I slammed my fist hard into Makoto's well-toned abs, the woman doubling over in pain. Bringing my knee up, I slammed her in the face - breaking her nose, and making it so that it started bleeding. The girl was thrown backwards, taking a few steps back before landing on her knees.

In an instant, I was on to her. That orange scarf she wore would be the instrument of her demise. Grabbing on to the both long strips of cloth coming from it, I tugged hard on both - squeezing her neck shut. Before she could react, I crushed her windpipe, cutting off the flow of air to her lungs. Her face grew red as the girl began to struggle, but my hold was too strong for her to break out of. While struggling, pulling with both of her hands at the scarf around her neck, she ended up loosening her sports bra and the piece of clothing came off. My dick hardened at the sight of her boobies, the erect nubs of her nipples clearly visible to me. Still, I knew I couldn't get distracted by that - so I kept on holding to the scarf until her struggles died down. A patch of yellow appeared on the crotch of her white, baggy pants, signalling that the fighter had pissed herself in her final moments. I kept strangling her for a little longer, making sure that she was dead. Then, I let go of the scarf, and she collapsed to the ground. Getting my dick out, I dropped on top of her, pushing my cock in between her tits. Grabbing onto them with my hands, I used them to give myself a boob job, until I came, spilling long streaks of semen all over her purple, dead face.


Ophelia thought that being the chosen maiden would mean she'd have no troubles taking you on. Show her just how wrong she was and FINISH HER!