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TheCrimsonRisk's Erotic Adventures :p

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  1. TheCrimsonRisk

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    Sometimes RPs can get a little out of hand and while that's not always a side of myself I indulge too often, it can be a lot of fun to role-play dangerous sexual scenarios. Since I don't feel entirely comfortable with sharing this sort of thing, I didn't want to put it in the general RP section. Here is the first (and possibly only) RP I'm going to post that has explicit sexual content and by that I mean the heroine gets brutally raped. Proceed with caution.

    What you need to know about Trinidee: She was a normal woman who found herself possessed by three separate entities, each one granting her a special power. She can only use one power at a time, like the Legion of Super Heroes' Ultra Boy.
    Her three powers are flight, invisibility and the ability to shoot blasts of spiritual energy. Each power is tied to an entity (flight = entity of heroism, invisibility = entity of mischief, spirit blasts = entity of anger) so when she uses that power the entity gains more influence over her. Thus, she has to be careful when and for how long she uses each ability.

    Drawing courtesy of the brilliant and sadistic Idoro! Check out his pixiv page!


    Audlan's Delight

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    Idoro

    The day had grown dim since the report was broadcasted on TV... all of a sudden, a large portion of the Staples Center in Downtown Los Angeles had blown apart, trapping many and killing some that were unlucky enough to be hit by the blast. Already, people who had been attending the concert had begun filing out in large quantities.

    Ambulances, police, all sorts of emergency response teams had been sent to aid and help as much as they could. However.. as they went inside, none came out..

    As soon as foul play was suspected, the police had summoned their SWAT teams to investigate. And that is when the young heroine, Trinidee arrived on the scene as well.

    TheCrimsonRisk

    Descending from the sky, Trinidee landed with as little pomp and circumstance as possible. The last thing anyone needed was more hysteria. Still, in her vibrant yellow costume, she knew she'd be the centre of attention soon enough.

    The sight of so many people in anguish made her sick. People looking for lost family and friends, unsure if they were even alive. She clenched a fist and silently swore that she would hunt down whoever was responsible.

    She walked over to the nearest official and took him gently by the arm. "How can I help?"

    Idoro

    The person she addressed appeared to be the SWAT commander. He looked to her and did a double take, smiling a little. She’d worked with this man before on two previous instances, and managed to conduct two successful evacuation missions alongside his SWAT team..

    But he appears nervous now, a side of him she’d never seen. "Trin..." he says, offering his hand. "Good to have you here.. I.. I'm at wit's end."

    TCR

    Trinidee took his hand in hers, subtly massaging it without even realizing it. "Commander, I've seen you in action before. I know that you and your men are doing everything in your power to help these people. We can do this."

    Trinidee shielded her eyes from the ashes floating through the air. "We'll find the cowards responsible for this. But first, tell me where I'm needed most."

    Idoro

    The Commander chuckled nervously. "That's just it.. we need you.. in there. Period. My men... I've lost contact with them. Every single one. No response. Just gone.."

    He slammed the console with his fist. "I just don't believe it.. first, we sent in the paramedics and officers... none ever came back. A few stray bystanders went for a look inside.. none made it back."

    "I'm out of options." he said, turning to Trinidee. "It's you or we call in the military."

    TCR

    Trinidee had a suspicion that there was more to this than meets the eye and even the military might not be equipped to deal with the problem. She saw no reason to endanger more brave men and women. "It'll be me, then."

    She put a hand on the commander's shoulder and looked him in the eyes, brimming with confidence. "There's no time to waste. Focus all of your efforts on helping the victims, let me go in there and figure out just what the hell is going on." With that, Trinidee flew towards the destruction with only justice on her mind.

    Idoro

    As she approached the ruins of the stadium, she could see the destruction was pretty wide-spread.. PVC pipe containing water lines leak out freely to where the giant chunk was blown, rubble is everywhere, covering all sorts of objects... sparking severed electrical wires hang on, still putting out a bit of power..

    The most haunting of all these images.. the line of bodies she sees upon coming in.. some people rolling on the ground in pain, others moaning.. some not even moving.

    It was then she heard a shout and several gunshots!

    TCR

    *gasp* Trinidee brought her hand to her mouth in revulsion at the devastation before her. "Why..." she thought. "...why would someone do this?"

    She knew that she had to press on and she did her best to block out the gross sensations...the bodies...the cries...the stench...she considered using her powers to fly the victims out, but the sound of gunfire created a more urgent concern. Landing amongst the debris, she switched from flight to invisibility and went to investigate.

    Idoro

    "ARRGH!" A voice cried out, followed by a sickening snap..

    "Human bodies.. so frail.... hehehehehe!"

    As Trinidee turned one of the corners, she saw a strange sight before her- an odd-looking being was holding an injured SWAT officer by his arm, examining it in detail..

    "Huh.. but I wonder, what do they taste like?" He opened his mouth to reveal rows of sharp, serrated teeth..

    TCR

    The time for stealth was clearly over and Trinidee had no choice but to reveal herself. "STOP!" she yelled loudly, materalizing only a few feet away from the attacker. She pointed an authoritative finger at him. "Release that man immediately and surrender to me!"

    Idoro

    The being stopped! Once she had come closer, Trinidee could identify the creature a bit more clearly.. he wasn't of very impressive build at all. Scrawny, lanky.. long, greasy strands of dark hair covering his face.

    But that's where the normal appearances stopped. Most notably, his skin was a sickly brownish green.. and his eyes were equally as unappealing, being a lighter color than his kin but in place of his pupils were black slits.

    the garments he wore were clearly not of an ordinary design. Large shoulderpads and a skintight black suit with oddly-shaped longshorts attached.

    He looked to her for a second, still holding the man's arm to his mouth and then snickered. He dropped the hapless man to the ground and hopped off of the counter to get a better look at Trinidee.

    "You.. you're not like the others.. you're much more good-looking.." He licked his lips. "Shyne.. am I correct?"

    TCR

    There was something about the villain's appearance that was instantly repulsive to Trinidee. It made her want to gag and his comments didn't help.

    "Shyne?" That wasn't the first time she'd been mistaken for the famous heroine and it was a comparison she didn't shy away from. "Ha! You wish Shyne was here! You'll find that I'm not nearly as merciful as she. The name is Trinidee. I'm going to assume you have something to do with this calamity and if that's the case then you are going to pay!"

    Idoro

    The being was completely focused on Trinidee.. stepping closer and closer.. until he was within reach. "Oh.. you're not Shyne? Well, that doesn't really matter. Darkur said there'd be others to seek out.."

    "Mm.." he said, reaching out and grabbing Trinidee’s breast! "So, are you here to offer yourself to me then? Because I must say.. you'll make my mate jealous... eheheh.." He gave it a little squeeze.. however, she could feel his sharp nails begin to dig in as well!

    TCR

    As the villain approached, Trinidee refused to back down...but rather than some vicious attack, he surprised her by grabbing her chest! "Waaaggh!" she exclaimed, more surprised than frightened. "What are you..."

    When he started to squeeze, Trinidee was embarrassed. That feeling was replaced by pain as his fingers stabbed into her flesh. "Aaaoooow!"

    Channeling the dark entity within, Trinidee focused her energies into a spirit blast that emerged from her palm aimed at knocking the villain away from her!

    Idoro

    The being was having a bit of fun squeezing Trinidee's breast.. when he suddenly saw a bright light. "Eh..?"

    In an instant, he felt himself heaved away as he smashed into a wall! "GAAHH!"

    He hit the floor, sitting up and shaking his head. ".....Huh."

    He stood up, dusting himself off.. but instead of being angry, he smiled. "Is that a yes?"

    TCR

    "No." Trinidee turned invisible, looking to outmaneuver her opponent. If she was smart about it, she could pick him apart before he even knew what was happening to him.

    She slowly sidestepped around the rubble, never taking her eye off of him.

    Idoro

    "Heh.. well, aren't you playing hard to get.." he said, closing his eyes and slicking some of his hair back. "By the way, name's Audlan an- huh?"

    As he opened his eyes, he could see that she had disappeared...

    "What?! Oh come on, don't leave!" he said, sounding rather disappointed. "Hm.. maybe I came on a bit too strong.."

    Whatever the case, he seemed oblivious to Trinidee being invisible..

    TCR

    "Disgusting pest..." Trinidee thought. She was almost in position for her attack, having walked until she was almost behind him. It might not have been sporting, but all she cared about was taking this guy down...hard. All it would take was a well placed spirit blast, but...the mischievous entity inside of her prompted her to act differently.

    Instead of reappearing and attacking from range, she sprang forward and tried to trap Audlan in a full nelson. "Much more fun this way!" A voice in her head said. It must have looked like he was being assaulted by a ghost.

    Idoro

    "Whoargh?!" Audlan cried out in surprise. "What.. oh.. eheheh!" he chuckled. "I see.. so you had to come back for me after all?!"

    Audlan didn't struggle, turning his head to the side. "But I still can't see you.. why do you play coy, my dear Trinidee?"

    TCR

    "So you want to see me, huh?" Trinidee shut off her invisibility, which also brought back her sensibility. "Damn it, what am I doing?" She shoved Audlan away, delivering a firm kick to his behind at the same time. She enjoyed combat, but she knew it was a mistake taking risks like that.

    She placed her hands on her impressive hips and stuck her chest out. "I'm not hiding from anyone, Audlan. What about you? What do you have to hide?"

    Idoro

    "Gah.." Audlan groaned as he was kicked away, nearly stumbling over. He looked back to Trinidee and smiled again, rubbing his back. "Me? Well.. I have a few surprises.."

    Audlan tried to stand up straight, though he was still wincing from the pain in his back. "Oof.. though I'd prefer to end this with as little trouble as possible.. you know? So um.. why don't you settle down and just come with me?"

    He spread his arms out, winking. "I bet you've never had a Sindov do you before, huh? Eh eh eh? Hahaha.."

    TCR

    "What is this guy going on about?" Trinidee thought. His brash attitude was making her feel uneasy. "Is he talking about...no." Trinidee blocked the idea from her mind.

    "I won't be going anywhere with you. You have to answer for what's happened here!" Now Trinidee was getting angry, which suited a certain aspect of herself just fine. She pointed her palms at the villain again and unleashed a furious spirit blast in his direction!

    Idoro

    "GYAAHH!" Audlan cried out as the blast ripped through him, forcing him to fly back once more and smash into the wall!

    Audlan slid down the wall into a seated position, his head hanging. "Guh.." he groaned. "..."

    Suddenly, he looked up, his most sincere smile on his face.. "Not even if I said pleeeease?"

    TCR

    "You are disgusting!" Trinidee shouted. She wasn't sure if it was the way she was using her powers or Audlan's taunting, but all she could see was red. Looking to intimidate her foe, Trinidee flew up into the air before firing another blast downward at Audlan.

    Idoro

    Audlan looked up, a frown forming on his face as the blast came closer. "..."

    When it hit, the impact was enough to cause the area around him to explode, forcing his body to once again shoot through the air- this time hurling his body over the concession stand, into a freezer containing bottled drinks.

    As he lay there, pain all around, his easy-going mood suddenly turned to malice as he slammed the ground with his fist.. his expression turning quite sour.

    With bits of glass and rubble falling off of him, he stood up, hopping over the counter and eyeing Trinidee with anger. "Okay.. I tried to be nice.. I tried to be kind..."

    His mouth contorted into a twisted smile as a nervous chuckle left his lips. "But you're just a non-compliant bitch.. and now I'm going to have to END YOUU!"

    TCR

    The urge to just blow Audlan away was tempting, but Trinidee needed answers. She was also afraid of embracing that side of herself. She forced herself to remain calm. With Audlan in her sights, she used her power of flight to charge at him with both fists extended!

    Idoro

    Audlan watched as the woman charged directly for him and smiled. "I have you.."

    He then agilely ducked underneath Trinidee as she passed by, and uppercutted her directly in her gut!

    TCR

    Trinidee paid dearly for her high risk attack as Audlan's fist was buried deep in her stomach. Her body twisted up, disrupting her beautiful flying form, and she ended up bouncing off of partially destroyed wall before tumbling to the ground in a heap. She groaned as she got onto her knees with one hand clutching her stomach.

    Idoro

    "Heh.. you know, come to think of it.. I did hear of you."

    Audlan turns to face Trinidee, making his way over to her at a leisurely pace. "Darkur said not to worry about you.. that you were weak in comparison to your friends."

    "I can see he was right.. Gyahaha!"

    TCR

    "Weak..." Trinidee thought. "I'll show him." She was recovering quickly and feigned being badly hurt until he got close enough for her to strike. When the time was right, she sprang up and launched a massive uppercut to Audlan's jaw.

    Idoro

    "ARRHH!!" Audlan yelled out in surprise, as his body was lifted up several feet into the air...!

    TCR

    On the offence again, Trinidee considered using another spirit blast but she didn't want to rely on that. She could handle this on her own terms. Pulling her fist back, she did a 180 spin and extended her lithe leg to kick Audlan in the chest.

    Idoro

    Trinidee's kick connects beautifully, and it sends the scrawny Audlan sliding across the ground!

    Audlan skids along the ground until finally coming to a stop with his body lying in a heap. "Guhh.."

    He struggles to stand up, seemingly dazed by the effective combo Trinidee had used against him!

    TCR

    Trinidee's aggression caused spiritual energy to flare from her body. It was an intimidating sight! She stomped over to Audlan and grabbed him by the front of his suit. "This is your last chance! Yield to me now and we can have a more peaceful discussion while you tell me why this place was attacked."

    Idoro

    At first, Audlan seemed to gasp in pain.. but the air he inhaled quickly turned to laughter... building in intensity until it was near hysterical.

    "Oh Trinidee.. my sweet, sweet Trinidee.."

    "You.. have no idea.. what you have gotten yourself into."

    TCR

    *sigh* "I see you've chosen to do this the hard way. Very well." Charging her fist with spiritual energy, Trinidee reared it way back prepared to send Audlan to dream land.

    Idoro

    "Tell me something my sweetie.." Audlan said, his voice eerily soft-toned. "Did you know that my kind has a fondness for oxygen?"

    TCR

    Audlan's strange question caused Trinidee to pause, her fist still poised to land a finishing blow. "What? Oxygen? What are you babbling about?"

    Idoro

    Audlan smiled wide, he had gotten her attention. "Tell me something... this planet.. just happens to be abundant in oxygen.. does it not?"

    TCR

    Trinidee unclenched her fist and used it to secure her grip on Audlan, giving him a little shake. "Finally, some answers." she thought.

    "It does. What of it?"

    Idoro

    Audlan smiled wider... and then that sadistic laugh began to resurface...

    "Let me.. show you something.." He said, suddenly grabbing Trinidee's arm! At first, it simply seemed like he had been stalling her to gain his strength back..

    But in a matter of milliseconds, his grip began to strengthen... and his arm seemed to grow larger... Upon his forehead, a small slit was beginning to open, until it became a large hole.

    Audlan was growing in size and his muscle mass was increasing. Soon, it was Trinidee who was being held in the air due to the creature's growth.

    "Hnngh.." He grunted as he began to effortlessly crush Trinidee's arm in his iron grip.

    TCR

    Audlan's transformation was alarming and Trinidee reacted too slowly to get her arm free. The crushing sensation and the feeling of being elevated surprised her. "Heeeey!"

    She planted both feet against Audlan's chest and tried to kick away from him, using her flight powers to enhance her efforts.

    Idoro

    Audlan, quickly sensing that she was trying to escape, used his brute strength to quickly slam her onto the ground while he still had her in his grip!

    "RAAAHH!"

    TCR

    Trinidee's efforts proved futile as Audlan refused to let her get airborne. Instead, she was roughly forced back to Earth.

    Slammed down on her back, Trinidee gritted her teeth and soaked up the impact. She arched her back, not noticing that Audlan hadn't let go of her.

    Idoro

    Audlan dragged Trinidee across the ground by her leg... and then suddenly drew her up into the air as he began to spin around!

    "Hope you don't lose your food easily, hahaha!" he called out, his voice deepened by his massive growth. His rotations began to build in speed until he finally released Trinidee, sending her careening out towards the concert stage far down below!

    TCR

    "Whoa-oh-oh-oooooh!" Trinidee yelped as she was spun at an absurd speed. Audlan didn't seem too concerned about her comfort as she was both dizzy and in pain from being held up by one leg.

    Down was up, left was right, all sense of direction was lost until Audlan finally let her go. She crashed into the stage, making large dent in the steel structure underneath. She rolled onto her side groggily.

    "Got...go to get away..." she muttered. Instinctively, she tried to disappear, but instead various parts of her body flickered in and out of visibility.

    Idoro

    CRASH! The entire stage vibrated as Audlan touched down, each footstep he made bounced Trinidee a little into the air.

    "Aww, trying to disappear on me again?" he boomed, quickening his pace. Before Trinidee could gain control over her powers again, Audlan had already caught up to her, grabbing her by her hair!

    TCR

    Just as Trinidee was about to completely disappear, Audlan was on her again. She turned to look at him and was amazed at how big he had become! But she remembered that old saying about "the bigger they are..."

    *poom* *thwam* Trinidee rifled off two stiff punches into Audlan's belly.

    Idoro

    Trinidee's fists would harmlessly bounce off the monster's chest.

    "Heh.. you call that a punch?!" Still holding her by her hair, Audlan lifted Trinidee up into the air and slammed his fist into her soft belly.

    "Oooh.. seems you need to toughen your belly up a bit."

    TCR

    "Hwwwauullgh!" Trinidee squealed. Her eyes shot wide open from the punch to her mid-section. Had she ever been hit that hard before? Her body hung in the air for what seemed like minutes before she fell to her knees, clutching on to Audlan's pant leg to steady herself.

    Idoro

    "How pathetic.. and here I thought you were going to actually FIGHT for your freedom.." Audlan shook his head.

    "Oh well..." He scooped up Trinidee in one arm, and then brought his other arm around to grab her and hug her tight to his chest.

    "Now how about a hug and a kiss?" He said sweetly as he began to crush her in a powerful bearhug, drawing her face close to his mouth.. and puckering up.

    TCR

    The second she was in Audlan's embrace, Trinidee's legs began to kick wildly in an attempt to get him off-balance...but it was too late.

    "Hrrnn..." she gritted her teeth again, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of a scream. As he started to squeeze, her body jerked forward almost putting her face up to his lips. She was able to pull back, but there wasn't much she could do about the bearhug that was squeezing the life out of her.

    Idoro

    "Hm.." He mumbled, noticing she was not complying. "I suppose I need to hug you a bit more.. until you're a bit more affectionate!"

    "Hrrrngh!" he grunted, squeezing her even more, forcing her back to pop a little!

    TCR

    "Hrrnnn...oooooooh!" Trinidee wasn't prepared for the power that Audlan put into the hold and the sound of her back popping scared her. She turned her wrists up to dig her fingers into his arms, but it was like trying to claw through titanium. Another pump of the hold stopped that attempt and she arched her head back woefully. Her legs trembled from the pressure.

    "St...stop..."

    Idoro

    "Kiss me.." he growled, heaving her up a bit higher into the air. "Kiss me, or I'll break your BONES!"

    Audlan shook her about, giving another forceful squeeze!

    TCR

    "Aaaauucck!" Trinidee's stomach churned as her body was compressed even further. "I...I..." the damage she was taking muddled her thoughts and she leaned in and placed her mouth against the side of his neck. She pursed her lips, making a half-hearted effort to appease Audlan's request.

    Idoro

    Audlan suddenly whipped his head around, covering her mouth with his now massive lips- he sucked in a bit, allowing his long, slimy tongue to cascade over her face before drawing back and releasing her, letting her drop to the ground.

    "Ah.. a brief taste.. all TOO brief.." he said, prodding at her side with his foot. "Stand up.. I'm not done with you yet.."

    TCR

    Trinidee closed her eyes tightly in response to Audlan's sloppy kiss. "No..." she thought to herself, as if that would make it end any faster. Even with eyes closed, she could still feel the saliva from his tongue covering her cheeks and eyelids. "...mmmpphh...MMMMMMHHH!"

    She didn't open her eyes until she was lying on the ground with Audlan asking for more. She ran her arm across her face to try and wipe some of his residue away. "You're disgusting!"

    Idoro

    "Disgusting.."

    Audlan roared as the opening on his forehead blared out like some sort of warhorn.. He suddenly kicked Trinidee over onto her belly and set his foot onto her back, pressing just enough.. to hopefully get her to spread her limbs out.

    TCR

    Trinidee's fear grew as Audlan's form grew even more monstrous. A hard kick put her on her stomach and a stomp made her flop like a fish, her arms and legs sprawled out. "Let me up, you disgusting bastard!"

    Idoro

    Audlan walked over and set his feet upon Trinidee's thighs, and then reached forward to grab her wrists..

    "I'll show you... DISGUSTING!!" he roared as he locked his feet between Trinidee's calf and lower thigh. He then rolled backwards onto his own back, hoisting Trinidee up into the air- the Romero Special!

    Audlan spread his legs and arms a bit, stretching out all four of her appendages... "RRAAGH!!"

    TCR

    Audlan's strength allowed him to do pretty much anything he wanted with the heroine and there was little she could do to stop the elaborate hold he was arranging. "What...no...don't!" She didn't know how, but she found herself horizontal to the ground being pulled in every direction!

    "NnnnnyyyaaaaaAAAAAHHH!" The scream came easily this time. She threw her head back as she cried out, struggling to process what was happening to her. She was completely immobilized and her back was being horribly bent.

    Idoro

    "Haha... yes.. scream for me, my darling.." Audlan grunted out, his tongue lashing across his mouth as he spread his limbs a bit more, stretching Trinidee even more. "Beg me to release you.. BEG YOUR MASTER!!"

    TCR

    Trinidee's limbs felt miniature in Audlan's grasp and she was completely unable to slip free. "AAAAAAHHHH! What are you doing to me?!?" She was able to sputter out.

    Her stomach shot up, her shoulders were wrenched and her legs spread unnaturally. Her groin muscles were strained to their limit. "N...uuuh...won't beg...never..."

    Idoro

    Audlan, even in his monstrous form still had that eerie, hysteric laughter. "Heheh.. EHEHEHEH!" he cried out, heaving Trinidee higher into the air. "Then I'll just have to RIP you in HALF!"

    He began to stretch her out more, pulling her joints to their very limits. "NOW BEEEEEEEEEEEEG!!"

    TCR

    The Romero Hold combined with Audlan's laugh tortured Trinidee's body and mind. She realized she was completely helpless. "AAAAAIIIEEEEE!" she screamed loudly as it felt like a sharp spike was being driven into her spine. As the muscles in her limbs threatened to tear, she finally nodded. "No more...pleeeeease...aaaaah! No more...I beg of you...let me go...oooooh!"

    Idoro

    The laugh fluttered by once more.. it was an odd noise, for one whose voice was now so deep to be laughing like a hysterical child. "What? WHAAAAT?! Didn't hear you. DIDN'T. HEAR."

    He kept his hold strong, not stretching her any more, but simply wanting to torment her now..

    TCR

    "I'm begging you...let me go..." Trinidee had been stretched out so long that she was almost getting used to the pain...almost. She gasped, ashamed of herself. A few stray tears ran down her cheeks and dripped onto the cackling Audlan.

    Idoro

    "Heheheh.. ha... eh.." Audlan chuckled, his laughter dying down. "Okay, okay..."

    He then released her wrists, letting her body sway backwards, and quickly caught her head with his hands, leaning in for another embrace..

    His mouth was like a suction cup over hers as he sucked the oxygen clear out of her lungs, leaving just enough for her to function.. his tongue eagerly met the insides of her mouth and her face as he drew back, letting her fall onto him on her way down.

    TCR

    The punishment from the hold had weakened Trinidee considerably. Her arms were free, but they felt like weights. They hung limply as her head craned backwards right where Audlan wanted it.

    "Uuuuummmpph...nnnnnooo" Trinidee moaned as Audlan got more of what he wanted, both enjoying her luscious lips and draining the life out of her. She whimpered and cried more at the intrusion occurring inside of her mouth.

    Idoro

    As Trinidee lay on the ground, Audlan sat up, smiling wide. "Well.. that was invigorating.. hm?"

    He noticed her supple, wide asscheeks simply begging him for his touch.. and he could not resist. He reached over and grabbed each cheek with a firm grip and started groping Trinidee whilst licking his lips. "Wonderful.. just.. wonderful."

    TCR

    Fly away...turn invisible...blast Audlan...none of these were options anymore. The entities within weren't responding at all. The vessel was too badly damaged.

    She slid one knee up. Then the other. That was all the movement she could muster and unfortunately, it was exactly what Audlan was looking for. Trinidee winced as his filthy hands played with her ass.

    Idoro

    Audlan has his way, playing with her ass for a few seconds, moving his fingers to settle on the heroine's leotard strap that ran along her crotch. "Oho.. what's this?"

    He grabbed the strap and gave it a sharp tug, driving it between her ass and running it tightly along her vagina, forcing it to ride up into just a little..

    TCR

    Trinidee wanted to get up, but her upper body was nearly useless. The backs of her arms and hands were flat against the ground as was her face, which she was able to turn enough to witness what Audlan was up to. Her hair spread messily along the ground.

    Her laboured breathing became a grunt as Audlan manipulated the crotch of her costume. The feeling of the material rubbing against her caused intense discomfort. "Aaa...huuuhhh..."

    Idoro

    Audlan allowed her leotard strap to snap back to her body, watching it have a ripple effect on her as it did so. He stuck his finger in his mouth, savoring the taste of her body's perspiration on that part of the costume as he got to his feet and made his way over to the front of the young woman.

    "Well.. I suppose there's no need to continue like this.." he said musingly as the hole on his forehead opened once more.. except instead of sucking in the air, it began to let it out.. and his body began to compress and shrivel. A few more seconds passed, and he was back to his original size.

    Audlan now knelt down, poking at Trinidee's cheek. "You're sure a feisty one. I'm sure you won't mind if we have some fun before I bring you back over, eh?"

    TCR

    Trinidee's soft skin seemed to recoil at Audlan's cruel gestures. When he was done toying with her, she slumped over exhausted. "Why...are you doing this...?" Her whole body heaved up and down as she struggled to regain a fraction of her strength.

    Her hand weakly gripped his wrist, but she couldn't even stop a finger. "I'm not...going anywhere..." She spit at his feet.

    Idoro

    Audlan chuckled, standing once more and prodding her belly with his foot to get her to roll onto her back. "Still some fire left in you... good! Good."

    TCR

    She refused to be defeated and humiliated any further. The aggressive entity within beckoned her to act and she was able to raise her arm just enough to point a finger at Audlan. A thin spirit beam emerged, flowing towards his chest.

    Idoro

    'Whoa!" Audlan cried out as he swerved just in time to avoid the blast. But fortunately, he seemed to be in a jovial, easygoing mood once more. "Hey come on, just give it up already!"

    "But.. just in case you still got some resistance.." He then delivered a swift kick to her belly this time, not interested in being careful on her body anymore.

    TCR

    "Aaaagh!" That might have been Trinidee's last attack, especially after that kick. She curled up into the fetal position, protecting her bruised stomach.

    Idoro

    Audlan knelt down beside the curled up heroine, reaching in for her breast and giving it a squeeze. "Mm.. not quite hard enough.. what say we get you a little more stimulated.."

    Leaning in closer, he reached in with his other hand to rub against her crotch, his sharp nail dragging against it sharply.. though it wasn't clear if was his intention to do so.

    TCR

    Trinidee's alternated between her chest and her crotch, lamely trying to deflect Audlan's probing digits. "Mmmmnnnhh..." His nail certainly got her attention and the groping created a unique mixture of pain and pleasure.
    "Don't do this."

    Idoro

    Letting his inhibitions get the better of him, Audlan moved in closer, now beside the heroine on the ground. He ran his finger over her vagina and pressed his finger into her vagina firmly.

    With his other hand meanwhile, he used his sharp nail to cut through the partly see-through material on her chest and wiggled his hand inside to get a direct handle on her breast, pinching her nipple between his two sharp nails. "Yes.."

    TCR

    As Audlan's finger entered her, Trinidee tried to scream. All that came out was a desperate squeak. The squeak was repeated as Audlan opened up her costume to access her large breasts. "Don't do this. Don't do this." The pinching of her nipple sent a crippling shock through her system. Her hands stopped moving and she gave up trying to stop him.

    Idoro

    "That's right.." Audlan said, delighting in her starting to give in. "Just.. let your feelings guide you.."

    He moved forward to mount her now, leaving her vagina alone for the moment.. and worked on getting both of his hands inside her costume. Soon, he was groping both of her breasts.. and began to lean in closer.

    He made sure to spread his legs enough so that his penis and genitals were rubbing against her lower body. "Can you feel me? Heheheheh.."

    TCR

    The villain grinded on top of her taking full advantage of her delicious chest. She wondered how things got to this point, not that the answer would help her. His stinking breath assaulted her nostrils, but it was nothing compared to the feeling of Audlan's member against her body. It was becoming harder with every passing moment.

    Idoro

    Audlan dipped his head into Trinidee's chest, opening his mouth and allowing his tongue to make its way around her nipples.. and then he took one of them by the teeth, pulling up on it to stretch it out. He drew one of his arms back..

    "'Ow does dis.. HPHEEL!" he yelled, his teeth still around Trinidee's nipple as he suddenly laid a punch right into her belly!

    TCR

    "Noooo..." Trinidee's protests were a dull whisper at this point. As Audlan nibbled on her tit, her voice raised slightly: "Aaaa...uhhh...nnuuuh!"

    Her beautiful orb was temporarily warped by Audlan's bite. Her head shot up, but it fell back down again as the wind was knocked out of her by the crushing stomach punch.

    Idoro

    Audlan realized he could do this all night.. but what he really wanted was... well within his grasp as well. He moved his body up Trinidee's body so that his crotch now rested against her neck.. his throbbing genitals warm against her delicate skin- only the thin fabric of his bodysuit preventing them from actual contact. He rubbed them across her face, licking his lips again. "Yes.. you want to taste it, don't you.."

    This latest offence was too much for Trinidee and she snapped out of her paralyzed state...for a second anyway. Her hand pressed up against Audlan's groin and she gave a hard shove while turning her body away from him. She looked like a worm as she tried to crawl away.

    "I can't...I won't..."

    Idoro

    Audlan, instead of pressing further onto the heroine began to back off, a devilish grin forming on his face as he drew back and stood up.

    "Oh? Well then.. perhaps you need a little more convincing.."

    He stepped forth, grabbing the bottom strap of Trinidee's leotard and tugged it hard upwards, forcing her to stand while it rode up her butt and vagina painfully. "Stand up you cow!"

    TCR

    "Not again..." Trinidee thought. She wanted to get away or at least just lie there until Audlan left her alone, but standing, as hard as it was, would be better than enduring this awful feeling between her legs.

    Her legs wobbled and she stumbled backwards into Audlan.

    Idoro

    Immediately, Audlan wrapped his arm around Trinidee's neck, putting her into a headlock! "Yah!"

    He then wrenched her from side to side, applying pressure to the hold. "What is it going to take, hm?!"

    TCR

    "Hkkkk..." Trinidee choked out. She placed a hand on Audlan's arm to loosen the pressure, but there wasn't any give. It fell to the side and her body was a rag doll as he whipped her around.

    Idoro

    "Heheheh, eeeehh!" He grunted as he choked her some more, eventually letting go but quickly turning her around..

    "And how DARE you refuse my magnificent cock!" he yelled in a high-pitched, prudish voice. He followed it up by delivering a heavy slap to her face!

    Before she fell, he caught her with his arms, helping her back up into a standing position. "Oh no you don't.. we're still not done here."

    TCR

    Trinidee started to fall, but Audlan wouldn't let her. She felt so heavy...she wanted the lights to go out, but...

    *SMACK*

    The sharp slap brought her back to her senses. Staring into Audlan's vile face was terrifying in her current state. If only she was stronger...her head tilted back and her breasts bounced up as Audlan held on to her.

    Idoro

    Hoisting her up, Audlan began a series of quick jabs to the heroine's soft belly...

    "We'll.." SMACK! "Get..." SMACK! "This.." SMACK! "Flabby belly.." SMACK! "Toned.." SMACK! "IN A HURRY!"

    Audlan drew his fist back and his hand suddenly expanded greatly, as an opening in the center of his palm expanded and grew.. until it was a wide tube-looking appendage. He placed the end against Trinidee's stomach and blew her away with a loud blast, sounding something like a foghorn..

    TCR

    Over and over again, Audlan drove his fist into Trinidee. Her body shook with every punch and she slumped over. The only thing keeping her up was the grip Audlan had on the back of her costume, which continued to ride up on her. She lost count of how many times she'd been hit. The skin around her ribcage began to bruise and change colour.

    Just when it seemed like she couldn't take anymore, Audlan initiated a new attack that Trinidee couldn't possibly prepare for. A mighty blast came forth from his transformed hand sending her hurtling through the air. She didn't stop until she collided with a large shard of wreckage. As she bounced off, it felt like she was weightless, dropping to the floor in slow motion. She fell to her knees first, her beautiful features showing little emotion, then she fell flat on her face.

    Idoro

    Audlan followed after her, shaking his arm and making it return to its normal shape. "Heh.. well, if that doesn't settle you down, I don't know what will.."

    "Hahahaha.." he chuckled, his riotous laughter returning for Trinidee to hear.. "HAHAHAHAHA!!"

    Whipping his head back and howling in laughter, Audlan lost himself in the moment..

    TCR

    Within Trinidee, the entities stirred...whatever their motivations for inhabiting her body, they wanted her to stay alive. Spiritual energy crackled around her as she started to come to.

    Her invisibility went on and off, creating a shimmering effect. Lastly, her powers of flight kicked in and she started to elevate off of the ground, back to her feet.

    More than anything, Trinidee drew from her own willpower, refusing to back down from this vile being no matter how much he hurt her. She adjusted her costume, covering up her breasts and struck the strongest pose she could. It wasn't much, but the look in her eyes said she was still in this fight.

    "Come on...then...Audlan...answer for...for what you've done..."

    Idoro

    "EH?" Audlan grunted, his eyes opening wide as Trinidee's challenge brought him back to reality...

    He looked forward to her, blinking. "....You serious?"

    TCR

    Trinidee took two big steps forward...then fell to a knee again. She shook her head and got back up. Even though defeat seemed inevitable, she kept coming forward. "For justice."

    Idoro

    "HA!" Audlan snapped, pointing a clawed finger forward. "You just don't know when to give in do you.. alright. Come on then, take your best shot!"

    Audlan began to advance, spreading his fingers on both hands and extending his nails a bit longer..

    "I'll even let you get the first hit.. see how generous I can be, my darling?"

    TCR

    It took everything Trinidee had to just make it over to Audlan, but she couldn't let him know that. She took a deep breath and cocked her fist back. The ensuing right hook looked impressive, but in truth, there was little steam behind it.

    Idoro

    The blow smacked hard against Audlan's chest.. as it did, his chest barely budged...

    But a split-second later, Audlan suddenly launched an upward fist at the joint that connected Trinidee's forearm to the rest of her arm... the blow was so quick and instantaneous, that only the sound of the bone snapping would have alerted Trinidee to what just happened..

    TCR

    "EEEEYAAAAAAAH!" Trinidee thought she didn't have enough energy left to scream, but the swift and vicious maneuver proved her wrong. As she felt her arm snap like a twig, she collapsed like she had been shot, massaging her wounded appendage.

    Idoro

    Audlan couldn't help but snicker as he creeped along behind his opponent, delivering a boot to her backside to knock her on her belly..

    "And now.. the coup de grâce!" he exclaimed, plopping down on her back as if she was some sort of bean bag pillow..

    TCR

    Trinidee felt truly useless as she was kicked around by Audlan. It couldn't end like this...could it? She wheezed a little as Audlan sat down on her. Even in his original form, his weight was considerable. She clawed at the ground with her one good arm, searching for any way out of this predicament.

    "Audlan...no..."

    Idoro

    "No? Oh, but you don't even know what I'm going to do yet.."

    Audlan slipped his legs under Trinidee's arms and hoisted his knee up under her arm joints- giving little regard to her broken joint- so that her upper body was slightly lifted off the ground.

    "That thing you humans have.. what is it. a television? I learned this one watching it! You're going to love it... heheheh.."

    Audlan reached down and cupped both hands over Trinidee's mouth, grinning. "Here goes.. YAAHH!"

    Engaging her in a camel clutch, Audlan pulled back on Trinidee's mouth, feeling a rush of excitement as he did so..

    TCR

    "NNNYYYYYAAAAAHHHAAAA!" Trinidee bellowed just from being put into position for the camel clutch. Her back was killing her and the feeling of her injured arm being forcefully repositioned made her sick.

    She wasn't even given a chance to beg before Audlan's hands clamped her mouth shut. "MMMMMMPPPPHH!" Why was he doing this? He could easily have knocked her unconscious or just escaped but she knew now that she was dealing with an soulless demon.

    As her back bent in a way it wasn't intended to, Trinidee started crying and whimpering all over again. Her neck wasn't doing much better, twisted in Audlan's clutches. She could barely move an inch as Audlan tortured her.

    Idoro

    "Heheheh... your screams..." Audlan said, his voice hardly more audible than a whisper.. His eye twitched, and his breathing began to quicken..

    "Scream more for me.. MORE!" he demanded, pulling back and lowering his grip to allow Trinidee use of her mouth once more..

    TCR

    "No...no!...noooOOOOOOOOH!" With her lips free, Trinidee tried to speak but the pressure from the camel clutch only allowed her to make a guttural howl. "Oooh...AAIIIIEEE!" she followed with a high pitched scream.

    The submission hold was both destructive and humiliating. Her arms were completely trapped and could do nothing but occasionally flop around. Her feet beat against the ground uselessly. Her pretty hair hung over her sweat stained face and Audlan's fingers.

    As Audlan cranked on the hold, she could feel her spine curling around his pelvis. Her had her wrapped up tightly. The worst part was that his dick was pressing against her and it was getting harder and harder...

    Idoro

    "How much more.." Audlan said, as Trinidee's screams filled his ears. To him, it was such a sweet sound.. his nails begin to dig in deeper on her chin, and he momentarily ceased his pulling back.. to lower his head just enough to place a kiss on her cheek.

    "Thank you.." he whispered, sounding oddly sincere.. and Trinidee would have been given enough time to think about it.. but she was quickly wrenched back up in the painful hold, with Audlan having no regard for the state of her body.. or how much more she could take..

    TCR

    Trinidee started to choke again as Audlan used his fingers to toy with her. Somehow she hadn't blacked out from the pain. It was as if he knew exactly how much punishment her body could take and he had her on the threshold at all times.

    When he eased up, Trinidee nearly started crying from the joy of not being stretched out. But she was filled with anguish again when he placed his rotten lips on her skin. "Aaah...nooo..."

    The flopping of her arms and the beating of her feet ceased when he reapplied the camel clutch. The only movement Trinidee made was from Audlan working the hold, which he did to sadistic perfection.

    Finally...Trinidee gave a light tap against Audlan's thigh, a universal sign of submission. "I give up!" she squealed. "Audlan...I'll...aaaah! I'll do anything! Please...let...let me go..."

    Idoro

    "Is it talking?!" he claimed in alarm, his eyes opening wide once more. " IS IT?!"

    "Can't hear... too quiet.." he said, chuckling. "Not enough.. SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAMS!!" he exclaimed in a very disturbing voice while pulling back a bit more..

    TCR

    "AAAAIIIEEEE!" What was left of the arena was filled with Trinidee's distressed cries. Her beautiful voice was nearly unrecognizable. Every pump of the hold elicited another scream. The only other sounds were her creaking bones and Audlan's excited breaths.

    Idoro

    There appeared to be no end in sight.. but just as Audlan pulled back in one final hold, he looked down to Trinidee, seeing her body struggle.. "...Anything?"

    TCR

    Without thinking, Trinidee responded with two clear nods. "...anything...just make it...make it stop."

    Idoro

    PLOP! Trinidee was suddenly dropped to the ground.. and Audlan was eerily silent as he slipped his legs from under her arms, rising and stepping away..

    "That's quite a promise you've made... and I fully intend for you to stick to it." he said, his voice calm..

    He walked over to the front of Trinidee and kneeled down, looking upon her with a frown...

    Which quickly spread into one of the creepiest grins that Trinidee would ever see, pointed teeth and all..

    TCR

    Trinidee managed to lift her head, but her eyes could barely see above his torso. She wasn't even thinking about the conversation, she was just glad to be free from the camel clutch.

    Then she remembered why he let go. "I...I won't fight anymore. You can...leave...nobody will know...you were here..." Trinidee was ashamed to be making this offer.

    Idoro

    "Hehehe.. aw.." he said, moving his hand forward to stroke her hair, and then down her face to stroke her cheek. "I bet you're pretty sure that it's going to be -that- easy.."

    He suddenly leaned in close, their faces nearly touching as he moved his tongue around her chin, getting a nice slurp. "But you're mine now..."

    He drew back and placed a finger under Trinidee's chin.. getting to his feet and lifting her up so that she was positioned on her knees..

    TCR

    Trinidee's face twisted in revulsion at Audlan's touch. "Aah!" she gasped when he licked her. His sticky saliva lingered on her delicate skin. As she was forced to rise, Audlan's intentions became clearer. "No...he wouldn't..." she told herself.

    "Audlan, wait...I said I'd do anything...you can go free, I promise..."

    Idoro

    The movement was quick.. though by now, Trinidee could hardly be expecting to be shown mercy by the crazed Audlan as he suddenly shot his hand forward, gripping Trinidee's scalp tightly and digging his nails in a bit..

    "You will do as I command.." he said authoritatively, moving in closer so that his stimulated cock now brushed up against Trinidee's face.. "...And you know what I want.."

    "..Heheheheh.."

    TCR

    Trinidee shut her eyes as Audlan forced her towards his cock, as if that might make him stop or leave her alone. She abandoned that hope as she felt it rubbing directly against her cheek. "Unnhh..."

    She considered one last act of defiance, but then...the terrible memories of their battle came flooding back. The bone crushing bearhug...the impossibly painful ceiling hold...that evil, twisted camel clutch...she didn't know how she'd survived. All she knew is she couldn't go through anything like that again.

    She bowed, her forehead resting between Audlan's legs. "Okay...I will...just don't hurt me anymore."

    Idoro

    "HA!" he chortled, giving her head a good shove. "No promises there.."

    Wringing her head back in position, he moved his cock about her face a few times.. "Get a nice good feel for it.."

    "When you're ready.." he said, snarling, licking his lips.. "Pull down on my pants- they come right off! Heheh..heh.."

    (end of part 1)
     
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    (part 2)

    TCR

    Audlan was as hard as a rock and Trinidee was miserable as he brushed against her. She pulled away, but not too quickly. She didn't want to anger him any further. Trinidee had never performed an act like this for anyone, even consensually. Under these circumstances...

    She tried not to think about it. Staring at the ground, she gripped the front his pants with one hand and started to slowly pull down.

    Idoro

    "I know.. I know.." Audlan said, closing his eyes, crossing his arms. "Impressive, ain't it?"

    He then shoved it into her eye! "Now.. you may begin.."

    TCR

    Maybe if Trinidee had been paying more attention she would have seen it coming, but Audlan's crude attack caught her completely unawares. "Awwgh!" she yelped, blinking back hot tears. "How could you..."

    She took his massive penis in her hand, but hesitated before actually doing anything. She looked up to him with a pitiful look in her eyes, searching for some kind of mercy. "Please..."

    Idoro

    Trinidee's plea for mercy was met by the monster digging his nails deeper into her head.. he then forcibly positioned her head closer to his penis, and his smile grew wider. "You made the promise.. not me!"

    "Now.. do it."

    TCR

    The hint of pain reminded Trinidee how desperate she was. Audlan pushed her close enough that she had no choice but to go the rest of the way. She let the tip of his penis fall onto her lip before allowing the front of it to enter her mouth. The sensation was enough to make her gag, but she kept it in. Still, she was reluctant to go any further.

    Idoro

    "What's the matter... you act as if you've never done this before.." Audlan taunts, looking over her face.

    "I bet you're the biggest slut this city has ever seen.. heh?"

    TCR

    More of Audlan entered her mouth and Trinidee did her best to make him happy, but..."Aagkk!" she pulled back and spit on the floor. "I never...I'm not...don't make me..." She sobbed, begging for a reprieve.

    Idoro

    That wasn't a very bright move on the heroine's part.. as it made Audlan angry to see her refuse.. very angry. "Grrrghh..."

    He growled and suddenly lifted her up by her head, her body dangling momentarily as he dug his nails into her head, drawing blood from one spot.. "You'll do this.. or I'll slice your tits off, you stupid bitch.." he said, holding up the index finger of his free hand and dragging it across Trinidee's breast..

    "DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" he yelled, his breathing quick and his eyes more fierce than she had ever seen them.

    TCR

    "Aaaahhhhyes! Yes!" Trinidee's tears flew off her face as Audlan clawed at her breast. "Yes..."

    She fell to her knees once more. With a whimper, she took Audlan's cock and shoved it as far is it could go into her mouth. As his throbbing member pressed against her cheek, her tongue moved to caress it.

    Idoro

    "Ah.." Audlan sighed, his sickening noises of pleasure beginning finally. He eased up his grip on her head as she made the motions with her tongue. "Yeah..."

    "Keep going, little slut.. keep going.."

    TCR

    Trinidee was inexperienced, but it didn't seem to matter. The blow job and her servitude seemed to be enough for Audlan. His dick pushed painfully against the inside of her mouth, but she was too scared to stop. Her sucking became more rapid, her head bobbing back and forth. All the while, she continued to give off defeated moans.

    Idoro

    The moans, the motions.. it was as if this was some type of dream.. Audlan hardly had time for such pleasures in his normal life, as he could ill-afford to.. being who he was.

    He chuckled lightly, rubbing her head affectionately. "I knew it.. you're a natural.." he said between sighs of delectation. "All mine.."

    TCR

    Audlan's penis became more slippery as Trinidee settled into a rhythm. Still, there was no getting used to this. Her submission...agreeing to pleasure his monstrous member...Audlan's dick made a wet sound as it repeatedly passed her lips. She moaned loudly, unsure how much more she could take.

    Idoro

    Beyond satisfied.. but infinitely cruel.. Audlan gave Trinidee another pat on the head.. "How about.. we up the stakes a bit? Eh?"

    The orifice on Audlan's forehead began to open up.. and he looked down on Trinidee in a cruel happiness. "Oh yeah.. my muscles aren't the only thing that grow when I do this.."

    He suddenly grabbed onto her head with both hands and held her in place as his penis slowly began to expand inside her mouth..

    TCR

    "Mmmmph...MMMMPH!!!" She thought about how massive Audlan had become before and her eyes opened wide in terror. She tried to pull away, but Audlan had a firm hold on her scalp. Trinidee stopped sucking, focused solely on not choking on the growing penis. It became hard to breathe and her arm dropped to her side.

    Idoro

    "How does it feel.. NOW?!" Audlan roared, his body beginning to bulk up once more.. he could feel that things were coming to a head.. "Are you ready, my dear.. ARE YOU?!"

    If Trinidee was lucky, this would end with her head still intact..

    TCR

    "Noooo! Noooo!" Trinidee wanted to yell, but all that came out was another muffled groan. Her body was completely still, except for her head which was trembling from the increasing pressure. She never imagined anything like this happening to her.

    Idoro

    And then, as if a twisted answer to her prayers.. an explosion of green ichor occurred which graciously blasted Trinidee away from Audlan's penis. She was blown several yards away...

    ...And her face an most of her upper chest was completely engulfed in what could only be perceived as the semen of... whatever the fuck Audlan was.

    He on the other hand, simply dropped to his knees, no longer bulked up or anything. "Haaa.." he sighed, sitting in a puddle of his own alien-goo. "That... was great.."

    TCR

    "Bllllaaaagggh!" Trinidee said as Audlan finished all over her. She went flying and tumbled head over heels when she landed before ending up on her back, her arms and legs pointing in all directions, her chest heaving.

    She coughed violently as Audlan's juices bubbled up from her mouth and ran down her cheeks and neck. The spunky substance drenched her costume, splashing on top and between her tits. Trinidee twitched and spasmed, wearing an expression of utter devastation.

    Idoro

    Silhouetted.. and appearing only as a dark shadow to Trinidee... Audlan made his way forward, silently. The monster would just not quit.. and it seemed as if he wasn't done just yet.

    Creepily enough, as he grinned once more, his teeth were slightly illuminated, and were the only features Trinidee could make out as he came closer..

    TCR

    Trinidee wasn't aware of what was happening any more. Her body started to settle, her legs straightening out, spreading away from each other. "It's not over..." she realized.

    Idoro

    A hand suddenly shot out from the form of Audlan, snatching her up. Trinidee could feel herself being lifted off the ground..

    Audlan pressed his face close to hers, nuzzling her harshly, pressing his face against her and moving his tongue over her lips. "Mine.... mine... mine.." he repeated, over and over.. "All.. mine.."

    Suddenly.. the area around them, the entire concert stage.. began to grow dim and dark.. very dark..

    TCR

    Trinidee hated Audlan slobbering over her. Darkness seemed to be enveloping them and she welcomed oblivion...but the bitter taste in her mouth assured her she was still awake. She scanned the area with a confused look on her face, Audlan's fluids still spilling from her open mouth.

    Idoro

    Audlan, still holding Trinidee as if she were his swooned lover in his arms suddenly bowed slightly.. and spoke. "Greetings, master."

    Trinidee couldn't help but feel like there was another presence in the room.. and she know who it was.

    "Did you enjoy her company?" asks a dark, calm voice.. with a hint of a Middle Eastern accent.

    TCR

    "D...Darkur..." Trinidee muttered. She should have known he wouldn't be far. Her costume torn and soiled, she felt intensely vulnerable in the presence of the two villains.

    Idoro

    "Oh.. I did.." Audlan said, using his free hand to gently massage Trinidee's vagina. "Very much..."

    "So.. you were not disappointed that she was not Shyne. That is good."

    "So, what will do now? Kill her? She isn't much use to us alive or dead."

    Audlan smiled.. there was only one thing he had in mind for Trinidee..

    TCR

    Trinidee's good hand moved to Audlan's, half-heartedly trying to pry it away. The massage actually felt pleasant compared to everything else that he'd done to her. "Stop..." Still, everything about Audlan made her skin crawl. She didn't want to die, but it would be an improvement over this situation.

    Idoro

    "No.." Audlan said, lifting his hand up and licking the taste of her juices clean. "I beat her fair and square.. she is my prize. I shall take her with me."

    Darkur smirked. "I would imagine human women in your dimension would be quite.. exotic."

    Audlan nodded. "Yes.. and she will serve me.."

    TCR

    Trinidee shuddered as they talked about her like she was a piece of meat. She opened her mouth to speak, a dull whisper escaping: "Audlan...I did what you want...let me go..."

    Idoro

    Audlan looked to Trinidee, his grin turning into a frown. "Master.. she still resists.. if I could be so bold to ask.. would you care to... give her a little taste of your own power?"

    Darkur looked on to Trinidee, his eyes beginning to glow. "If you insist, Audlan" he said calmly.

    Dark shadowy tendrils began to materialize on his back.. and at the same time, Trinidee could feel an overwhelming feeling of despair set in..

    TCR

    Trinidee tugged at Audlan's clothes. "You said...you said..."

    Idoro

    Trinidee's tugs were met with no response.. as the tendrils shot forth from Darkur, enveloping her in icy pain.. her entire body began to suffer from its effects- the spirits inside of her would feel as if they were on fire!

    "Embrace the darkness, Miss Trinidee" Darkur said coldly, standing completely still as his tendrils did all the work.

    TCR

    Trinidee's body, which had been lifeless, suddenly became very tight as every nerve was assaulted by Darkur's unholy powers. The calmness of Darkur only made the experience more unsettling. Her finger nails nearly ripped through her gloves as she got a death grip on Audlan's bicep. "Hrrrrnnnaaaahhh..."

    Idoro

    Audlan did not flinch as her fingers dug in.. his only acknowledgement of the ordeal was his devilish grin.. that would simply not go away..

    "Be seeing you." Darkur said as the tendrils withdrew from Trinidee's body, draining her of her energy entirely. A few seconds more, and he had disappeared.

    "And the fun has only begun my dear.." Audlan said to Trinidee in a jovial tone, his head orifice opening up and emitting a strange greenish light...

    TCR

    The entities within seemed...absent. Their presence reinforced her body, which unfortunately allowed her to withstand ordeals like this. Whatever Darkur did, they were unable to help her now.

    She wanted nothing more than to wipe that smile off his face, but that wasn't going to happen on this day. She began to blink, her eyes stinging from the mysterious light.

    Idoro

    The light became brighter.. and brighter.. until it completely engulfed Trinidee's field of vision..

    When Trinidee next came to, she would awake somewhere new.. inside somewhere. Most of her strength had returned, but only a portion.

    There was one problem.. she could not move. Her body was bound somehow..

    TCR

    To her own surprise, Trinidee did not panic. She still felt weak, but at least she wasn't being molested anymore. Not at the moment, anyway. She attempted to move, but she was unable.

    "Audlan! Where have you taken me?!?"

    Idoro

    There was no answer.. a few second passed, and Trinidee heard a dull 'thud'...

    Suddenly, her legs began to spread of their own accord..

    TCR

    "H...hey! Hey! Wait! Audlan! Help! Somebody help!" Trinidee's thigh muscles flexed, but it only made her tired. Whatever was doing this was intent on having its way.

    Idoro

    Something cold and metallic suddenly pushed up against Trinidee's exposed vagina..

    It moved up and down slowly, just rubbing the surface...

    TCR

    "Huh? N...nnnh..." A shiver ran down Trinidee's spine all the way to her toes. She renewed her efforts to escape even though she knew the results would be the same. As she struggled, the intruding object maintained its methodical movement.

    Idoro

    The probe moved up a bit more, prodding its way inside Trinidee.. and it seemed even colder the more it went up..

    TCR

    Trinidee's tongue shot out as the probe made its way past the lips of her vagina. "Why are you doing this?" she managed to say before she was silenced by the probe, which continued on as if it had a mind of its own.

    Idoro

    The probe was bitterly cold.. and even worse..

    It began to vibrate...

    Deeper it went, vibrating against her sensitive flesh!

    TCR

    Trinidee's pussy began to loosen up. Maybe she could deal with this...she just had to be strong...but then the vibrating started. Now she was panicking! She strained and flexed but her bonds were unyielding.

    "NNNNNNNHHH! NNNNNNNNH!" she bucked wildly as the probe penetrated further while stimulating her against her will. The area between her legs was starting to get moist...

    Idoro

    From behind Trinidee, she could feel someone creep up from behind her..

    "Yes.. perfect.." the voice of Audlan said as his hands came over her breasts. "Nice and pert now.."

    "Shall we up the vibrations my dear?"

    TCR

    Trinidee's nipples were thick from the excitement, which Audlan obviously appreciated. There was also a lot of jiggling. The vibrations from the probe were felt all over.

    Trinidee shook her head vigorously. "No! Turn it off! Stop this!"

    Idoro

    As if on cue with Audlan's squeezing of her breasts, the probe began to intensify its vibrations..

    "Oh.. did I mention today is backwards day? Kyahahaha!"

    Audlan began slurping Trinidee's face once more, his tongue seeming to be even longer than before.. "And you taste so good.."

    TCR

    "Stop...stop...stop..." she kept repeating the request, more out of habit than anything. Audlan's tongue was even more revolting and she turned her head away as much as she could.

    The vibrations increased and Trinidee's body tensed up again. She could tear a muscle from the strain the probe is putting on her. There was no denying the wet feeling in her pussy anymore.

    Idoro

    The probe, having done its job suddenly stops and pulls itself away.. when meanwhile, Audlan has taken to moving his slimy tongue around Trinidee's breasts, working his way around to her front.

    He withdraws his tongue suddenly and Trinidee's legs are suddenly brought forward and up, leaving her in an awkward sitting position with her legs spread forward..

    TCR

    The orgasm left Trinidee even weaker than before. She hung her head and was left panting, her own juices running down her thigh.

    "Audlan..." she moaned in response to his tongue running over her chest. "Audlan!" she said louder, when the tongue retracted and her lower body was moved into another embarrassing position. Innocent though she was, even she knew where this was going.

    Idoro

    There was a soft plopping sound, and Audlan came closer, wrapping his arms around Trinidee.. as something warm and fleshy pushed itself against her vagina. "And now.. we shall seal our new life together..."

    He leaned in and gave her a kiss on the lips.. "My sweet one!"

    TCR

    Trinidee took a deep breath as Audlan began to fuck her. She'd endured so much and now this...what kind of heroine was she?

    "Aaaah!" she screamed hopelessly. It was cut short by another of Audlan's sinister kisses. She found herself crying again and hated herself for being so weak. Her eyes were shut tightly as Audlan nibbled on her bottom lip.

    Idoro

    Audlan continued his raping.. his de-flowering of the heroine Trinidee.. the once up-and-coming, proud heroine.. long-time friend and ally of Shyne..

    Now, forever banished to this cruel, alien world.. and subjected to the will of the sinister Audlan, who had beaten her entirely.

    As he thrusted into her more and more, his body began to sweat.. and his cruel laughter was all that filled her ears..

    "You're mine.. until the day you die.. you will never escape this place.." he said between heaves. "My.. lifemate.."

    TCR

    "Hng...unph...huuh...haagk..." Every thrust was sheer torture for Trinidee, both physically and mentally. Her legs kicked up as Audlan pumped away with seemingly no end in sight. "Aaah! I'm yours...aaah! Haaah! Yours..."

    Idoro

    Nestling her close, Audlan whispers into her ear.. "Of course.. it is tradition among my people.. to share our mates.. I'm sure you can get along with all seven-hundred of my kinsmen.."

    Audlan withdrew himself from Trinidee and left her dripping with his and her own juices, his footsteps as he trailed away growing softer.. until he was heard no more...

    (BAD END)
     
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  3. TheCrimsonRisk

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    Some time ago, Raden wrote a story called Taki's Thrashing. Apparently, it didn't go quite as far as he wanted it to go the first time so he brought me in to work out an RP that might finally "exorcise the demons", so to speak.


    Taki's Thrashing (Supplemental)

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    Taresh (Raden)

    hahaha. Oh, Taki. You're such a fool. I've seen you wandering around with that stupid little glowstick you call a dagger for ten minutes now, looking confused.

    Sword glows bright... gets dim... turn around, gets bright.... walk... gets dim.... and you just can't understand why!

    You've found the spot, you say? There's nothing here? Hm. Perhaps you've just met the biggest challenge you've ever faced....

    Perhaps there are demons capable of hiding from your little toothpick?

    As much as I downplay it, I do know I have to watch that sword. I am sure it will mess up even myself.

    Well... enough of watching you wander around like a lost animal...

    I suppose I must make my introduction... but first, a little shapechanging... how will it feel to look into the mirror?

    As you turn around for the umpteenth time, you're caught off guard when I appear out of nowhere and snap a kick into your wrist, sending your enchanted sword skittering across the floor of the ruined coliseum you've been pacing in for the last while now.

    "Hello, Taki. Are you surprised to see... you?"

    Taki (TheCrimsonRisk)

    I did my best to keep my heartrate steady as my sword flickered on and off, warning me of some unseen presence. I hate pacing back and forth like this, but I assume whatever demon is present would simply reveal itself...this one is patient. Playful, even.

    My muscles tensed inside of my skintight red leotard, ready for an attack at any moment. It was a warm evening and I'd left my mask behind so I could breathe better. The moon reflected deeply in my beautiful eyes and I pursed my lips in concentration. What is going on here?

    "Oof!" My suspicions were correct and I was disarmed by an assailant that looked exactly like myself. "A cute trick," I said. "Cease this charade. At least have the honour to be vanquished in your true form."

    Taresh

    "Silly..." I chide. "Of course I'll show you my true form... soon, anyway. Until then..." I raise my hands in a battle stance. Yours, in fact, minus the swords. Your nonmagical one is like a feather against a body borne of the underworld...

    "So then, Vanquisher... vanquish me."

    Taki

    "No weapon? Foolish." I remained confident though it was clear that this was no ordinary trickster. The illusion was flawless.

    I'm not interested in playing games. What is the point of this charade anyway? To make me lose focus? No chance. I dash forward and aim my dagger at your throat, not hesitating for a second.

    Taresh

    As you dart in, for... whatever reason... I thought you were smarter than that? I catch you by the throat with one hand, a little of the large amounts of physical strength I possess on display. I pull you in close, so you're face to face with me.

    "I thought you were a little more tactical than that. Such a pity."

    I push you backwards. Surely a ninja of your caliber can recover from such a tumble.

    I would hope. I f you can't, this will be a sad fight.

    Taki

    "Hrnk!" Your speed and strength surprise me. I'm unable to get off a proper attack, instead trying to get your fingers away from my neck. I cough as you shove me away. "Keep talking," I think to myself. I scoot forward and prop myself up on my side, looking to catch you off guard with a sweeping kick.

    Taresh

    Seeing your attack coming, I backflip gracefully away. It's something you've done before. Is it unnerving to see it all done against you?

    "As long as I'm in this from, I can do anything you can..." I coo gently, half informing and half teasing with the information.

    "Try me again?" I make a "come on" gesture with my hand.

    Taki

    My leg scrapes against the ground and raises up but only catches air. I won't be frustrated by you. As my legs whirl around, I rotate onto my stomach before placing my hand on the ground and executing a quick handstand. The flawless curves of my ass are evident in my outfit.

    I flip forward landing on my feet before entering a combat stance of my own. "Why don't you show me something besides tough talk and bad impressions?"

    Taresh

    "Oh, this is hardly an impression, or an illusion... this is pure dark sorcery. Rest assured, I am very much you... physically, anyway."

    "But, if you insist...."

    suddenly, I take two quick steps and a flying leap, gaining more height than you could due to my strength letting me push off harder. I come down in a perfect flying kick aimed right at your face.

    Taki

    I go to meet you, but at the last second I bend backwards as far as I can letting you pass over me. Your foot glides just past my nose as I arch my body. Close. When you land, I right myself and move to grab you around the waist.

    Pressed against you, I understand now what you mean by "dark sorcery". Your smell, the feel of your body...it's all too familiar. "Reveal yourself, demon!" I command again.

    Taresh

    I pretend to be caught off guard on landing... allowing you to throw an attack, or perform a throw of sorts. Nothing quite like a little subterfuge...

    "Wh-wha?" I ask.

    Taki

    You are like me, but it's clear there's a strength difference. Rather than wrestle you to the ground, I reach to my waist and retrieve my dagger. "This ends now!" I pull my arm back, prepared to drive my weapon into your neck...

    Taresh

    "Oh, that silly little unenchanted thing? Ha. You amuse me, silly girl."

    I reach behind me and grab your ponytail. I bend forward, slinging you over my head and body slamming you into the floor.

    "Unfortunately, I always break my toys..."

    Taki

    I try to roll with the throw, but I land on my butt and the impact goes up my spine. "Ow!" I say under my breath. Finishing my roll, I turn and sling the dagger right between your eyes. "Hyaah!"

    Taresh

    I catch it by the blade with my bare hand, snatching it out of the air. With my other hand, I lash out and grab you by the hair, then bang your head off the concrete floor.

    "This is really getting tiresome, but I appreciate the gift of this blade..."

    Taki

    The distance between us is gone in a flash and I can't react in time to stop you from grabbing me.

    "Auuggh!" I yelp. My eyes are filled with spots as my skull bounces off the ground. I curl up with both my hands clutching my aching head.

    Taresh

    "By now you've surely surmised I can do everything you can... only better... much better."

    "I'm a better you than you..."

    I walk around you like a cat toying with a mouse, and deliver a kick to your back with the top of my foot, like I'm kicking a field goal.

    Taki

    "Aaauunngh!" I'm forced out of my defensive position, straightening up awkwardly in reaction to the kick. I do a log roll to create some space before slowly rising onto my hands and knees.

    Taresh

    I come towards you, circling around behind you. When I get close, I raise my foot, and stomp down hard on your back.

    "Down, dog."

    Taki

    As my chest and stomach are pushed down again, I grit my teeth in anger. How dare you treat me like this? Your arrogance will be your downfall.

    I spin quickly, my dagger in my hand once more and thrust in it into your thigh. "Ha!" I exclaim.

    Taresh

    The dagger passes through my leg, but not being enchanted (lucky me) it does little damage. There's that subterfuge thing I was talking about...

    I drop to the ground holding my leg, and cry out in pain... just waiting for you to come in after me, like the spider luring a fly into her web...

    Taki

    I was expecting a more visceral response, but the attack seems to have worked and I follow up immediately. I dive forward and kneel next to you. Taking the dagger in both hands, I stab it downwards to open up your belly.

    Taresh

    I let it happen, as you expect an evisceration.... and are surprised when it stops dead after about an inch!

    Taking advantage of it, I flash a wicked grin, and then suddenly pull you into a triangle choke hold, wrapping my legs around you and pulling you in, putting the squeeze on.

    Taki

    Again, my attack doesn't produce the expected response but this time it doesn't even connect! I redouble my efforts to finish the fight, but it is as if an invisible chain is keeping my arms up. "What...?"

    I don't have time to figure things out as you snake your legs around my upper body. I drop the dagger instantly as I immediately start to feel light headed from the pressure around my neck. I try to stand, but the clumsy escape attempt only makes me tire faster.

    I get up to a knee, dizzy.

    Taresh

    "Huh. I thought you were such a mighty demon huntress. You're not that good after all, are you?" I cinch up the choke hold tighter.

    "No matter. Perhaps you just haven't met anyone quite like me yet."

    Taki

    "Don't...unnh...flatter yourself...aaah..." I try to reach forward and grab onto some part of your body, but the choke is on tight and you have all the leverage. I weakly pound my fist against your stomach and try to stand again, but with every movement I only seem to sink in deeper.

    Taresh

    Your toughness is the thing of legends, and you hold on for quite a while, surprising even myself. Alas, you are still human, and you do still start to fade eventually.

    As you do, I drop you. I want you to feel eeeeverything coming up next...

    I scoop you up with ease, like you were a sack of laundry. With a sharp movement, I drop you with a backbreaker over my knee.

    "Ooh.. I bet that hurts a human, doesn't it? Were humans made to bend that way?"

    Taki

    Every time I'm about to black out, I manage to shift my neck and take in a rare breath. I feel slow and sluggish but I can't pass out otherwise...no! Can't even consider it.

    When you free me, I fall back relieved. I manage two precious breaths before you grab the front of my leotard and lift me off the ground. You're not hiding your strength anymore.

    *crack*

    Something immediately goes in my back as I collide with your knee. The thin material that covers my body offers no protection. I lay across your leg, my mouth hanging open in exhaustion.

    Taresh

    "Done already? How disappointing... I expected much better from the mighty huntress Taki..."

    I stand with ease, holding on to you. I set you down, but it's only so I can put my arm between your legs and scoop you up. Holding you around the waist upside down, I drop down in a tombstone piledriver.

    "That's something I learned watching another of my kind torture one of yours... oh, it hurt her terribly..."

    I remain on my knees lording over you after you've settled onto your back.

    Taki

    "Put me...down..." I try to wiggle out of your grip, but the pain in my back saps my strength. I'm confused as you turn me upside down, my legs kicking helplessly. My crotch is right under your chin and I can feel your hot breath against it. I close my eyes as your intentions become clear.

    *thunk*

    My head connects with the ground sharply and I completely lose my senses for a second. My vision is extremely blurry and the sight of my own body in front of me is even more disorienting.

    My body feels numb, but my hand instinctively moves to the top of my head. My hair feels wet.

    Taresh

    I spin around slowly, making a dramatic show of putting a leg over you, and then I sit on your chest in a mount position.

    "Tell me, Taki... Have you ever been... close to someone?"

    "You see..." I produce the dagger you'd used on me earlier.

    "By now you must know just how badly I will mess you up..."

    "You may be wondering why."

    "I wouldn't blame you if you'd forgotten. You kill so many demons, they're nobody, right? They aren't human and so their lives are ended with no mercy..."

    I reach behind me and run the dagger across your stomach, but so lightly you aren't even sure anything had happened, until you feel a cold sensation. Your bodysuit now sports a long slit across it close to the crotch.

    "One of those demons you killed was my brother. He injured you, spilled your blood. I watched as you drove that enchanted sword into his neck, drained his life. Killed at your hands."

    "I vowed I'd get my revenge one day... and I tasted the blood he spilled from you."

    "And that lets me appear as I do now..."

    I slide my hand into the slash on your bodysuit, and start to rub your crotch a little.

    "And I vowed I would break you..."

    "Any way I had to..."

    "And what better way to do it than by taking the mighty huntress down and defeating her... completely... and totally."

    Taki

    My skin crawls as the demoness relays her story. Somehow...somehow I do remember the demon she was talking about. He was particularly nasty and sadistic. He'd butchered hundreds. Destroying him was a pleasure.

    "Didn't know...family was so important...to monsters..." The weight you're putting on me mashes my squishy chest. I turn my hips trying to buck you off, but you won't budge.

    You hold me still and open up my leotard. I have no fear of being naked, but pinned under you like this I'm made aware of my vulnerability. "Don't..." My hands move to deflect yours, but you force your way between my legs. My body trembles at your touch.

    Break me...no...

    Taresh

    I smile as you shudder at my touch.

    "That's right, Taki. Completely... and totally."

    Sitting back a little, I pull you up by your hair so you're sitting, with my legs around you, trapping you.

    "You want to see my true form, do you? Very well. I feel it only fair you know who is your better, after all."

    I shimmer for a bit like a mirage straining to keep form... and when it's finished, I've materialized my true self to you.

    "This is who will break the mighty huntress..." I coo gently, almost sensually.

    Then I pull you forward suddenly, and force a kiss on you, at the same time putting two fingers into your crotch and beginning to slowly work up a rhythm.

    Taki

    Like an anaconda, you wrap around me. It's a disgusting sensation. The feeling in my arms comes and goes and they lay unmoving on your thighs.

    With my damaged vision, I have trouble interpreting what's happening, but when your monstrous form is finally revealed my heart sinks. What have I gotten myself into?

    Your kiss burns my soft lips as you bite down. I cringe, shutting my eyes tightly. No sooner do they close when they are forced open again from the shock of your fingers against my vagina. "Mmmmph! Nnnnuuuh!"

    Taresh

    "It really would be so much easier if you just stopped fighting it, little one..."

    I begin to work a steady, harder rhythm into your lower body, as I continue to kiss you, moving to your neck.

    Taki

    "No...stop..." My protest sounds more sensual than I intend, but your gestures are electrifying. My knees go weak as your fingers go deeper and quicker. My head tilts back as you explore my head and neck with your mouth.

    Taresh

    "That's much better... give in to your body, Taki... there's no use fighting..."

    The thought of having such a powerful demon huntress in my grasp, making her feel what I want her to feel, is exhilarating and drives me more, as I accelerate the rubbing motion, rocking with the motion you're creating to form almost a symbiotic rhythm.

    Taki

    My arms are dead from the beating and the ordeal you're putting me through now. My legs stretch out and start to kick as your fingers work their dark magic. I moan softly as I feel myself being forced to orgasm.

    Taresh

    The moan as you climax is one of the sweetest sounds I could have imagined. Every twitch and spasm produced from you is felt through me, more ammunition to keep the ordeal going.

    "Yessss..." I hiss gently. "That's right... let it happen."

    "Is it true that human females are capable of... more than one of these?"

    The question is not only rhetoric, but lets you know just how far from over this is..."

    Taki

    My juices pour out of me and run down my thigh, staining my leggings. I shiver as my knees go weak. I arch backwards, going heavy in your arms, my bountiful breasts flopping in front of your face. They threaten to pop out as the slit in my leotard expands.

    I look into your eyes and shake my head. "Please...no...no more..."

    Taresh

    "Oh, there will be much... much more...."

    "I look down, and giggle softly. "You seem a little... wet there..." the crotch of your slashed bodysuit stained a darker colour now.

    I get around behind you, so that you're in my lap now. Giving you little time to shake it off, I force my fingers into you again and begin to pound that same rhythm of domination into your body, every thrust feeling almost electric in pleasure... physically, anyway. Funny thing about the body's primal urges, they can overwrite a lot of things.

    Taki

    You move behind me, giving me a chance to look down at the mess around my lower body. Ooh...how could you...how could I...?

    "Hnngh!" I gasp as your fingers enter me once more. I open my mouth to talk, but I can only release embarrassing squeals as you have your way with me.

    Taresh

    I sidle up close to you, pulling you to me slowly, to let you know you're trapped.

    "Do it for me again... little one..." as I keep pumoing my fingers in you in a fast rhythm.

    Your body tenses and goes slack, a sign of an impending climax... as well as the domination I've seeked to manifest for so long.

    Taki

    My breasts jiggle up and down from the activity, undoubtedly making this even more enjoyable for you and more humiliating for me. My squeals become throaty moans and I cry out loudly as I ejaculate again, my fluids bursting onto your fingertips. I fall out of your arms, my face flat against the floor, juice dripping from my pussy. My thick rump sticks up in the air.

    Taresh

    "Ahhhh... yes... how the mighty fall."

    I wipe my hand off onto your clothing.

    "But, there is one more I have for you..... Oh yes, you are not through yet..."

    I pick you up again, dead weight at this point, and haul you over my shoulders in a torture rack.

    But this is a special one....

    Yet again, my fingers find the inside of your vagina as you're put through more of this torment.

    At the same time, the middle and ring finger on my other hand is shoved coldly into your mouth. I press on your neck with my thumb, creating a mandible claw.

    I then start to bounce you up and down. Your mind doesn't know what is what between the backbreaking pain, the choke and the carnal pleasure your vagina is generating right now.

    "One more release, Taki... I know you can do it for me."

    Taki

    I try to make myself as heavy as possible, but after two orgasms my muscles are completely flat. You place me in the torture rack with ease and I immediately start to scream, but I'm stopped by your fingers being jammed into my mouth.

    The unique claw hold, something I'd never experienced before, brings tears to my eyes and I choke and gurgle as you clamp down.

    The pain in my back is indescribable and another bone breaks from the force you're exerting. The slit in my outfit gets larger and the bottom of my breasts flop out.

    Despite the punishment I'm being forced to endure, it is the stimulation of my vagina that overtakes everything else. I'm being tortured and I have no strength whatsover but I...I can't orgasm again! I won't give you that satisfaction.

    With what's left of my willpower, I try to pinch my thighs together and deny you access. I can tell it's not having much effect as you continue to drill me without remorse.

    Taresh

    "Still trying to fight it? Right until the end. Hmm. But you know in the end, Taki... I've won. All you have to do is let the inevitable happen...."

    The bouncing is compounding all three sensations now...

    Taki

    My spine makes a sick, unearthly sound as it's bent across your thick shoulders. Tears fall from the corners of my eyes as I silently pray for mercy that isn't coming.

    My thighs give up the fight and my arms and legs dangle uselessly. Finally, I can't take anymore and I orgasm for a third time. My whole body shudders and shakes like a ruined puppet. My juices run down your arm and onto your chest. I sob. It's the only thing I can do until you decide you're finished.

    Taresh

    The third one is the most powerful orgasm yet, and I know immediately when it's happened, in more ways than one.

    As you tense and don't relax, I know this is it, and sure enough, you can't fight anymore, and the climax I was waiting for happens.

    I slow and then stop the bouncing torture rack. I remove my fingers from both orifices on your body, allowing you to breathe once more, although after this, I'm not sure if you wish you were or not.

    I roughly drop you off my shoulders and onto the floor of the coliseum ruins.

    You're quite the mess. The crotch of your bodysuit is stained dark down your thighs, reaching your knees.

    Your hair is a rumpled mess, and your bodysuit's been ruined beyond redemption.

    I roll you face down, with no resistance. You've been physically, emotionally and mentally desecrated.

    I squat over you, and put your arms up around my thighs, then pull your head back in a camel clutch, just enough to hurt, not necessarily break things.

    Don't want you dead, after all. How else would you live with the shame of defeat?

    Taki

    As soon as I'm dropped on the hard ground, I know there will be bruises on my delicate flesh. "Oooooh...uuh..."

    On my stomach now, I can feel the cold concrete against my bare skin. It's almost the only thing I can feel now.

    "It's over...it's over...it's..."

    It's not over as I feel you sit down on my back and lock me into another brutal submission hold. No matter how hard you try to hold back, your strength is too much for my frail form. Bones grind and muscles tear and I'm reminded just how helpless I am...how stupid I was to fight you...

    "Ahhh...AAAIIIIIIEEEE!!!"

    Taresh

    "Don't worry, my little one... today's suffering is almost done... but you will forever live with the shame of what has happened here..."

    Hissing gently, as if in rapture, I pull your head up, and at the same time, lean forward, sinking my razor sharp fangs deep into your neck.

    I drink deeply of your blood, taking care to leave enough so you'll live.

    It's hard to do though, as yours in particular is so delicious....but I force myself to stop, leaving you looking a little pale on the coliseum floor.

    Taki

    I'm pulled back even further, stretched to my limit, but the agony in my back becomes secondary to the piercing pain in my neck. I can't fight it...I belong to you...as you slurp away, I welcome oblivion, but you stop just before I expire.

    I lay on the floor, barely moving. Only the occasional twitch indicates any signs of life.

    Taresh

    "What a shameful defeat... I thought you were so much better a huntress than this."

    "Forever know that the mighty Taki, Huntress of Demons, was bested by one... named Taresh."

    "Let my name haunt your mind until your final day, Taki..."

    "Along with the memory of your... humiliation."

    I create a portal leading back to my realm, and it wisps away behind me as I step though it, leaving you laying motionless, beaten and soaked on the coliseum floor.
     
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  4. Raden

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    I'd been looking to do this one for a while, but between not being able to find anyone willing to do it, finding them and them not having the time, and then a false start where we couldn't seem to get past the beginning, I was ready to just give up on it and go revisit that story. Which I might still do some day, but I don't necessarily feel the need to right now.

    Then I saw an RP TCR posted before taking it down, and I knew that if he could do that one, he could do the one I was looking for, and since he's just so good at these, I asked him about it and he said he would, but couldn't guarantee when so I may have to wait. No problem. Yesterday (as of this writing) he asked me if I was up to it while I playing Terraria and I don't think I've ever shut that game off so fast before. lol.
     
  5. onlinehero

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    Taki messing her suit unwillingly is HOT! Real dream scenario :P
     
  6. TheCrimsonRisk

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    When SufferingLily came to me on IRC expressing her fondness for Ms. Marvel, all I could say was: "Why haven't we RP'd before?" We are both regulars on the ryonani channel so it only made sense for us to finally pair up. For those of you who don't know who Ultraman is, he's completely evil Superman from another dimension. For those of you who don't know who Ms. Marvel is...what are you even doing here? :p

    Ultraman Meets Ms. Marvel


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    Ultraman (TheCrimsonRisk)

    Ultraman cursed loudly as he fell from the sky, making a crater in the middle of what looked to be a small town. He had been told that the dimensional transportation wouldn't be so...uncomfortable.

    "Bah!" He stood up rubbing his neck. "It'll be worth it if I can get my hands on one of those pompous Justice League losers. Maybe even that delicious Wonder Woman...mmmmh..."

    His spirits were lifted slightly when he saw the destruction caused by his arrival. Several people lay around him either dead or injured. The sound of sirens filled the air as the local authorities soon made their way to the site. Ultraman prepared himself for further violence.

    Still, something felt...off. He'd travelled to the Justice League's dimension many times and his enhanced senses were telling him that something was off...this place...

    "Where am I?"

    Ms. Marvel (SufferingLily)

    Ms. Marvel heard the crash long before the sirens began as she flew through the skies of a small city. Her long blonde hair whipped in the wind as she flew toward the crash site, unsure of what to expect.

    She arrived to find a crater surrounded by emergency vehicles. However the emergency personnel stood to the side not trying to help those that were obviously injured.

    She hovered toward the ground and eventually saw a figure standing tall in the smoke, his expression fierce. Her feet touched softly to the ground and she approached him slowly to try and sort all this out.

    "Who are you exactly?"

    Ultraman

    Ultraman heard the superheroine coming from a mile away. At that speed, it could only be Wonder Woman, as he had hoped. He licked his lips before using his super breath to clear away the smoke and dust. Once everything was clear, he had a better view of his opponent.

    Long, luscious legs draped in skintight black boots. A matching leotard that left little to the imagination. Elbow-length gloves wrapped around sleek muscle. Gorgeous blonde hair swirling around one of the most beautiful faces Ultraman had seen in any universe. He felt his tights get a little tighter.

    "I was looking for Wonder Woman, but...hell, you'll certainly do. Yesss..." He started to walk forward, not answering the heroine's question.

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel watched the man's eyes wander over her lecherously and felt a look of disgust creep onto her face. She'd grown somewhat used to that look given her outfit but for some reason it felt even more repellent coming from him.

    She stood her ground as he approached but she made for an imposing figure. His outfit labelled him as a psycho or a super powered entity but that was hardly what stood out about him. He was quite tall and his muscles nearly burst from his tight spandex. She noted with disgust again that his muscles were not the only thing threatening to burst forth.

    "Did you do this?" She asked, her voice harder this time.

    Ultraman

    Ultraman put a hand innocently against his own chest. "This? Me? No. And I'm being perfectly honest...this was an accident. The perils of interdimensional travel. I'm fine though, thank you for asking." Getting an idea in his head, he stopped walking just a few feet away from Ms. Marvel.

    "I'm not one to relish collateral damage. Intentional on the other hand..." His head whipped to one side and he unleashed a blast of heat vision at a near buy cop car! The vehicle burst into flames, incinerating the driver and badly burning the officers surrounding it. "Ha ha ha! Now that...that was all on me."

    Ms. Marvel

    The shock only lasted for a moment but that was all it took. Before Ms. Marvel could even react a nearby police car exploded into a ball of flame as lasers shot out of the stranger's eyes. For a moment she could only stare in wide eyed horror.

    However her horror was almost immediately replaced by rage. Ms. Marvel leapt forward with a shout, her fist smashing into the murderer's jaw and sending him flying backward.

    "I'll show you intentional damage!"

    Ultraman

    Despite his previous experiences with Wonder Woman and other superheroines, Ultraman didn't think much of Ms. Marvel. It was a costly mistake.

    He was still reveling in his atrocity and the blow caught him clean. It hurt him much more than he expected too. "Arrrgggh!"

    The supervillain went flying backwards, past the surrounding vehicles and into a thick telephone pole. It came crashing down on top of him, momentarily pinning him. He took a moment to rest, not sure what had just happened.

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel took to the sky, watching her opponent shake his head as if to clear it. She was surprised that her punch hadn't finished him off but she would not give him the opportunity to hurt any more innocents.

    Her hands began to glow as she gathered energy into them and moments later two bolts of power surged through the air toward the figure in blue spandex. Ms. Marvel speed after the projectiles as soon as they left her hands preparing to smash into her opponent with both feet after the beams hit.

    She was prepared to finish this fast and hard.

    Ultraman

    "Alright, that does it. Now it's my turn you biiiiii---!" The follow-up attack again caught Ultraman off-guard. Despite being incredibly strong and fast, his overconfidence made him vulnerable. Were it not for his superhuman constitution, he'd have been vaporized!

    Ms. Marvel's feet were buried in his chest and he sank into the ground. It hurt, sure...but he'd been hit much harder than that. Still, it wasn't a bad view from where he was. Looking up at Ms. Marvel, she seemed like a blonde goddess. He faked being unconscious...

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel bent down to examine the defeated figure beneath her. He lay still and his eyes were closed which was no great surprise. She had a hard time thinking of anyone who could withstand such an attack from her.

    She stepped off of him and grabbed a piece of rebar, exposed from her opponent's arrival. Ms. Marvel lifted Ultraman roughly by his spandex and flipped him onto his stomach.

    It only took her moments to fashion them into makeshift handcuffs which she used to secure his hands behind his back. As she did so her body was dangerously close to Ultraman's her impressive bust brushing against him now and then.

    Once she was done she stood up, apparently satisfied with her work. "Well you weren't so tough as you looked, were you big guy?"

    Ultraman

    He'd never admit it, but the feeling of being manhandled by this woman was really turning him on. He'd have to remember that for when he got home. But first...

    "Oooow...ooooh...ooohahaha...hee hee..." He couldn't play dead any longer. The thought of this woman thinking she'd defeated the mighty Ultraman was too amusing to him. He started to shake, eventually vibrating to the point that the ground was rumbling. In a flash, he easily snapped the rebar restraints before twirling up into the air, hovering in front of Ms. Marvel.

    "Aaah...I'll tell ya doll face, I haven't felt anything like that in a while." His hands were on his hips, his impressive chest jutting out. "Now...where were we?"

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel stumbled back in surprise as the rebar snapped like twigs. In a flash Ultraman was hovering before her and seemed none the worse despite her attacks.

    "Doll face" she said in an incredulous voice. No one had ever called her that... and she wasn't about to let them start.

    She flew at him with both arms outstretched, ready to pound him again. He was certainly tough but she'd faced tough opponent's before.

    Ultraman

    Playtime was over. Just when Ms. Marvel thought she might hit him again, his hands were wrapped around her wrists stopping her in her tracks. "Now, I've been rude haven't I? Getting into all this rough stuff without introducing myself..."

    His boot shot up and buried itself between Ms. Marvel's legs.

    "The name is Ultraman."

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel was stopped in her tracks completely as if a child being restrained by an adult. Her eyes went wide with shock but quickly went even wider with pain.

    The booted foot moved like lightning slamming into her crotch with remorseless strength. An involuntary shriek left her lips as the pain spread through her womanhood causing moisture to spring unbidden into her eyes.

    She struggled to break free of his grasp but all that earned her was an amused smile from her captor. "I'm Ms. Marvel... and you'll pay for that."

    Her voice came out tinged with pain and her confidence didn't quite match her words.

    Ultraman

    "Ms. Marvel, huh? Ah ha ha ha! Are there any heroines who don't have ridiculous names?" When he stopped laughing, he was able to appreciate the pained look on Ms. Marvel's face. He wanted to take her right there in the dirt, but...she had to be taught a lesson first.

    Releasing one of her hands, he reared back and delivered a back hand slap hard across her face! It was akin to a normal human being getting struck by a sledgehammer. Clearly, he had no qualms about hurting a woman.

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel's whole body yanked with the smack and her head snapped to the side painfully. Her arm pulled painfully as she was held in place by his other hand.

    She marvelled at his strength. With only a slap her head was spinning and her lip felt as if it might be bleeding... that wasn't supposed to happen.

    However her other arm was free and she tried to uppercut Ultraman, her fist connecting with his chin. However due to her position and the blow she had taken there was barely any power behind it.

    Ultraman

    Now that he was stabilized, Ms. Marvel's punches would be far less effective. If anything, Ultraman could feel her knuckles crumpling against his impossibly resilient chin. "Awww...is that all you got?"

    He decided to respond with an uppercut of his own. Letting her hands go free, Ultraman put all of his strength into delivering a powerful uppercut that smacked Ms. Marvel high up into the air. He flew up to meet her before she could fall...

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel watched in dismay as her punch had no effect at all, instead her fist ached when she pulled it away. His mocking caused her to cringe further as he looked down on her.

    "You basta..." She was cut off as his uppercut sent her launching into the air flailing like a ragdoll. She screamed without meaning to as pain lanced through her jaw.

    She'd never felt this... this helpless fighting anyone before.

    Ultraman

    Ultraman's wicked flight speed allowed him to rise up above Ms. Marvel even as she travelled upwards from his punch. Just as she flattened out and began to fall, he clasped his hands together and drove them down into her rib cage!

    Down...down...down Ms. Marvel went. The collision with the ground would hurt, but what Ultraman had planned was far worse.

    Zipping down past her, Ultraman positioned himself with his knee extended, catching her with a vicious backbreaker! Her sexy body wrapped around his thigh. He placed a hand on her chin and crotch, making sure she could feel herself being bent.

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel shouted in surprise as her adversary was suddenly above her in the blink of an eye. His fists smashed down and it felt like her rib cage exploded with the force. Surely something had to be cracked.

    She plummeted to the earth with another scream, closing her eyes as she prepared to smash into the hard unforgiving ground. If only she were so lucky.

    She fell with a thud against Ultraman's knee, her back wrapping around it as if it were made of rubber. Her eyes shot open and a muffled scream of agony accompanied a loud crack that echoed through the air.

    Ms. Marvel's impressive figure lay across Ultraman's knee, her weak struggles causing her bust to jiggle with the movements. Her long full legs kicked pathetically to no real end.

    Ultraman

    Ultraman soaked in the moment. Easing up on the backbreaking, he took a handful of her hair to stretch her out and get a better look at her. He was mesmerized by the movement of her breasts. "Ssssh..." he said in mock affection. "It will be alright."

    His hand slowly crawled up her belly, coming to a rest along her breasts. He began to caress them slowly, showing little care for any discomfort it might be causing her.

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel blanched at both the tone of Ultraman's voice and his groping hands. She lifted heavy arms and tried to push his hands away but it was pointless to even bother. She could barely budge him.

    "Get your sick kicks somewhere else." She coughed out weakly, trying not to sound quite as pathetic as she felt stretched across his knee being fondled.

    Ultraman

    Ultraman let out an exaggerated gasp. "But...but we're just getting to know each other! Ha!" With a disdainful shove, Ultraman let Ms. Marvel off of his leg. They were still in the air, making it about ten foot drop down to the ground.

    He drifted down behind her, his eyes locked on her body as it struggled to recover...

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel fell to the earth with a dull thud and a groan. She lay there splayed out and coughing for a moment before trying to get to her feet.

    It was a slow painful effort as she got to her hands and knees, her back and chest aching from Ultraman's previous attacks. She couldn't give up though.

    Ms. Marvel thought back to the fondling and feared what else he might do in victory. Her hands started to glow from where she was on all fours, her perfect ass lifted into the air slightly. With a sudden movement she shot an energy beam at where her opponent floated hoping to catch him off guard.

    Ultraman

    Just as he had hoped, Ms. Marvel was reduced to a crawl after what he'd put her through. He could get used to the sight of the blonde on her hands and knees. Luckily, he'd finally learned not to underestimate her.

    *BZZZZZZ*

    The beam headed straight for its target before...hitting nothing but air. Ultraman had easily dodged and swiftly moved behind Ms. Marvel. He grabbed the back of her costume and tugged on it. As the material wedged between her legs, she was forced to stand.

    Ultraman wrapped Ms. Marvel in a bearhug from behind, trapping her arms against her body. He didn't apply any pressure at first, only wanting her to know that she was completely at his mercy. "Beg me to stop and I'll let you go."

    Ms. Marvel

    Before Ms. Marvel could really tell what was happening her energy bolt had missed and her costume was being tugged from behind.

    She was forced to stand on wobbly legs as her outfit rode up somewhat painfully between her legs, giving her opponent and excellent view of her behind. Then his arms suddenly wrapped lightly around her, like a prison.

    At Ultraman's words the heroine felt a rush of anger and humiliation at once. "Go to hell" she snapped without thinking.

    Ultraman

    There were few things Ultraman enjoyed more than a heroine in his arms and he savoured the moment. Her hard body pressed against his, he could have held her for an eternity. He leaned in and breathed deeply. How did they always smell so good?

    He was jarred from his revelry by Ms. Marvel's defiant words..."Go to hell." The response enraged him. He was legendary on his world for both his power and his temper. Ms. Marvel would soon find out why.

    Ultraman started to squeeze.

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel almost immediately regretted her words. His arms started to apply pressure and it was like an avalanche. It grew tighter and tighter long after she'd thought more was impossible.

    It felt as though he were crushing her, as if every bone in her body would break and crumble into dust. Little more than gasps of air escaped her lungs and soon even that was impossible.

    She kicked her legs wildly until she didn't even have the energy to do that. Finally a tiny word little more than a whisper slipped past her luscious red lips, "Please"

    Ultraman

    Just like that, that sweet word got Ultraman to relent just enough to give Ms. Marvel a chance to breathe. He knew better than to break his toys anyway.

    "Please? Please what you little tramp...please...do this...?" One of his hands moved up to fondle her breasts again. There was no holding back his erection now and the closeness of their bodies meant it was poking right up between her delicious ass cheeks.

    "Ha ha ha! You are really something, Marvel. I normally don't mix business..." He leaned in and pressed his lips against her neck, sucking on her sweaty skin. "...with pleasure."

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel had never been so soundly thrashed in her life. As Ultraman's hands groped her and his erection pressed into her ass she could only remember the tremendous strength that had threatened to destroy her only moments before.

    As his lips met her neck she tried to turn away but she could still feel him sucking on her flesh. She wanted to be anywhere but here... the heroine needed rescuing.

    Ultraman

    The taste of the heroine filled Ultraman's senses...but he still wanted something more. What was pleasure if not mixed with a healthy dose of pain?

    "You're not getting off that easy, woman."

    He adjusted his grip so that his arms now slid under her armpits and joined underneath her breasts. With a mighty heave, Ultraman arched backwards and flipped Ms. Marvel so that she came crashing down right on her head! The suplex was delivered with the technique and brutality only a true sadist could be capable of.

    Ms. Marvel

    Cold horror filled Ms. Marvel at Ultraman's words and she suddenly felt herself being lifted backward. With a sudden quick intense motion she was flipped backward by the incredibly powerful Ultraman and her upper back smashed into the ground with an explosive thud.

    The heroine screamed as the force of the blow caused her to flip over and land on her stomach. She could see a small crater where she had hit the earth and tears filled her eyes.

    Despite the pain she got to her hands and knees, turning away from her enemy. She tried to crawl away, the thought of escape consuming her. She moved at a pitifully slow pace due to the aches and pains all over her body.

    Ultraman

    Ultraman again took his time watching Ms. Marvel struggle to regain her bearings. That perfect ass wagging in his face might have been his favourite thing in the whole world. "Oh, Ms. Marvel...you have no idea what you're doing to me." He punctuated his statement with a slap on her behind that was relatively gentle compared to everything else that had happened.

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel yelped as a hand callously smacked her ass, causing it to jiggle slightly. Despite all the pain and humiliation she'd suffered... somehow that hurt her ego the most.

    It was clear escape was impossible so she stopped crawling and tried to get to her feet. It was a slow process and by the time she stood her legs barely held her up.

    She looked up into a smug cruel face and noticed again just how powerful Ultraman appeared. She took a stumbling step forward and tried to punch his chest.

    Ultraman

    Her relatively tiny fist was immediately engulfed in his hand. He sneered at her, resembling a great white shark about to devour its prey. "I gotta admit...didn't think you'd have the guts to come back from that one. Tough. But stupid."

    Twisting behind Ms. Marvel again, Ultraman forced her into a hammerlock while wrapping a thick arm around her throat. The restricting hold cut off her air while badly wrenching her shoulder. It also gave Ultraman another opportunity to grind up against her spandex clad form.

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel is manhandled again as if she had no more strength than a child. It only takes moments for her arm to be wrapped painfully behind her back and for Ultraman to place an arm of his own around her throat.

    She can hardly breathe as her shoulder groans in protest of the strain being placed on it. Ms. Marvel struggles weakly but to no avail and after a time her face starts to turn red.

    "This can't be happening" She manages to gurgle out.

    Ultraman

    "It's happening and I love it, ha ha ha!" Ultraman leaned even further back, forcing Ms. Marvel onto her tippy-toes. Then he gradually began to fly. The two superpowered beings rose up into the air. Ms. Marvel was forced to hang in his grip.

    "You're coming with me. I think we need a little...privacy." Keeping her locked in the painful manoeuvre, Ultraman started to fly in the direction of a large factory.

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel is completely helpless in Ultraman's clutches, her weak struggling going mostly ignored. As they fly through the air she hardly notices their destination as she is close to passing out from lack of oxygen.

    Ultraman

    When they reached their destination, Ultraman spun Ms. Marvel around and flattened her against one of the factory's concrete walls high above the ground. Just when it seemed like she couldn't take anymore punishment, Ultraman simply reached forward and removed Ms. Marvel's mask.

    "Look at that face...I almost feel bad about slapping the hell out of it." With that, he lunged in for a sloppy kiss, his lips and tongue running all over her mouth. "Tell me...how much you're loving this..."

    Ms. Marvel

    Even abused as she was Ms. Marvel gasped as her mask was torn free, exposing her identity. It hardly seemed to matter in this circumstance but her instincts still screamed at her.

    She didn't have time to complain though as Ultraman's lips met her own in a sloppy overly long kiss. She squirmed against him, feeling his erection rub against her once more.

    When her mouth was finally free she considered appeasing him, agreeing with him and just letting this happen... but she couldn't. "I hate you."

    Ultraman

    Ultraman was pleased with himself. He was sure that he had broken Ms. Marvel down physically and mentally. He eagerly awaited her verbal submission...

    "You...hate me? I've let you live this long and YOU HATE ME! I HATE YOU!" Throwing a tantrum, Ultraman wrapped his hand around Ms. Marvel's face in an iron claw. Then he his other hand balled up into a fist...

    *WHAM* A thundering blow to the stomach that caused the wall to start crumbling as Ms. Marvel's body was pushed against it.

    *WHAM* A second stomach punch. More cracks, dust and debris falling from the roof.

    *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM*

    The punches came with more speed and more force, at least a dozen in the span of a few seconds. The wall collapsed and the two combatants fell into the factory...

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel bent over with the blow, her hands wrapping around Ultraman's wrist to try and stop the next. It made no difference. The beautiful blonde cried out with each blow as the wall behind her cracked even further.

    By the tenth Ms. Marvel's mind was blank with pain and tears rolled freely down her cheeks. She tried to speak, to beg for mercy but she couldn't even gather the breath to do so.

    By the time the wall broke Ms. Marvel stared ahead glassy eyed and her body reacted to the blows on reflex. The once proud heroine was thoroughly and utterly defeated.

    Ultraman

    As they descended into the factory, the few workers that remained scattered and headed for the exits. Normally, Ultraman would take great relish in picking them off one by one, but he only had one thing in mind now: finishing off the virtuous Ms. Marvel. He actually caught her in mid-air and used his powers of flight to gently fall to the factory floor.

    Ultraman cradled Ms. Marvel in his arms, continuing to admire her beauty.

    The psychotic shift between lustful and destructive finally found its balance. "The funny thing is, I'm not even supposed to be here."

    Adjusting his grip so that it was around her waist, Ultraman turned Ms. Marvel upside down. Her legs wrapped around the side of his head as she dangled in his arms. He deadlifted her up so that she was now sitting on his shoulders, her heavenly crotch right in his face.

    "Soon." He said, muffled.

    Then he leapt up and threw Ms. Marvel down as hard as he could in a picture perfect power bomb!

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel stirred from her daze as Ultraman place her on his shoulders. His lips brushed against her womanhood as he spoke and a brief involuntary moan left her lips in her confused state.

    Soon... soon until what? Ms. Marvel couldn't seem to get her thoughts straight. What happened next didn't help matters.

    She suddenly flew toward the ground with incredible speed and power, her impact creating a crater in the hard factory floor. She screamed as her whole body ignited in pain and her back made a terrible cracking noise.

    She collapsed to the ground spread eagle with a far away look in her eyes. Her only movement was the occasional twitch.

    Ultraman

    Ultraman rubbed his hands together, confident that Ms. Marvel was out. It took longer than he had expected, not that he hadn't enjoyed the experience. Her willpower was amazing and while he was confident that he would be able to make her do what he wanted...insurance never hurt anyone.

    Using his superspeed, Ultraman prepared the next stage of his assault. It only took a couple of minutes and there was no way Ms. Marvel could know what he was up to. When he was finished, he splashed some water on her face awakening her.

    "Wake up, blondie. It's time for the real fun to begin."

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel woke with a start, her eyes wide and panicked. The expression grew even more pronounced when she realized that Ultraman stood above her.

    She tried to crawl backward away from him, terror evident in her every movement. "You've already won... stop this."

    Ultraman

    Ultraman glared down at her. "You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that. I won! I won!" Ultraman started to hop up and down wildly. "Oh, I'll stop after I've gotten what I want. I'm sure you'll be happy to oblige."

    Ultraman stomped forward straddling her. He grabbed the back of her head and forced her face against his bulging crotch. Even through the material, she could feel his member. "We're going to make each other very happy, ha ha ha!"

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel could feel his member pressing against her face but she didn't dare try to push him away, didn't dare try to do anything that might make him angry.

    "I... I..." she stammered, unsure of what to do. Unsure of what she could do.

    Ultraman

    Ultraman could sense that there was still some resistance. He had anticipated it. He backed off momentarily, then stepped to the side so that Ms. Marvel could see what he had prepared while she was unconscious.

    Chained to the machinery were a half dozen workers, completely unable to move. A scan of the room would also reveal several cameras positioned at various angles. "You thought I was dumb, didn't you? Thought I might let my guard down if you played nice? I don't play nice!"

    "Remember the cops from before?" Ultraman's eyes flashed red reminding her of the charred police corpses. "Say you'll do whatever I want...or else..." He turned his head in the direction of the workers...

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel looked slowly from the workers to the cameras as if considering her options but in reality there was only one choice.

    "I'll do whatever..." She looked down at the floor as if to hide her shame and saw her pathetic state. Her costume was ripped and torn all over, exposing even more of her flesh than usual. Her skin was dotted with cuts and bruises.

    "I'll do whatever you want."

    Ultraman

    It was music to his ears. Reaching for a previously unseen seam, Ultraman was able to lower the bottom part of his costume exposing himself. After all that activity he'd been worked into a frenzy and it was great relief to let his enormous cock hang out.

    "Don't be timid now. If you fuck as hard as you fight then I will be very happy." He stepped forward and let his cock fall onto the tip of her cherry lips. "Now get to work."

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel tried not to show any emotion on her face as the cock fell out of his costume. Unfortunately she showed a hint of shock at the sheer size of his member.

    She hated the idea of him taking some kind of sick joy out of her reaction but simply pushed the thought down. This was about more than herself now.

    The gorgeous heroine slowly wrapped her luscious lips around his member her tongue wrapping around it as well. It was a difficult task given the size of it but she did her best to start pleasing him.

    Ultraman

    That look of awe...he'd seen it many times before. Rarely from a conquered heroine though. Normally he'd just off them, but there was something special about this one. He didn't even get angry at her slow approach to the blow job. If anything, her presumed innocence only excited him further.

    "Come on, Ms. Marvel..." He ran his hand through her hair in a demented gesture of encouragement. "...don't act like you haven't done this before."

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel continued as if ignoring his words. It wasn't as though she was a virgin but... this was different. Her mouth moved up and down the length of his member, her tongue playfully licking up and down its length.

    She tried to speed up but it was simply larger than any she'd had before. She gagged as it moved toward the back of her throat and her eyes brimmed with moisture.

    Ultraman

    As soon as her tongue hit, Ultraman thought he was going to lose it. He felt his knees buckle and his head jerked back. "Hngh...whoa...this is...aaaah..." He took a deep breath and focused, not wanting to waste the experience not to mention potentially embarrass himself.

    "...this is...this is...we can do better than this!" He got a handful of her hair now and forced her to take in more of his shaft. His heartbeat picked up as he watched her gorgeous lips wrap around his manhood.

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel let out a muffled shout as Ultraman forced himself further down her throat. She pushed against his legs to try and get away but his thick member pushed into her throat, making it hard to breathe.

    She spluttered and continued to try and make him happy as she moved her head up and down his shaft, pushing it down her tight throat.

    Ultraman

    Ultraman started to move his hips in rhythm with Ms. Marvel's sucking. He was completely blocking out the groans and protests of the factory workers. They were clearly horrified at being forced to witness what was happening to one of their most beloved heroines.

    Just when it seemed like he might climax, he made a prolonged exit from her mouth. He took his time, letting her feel every bit on the way out just as it was when it went in. He smirked at the trail of saliva that ran from her mouth to the tip of his penis.

    "Damn...damn damn damn...you almost had me going there, sweetheart. Haven't had it like that in ages. You should be proud of yourself." His cock was still lingering, brushing against her cheek.

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel gasped for air as Ultraman's cock left her mouth, her cheeks flushed. She couldn't even bother to try and push his member away as it rested against her cheek.

    She looked up at him and waited to catch breath before speaking. "I'm so proud." She'd meant it to sound spiteful but her fear made it sound submissive instead, as if she were simply agreeing with him.

    Ultraman

    "Good to hear. That's exactly what I'd expect from a WHORE like yourself." Ultraman beamed with the utmost smugness. He made sure to look at one of the cameras. He couldn't wait to watch this again later...and to broadcast it to the world.

    "You deserve a reward for your hard work though. I saw that look in your eyes when I...revealed myself. You can't help yourself, can you?"

    Ultraman forced Ms. Marvel to bend backwards, her legs caught under her. He ran his cock down her supple neck...then down between her breasts...

    "You want it. I know you do." He traced a path across her smooth belly...stopping as his manhood hovered inches from her crotch.

    "Say it. Tell me how badly you want it."

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel watched the massive cock travel down the length of her body as if mesmerized. His words echoed hollowly in her mind but she would not dare refute them.

    She closed her eyes as it stopped just outside of her womanhood. "I want it Ultraman." Her cheeks flushed a red and she was filled with a deep sense of shame.

    "I need it so badly"

    Ultraman

    Ultraman smiled at her with a tenderness that belied his previous intentions. Perhaps she had won him over. He lowered himself so that they were touching now. The feeling of her pussy through that spandex was mind blowing. He started to move the material out of the way, then he stopped abruptly.

    "Psht. You wish."

    His expression changing again, he narrowed his eyes at her and turned her over onto front. His hands dug into her hips and pulled her back towards him. That bodacious ass made him hard as a diamond. Sliding her leotard out of the way ever so slightly, Ultraman thrust his erect penis between Ms. Marvel's butt cheeks!

    "This...hnngh...is what you...deserve..."

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel wondered as his expression softened if this might not be so terrible... if perhaps he might even be gentle.

    That hope was dashed as he mocked her and flipped her onto her stomach, sliding her leotard out of the way.

    "No no not there please" She pleaded in panic, her eyes wide. "Put it in my pussy please" She begged, saying something she thought would never leave her lips.

    She howled as the massive cock entered her ass without even a hint of preparation. She shivered with pain in Ultraman's arms and her body bucked wildly to try and escape.

    From here she could see the factory workers as they watched her humiliation and a few tears gathered in her eyes, only partially due to the pain.

    Ultraman

    Ultraman's patience had evaporated. Lust had completely taken over. Right off the bat he pumped away with maximum intensity. Her pleading words only increased his appetite.

    "No way...my cock...hnnngh...is right...where it...nnnaah...belongs..." The thrusts caused Ms. Marvel's ample backside to jiggle. The jiggling lead to more thrusts, the thrusts to more jiggling...

    Ultraman noticed a camera right in front of them and he made sure that Ms. Marvel's defeated face was right in frame.

    "Smile...for everybody...who's going to watch this...nnnnggh...on the 6 o'clock news later!"

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel's face was a mask of pain and defeat as she stared into the camera lens. Tears flowed openly down her cheeks and her mouth was opened in a perpetual groan of pain.

    He breasts flopped underneath her with every thrust, in full view of the camera. Another camera caught a perfect view of Ultraman's impressive cock sliding in and out of Ms. Marvel's ass while her cheeks jiggled.

    More than one person would get perverse pleasure from seeing this and that only added to the heroine's humiliation.

    "Stop please!" She begged.

    Ultraman

    "Stop...stop...?" He couldn't if he wanted to. In and out he went over and over again. Despite the building fluid and their perspiration, the anal penetration was not getting any easier.

    Her whining was starting to get to him now. He had to shut her up. His hand came forward and covered her mouth, his other hand slid under and started rubbing her crotch. While all that was happening, he continued to thrust furiously.

    "Just shut up! I'm...hnngggaah...close...almost there..."

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel's continued pleas are cut off by the hand closing over her mouth. Each thrust hurts more than the last and she tries to look anywhere but at the captured workers.

    This was it. Her career as a hero was over. After this tape aired who could ever take her seriously... then with a terrible shock she remembered something.

    Her mask was gone. Both of her lives were over. At that realization the tears flowed even more, falling over Ultraman's hands.

    Her whole body shook as he increased the pace, using the once proud and powerful heroine as little more than a fuck toy.

    Ultraman

    Ultraman would later tell the others that this went on for hours...but in reality, fucking around with the glorious Ms. Marvel was too much even for him. He could feel himself moments away from finishing and after a few more deep thrusts he pulled out.

    "It's been a pleasure, but all good things..." Shoving her to her back once more, Ultraman stood over her triumphantly. He placed both hands on his cock and aimed it right at Ms. Marvel's upper body. With an insane look in his eyes, he exploded all over her. Semen splattered on her face, mouth, neck and chest in a truly disgusting release.

    Ultraman fell on his side next to the humiliated heroine, admiring his own handiwork.

    Ms. Marvel

    Ms. Marvel was a shallow imitation of what she had once been. She lay utterly defeated and humiliated, covered in the seed of her conqueror and soon the whole world would know about it.

    She continued to cry bitter tears of defeat as he fell beside her, smug in his cruelty. Her whole body was a mass of sores and pain however all of that currently paled in comparison to the pain in her ass. She truly thought it might never be the same again.

    She curled into a ball facing away from Ultraman, simply waiting for this nightmare to end.

    Ultraman

    "Fucking hell...I don't know if I can fly straight after that, ha ha!" His brutish attitude quickly returned. He covered himself up again, then grabbed Ms. Marvel by the front of her leotard. The stretchy material strained in his grasp. He floated upwards, taking her with him for one last trip.

    It was all too perfect. In the distance he spotted a flagpole. "Shame to see it put to such boring use." He flew over and discarded the American flag that was on top. "I can think of a much more welcome sight."

    With her costume partially shredded, it was easy for Ultraman to leave Ms. Marvel hanging from the flagpole. His fresh fluids dripped from her chest onto the tattered flag below. He flew off, leaving her decimated body for all to see...
     
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    meepmeep Casual Client Ryonani Teamster

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    Her whole body was a mass of sores and pain however all of that currently paled in comparison to the pain in her ass. She truly thought it might never be the same again.

    :in love: x_x

    She curled into a ball facing away from Ultraman, simply waiting for this nightmare to end.

    :melt: :on fire: :burnt:
     
  8. TheCrimsonRisk

    TheCrimsonRisk Club Regular Ryonani Teamster

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    Teenwrestler and I have RP’d quite a few times, mostly straightforward wrestling scenarios. After getting more comfortable with each other’s likes and dislikes, we decided to explore some more erotic elements. Here is a series that we managed to string together over a few sessions.

    (The sexual content is not extreme, but for those who are curious, these sessions involve forced kissing, licking, groping, dry humping, fingering, bulge play, and hand jobs.)

    Match 1

    Daisuke Takeuchi (Teenwrestler)

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    Another day, another wrestling match for the prince of wrestling...Daisuke Takeuchi. Tonight was a rather special main event, where all the competitors were randomized and no one contender knew who their opponent will be. After taking a quick shower, Daisuke slipped into his traditional wrestling attire as he was in a pair of grey CK wrestling briefs and black leather wrestling boots, well polished. To finish up his wrestling prince gig, he even put on a Kings robe and an imitation crown as he head outside the arena.

    After his music cued "King of Kings" by Motorhead he made his way down the ring ramp and ignored the crowd. He was, as usually, grinning arrogantly as he got up on the steel steps and entered the ring, giving his robe and crown to the ref before adjusting his briefs, he then moved to his corner of the ring while stretching off and doing his pre-match warm ups "Alright, lets see who the lucky wrestler is- to even BE in the presence of wrestling royalty like Moi" he smirked.

    Seleziya Sparx (TheCrimsonRisk)

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    * Seleziya_Sparx pumped herself up backstage by hopping up and down on the balls of her feet. She was normally the most confident woman in the world, but here, in a new league, facing an opponent she knew nothing about, she was nervous.

    "Be cool, girl. You've got this." She murmured to herself. A photographer took a couple of pre-match shots of her, capturing her beautiful form. She was dressed in a skintight one-piece outfit with a laced up front that exposed her cleavage. On her legs were black boots with silver underboots poking out.

    As soon as her music hit, she burst from the curtain and met the crowd with a loud shout. They didn't know much about her, so she had to win them over. Their support could prove invaluable in upsetting this supposed "prince".

    * Seleziya_Sparx slid into the ring and steered clear of Daisuke for now. She climbed up a couple of turnbuckles, raising her arms and posing to show off her impressive physique. She hopped down and waited for the signal to start the match.

    Daisuke

    Daisuke stretched his neck from side to side while bouncing on his toes, flexing his pecs to show off to the crowd. Once his opponent start to walk down the ramp, he only raised his eyebrow in disappointment. "Who? I've never heard of this girl in my life. Urgh, more amateurs" he groaned.

    He sounded a bit disappointed but in truth he would take a chance to teach this girl a lesson, she entered the ring and went straight up on the top turnbuckle as she showed off the crowd. Upon closer inspecting- he did notice she had quite the strong arms and legs but nothing he can’t handle.

    "Hmph, ready to lose you common filth of a wrestler?" he mocked her before brushing his hair back and flexing his biceps for her. "Come on, let’s see what you got" he snickered as he brought his hands up and took up a wrestlers crouch

    *DING*DING*DING

    Seleziya

    * Seleziya_Sparx made sure her long, flowing black hair was out of the way before she moved to engage Daisuke. However, she didn't take a combative stance right away, instead choosing to extend her arm for a handshake.

    "I'm from Canada, buster, and in Canada we shake hands before we wrestle. Understand?"

    Daisuke

    He was ready to pounce on her but she just brushed her hair back and moved towards Daisuke but not in a combative stance, but just generally walked up to him with her arm extended for a handshake. Daisuke raised his eyebrow before relaxing his own stance "Canada eh?" he chuckled as he shook his head in disappointment

    He shook her hand tightly but then pulled her in towards him, suddenly raising his knee into her belly to catch her off guard and get her winded out early in the match. "Well Canadians are known to be suckers" he hissed as his knee went up into her belly! "Hryyah!"

    Seleziya

    "Gaaauuh!" Mad as she was at Daisuke for the dirty trick, she was even more mad at herself for falling for it. She didn't know this league's rules, how they operated. She should have been more careful.

    Had she been able to brace herself, her fit abs might have absorbed the blow. Getting caught off-guard cost her and she immediately doubled over. She stayed in that position, struggling to catch her breath.

    "Y...you...nnngh..."

    Daisuke

    "Hmph, this proves you're just an amateur" he grinned down at her before striking his forearm into her upper back to further stun her. She looked like a tough girl but it meant nothing if she couldn’t actually back it up in a wrestling ring. Daisuke would then attempt to wrap his arm around her head for squeeze it hard for a few seconds

    "You ready for this, peasant girl?" he smirked as he went down on his butt, driving Seleziya's head first into the ring canvas as he attempted a DDT.

    Seleziya

    Any hope of recovery was cut short by the forearm blow to Seleziya's back. Her mouth hung open, air still refusing to enter her lungs.

    *WHAM*

    * Seleziya_Sparx ate all of the DDT. The impact caused her juicy body to shake. She lay on the mat clutching her face. She couldn't believe she took such a major hit so early. *Get it together Seleziya...take your time...*

    Daisuke

    *WHAM* Her head slammed into the ring canvas hard as her body shook up a bit due to the hard hitting impact. "Aw, over already? I hardly broke into a sweat" he said pushing her onto her back before hooking her leg up high and pinning her shoulders down with his muscular back

    "One...."

    Seleziya

    * Seleziya_Sparx quickly kicked out. She didn't even allow a two-count. Daisuke's taunts were humiliating, but at least they were motivation for Seleziya not to be beaten so easily.

    "Not over, punk..." Seleziya tried to push up onto her elbows and knees so that she could make her way over to the ropes and maybe get a break from Daisuke's offence.

    Daisuke

    She showed a glimpse of her strength as she powered out of the pin right after one, shoving the prince off her as she began to crawl towards the ropes. "Hmph, but it will be soon..." he hissed as he got back up on his feet and moved towards her, grabbing her by her long silky hair as he yanked it upwards. "Get up" he commanded as he tried to pull her back to her feet, from there- he would try to send a stinging chest slap right across her chest!

    Seleziya

    * Seleziya_Sparx tried to fight off Daisuke's grip, but the hairpull was making it difficult. "Hey, stop that!"

    *WHAP* The chop connected cleanly with her considerable chest, her tit quivering. Surprisingly, this pain only seemed to help her recover. She winced, but then motioned for him to bring it on!

    Daisuke

    "Or what huh?" he was quick to reply as he pulled her up to her feet by her hair and send a stinging chest slap across her breasts that send her reeling back, but she found her second wind and motioned him to bring it. "Ngh- you little" he said as he quickly licked his palm and then stepped in for another chest slap, this time trying to put in more intensity in the chest slap! "HRRAH!"

    Seleziya

    "HRRAAAAAAH" Seleziya roared in response. The second chop hurt more than the first, but she didn't care! She was fired up now! The crowd cheered her toughness.

    * Seleziya_Sparx planted her feet and struck a powerful pose, then raised her arm as if she was about to fire back with a chop of her own...

    ...but at the last second, her other arm came up and poked Daisuke between the eyes!

    Daisuke

    Daisuke gritted his teeth, taking a step back not sure of what’s going on. "Grrr...Im...poss...Impossible" he groaned as he looked a bit concerned. "Damn you" he said as he was about to cover up and take up a defensive position when her hand was raised up to indicate that she was going for a chest slap to return the favour.

    "Oww oww fucking Canadian cheat" he whined as she quickly changed tactics, instead poking him in the eye which caused him to stagger back and massage his water eyes, without any real idea of where he was going, the wrestling prince stumbled into one of the corner turnbuckles

    Seleziya

    "Oooooh no ya don't," Seleziya said cockily. The initial shock of Daisuke's attacks had worn off and she was going to take advantage of this newfound energy. She followed him to the corner, then grabbed the back of his waistband and dragged him a couple of steps towards her.

    * Seleziya_Sparx wrapped her arms around Daisuke's waist from behind, giving him a little squeeze to let him know she's there. Then, with a quick, powerful burst, she bucked her hips and arched backwards executing a picturesque German suplex!

    Daisuke

    Daisuke retreated to the corner turnbuckle, his hands still rubbing his eyes and when he finally managed to restore his blurry eyesight he felt his opponent’s strong arms wrap around his waist. "Shit!" he grunted as he quickly tried to pry her hands off him. "Unhand your prince" he groaned as she backed him up the middle before giving him a strong squeeze.

    "Uuugghhh...shit" the squeeze was strong, enough to give him an idea of her strength but what followed next was a surprise! She managed to lift him up and over her, flinging him to execute a German suplex! his back slammed against the ring canvas hard! *THUD*

    "Guuurrrgghhhh!!!" he moaned out loudly, clutching his back while shifting onto his belly and kicking the ring mats furiously.

    Seleziya

    * Seleziya_Sparx was feeling so pumped, she couldn't help but play to the crowd. She stepped up on the middle rope and leaned towards the crowd, giving everyone a view of her magnificent cleavage. Then she pumped her fist and yelled out, the fans yelling back in response!

    * Seleziya_Sparx walked over to Daisuke, planning to follow up with another show of strength. She reached down with one arm between his legs and another over his shoulder to try and scoop him up for a body slam.

    "Ready for another ride, big boy?"

    Daisuke

    Daisuke was still down on his back, still in shock of how she managed to manhandle him for a while there. He took this time to catch his breath while she was busy playing to the crowd.

    "Uuhhh damn bitch" he groaned before feeling her arm reaching down between his legs and one arm around his shoulders as she scooped him up over her shoulders. "WAHH! NO NO NO" he said, shaking his head and wriggling around, his legs kicking the air wildly as he was desperate to slip out and get behind her

    Seleziya

    "Stop squirming! Be a man!" Seleziya showed off her power by walking around the ring a few times and letting everyone get a good look at Daisuke's fit body. "I gotta admit, *grunt*, you should be proud of what you got here."

    When she grew tired of holding him up, Seleziya threw Daisuke down with a hard slam. Worse, she did it near the side of the ring so his legs ended up bouncing awkwardly against the bottom and middle rope. This was not an accident, as Seleziya was aiming to limit Daisuke's mobility.

    "Clumsy me! Sorry Daisuke!"

    Daisuke

    Daisuke face feeling quite flustered and embarrassed as Seleziya carried him around on his shoulders with him wriggling over her. She walked him around like a prize before finally getting tired of that and slamming him down on his back near the ropes to make his legs bounce up and down off the middle and bottom ropes. "OUUFFFF- freakin tomboy!" he groaned clutching his back once more as he tried to get back up on his feet, she certainly was giving the prince a run for his money in the strength department.

    Seleziya

    * Seleziya_Sparx didn't give Daisuke the chance to recover. The leg whipping body slam slowed him just enough for her to dive in and get her arms behind his hips. From that leverage point, she was able to trip him backfirst onto the mat, his legs now held by her arms.

    "You're certainly muscular. Let's see how bendy you are!" Seleziya strained her muscles and flipped Daisuke over into a scary looking Boston crab! The crowd hooted and hollered, thrilled by this unexpected turn of events.

    "Tap, Daisuke! Tap! Tap! Tap!" The fans yelled.

    Daisuke

    He was half way up but the Canadian bombshell wasn’t going to allow the prince to recover! She dived in at him and wrapped her arms behind his hip to get him down on his back once again. From there, she proceeded to grab his legs with her arms and turn her over, sitting on the small of his back and wrenching his legs back in a Boston crab

    The crowd was really on Seleziya’s side as they chanted for the prince to tap. "Gguuugghhhh NO...." he moaned, sweat dripped down from his body onto the ring canvas as he pushed up on his palm and tried to crawl forward, after a while he tried to twist and turn at the hip, his hands going around her ankles and tugging at them- doing everything he can to topple her over from his back

    Seleziya

    "Whoa...whooooa..." Seleziya said, nearly falling over more than once. Daisuke was putting his muscles to good use and she could feel his power even from this dominant position. *What is this guy made of?*

    * Seleziya_Sparx adjusted her grip and slid further up Daisuke's back to increase the intensity of the bend. This was her last ditch attempt to get the submission...if he were able to get free somehow, it would take her time to recover from this effort.

    "Giiiiiiiiiiive!!!"

    Daisuke

    Daisuke was left frustrated, he simply could not get the girl off him! He wriggled and squirm under her, tugging at her ankle but the girl was determined!. "Uuurggghh M-my back" he moaned, his body drenched in sweat as the match took its toll on him. She then increased the pressure, further sliding back and arching his legs back to bend him in a C position.

    "Gaaauugghhh STOP IT, I give up" he moaned out, tapping the mats furiously

    Seleziya Sparx

    * Seleziya_Sparx worried that she might have to cripple this guy before he quit! She might not like him, but she didn't want to send the guy to the hospital. When she heard him quit, it was a relief for both of them. She collapsed forward. The pressure on Daisuke's spine immediately relaxed.

    "I...I did it! I did it!" The referee went to raise her hand and Seleziya jumped for joy! Her sexy body glistened with sweat, the result of a hard fought win. She never looked better.

    Daisuke

    Daisuke couldn’t believe he tapped out to this unknown Canadian wrestler!!! "Uurgghh shit....Impossible urghh..m-my back" he groaned clutching his back to lightly massage it before turning over onto his back and glaring up into Seleziya’s eyes. Slowly trying to get back up on his feet, both wrestlers were exhausted and sweaty

    Seleziya

    * Seleziya_Sparx smiled at Daisuke. "It was a good match. I thank you for it." She said with a bow. She reached down to help him up...but she hadn't forgotten how the match started.

    Just when it looked like it would be time for sportsmanship, Seleziya instead clamped her hand on Daisuke's testicles and placed her other hand on his chest to keep him planted on the mat. "Not so fast, big boy!" She licked her lips and gave him a sly wink.

    Daisuke

    This time Daisuke was more than willing to accept the handshake from his opponent, however this time around Seleziya had other ideas. Instead of going for his hands she went straight for his balls to clamp on them while her free hand pushed down on his chest to keep him pinned.

    "Gah! W-what? Nngghh let me go...Uugghhh s-stop it...." he said glaring into her, wriggling on his back as things weren’t over. "Release your prince!" he commanded her, still sweating

    Seleziya

    *sigh* "Okay, I'll let go..." Seleizya's eyelashes fluttered seductively as she continued to smile at Daisuke. Her grip was adjusted so that she was no longer squeezing his balls, but rather gently massaging his shaft in encouragement. "...that is...if you're sure you want me to..."

    * Seleziya_Sparx was leaning over Daisuke now. Her hand working tenderly as her breasts heaved in front of him...

    Daisuke

    The gentle massage was a lot better than the squeeze, however now Daisuke was sort of in a trance! She leaned over onto him, her breasts hovering over him as the two were close...in fact he never really realized how gorgeous she was despite wrestling her in body to body contact. "Mmmmm w-what?" he simply said, sweat running down his head as he was mesmerized, his bulge was growing under his briefs as she massaged his manhood

    Seleziya

    "Mmmmh...that didn't sound like 'let go' to me, hee hee..." The giggle surprised even Seleziya. Maybe she was getting a little TOO into this!

    * Seleziya_Sparx continued to work the shaft, bringing it to full erection. Not wanting to get complacent, she leaned in and nibbled on Daisuke's ear while also massaging his chest and nipples.

    "Ooooh...say my name...say 'Seleziya'...say it..." she cooed.

    Daisuke

    She seemed like she was an expert in seduction! His chest was heaving up and down, he was lightly wriggling under her as she continued to please him. That was intensified when she leaned over and nibbled at his ear and massaged his pecs

    "Mmm Sele....Seleziya...Seleziya..Oohh...Seleziyaa" he moaned ever so softly while his manhood was pumping and growing to the point where he couldn’t hold it in anymore. "Ahh Ahh im going to...." he said lightly as his warm breath felt against her ear. Dai had reached his limit...he was going to cum

    Seleziya

    Sensing that Daisuke was about to lose it in his briefs, Seleziya decided one last bit of humiliation was in order. She maintained her grip on his cock while swivelling her hips and turning so that she was now positioned on top of him in a reverse face sit! Even after this hard work out, most men would kill to be this close to Seleziya's backside.

    (reference - http://mixedwrestlingfantasies.com/uploads/3/4/8/0/3480397/6185952_orig.jpg)

    * Seleziya_Sparx wiggled her hips to get into the perfect position to finish Daisuke off. When she was ready, she focused her efforts on stroking his member until he had no choice but to cum in his favourite briefs!

    Daisuke

    The girl was really looking to finish off Daisuke- changing her position so that she was now in a reverse face-sit position. Her butt was smothering him out as he began to tap her ass to signal another submission, in hopes she might spare his embarrassment. That wasn’t going to happen as she continued to stroke his bulging manhood till the point he came in his briefs, wetting himself. "Uuuggghh owww...Seleziya...mmmmm" he moaned softly, spreading his legs apart a bit due to the sticky sensation around his crotch

    Seleziya

    The crowd laughed in amazement at seeing the Wrestling Prince humbled and humiliated. Seleziya's face hurt from smiling so much. She had completely conquered him. She gave his dick a couple more pumps to get the last drops out, then wiped her hand off on his stomach.

    * Seleziya_Sparx threw her fists in the air triumphantly. Her butt and crotch were still all over Daisuke's face and the photographers caught the pose from a dozen different angles. This one would make the rounds all over the world, for sure.

    She eventually let up so that Daisuke could recover. There was nothing left for her to prove. She stayed for the announcement of her name as the victor, then made her way to the backstage area with an extra bounce in her step.

    Daisuke

    Daisuke was still tapping her butt, having nothing left in the tank but to submit and hope the Canadian female would get her butt off him before he was smothered out by her bottom. Eventually she did ease up off him, waited for the announcer to announce her name as the official victory before exiting the ring.

    Soon, Daisuke crawled outside the ring, walking awkwardly due to the cum in his briefs as he avoided the pictures. He was exhausted and spent, he needed to get that post match shower asap.....one thing he will never forget..the name "Seleziya Sparx" the Canadian who conquered the prince.
     
  9. TheCrimsonRisk

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    After his humiliating defeat and his even more humiliating post-match forced climax, there was no way Daisuke would take that lying down. Here is the rematch.

    Match 2


    Seleziya Sparx (TheCrimsonRisk)

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    A couple of months had passed since Seleziya's big win over the Wrestling Prince. Her career had skyrocketed since. She had gone from a little known Canadian independent to a superstar wrestler overnight! The fact that she not only beat Daisuke, but humiliated him in front of everyone only made her more popular.

    She stood in front of a full length mirror examining herself. Gone were the jitters she once faced, replaced by an unshakeable confidence. She'd ran through some of the top names and the matchmakers decided it was time for Daisuke to get another crack at her. The Wrestling Prince was well back on track, seemingly motivated more than ever after such a humbling defeat.

    Seleziya's new gear had arrived right on time. She knew they were planning to match her up against Daisuke again and she wanted to show everyone that she was a real main event player now. It was a glittery silver one-piece leotard, done up at the front with blue lace. Her breasts were nicely showcased and you could still see a tantalizing hint of her bra.

    Blue trim decorated the gear as well as the matching silver boots on her toned legs. She let her long black hair flow freely.

    Seleziya waited for the music cue, then she burst from the entrance curtain with her usual verve and energy! Slapping hands all the way down the aisle, she made sure never to take her fans' love for granted. It was still all so new to her! The crowd went wild at her flashy new get-up.

    She climbed to all four turnbuckles to blow kisses and show off her body, then waited for the arrival of Daisuke.

    Daisuke Takeuchi (Teenwrestler)

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    Daisuke Takeuchi, the wrestling prince! He was having a rather torrid time after the initial loss against Seleziya. The loss was bad enough on its own but the added humiliation was the icing on the cake to the downfall of his career. Luckily, he stayed clear from the Canadian and rejuvenated his career by picking up a couple of big wins before finally getting another match against the women who embarrassed him to no ends."This time, I'll have my revenge...in more than one way" he said adjusting his CK grey wrestling briefs, he was already wearing his black leather wrestling boots.

    He oiled up his pecs and abs to give his royal body that toned effect, before heading out towards the wrestling arena. His music cued and he walked down towards the ring, ignoring everything except his opponent. He slid inside the ring and stood in the middle of the ring, glaring at his opponent. He squared his shoulders and flexed his pecs " This time...I'll have my revenge you Canadian bitch" he hissed at her, looking serious and determined

    Seleziya

    This wasn't the casual, arrogant wrestler Seleziya had face the first time. Sure, he still looked confident, but there seemed to be less theatrics, less focus on anything but Seleziya. She made sure to be on high alert.

    "Come on pretty boy, there's no need for that kind of talk. I beat you fair and square last time. Badly, I might add." She couldn't wipe the smirk from her face as she talked trash to her opponent. "But don't worry, it will be my pleasure to put you through the wringer all over again." The fans at ringside who could hear the dialogue gave a loud "oooooh" in response to Seleziya's bravado. She licked her lips and winked at them, sending them into a frenzy.

    The referee made sure to stay between the two grapplers. It was obvious they couldn't wait to get their hands on each other. *DING DING DING*

    Seleziya immediately entered a low grappling stance, quickly darting from side to side to find an angle to engage Daisuke.

    Daisuke

    "Urgh, you are such a slut. Just who are you trying to seduce by showing that black bra that's so obviously sticking out? I bet to get these foolish fans in your corner." he talked back as the two looked to lunge into each other right away but the referee was quick to get in between the two and separate them until he rang the bell. Daisuke, upon hearing the bell, mimicked his opponents position as he entered into a low grapple stance. She was strong, he was strong- this will be epic. "HRAH! BITCH" he shouted as he lunged into her, throwing his body in towards her looking to enter into a clinch.

    Seleziya

    Strong as she was, Seleziya knew better than to play Daisuke's game. He was still a man after all, and a particularly well-muscled one at that. Her power game might serve her well later, but right now she had to be smart. She expected him to rush in and just as he came close, she ducked under and past him while getting her arms around his waist. It was hard to hold him, he was like a bucking bronco. Getting the leverage just right, Seleziya was able to lift Daisuke off the mat just enough to shove him down onto his front.

    Wanting to enrage him further, Seleziya gave him a couple of light slaps to the back of the head before backing off to let him stand. She gave him a cheeky flick of her bra strap, which drew another pop from the crowd.

    Daisuke

    "W-wha? Uurggh leme go" he groaned when Seleziya quickly nipped past him and got behind him. Her hands wrapped around his waist tightly as he struggled against her, her boobs pressed against his back and his butt wriggling against her crotch. She then lifted him off the mat and got him down on his belly, straddling him a bit before slapping the back of his head and then sliding off him to get back up on her feet. "Gah! S-stop that" he hissed when he got a few light smacks, when she got back up the wrestling prince too slowly got back up on his feet, glaring at her with his teeth gritted. "Urgh, Jesus. When's the last time you showered? a week?" he tried to talk some smack before taking his wrestlers crouch and circling her

    Seleziya

    "This is what a champion smells like," Seleziya responded while tossing her hair. "Besides, I'm sure you've been dreaming about this ever since." She pointed to her behind to remind him of the grueling face sit he had to endure. Her leotard barely covered up her ample posterior and she made sure everyone was aware of it.

    Seleziya met his stance with a similar one. She felt like she was just a step ahead of him, the benefits of being a lighter female fighter. When the timing was right, she again attempted to duck around him and secure a second rear waist lock.

    Daisuke

    "You mean reek like a sweaty gym bag? Take a shower before you wrestle royalty next time" he snapped back at her before shaking his fist in anger at her when she tapped her butt, reminding him off the facesit smother KO she did to him. The two took up a similar position which caused a similar result! Once more she went behind him for a second waist lock. "Gah! damnit- face me up straight" he wriggled into her, this time trying to send an elbow into her side to stun her before nipping behind her to wrap his arms around her waist to reverse their position- but also lifting her up and flinging him behind her in a German suplex

    Seleziya

    Seleziya was amused by Daisuke's frustration. "Oh, okay, next time I'll just stand there and let you grab me with those sticky hands of yours. *psht*" She was feeling great and decided now would be the time to give him a toss, just as she had in the first match. One good suplex was all it would take to break him down. When she planted her feet, she underestimated Daisuke's resistance.

    "Ungh!" In a happy accident for Daisuke, the elbow caught her right between her ribs and the sharp, stabbing pain made her arms go limp for a half second. That half second was all it took for him to reverse their position and hit a suplex of his own!

    Seleziya folded over head over heels as she landed on the back of her neck. She eventually flopped down onto her front, her arms moving to massage her head and upper back. The crowd became silent at the nasty spill.

    Daisuke

    Daisuke did to her what she wanted to do to him, he had to be better than before if he wanted to get his revenge and that's just what he did. Instead of waiting around for her to make her move, the wrestling prince took the initiative in the counter and launched Seleziya in a German suplex of his own. Her body slammed against the ring canvas as Daisuke shifted on all fours before pushing up to his feet. "Hah, you like that? How's this" he said before sprinting towards the ropes bouncing off them as he sprinted towards where she was down on her front and attempted a leg drop- his thighs coming down on the back off her neck! "HAH!"

    Seleziya

    Seleziya shook her head, trying to get the cobwebs out...she hadn't expected to be dropped like that. It was difficult for her to orient herself, to figure out where Daisuke was and what he was doing. By the time he was airborne over her, it was too late. His leg came down hard on her hurting neck. Her whole body shook, her round butt cheeks jiggling from the impact, and she was flattened out on the mat dumbly.

    "Got to...get...up..."

    Daisuke

    His thighs smacked against the back of her head, her legs bouncing up and her butt cheeks jiggling from the impact. Daisuke slowly turned towards his opponent and attempted to straddle her upper back, clubbing a forearm into her back first and then straddling her. "Time to teach you how real wrestling is done" he said as he yanked her hair a bit and slapped the back of her head to return the early favour before grabbing her hands and placing them over his thighs. Now, he leaned forward and crossed his forearms around her face and pulled back in "The Accolade" submission move. "HHRRRAHH!!!"

    Seleziya

    It was good that Daisuke was taking his time because Seleziya needed every second she could get to recover. She blocked out the pain in her neck and pushed herself up onto her elbows, then she got one knee under her. If she could get her base back, she'd have a chance.

    The clubbing blow sent her right back down again, causing the crowd to boo loudly. She squirmed as Daisuke sat on her back. The ropes seemed so close and yet so far...a rope break would do wonders for her. "Ow!" she yelped as he used a blatant hair pull and gave her a retaliatory slap. She couldn't let that throw her off. Let him have his moment. She reached out for the ropes and...

    ...her arms were yanked back by Daisuke! Trapped like this, she was forced to arch backward uncomfortably. She knew the worst was yet to come though. "Ah, no, not this move...Daisuke, don't..." She wouldn't get out another word as he locked her in The Accolade, a torturous version of the camel clutch.

    "AAAAAAAAHHH!" She screamed, not even trying to hide the pain she was in. The damage in her back and neck felt like it had increased tenfold. The referee immediately moved in to check for a submission, but she regretfully shook her head. She couldn't let him beat her so quickly.

    Daisuke

    Daisuke was ready for payback, he could almost taste victory when he managed to lock in the signature submission hold. He had almost given up his good position when he allowed her to squirm towards the ropes but as soon as she was about to go for the rope-break he caught her hand and pulled it back and finally locked in "The Accolade".

    "Yyeaahhh URGH, I wana hear those screams. Go on, say my name! SAY IT" he roared as he pulled her head back further back, his biceps bulging and tight as he thumped his butt down on her back to keep her pinned. "GIVE UP, now you know the difference? you got lucky" he taunted her once again as he shifted from her mid back to her lower back, allowing himself more room to pull her back.

    Seleziya

    "MMMMMMPPPPH!" Seleziya let out another scream, this one muffled. She was well known for her curvy body, but it wasn't meant to be curved like this! The front laces of her outfit strained to contain her as she was stretched out in The Accolade. Her tits were heaving up and down as she fought to take in what air she could. Sweat added a seductive sheen to her shivering skin.

    The pain was unbelievable. Worse was the embarrassment Seleziya felt over her fit body was being shredded by this muscle beast. His bulging biceps made her look small and weak in comparison.

    "Nnnh...won't...submit..." Her willpower was extraordinary, but the hold was taking its toll on her. Slowly, she began to fade, the combination of pain and Daisuke's smothering grip causing her to pass out...the referee went to check her hand. It fell once. The crowd started to clap and stomp their feet in unison to rally her. Another hand check...no response. One more and this match would be over.

    *It would be...so easy...to just...let go...* But then Seleziya imagined what Daisuke might do to her after the match. She couldn't let him have that opportunity! When the referee checked her a third time, she clenched her fist in defiance! Slowly, but surely, she started to get her legs under her. It seemed impossible, but her thigh muscles shook with power and somehow she was able to stand with Daisuke on her back. With all the strength she could muster, she swivelled her hips and fell backwards to smash him into the nearest set of turnbuckles!

    Daisuke

    "Mmmm that's right Sleezeball, you are finished. Just admit a ring is no place for a woman like you- you cannot compete with wrestling royalty" he continued to taunt her out while pulling her head back and squeezing her head with his hands. His grin grew wider with each time her hand went down on her sides as the referee checked for a KO.

    The crowd pumped her up, but Daisuke only shook his head " Aye shut up! She's done" he smirked as he began pulling back once more...but when the referee dropped her hand from the air for the third time...her fists clenched and she begin to wriggle under him . "W-wha? N-no! NO! Imposs..Urghh NO" he groaned as he shook his head in shock. She got her knees under her body and then pushed up, rising back up on her feet and carrying Daisuke in a piggy-back.

    She then backed up- while Daisuke still hung on because he was still stunned in amazement of her will and strength. She backed up all the way into the corner, his back slammed against the corner turnbuckle and Daisuke got sandwiched between the turnbuckle and Seleziya's body

    Seleziya

    The violent collision hurt Daisuke enough for Seleziya to finally be free of the body breaking submission. It hurt her a lot too, but at least she was free. She collapsed forward and tried to create as much distance as she could before Daisuke recovered. The revived crowd boosted her spirits greatly. She pounded the mat with her fist, doing everything she could to pump herself up. "Come on champ..." she whispered to herself. "Come on!" If there was ever a time for her to get her second wind, this was it!

    Daisuke

    Daisuke was flattened into the corner, her curvy figure sank into his body as he slapped and scratched her back before she finally moved away from him and collapsed forward, giving time for Daisuke to rest up. He saw her pound the ring mats, trying to conjure up some strength to fight back. "Urgh, oh no you don't" he hissed as he launched himself out from the corner towards Seleziya, raising his boot up as he attempted to strike his boot into her face

    Seleziya

    Seleziya took a couple of deep breaths. It felt so good just to be able to do that. She'd made it up to a kneeling position now. The crowd was cheering her on, but they also looked concerned. Seleziya noticed a group of them pointing behind her. There wasn't much time, she had to trust her instincts!

    She spun and at the last second, caught the boot that was about to smash into her pretty face. *phew* She held on, forcing Daisuke to stand on one leg. "My turn." Extending her arm, she pulled Daisuke towards her and bashed him across the chest with a clothesline knocking him onto his ass. She waited for him to try and get up, then leveled him with another stiff one!

    "This is my ring!" She shouted. With every strike, she was more and more in control.

    Daisuke

    "Hyyaah! EAT TH-wha? NO!" he was once again left frustrated as she caught his big boot attempt. He was forced to hop on one leg for a while before Seleziya sprinted up on her feet and smacked his chest with a hard hitting clothesline. "Oouuuufff!" he let out a loud moan as he went down on his ass, quickly scurrying back up on his feet before being knocked down on his back once more "Gaahhh!!!" he grunted, clutching his chest while laying down on his back.

    Seleziya

    *I've got him now!* The adrenaline was pumping full force and Seleziya could hardly contain her excitement. She bounced on the balls of her feet as she prepared her next attack. When Daisuke wasn't able to get up right away, Seleziya decided to press the issue. She pulled him up with a handful of his trunks and got down low, her strong arms gripping his waist.

    "You like submissions, huh? Try this one on for size!" She clamped down on a standing bearhug, putting the squeeze on his tight mid-section.

    Daisuke

    His briefs stretched a bit as she pulled on them to get him back up on his feet, probably even
    taking a peak at his manhood. "Uugghh watch it, that's expensive materia-EEEWWOOO" he groaned when she gripped her arms around his waist and pressed into him for a standing bearhug. "Urghhh gawd, so-strong" he groaned as he began to push on her chin, trying to separate their sweat slickened bodies.

    Seleziya

    The chin push was uncomfortable, but not enough to put Seleziya off. She was going to work this bearhug if her life depended on it. "Expensive, huh? *grunt* Sorry you probably had to...nnngh...throw the last pair away..." It was probably a bad idea to talk trash while she was trying to hold onto Daisuke, but Seleziya couldn't help herself.

    She stomped her feet to re-establish her position. Her biceps were really digging into his sides now. They weren't much compared to his, but they were more than enough to put the hurt on her foes. "Submit! And...*grunt*...I promise I'll go easy on you after the match..."

    In addition to Seleziya's arms grinding against him, it would be impossible for Daisuke not to feel Seleziya's bountiful breasts rubbing up and down against his hips and side. She tried not to notice the bulge in his briefs.

    Daisuke

    Daisuke's body was warm,the tussle was taking its toll on his body as Seleziya wasn't going to make things easy for the prince at all. Her bearhug grip was surprisingly powerful and it made things for Daisuke very awkward.Her breasts grinding against his body while his hardened manhood was pressing against her thigh. His hands running down her back, sending a tingling sensation to her back as he wriggled against her. "Mmmmm..Uugghh oww..Im..impossible...I...." he moaned as his head rested against her shoulder and he felt limp against her- it was his turn to get checked for a KO

    Seleziya

    The referee checked Daisuke's hand once and it dropped, much to Seleziya's surprise. Still, she wasn't confident that this would be enough to finish him off. Her grip loosened for a moment, a set-up for what she hoped would be the finish of the match. Cinching up once again, Seleziya planted her feet firmly and bucked her hips, arching backwards to flip Daisuke with a Northern Lights Suplex!

    (reference - http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bYHms6Iw2...nJE/s1600/Puente+de+Alicia+Fox+to+Kaitlyn.jpg )

    The impressive maneuver drew a massive pop from the audience. Seleziya made sure to hold the bridge to secure the pin. *I'm going to do it again! I'm going to beat him. A second victory over the Wrestling Prince! Who could say they've done that?" Unfortunately, her back was still sore from the German Suplex and The Accolade, so her bridge was more wobbly than she would have liked. Still, he was already almost out of it and she prayed that her weight would be enough to keep him down. The referee was slow to get into position to make the count, much to Seleziya's frustration.

    "1!..."

    "2!..."

    Daisuke

    Daisuke was still struggling against Seleziyas bearhug! This girl was just too much!. He had hoped that she could fall for the old "Fake KO tactic" but it seemed that she was not going to fall for that at all. He felt her grip loosen up a bit- that was the time he would begin to push out and try to break her hold but she quickly regained her ground and managed to arch backwards and launch him up and over him onto his back but she went along with him, bridging over completely for a quick pin.

    *THUD* "Ouuuurgggghh! MY BACK" he moaned out loudly as his legs was curled up towards his head. His eyes widened when he heard two and he gathered the remaining of his strength and powered out of the pin by kicking out. The referee delay and her wobbly pin position helped greatly in his effort to break the pain

    Seleziya

    The crowd was ready to explode for Seleziya; instead, there was a dull "awwwwwww" as Daisuke just managed to kick out at the last second. Seleziya was in disbelief. *That had to be 2 and 3/4! 2 and 9/10 even!* The adrenaline was wearing off fast and combined with her disappointment over the match not ending, her energy was fading. She had to end this now!

    Her fingers found their way into Daisuke's sweaty hair and she forced him to stand with her. The whole time, she was panting. She bent Daisuke over in front of her and pumped her fist to tell the fans to get behind her one last time, give her one more boost to her spirits. "Got you...now...Prince..."

    Seleziya placed Daisuke's head between her legs and wrapped her arms around his waist. The crowd gasped as they saw that she was going to either power bomb or piledrive him into oblivion. It was rare to see females attempt this move on a male wrestler. She grunted and pulled, but couldn't quite get him up. When she tried again, she heard a popping sound come from her back and she nearly stumbled. If she weren't holding on to Daisuke, she would have.

    *Oh no...* she thought to herself, hoping that Daisuke hadn't heard her back pop. *One more try Seleziya, you can do this...you're fine..." She maintained the waist lock and tried to lift him up again, her back screaming in protest.

    Daisuke

    Daisuke couldn't quite believe it, he was dominating her and now he was getting schooled in the ring by his opponent. She was on a roll as she almost pinned him down for the win again, however he kicked out in what seemed was his second wind and the match continued. Seleziya got off him and grabbed his sweaty hair to pull him up on his feet, his hands slapping at her shoulders and even accidentally slapping her breast.

    "Seleziya- no, please dont...Stop it" he groaned as his head was trapped between her strong shapely thighs as her hands went around his waist and her upper body pressing on his back. "Seleziya please, enough" he groaned but in a strange turn of events- her back acted up and she couldn't lift him up! She tried a couple of times and it was to no effect, this gave the prince confidence to counter, his hands went around her ankles as he tried to push back up- trying to push up on her ankles and straighten his body up to send her flying over his back and down onto her back. "Rrauughh!"

    Seleziya

    It was foolish to try for a third attempt. Not only did this aggravate her back further, it made it obvious to Daisuke that Seleziya was weakening. It was easy for him to toss her head over heels! When she flipped over, the grip she had on him prevented her from rotating fully and she ended up almost landing right on her head! As it was, her upper back and neck once again folded awkwardly as she smashed into the canvass. She fell to her side, trying to massage the feeling back into her body.

    "...that hurt..."

    Daisuke

    "This will hurt even more" he said as he stomped her back to straighten her up a bit, he made sure Seleziya was down on her belly as he went towards her legs and trapped them under his armpits before sitting on the small of her back. " Time to end this game" he huffed and puffed as he gritted his teeth and began to pull her legs back in Boston crab! His biceps bulging- his muscles were straining a lot as he applied great effort in keeping her legs arched backwards, bending her in a C position and making sure he targeted her weak spot

    Seleziya

    "Ooof!" Seleziya reacted to the stomp by immediately moving her hands to the attacked area. She was helpless to stop Daisuke from trapping her legs and she knew she was in for a taste of her own medicine. This was just how she had beaten him the first time and now...

    "NNYYYAAAAAAH!" Her back was on fire! She immediately tried to push up from the mat to alleviate some of the pressure, but it didn't do much good. She soon collapsed, her hands gripping her own hair in agony. Her lightly covered crotch was sticking up in the air in full view of everyone watching...and Daisuke. More pops came from her aching spine and she felt tears welling up in her eyes...

    *DING DING DING*

    The ringing of the bell surprised her. Was there a time limit? Some sort of disqualification?

    Then she saw that her hand had been tapping the mat without even realizing it. That's how much pain she was in that she couldn't stop herself from giving up...from giving in to the Wrestling Prince.

    "No...no...no..." she sobbed as the referee ordered Daisuke to release the hold.

    Daisuke

    This is how he dreamed for him to be victorious. Putting her out with the same move she used to humiliate him and now his dream was turning into a reality. He had the Boston crab hold locked in tight, his strong arms arching her legs backwards and giving her one piece a bit of a wedgie as it rode in. Sweat was dripping down from his hot body on the ring mat as he kept up the pressure and when she pushed up on her palms, he slammed his butt down on her to get her down again. Her screams were music to his ears and when she finally submitted- the bell rang and he sighed in relief.

    "Hah, thats what I thought, HMPH" he grunted as he released her legs and stood tall over her, his boot stomping down on her lower back as he posed over her. " I won...I told you, your last win was a fluke and now..." he said, as he got down on his knees and grabbed her hair, turning her over onto her back before laying on top of her body completely. His body was stuck to hers, his crotch against hers as his nose rubbed against hers, he looked right into her eyes. "Mmmm leme give you that bath now" he moaned softly as he wriggled on her body, then leaned in to start licking her body- starting from the face.

    Seleziya

    Seleziya was grateful that Daisuke let go so quickly. She thought he might have some honour, or at least she did until she felt his boot in her back. She shuddered and clutched at her spine. At least it was over...but she was quickly reminded who she was dealing with and what she had done to deserve what was about to happen to her.

    "Daisuke, stop...you don't have to do this...you won..." It wasn't like her to beg, but she could hardly move after being put in that awful Boston crab. All she could do was try to dissuade him. She gasped as she felt her hardness against her soft mound and turned her head disgustedly as he pressed in face-to-face. "Wh-wh-what are you...?"

    Turning away only served to give Daisuke a perfect view of her lovely cheek. It was already turning red from embarrassment. When she felt his tongue against it, her whole body shuddered in protest, which inadvertently made her rub up against him in a pleasing way. "Stop!"

    Daisuke

    "My turn to get my way with you" he smirked as he loved the way she bucked into him, her sweaty, warm body rubbing against him to please him. Meanwhile he kept licking her cheek, working his way all the way down to her jaw,and neck as he licked her clean with his tongue."Gugh, you're so sweaty!" he smiled, loving his dominance. He then leaned forward to bite her lip playfully and then forcefully kiss her lips, sticking his tongue in for a frenchie too "Mmmmmoogmmmm, lets tongue wrestle" he mumbled as his tongue tussled with hers

    Seleziya

    Seleziya gulped nervously as his tongue made his way down her face, her neck, dangerously close to her chest. "Stop...stop..." It dawned upon her that this was happening in front of all the fans, the cameras, the viewers watching at home...what were they all thinking right now?

    Any thoughts she had were cut off by Daisuke moving in for a forceful kiss. She tried to keep her mouth shut tight, but a bite of her lip caused her to open up wide enough for him to shove his tongue down her throat. She nearly gagged. Her whole body was struggling, fighting against him to no avail. She was as weak as a kitten. His tongue felt as muscular as the rest of him as he gleefully explored her mouth.

    "Mmmmph...mmmmmph...mmmmmuuuh..." Seleziya whimpered.

    Daisuke

    His hands went around the side of her head to keep her head still while he tongue wrestled her to show who's boss."Mmmmm mmmgghh w-what's the matter omhmmm?"he mumbled against her as he proceeded to phase three, retracting his tongue and moving away from the kiss. He proceeded to lick her chest a bit too, loosening up the one piece straps on the side to make it hang down and expose her bra. He didn't go all the way though, just a few licks to her chest were enough. He slowly got off her, but he wasn't done yet! He got back up on his feet and grabbed her head once more to pull her up, on her knees in front of him.

    "Now worship it" he said as he buried her face in his bulging manhood, the cotton brief cloth the only thing in between her face and his manhood as he began to rub his crotch into her face, occasionally making her lips grind against his abs to make her kiss them

    Seleziya

    To her regret, Seleziya found herself getting into the kiss and when Daisuke pulled away, her mouth hung open wanting more. A trail of saliva hung between them before falling onto her chin. Her hands moved to fight his as her straps were removed, but as it had been throughout the day she was no match for him and all she could do was whine as his tongue sucked up the sweat from her cleavage.

    The look on her face was one of bewilderment as she was forced to her knees. Even though she knew what was coming, there was no way to prepare for it. His throbbing bulge was soon pressed against her, touching her cheek and chin and nose...his musk filled her senses. Without realizing it, she found herself suckling on his ripped stomach as well. "Mmmh...n-n-n-no...you...you twisted bastard..." Talking proved to be a bad idea with her face stuffed into Daisuke's package.

    Daisuke

    He was almost done,he shoved her back on the ring mats before doing something similar to what she said to him. His butt pressed right up into her face as he leaned over towards her crotch, his hand sliding in between her one piece fabric as he worked his way to find her womanhood. He began to play with her clit for a bit, vibrating his finger with her clit a bit before moving towards her pussy, his finger getting wet a bit as he worked her pussy over with his finger, inserting his fingers hard and fast into her to pleasure her

    Seleziya

    The lace on her leotard seemed to part in response to Daisuke's touch and just like that, his fingers were inside of her. The crowd didn't know how to react to this erotic display. On the one hand, this was their new heroine being completely humiliated; on the other hand, Seleziya and Daisuke had rarely looked sexier.

    She convulsed violently at his touch, telling herself over and over again not to give in, not find any pleasure in what was happening. But it was so difficult...even his fingers were powerful and they seemed to know just where to go...

    She tapped out vigorously against his hips. The bulge in his pants was pressing right against her chin and lips and she was now completely overwhelmed by the scent of this hulking man. Her gasping and begging were muffled, only serving to further stimulate his crotch region.

    Daisuke

    Submitting won't do you any good, I know I have already won this- it's time to simply finish you up" he smirked as he leaned forward, his butt pressing into her face even more to the point where he smothered her as her fingers worked her way in her pussy hard and fast to finish her

    Seleziya

    The lack of oxygen going to Seleziya's head caused her lights to dim. There was no resistance left in her body now, her pussy lips essentially opening up and inviting Daisuke's fingers to do whatever they wanted. After thirty more seconds of intense fingering, Seleziya couldn't take any more. She stiffened up as sticky juices burst from her pussy, covering the crotch of her leotard and Daisuke's hand. She stayed stuck in that position for a moment, then her whole body went limp. The only signs of life were the occasional twitch. She was done.

    Daisuke

    "Ew, disgusting little girl" he said as she finally gave in to his fingering and finally managed to finish her off. He slid his fingers away from her pussy and finally got off her. " This is your new heroine? Pfft" he smirked as he posed off a couple more times before exiting the ring, letting the photographers do their job and finish the humiliation

    Seleziya

    Bulbs flashed all around Seleziya, who lay helpless, a small puddle gathering around her thighs. "Oh no...oh no no no..." Daisuke had made her feel completely useless, like some stupid girl playing wrestler. It was impossible to hide her disappointment so she let a few fresh tears roll down her cheeks before composing herself. She offered the fans a broken smile as she adjusted her outfit. No amount of washing would make it feel clean again.

    Seleziya made her way out of the ring area, too ashamed to meet the gaze of the fans who were supporting her and trying to pat her on the back. She told herself that she would find a way to bounce back from this...it was just hard to see how at the moment.
     
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  10. TheCrimsonRisk

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    With the score now one apiece, a third encounter between Daisuke and Seleziya was inevitable. We decided it should be a best two out of three fall match, with each fall followed by a brief “humiliation period” where the winner can do whatever they want with the loser.

    Take note that Teenwrestler and I decided to switch roles for this RP. It was a fun change and I found it particularly challenging to step into the skin of his OC. He did an excellent job with Seleziya as well.

    Match 3 (2/3 Falls)

    Seleziya Sparx (Teenwrestler)

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    It was the big day, after throwing the challenge to Daisuke it was Seleziya Sparx big day for their final rubber match. She beat him first, humiliated him and then the same happened to her but probably worse. She was busy changing into her special glittery blue wrestling one piece outfit made of lycra as she did her hair. She stroke them back as they were hanging loosely behind her back but straigthened to perfect. She put on her shiny silver wrestling boots before finally heading out towards the arena.

    As her theme cued, she quickly brushed past the curtains and moved down the ramp, she began to clap the fans hands on the way as she gave big warm smiles all around. After sliding inside the ring, however, things changed. She was more serious, more determined as she backed up into the corner of the ring. She was gripping the ring ropes to her side very tightly as she was gritting her teeth in anger.

    She couldn’t wait to get her hands on Daisuke, for the licking,dry humping and making her wet. "I'm ready for that sick bastard this time" she said to herself as she loosened herself up and got mentally ready to wrestle the arrogant prince.

    Daisuke Takeuchi (TheCrimsonRisk)

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    Daisuke adjusted his tight black briefs. He wanted to make sure they fit just right. This Seleziya broad had earned his attention, if not his respect. He grabbed a nearby water bottle and wet his hair and body. It would glisten under the arena lights, a treat for all his admirers...and Seleziya. The thought of her ogling his perfect body made him smile. But soon his game face was back on.

    He pulled his black boots on and pictured Seleziya pinned underneath them. The referee announcing his name as she stared up at the lights. "Don't get too far ahead of yourself, Daisuke," he said to himself. "She got lucky once. Could happen again. *psht*"

    His music hit and Daisuke actually waited an extra minute or two to come out. He wanted to make the fans and his opponent restless. Let them boo him. He would draw upon that today and use that motivation to thoroughly destroy Seleziya.

    When he finally emerged, he jogged down to the ring surprisingly fast. He slid under the bottom rope and moved aggressively towards Seleziya. His hand shot out and pushed against her cheek, pie-facing her back. Then he laughed as the referee moved to separate them before Seleziya could retaliate.

    "Ha ha ha, good to see you again, sleazy!"

    Seleziya

    Seleziya began jumping up on the balls of her toes while loosening up her shoulders when she saw Daisuke coming down from the ramp towards the ramp, surprisingly fast. He must have been eager to begin the match and quite frankly- so was she. She had been training a lot since her last lost and wanted to make sure that this time, she would get a chance to finish their rivalry with this rubber match.

    Daisuke was approaching her, she was ready- but he only pushed against her cheek to pucker her up as she began slapping at his wrists and pushing into her to fight back but the referee got in between and calmed things up, sending Daisuke back to his corner. "Its Seleziya you bastard! Y-you humiliated me Daisuke. For this, you will pay! I will get my honour back" she pointed at him, she couldn’t wait for the bell to start ringing so she could get her hands on this narcissistic asshole.

    Daisuke

    *DING DING DING*

    Daisuke quickly moved to take the centre of the ring, his hands extended in an invitation for Seleziya to match up with him. "Don't be scared, I won't bite...I might lick though," he said with a wink. He also licked his lips to show her the tongue that had had its way with her last time.

    Seleziya

    Daisuke went to the middle of the ring, and invited Seleziya for a lock up. She raised her eyebrow in doubt, knowing that the wrestling prince was never the most fairest of competitors but still she crouched low with her hands up in front as she came in close to lock up with him. "Urgh, you disgusting pig! HAH" she yelled, a bit infuriated by his words and his actions as she lunged in to lock up with him

    Daisuke

    Daisuke had been working out extra hard in preparation for this encounter. Seleziya wasn't like most of the girls he wrestled. She was strong, stout, intense...she had been able to match his power for the most part. But he figured his recent work-out and diet regiment would put him over the top.

    He locked up with her and immediately felt the difference. *grunt* "Not today, girl." He took a step back, then whipped her to the side throwing her down to the mat towards the corner! He stood in the middle of the ring and flexed his arms, cameras flashing all around.

    "Want to try that again?"

    Seleziya

    Seleziya lunged in at the arrogant prince, locking up with him right away as she began to push back. Her chest pressed into him but this time she noticed something different, where she was easily matching his strength before- this time she found it hard to push him back and already broke a sweat trying to do so. There was also that fear of being licked again, whenever she was close to him but she tried to rid her mind of that though. "Urgh, Ow" she suddenly got shoved back and went down on her back, rolling back to get up on her knees and brushing her hair back that was covering her face. "Ngghh-bastard...I....wwaahhh!" she suddenly screamed as she shot back up and tried a quick clothesline

    Daisuke

    Daisuke knew that Seleziya's passion was one of her strengths...but it could also be exploited. She rushed in madly and he was ready for her. Showing that he was more than just a musclehead, he deftly ducked under the incoming clothesline and put an arm around her hips as she passed by. The other one came around too and he was able trip her facedown to the mat.

    Daisuke dove down to follow her, but he didn't take a traditional wrestling position on her back. Instead he stayed low on her hips, his crotch pressing against her bodacious bum. Even though the action had just started, it wasn't too early to let Seleziya get a...feel for him. "And this is what it's like when it's sleepy," Daisuke joked crudely.

    He gave her a slap in the back of the head (as she had to him in the previous match) and then let her stand up.

    Seleziya

    "WHAA!! H-huh? Ooufff...s-shit!" she moaned as she fell flat on her face, her breasts getting squished a bit too as they grinded against the ring mats. *stupid move Seleziya* she thought to her self as she let emotions take over her. She wanted to get back up but the damned prince was quick to straddle her lower back- pressing his junk against her butt, she could literally feel his manhood! "Ugh! Y-you dirty perv!" she said, wriggling under him wildly and kicking her legs. She felt a slap on the back of her head which was more hurtful to her ego than any physical pain but as he got back up off her, she was quick to get back up on her feet and spin around to face him

    Daisuke

    "Perv? The Wrestling Prince? I never..." Daisuke was already walking back towards her as he spoke. "Just remember, you're the one who started this with those filthy hands of yours. I was just repaying the favour. And that was only the beginning." He grinned evilly and stopped just in front of Seleizya before aiming a boot at her stomach!

    Seleziya

    " I....I well, I was just" she blushed as her cheeks turned red. He did have a point, he did humiliate her a lot worse than she did however Seleziya is the one who started this all between them. She was a bit lost in thought at his words and was brought back to reality when she felt his boot rise up in her belly "Oooufffff" she huffed and puffed, seemingly a little out of breath as she doubled over in front of him

    Daisuke

    "That's what I thought." Daisuke took a handful of her long black hair and walked her over to the corner. He slammed her head into the top turnbuckle a couple of times, then spun her around to get a good look at her. "You know, you're not bad looking...by most guys' standards anyway, ha ha ha!"

    Daisuke drove a knee into her belly then pushed her down so she was sitting in the corner. He turned and pointed to the cameramen at ringside. "Make sure you get a good shot of this!" Then he did a sensual rotation of his hips before sticking his toned butt in Seleziya's face!

    Seleziya

    Seleziya squealed a bit when he grabbed her long beautiful hair. "You freakin catfigher-eeeeoww! Let go" she struggled against him before her struggled were brought to an end when he slammed her face into the turnbuckle. She let out a muffled grunt which turned into a loud moan once his knee was raised into her belly which caused her to slumped into the corner.

    "Mmmm..w-wha? NO!she exclaimed while being horrified at the side of his cotton brief clad butt strike her face and rubb against her in the classic stinkface move. "Ooofffmmmm mmoigghhh!!!" she mumbled, her hands slapping at his waist

    Daisuke

    Daisuke let out a sarcastic yawn. "Wrestling is so tiring, isn't it? It's good to be able to take a seat and relax every now and then." The referee didn't see the humour in the situation and he began to count to make Daisuke let Seleziya out of the corner.

    "Huh? Oh, I didn't even see you there, Sparx. So clumsy of me." Daisuke waited for the count to reach 4 before stepping away and giving the ref a light shove. "The Prince does what he wants, don't you forget that." Boos could already be heard building up against him.

    Seleziya

    Seleziya was still slapping and lightly clawing at his well muscled body, but to no effect because the wrestling prince would simply not let up. His butt thumped and smeared against her face as she simply wriggled and squirm against him. Luckily, the referee came to her help as he began counting Daisuke out for attacking her while she is in the corner. Rules were not really a cause of concern for the prince as he simply shoved the referee away.

    "Uhhh damnit, I....arghhh" Seleziya was left frustrated- Daisuke was just too strong for her today. Her face was flushed red as she was already working up quite a sweat, she pulled up on the ring ropes to pull her back up on her feet, still a bit groggy

    Daisuke

    "This is disappointing, sleazy! Where's that fighting spirit? Where's your fluke victory now?" Daisuke moved in and grabbed Seleziya's hair again, forcing her head up. He fired a European uppercut that would land just under her chin and lift her off her feet slightly.

    Seleziya

    "S-stop calling me that you supreme asshole" she hissed back at him, the crowd was chanting her name but this time she couldn’t gather that sudden burst of energy to fight back. She gritted her teeth and tried to take the initiative but was once again too slow to react, and Daisuke nailed her with that classic European uppercut to lift her off her feet slightly and slump back into the corner turnbuckle yet again.

    Daisuke

    Daisuke pulled his prey out of the corner and hooked her into a front facelock. "Dumb broad." He threw her arm over the back of his neck and then hooked her trunks with his other hand. One sharp tug later and Seleziya was being held vertical to the mat in a suplex position. Her leotard was pulled downwards, badly pinching between her legs.

    Daisuke held her up there for a while. The blood all rushed to Seleziya's head. Then he dropped back splattering her in the middle of the ring with a suplex!

    Seleziya

    When she was pulled out from the corner, and quickly locked in that front facing headlock Seleziya began to hammer a couple of wild punches to his back before he caught one of those flailing arms and hooked it around the back of his head, pulling on her outfit which caused it to pinch around the crotch area before he pulled her up vertically and showed impressive strength to hold her up there for a while before slamming her back down.

    *THUD*! "Guuugghhh!!!!" she moaned out, her hand going around her crotch to stretch out that fabric- it was getting a bit uncomfortable down there

    Daisuke

    Daisuke's eyes caught Seleziya adjusting her material and he laughed. "Maybe I'll buy you a proper wrestling singlet with my winnings, babe. Or a granny-style bathing suit, ha ha ha! It would fit you well."

    Spurred on by the crowd's increasing boos, Daisuke cupped his hand to his ear to make them become even louder. "You hear that? They know who the boss is. You look about ready to get this first fall over with, sleazy."

    Daisuke scraped Seleziya off of the mat and maneouvered behind her. He slid his arms under hers and behind her head to clamp on a full nelson. It wasn't too tight, just enough to hold her in place so he could deliver a discreet lick to the back of her neck. "Still tasting a little funky."

    With a sudden burst of power, he lifted her high in the air and threw her down badly on her back and neck!

    (reference - ECCW Kc Spinelli survives at #survivor in Vancouver Feb 9 13 - YouTube)

    Seleziya

    Seleziya's back was really aching in pain after that hard hitting suplex. She was clutching her back and massaging it but Daisuke was not going to allow her to recover at all. She could hear the crowd jeering Daisuke, she felt a bit disappointed that the crowds heroine wasn’t able to fight back to the much improved wrestling prince.

    She wanted to talk smack back to him but he was quick to get her back up on her feet to trap her in a full nelson. That wasn’t the worst part though, chills went down her spine when he licked her again- reminding her of that brutal episode. "Gaahhh! t-thats because you're licking my sweat you freak" she struggled against him madly before being pulled up high and back down hard on her back and neck *THUD* "AAAHHH!!!" she let out a loud scream when her body crashed against the ring mats

    Daisuke

    The crowd was stunned by the devastating move. This was just the first fall. How would Seleziya be able to continue after that? Daisuke planted his boot on her chest, pressing it down between her cleavage just like he'd envisioned it.

    1...

    2...

    "Oh no ya don't!" At the last second, Daisuke let up and reached down to pull her head from the mat just to make sure the ref didn't count her out. "Whoa, tough cookie. How'd she kick out of that one?" He pulled her to her knees and bent over so he was staring her right in the face.

    "How about you just give up both falls right now and I won't hurt you anymore? What do you say? Then you can go back to sitting on your couch and eating cheeseballs."

    Seleziya

    Seleziya was down and out, her back was in some considerable pain and a few droplets of tears ran down her cheek when she heard the referee count till two. Who knows what kind of freaky things the prince might to do her and she was only imagining the possibilities as she was getting pinned until the wrestling prince himself stopped the count and, being his usual self, made taunting jokes out of it.

    It wasn’t long until he shifted Seleziya to her knees and bent forward to face her face to face. "Nngghh N-never!" she said, her hands flailing about his shoulder and face, smacking it without any real force to it- just enough to show him her defiance

    Daisuke

    "Hey, ow, stop that!" He didn't want to admit it, but Seleziya's heart was such a turn-on! Sure, he liked 'em when they were down, but her feisty attitude was a lot of fun too. He could feel his briefs tightening ever so slightly...

    "Okay, you asked for it, baby!" Daisuke shoved Seleziya's head between his legs and secured his arms around her waist. What did he have in mind for her? Piledriver? Powerbomb? The crowd dreaded her fate.

    The question was answered as Daisuke lifted her overhead and across one of his rippling shoulders. A Canadian backbreaker! He flexed his muscles and let gravity do its work, bending the woman wrestler with a move created in her own country. "Submit!"

    Seleziya

    She wanted to fight, she wanted to continue and get back in the match but the wrestling prince was proving to be far too much of a match for her this time. Once she was trapped between his head, she barely had enough strength to even stay on her feet as she slumped down on her knees, yet still striking his legs with literally no force behind that punch. It was only until she felt his strong arms wrap around her waist did she try and pull back, trying to escape whatever Daisuke was planning for her.

    "ngghh NO! t-trapped" she mumbled to herself. Before she knew it, she was pulled up on his muscular shoulders, his arms pressing inwards to bend her in half across his shoulders as her hair hung loose. Her back was already sore and immediately she knew something was wrong when something felt it popped in her back- the recurring injury from last match! "S-SHIT STOP IT, I SUBMIT" she yelled, tapping her hands on his body with her legs kicking the air

    Daisuke

    Daisuke let go of the girl immediately. He didn't want to risk disqualification and besides, he'd already got what he wanted. That sudden drop from defiance to compliance...*whoo* it was almost too much for him. He dropped Seleziya unceremoniously to the mat and moved back to the corner to adjust his tights.

    That image of Seleziya bouncing up and down in his grip, her sweet chest so close to his head...he'd almost forgotten about the other stipulation to this multi-fall match. The humiliation period.

    "You remember why we're here, don't you Seleziya? I get five minutes to do WHATever I want. But hey, consider this your chance to rest. I promise, I will be gentle, heh heh heh..."

    Daisuke waited for the girl to stand. The rules were the rules. He circled her, admiring every inch of her body. He didn't care that the break clock had already started running...he was going to enjoy this.

    Seleziya

    She tapped, she lost fair and square and there was nothing she could do about it. Part of her wanted to just forget about the stipulation and run away as far as she could away from this freak but she had to honour her word, even if it was a bad one. Plus, the crowd would think of her as a coward and she couldn’t let them think that way. "Uuh..some 'prince'! You disgust me" she said as she slowly pushed back up on her feet, her hand massaging her lower back gently as she looked around what this guy wanted, also catching an eye on his noticeable bulge

    Daisuke

    "That's not even half mast, ha ha ha!" Daisuke was having way too much fun. He had to keep in mind though that this was the humiliation portion, not the wrestling portion. That meant he couldn't hurt her...but it also meant she couldn't fight back. He took her hand with surprising gentleness, raising an eyebrow at her to remind her not to resist. "Over here," he said walking her to the side of the ring.

    He gripped her shoulders and turned her to face him, then placed her against the ropes. He made her extend her arms, then twisted the top and middle ropes so that she was bound by the ring itself! Daisuke stepped back to admire his work and continue staring at Seleziya's unbelievable bod. "Comfy?"

    (reference - http://i.imgur.com/4IDiSyV.jpg)

    Seleziya

    She knew about the rules, which was the only thing that was stopping her from punching this arrogant prick. She only gritted her teeth and shook her fist at him before allowing him to get close to her and grab her hand. He was being surprisingly gentle with her, which caused her to blush a bit as he walked around.

    It was like a gentlemen showing her lady to a ballroom dance, till the point they got to the ropes that is where he began trapping her arms between the top and middle ropes. She was now down on her knees with her arm trapped and looking like quite a fool. "Arrgghhh y-you bastard! leme out of here"

    Daisuke

    Two and a half minutes were left on the clock..."Oh, don't worry, you'll be out in no time. But while I have you here..." Daisuke moved in close. He pressed his crotch right against her hip. It was an amazing feeling for him as he slowly started to hump her. His hand went to her stomach and he slowly made his way up her middle before sticking it between her breasts. "Are these...mmmh...are these real? You should be proud."

    He leaned in closer, his face now against her neck. His lips and nose tickled the skin just below her face. The crowd didn't know how to react as he nuzzled up against her tenderly. "Mmhm...maybe you don't smell as bad as I thought. Must be a new deodorant, heh heh."

    Seleziya

    "W-wha! W-what are you doing? Please Daisuke stop it, STOP! Nggghh NO" she couldn’t believe what he was doing to her. His hardened manhood pressed against her hip as she could almost feel the shape popping from those tight briefs. It only got worse as he began to dry hump her "No! Nononono, this cant be happening" she cried as she struggled but then stopped because she knew that was against the rules.

    Her face reddened in anger and embararssment when his hands were pressed against the middle of her breasts, clearly feeling them up while asking her a very rude question to which she coldly replied "They are real" before he nuzzled and snuggled with her, sniffing her up. "Urgh, s-stop that you dog!" she tried to back up as much as she could

    Daisuke

    She was right, he was humping and nuzzling her like a dog. He didn't care what it looked like, it felt so good. He had to control himself though. There was another fall to go and if he lost it now, it might make things difficult for him when the wrestling started up again! He rubbed and rubbed, his shaft trembling, then forced himself to pull back. "Soon, my sweet. Soooooon..." he said, with mock drama.

    He gave her chest one last good squeeze before relenting on that too. Another minute had passed and with just 90 seconds to go, Daisuke knew how he wanted to spend it. He raised his head from Seleziya's neck and kissed her on the lips. First a couple of soft ones, then his tongue came out and started slobbering all over her juicy lips. Eventually he pushed his way past and wrestled his tongue into submission as he French kissed her over and over again.

    Seleziya

    Once again she struggled and wriggled wildly, wanting to untangle herself free and just lash out at this dog but she controlled herself. She would have plenty of time to try that once they would start to wrestle again. For now, she had to endure the embarrassment. He raised her head by her chin and then leaned in for a kiss- for a moment she was mesmerized and sort of returned the kiss until he went frenchie on her and wrestled with her tongue like he did before.

    "Mmmmm offgggmmmmm Nngghmmmm bast-mmmmm-ard" she mumbled as he tired her out- even in kissing! All she could do was simply let him do what he wanted...this was truly embarrassing for her yet again

    Daisuke

    "Mmmmph...yeah...not bad, sleazy...mmmmh...not bad..." The clock was winding down and Daisuke made sure to give her lip a small bite before the kissing stopped. His tongue extended and he gave her a long, humiliating lick all the way from her chin, up her lips, over her nose and her forehead. "There, you're all clean now. You can thank me later." With just a few seconds left, he bent his head to give her a kiss on the top of each of her breasts and then he stopped just as the buzzer sounded. "Hope that was as good for you as it was for me."

    Daisuke untied Seleziya and returned to his corner, demanding only a towel and a water bottle. He hadn't taken a scratch and all he wanted was for the next fall to start. He stared at the Canadian girl's ass as she made her way to the opposite end of the ring where a team of three girls were waiting to massage her, give her water, and help her get ready for the next round.

    Seleziya

    "Nnnmmh L-let go of me you spoiled bratty prince" she huffed and puffed in defiance, squealing in pain a bit from that lip bite before he started to lick her face once again. "Ew, gawd! Ooohhh why the fuck-Uurgghhh disgusting dog" she said, spitting on the side of the apron in disgust as she was finally glad the buzzer buzzed and she was released from this humiliating position.

    She crawled into the corner of her ring, drinking lots of fluid as a team of physio girls massaged her body vigorously and wiped the sweat and saliva off her body and face. "Y-yeah I’m good, I'm ready" she said, still looking a bit exhausted. She finally got back up on her own two feet and signalled to the referee that she was okay and to begin round two

    Daisuke

    In truth, Daisuke had gotten carried away with the humiliation period. He'd only planned to tie her up and kiss her a little...he couldn't help himself and now he was as hard as a rock. It made it somewhat tricky to move and he adjusted his briefs as much as he could before the round began. "Come on buddy, settle down...settle down..." he said to his crotch. Some fans at ringside caught on and laughed and pointed at him, causing him to curse back at them! "Stupid punks! I'm going to punish her even more just for you, ya virgins!"

    Daisuke poured a bottle of water over himself and toweled off. The sweat from both their bodies made his muscles pop, something that wasn't lost on the female fans in the arena. Even though they wanted to see him lose, they definitely didn't mind the view they were getting. Daisuke tried one last time to adjust his briefs before being called back to action by the referee.

    *DING DING DING*

    "Time for more pain, Seleziya!" Daiuske boasted as he charged at her!

    Seleziya

    Even Seleziya was certainly impressed by the wrestling prince physique, if only he were a true prince perhaps they could have been....more than just wrestling competitors but that was all just talk because in truth he was nothing but a grade A asshole.

    Seleziya quickly shook her head to stop zoning out and focusing on her opponent. *Focus Seleziya, FOCUS* she said to herself before hearing the bell ring. Once that happened, she crouched low and waited for Daisuke to charge at her, she was still very tired while Daisuke wasnt troubled at all. She put up a more defensive position as he charged into her

    Daisuke

    Daisuke dipped his shoulder to try and tackle Seleziya! If he was successful, he would carry her all the way to the corner where he would drive his hard shoulder muscle into her stomach over and over again. She'd just lost a fall and if he could knock the wind out of her early, this one would be over before it began.

    Seleziya

    Her guard was up, but because of her domination in the previous round it wasn’t as strong as she would have hoped. Daisuke easily managed to tackle her and carry her all the way to the corner, where her back slammed against the turnbuckle "Ooufff!" that wasn’t the worst part though, when his shoulders slammed into her gut, over and over again! That was when Seleziya really felt winded out, her eyes wide open and her mouth opened wide as well, as she struggled to suck in breathes of fresh air. She leaned over onto Daisukes muscular back, as his shoulder was digging in deep into her belly. "Guuuhhhh *cough*"

    Daisuke

    "We've got to get you back into the gym. This belly of yours, so soft. I feel like warming it up and making a S'more out of it." Daisuke held his shoulder against her stomach, forcing her off her feet so she was almost sitting on the second turnbuckle. The referee called for another separation, and Daisuke obliged. He grabbed Seleziya's wrist and threw her across the ring so she slammed backfirst into the turnbuckles!

    Stomping his feet to build momentum, Daisuke charged in after her and tried to squash her with a running body splash! His rock hard chest and abs would do some serious damage if this connected.

    Seleziya

    "Nngghh S-shut up you frat boy" she hissed back as she pushed on his shoulders to get him back a bit but he wasn’t going nowhere! He kept pressing into her belly till she was forced to sit up on the second turnbuckle which earned her another favour from the referee! Daisuke, however, was quick to whip her across the ring and her back slammed against the turnbuckle. "Uurgghh t-this can’t be happening" she groaned, gripping the ropes to the side. When she saw Daisuke charging over towards her, she tugged on the ropes in an attempt to get out of the way before he flattens her!

    Daisuke

    Daisuke's solid chest banged against the equally solid turnbuckle and he bounced back, gritting his teeth in pain. He almost fell on his ass from the impact of the missed attack, but he was able to stay up, though he was now walking around aimlessly doing what he could to massage his chest. "Ooooow...what the hell happened there..." He was so sure the girl was done for. Besides, after the way he'd treated her to kisses and a tongue bath, why wouldn't she just give up the second fall?

    Seleziya

    Time for some payback, she only prayed her body did what her mind wanted her to do. She crept up from behind and wrapped her arms around the wrestling prince's body and began to squeeze him as hard as she could in a reverse bearhug. She wanted him to slam him in a German suplex but her back could simply not support such a power move against such a heavy opponent so she only stuck to the standard reverse bearhug submission, squeezing him hard as her breasts grinded against his back. "Nnggghhhh give up?"

    Daisuke

    Daisuke was lifted off the ground for a second he feared getting dropped on his noggin again...thankfully, he'd done damage to slow her down. Still, this girl was freaking strong! As soon as her hands joined together in front of him, he felt the burn in his mid-section. "Whoa, whoa, urrrrrrrgggh..."

    He wanted to enjoy Seleziya's breasts pressing up against him, but the pain was quickly spreading across his rib cage. He couldn't properly reach around to grab her, she'd been smart about staying pressed tightly against him. The best thing to do was endure and try and slip free if she made a mistake. "You just...aah...can't keep your hands off me, can you?"

    Seleziya

    "Nnnggghhh urgh, s-sure if that will make you tap- then yeah sure" she smirked as her cheeks were pressed against the back of his shoulders while her body wriggled against his back. Her teeth were gritted and she applied as much pressure as she could in the bearhug, she jerked his body against her as her arms were tight and muscles bulging. "Urgghh Arghhh give up already princess" she mocked him, lowering her arms down his waist a bit

    Daisuke

    "Nnnngh...let me go, damn it!" He was getting frustrated for the first time. He wiggled in the hold, his wet back rubbing against Seleziya's face. It didn't seem to bother her and the squeeze only got more intense. He tried to walk forward a little while pushing down on her wrists, making it as difficult as possible for her to hold on. Unfortunately, excited as he was, this also accidentally made her hands touch the tip of his cock as it bulged within his briefs. It wasn't a great feeling. "Ooof...that's...uh...that's not supposed to...happen...ow!"

    Seleziya

    "Y-you did that on purpose" she gasped as her hands and wrists brushed the tip of his cock that was bulging within his briefs. Once again she blushed and her cheeks flushed red as that caused her a momentary distraction of loosening up her hold. She wasn’t sure what to make of this- Daisuke was showing so much sexual innuendos in this match for some reason

    Daisuke

    When he noticed her fingers parting just a little, Daisuke made his move. He thrust his hips back to try and drive his ass into her stomach and crotch. He did this a couple of times. It looked silly, but in wrestling you had to do what you had to do. "Let...me...go!"

    Seleziya

    "Oouuffff Uurgghhh Oufffnnn! S-stop humping me, you freak" perhaps this was truly unintentional but Seleziya still complained as she was very much frustrated at giving up her advantage. Once again, the wind was knocked out of her as she doubled over behind Daisuke- her arms wrapped around her body as she coughed out a bit.

    Daisuke

    "You've got...*cough*...quite a grip on you..." If she wasn't going to let go, Daisuke would make her pay for her persistence. He slumped forward so that Seleziya was now almost riding his back. He'd have to take the pain from the bearhug if he wanted this next move to work. Slowly, he stood, both arms wrapped around her thighs so that she was on him like a back pack. Turning to the nearest edge of the ring, he took a couple of steps and then fell forward so that he would go between the ropes while Seleziya's throat would smack against the top one! It was a sneaky, dirty move, but if it worked then he would be in control again.

    Seleziya

    Seleziya wasn’t sure of what was going on here, she kept squeezing while he gave her a piggy-back ride. No doubt another fetish for the wrestling prince as he carried her around till the point he sprinted a bit towards one edge of the ring and fell forward, diving between the ropes to make his escape while Seleziya's throat bounced off the ring ropes and she went down on her back, clutching her throat as she rolled around the ring randomly. She went through a fit of coughs as she kicked the ring mats, taking her time to catch her breath back.

    Daisuke

    *huff, puff* Daisuke needed a second to catch his breath. One hug from Seleziya and he was already hurting. That new workout plan might have made him stronger in the short term, but it wasn't doing his cardio any favours. He looked back to see if he needed to defend himself, but Seleziya was choking badly after that borderline illegal counter. "You look cute rolling around like that."

    "Now..." He pulled her up by the back of her leotard, once again giving her a wedgie. "...were you trying to hug me? Because that wasn't much," he said, acting tough. "Now this..." he snaked his arms around her and joined his hands behind her lower back. "...this is how you bearhug!" He pulled her in tightly against his rock hard body and squeezed her! He made sure not to lift her up all the way, just putting her on her tippy toes as he looked into her sexy eyes.

    Seleziya

    Seleziya rolled near to one side of the ring ropes, tugging on them to get back up on all fours. However, she seemed very slow to react or get any movement and fluidity to her game which constantly allowed Daisuke to get the advantage over her. He grabbed her by her leotard and got her back up on her feet, giving her a wedgie in the process.

    She could barely stay on her feet and when Daisuke's powerful arms wrapped around her already weakened back, she immediately got up on her tip toes and moaned as loudly as she could. She wriggled and squirm madly against him, as tight as it was she tried to get in as little room as she could. "Uuurggghhh aruugghhh mnnggghhh DAISUKE! M-my back" she grunted, this was too much for her

    Daisuke

    "'My back my back my back'" Daisuke said in a whiny voice, obviously doing a mean impression of Seleziya. He was still getting his strength back so the squeeze of the hug increased gradually. He liked it better like this anyway. "I hope you're really feeling this, sleazy...really feeling how much better I am than you." He pumped the hug and compressed her mid-section with this thick biceps. His head dipped down and he turned it so that it was resting on her chest. "Mmmh...this is nice."

    Seleziya

    She could do nothing about his strength, gradually his bearhug grew stronger and the pain in her back got worse. She was so much in pain that she completely ignored his face buried in her breasts, just to enjoy his sick fetishes even more. She couldn’t even reply to his snappy comebacks, she just moaned and groaned as she got weaker and weaker.

    Her body leaning into his, her head resting against his shoulder as the referee came across them to check her arms, grabbing it once and dropping it, then grabbing it the second time and dropping it once more. The crowd began to chant her name wildly but she was just too out of it, she couldn’t even hear what the crowd was saying, her vision was blurry and she couldn’t understand what was going on at all. The referee grabbed her hand for the third time to drop it...

    Daisuke

    "Submit! I want to hear those words again, ha ha ha! I never get tired of them." Daisuke was fully in control again and the fans were groaning as he went back into his usual routine of submission holds and trash talk. Pumping away at Seleziya with this bearhug was an amazing feeling. He didn't want it to end. But then the referee grabbed her hand and she didn't respond. "Come on Seleziya, don't go to sleep. I want that submission!"

    A second check, and still no response. Daisuke was getting frustrated. "Hey, no...you...this is the coward's way out!"

    The referee checked a third time and Daisuke could feel that Seleziya was not going to make it back. He had to take matters into his own hands. To everyone's surprise, he caught her hand before it fell, releasing the hug and shouting at the referee, "This isn't over!" He turned his dazed opponent around and got ready to finish her off properly. "This is our third match, sleazy, and there's one move you haven't had the PLEASURE of feeling yet." He stuck his tongue in her ear to wake her up. "Can you handle 'The Princely Torture'?!?"

    Seleziya

    Seleziya just wanted it to end, to end her pain and suffering. She had massively underestimated the wrestling prince and she was now paying the price dearly. Daisuke was in no mood to win like this, so when her arm was about to drop for the third time to signal the KO, Daisuke caught it. The referee got confused too- he didn’t know what to make of it but technically her hand did not drop so she did not lose.

    It was only after a disgusting lick in the ear that she partially regain consciousness. "Uuhhh...mmm..." she moaned, but the words she heard as soon as she woke up filled her with fear, her eyes widened as chills ran down her spine. "N-No...please no..." she begged

    Daisuke

    "Should have just given up in that bearhug, sweetheart. Now this is happening." He bent down behind her, his muscles smacking against hers as he raised her up across his shoulders. It had been a hard fought match, but he made sure that he had the strength left for this. He shook his head to remove her black hair from his face and balanced her perfectly. His left hand went up between her legs and over one of her milky thighs, his right hand curling over her chin. He walked to the centre of the ring to give everyone a good view...then he began to pull down on both ends, bending her in excruciating fashion.

    "Say it! Say you give up! Say, "I give up...MY PRINCE!'" He bounced up and down in his black boots, badly jarring her back muscles and spinal column. He'd have to make sure to review this footage later. The sight of her beautiful body being broken against his godlike physique must have been incredible. "Say it!"

    Seleziya

    "Oh god please no more!" she mumbled, barely able to actually say her sentence's properly. The next thing she knew was Daisuke finishing her off in his finisher "The Princely Torture". Her body was laid horizontally across his well muscled shoulder as he pushed down on her thigh and chin, making sure her back was pressing down on his muscled body. Her arms were flailing around pathetically as she tapped out after being broken into two.

    The submission wasn’t enough- he wanted more and after a while she had to give into his demands as she finally said it- she was ashamed to say it but she had to. " I....I GIVE UP...MY PRIIINNCEE" she yelled tapping out once more. She was broken,defeated and sobbing

    Daisuke

    Daisuke tossed Seleziya from his shoulders like a sack of potatoes! He spread his arms wide, his muscles in peak form after he had used Seleziya as his personal workout apparatus. "Yes! I did it! I did it! Gaze upon me, all of you and worship your prince!" He knew all along that she wouldn't be able to take a single fall from him on this day. Including their last encounter, he had now defeated her three straight times. There would be no doubt who the better wrestler was.

    The clock started and Daisuke pointed to it to remind Seleziya that for the next five minutes, she was his. "Playtime's begun, sleazy. Don't be shy now."

    Seleziya

    Seleziya was down on her back, her arms and legs spread as she seemed totally out of it. She could hear the arrogant prince celebrating his victory like he just won the world title or something but he was more interested in the after-match celebration.

    "Uuuhh...fuck off" she moaned out ever so softly as she couldn’t even muster the strength to get up on all fours, let alone on her own to feet. She only wondered what type of sick thing Daisuke would have planned for her

    Daisuke

    Daisuke put his hands together like a frame, examining Seleziya as she lay spread eagle on the mat. Those thick thighs, those breasts, that sexy face..."Lovely. Just lovely." He looked down at his own crotch and nodded. "Don't need to hold back on this anymore. I still haven't forgotten how you grabbed it after our first match. Trust me, you will NOT enjoy this."

    He walked over to the girl and grabbed her ankles, then roughly flipped her over onto her stomach. "Just go with it...like you have a choice, heh heh..." He knelt down and as he had in the beginning of the match, he pressed his crotch down on her behind. This time, he was fully erect and it felt like a steel pipe being laid down between her big buns. Slowly...very slowly, he started to thrust up and down her ass, his hardness evident even through his CK briefs. "Nnnh...I...I confess...kind of wanted to this ever since I saw that big ass walk down that entrance way..."

    Seleziya

    "N-no you wouldn’t dare- AHHH STOP, YOU FREAKY SICKO" she yelled as she was turned over onto her belly and then felt Daisuke straddle her with his crotch pressed right between her ass. His hardened,erect manhood was easily taking shape even through his briefs. She was sobbing with her cheeks flushed red as he dry humped her ass as he humped up and down, up and down. Giving himself pleasure while completely destroying Seleziya's reputation

    Daisuke

    "Ha ha ha, come on, smile for the cameras! I've heard we're in for some record ratings tonight. I couldn't done it without ya!" *grunt* He hotdogged her for another minute before turning her over again so he was sitting between her legs. She could see just how well hung he was now, his tight briefs making his junk look like a black python. "You know, I loved feeling up those boobs of yours before, but...I think I have a better idea."

    He started to crawl up her body, his cock rubbing against her, nearly getting caught in the blue lace on her leotard. He shook free and then stopped at her chest. Just as he had with her ass cheeks, he planted that bad boy between her cleavage and started thrusting back and forth. This was even more humiliating as it was happening right in front of her face! It took all of Daisuke's willpower not to lose it right there, but he had to keep it together for the final stage of her humiliation.

    Seleziya

    Daisuke seemed to be learning a lot, he came pretty easily last time when Seleziya gave him that handjob but this time, even though he was grinding his junk all over his body, from her ass to her midbody and now-right between her breasts. She simply could not take it- she wanted to retire now! All these embarrassing moments caught of tv and will scar her for the rest of her life. She looked down on his crotch as he rubbed it up and down in between her breasts

    Daisuke

    "I've been...*hnngh*...working out a lot...as you can tell...*hmmph*...not just regular exercise, but...tantric studies...to *ahem* prolong this experience...for you." Her fleshy orbs seemed to fit his cock like a glove. "You should be flattered."

    With three minutes left, Daisuke got off of Seleziya. The sorrowful look on her face almost made him feel bad. Almost. He pulled her up onto her knees and shoved her face against his bulge and his shaft. "Tell me how much you love this. Tell me how magnificent I am." From her kneeling position, Seleziya had the perfect view of not only his erection, but the rest of his sculpted body. This was what a male wrestler was supposed to look like.

    Seleziya

    Her body was sweating, her back aching and her will crushed. Daisuke pulled her up on her knee but not to release her but to further continue his dominance. Just like before, he began to rub her face against his crotch. "Ooofffmmmm nooooo, mmmggnn no more. Ok Ok...I love it my prince, you are magnificent!" she finally admitted to him, not wanting to displease her prince in his dominant position.The musk from his crotch was strong and manly, she was almost gagging on it

    Daisuke

    Daisuke laughed at her reaction to his manly scent. He smelled like a dude and he was proud of it! "And now...the final humiliation." He reached down to take Seleziya's hand and bent over to give it a kiss. "You see? I am not just a prince of wrestling..." He looked into her eyes with surprising fondness. Perhaps these encounters had created some respect between he and Seleziya. It was not like Daisuke to show any actual affection towards his opponents.

    "The first time we met, you made me cum against my will. I didn't like that." Abruptly, he took Seleziya's hand and forced her to rest it on his crotch! "I didn't care that you made me mess my briefs. In fact, I'm going to let you do it again. On my terms." He let go of her wrist and nodded. "Get to work...princess."

    Seleziya

    Things were getting a bit complicated between them, she was still down on his knees as Daisuke bent over to give her a kiss, she let him do that as secretly even she enjoyed the harmless kiss from a handsome man.Although, what followed next was a shock to the crowd and to Seleziya!! The prince wanted another handjob- but with consent. What could she do? was this a trap? in any case- Seleziya began to do as instructed. His dick was already pumped and under heat, she just needed to give it the final push."Umm Y-yes my prince" she blushed as her hand went inside his briefs and gently began to massage his dick, stroking it hard and fast and pacing it well.

    Daisuke

    Daisuke put his hands on the back of his head and prepared for Seleziya to caress him until he blew...but he didn't expect her to dive right in! The action actually caused him to fall onto his butt in a seated position; thankfully, Seleziya was able to maintain her grip the whole time. "O-o-okay...g-g-good sssstart..." After the hotdogging and the chest humping, Daisuke could feel his resistance breaking down. He would go at any second. *Have to...hold on...* His eyes started to roll back as Seleziya handled his member with expert technique.

    Seleziya

    Seleziya also secretly enjoying this, for once she had a chance to work Daisuke over although she wouldn’t show it at all. She let him fall down on is back, as she continued to stroke his manhood, gently massaging his shaft and pacing her stroke to make it just right, picking up the pace of the stroke and when his dick begins to throb and bulge, she stopped and stroked it gently until the point that where he could not take it any longer. "Mmmmmm cum on"

    Daisuke

    "Hnnnnaaaahhh!!!" Daisuke shot up and stiffened as he let everything out. His cock shook and then began to visibly sink in his shorts as the black material became wet with semen. "Huuh...huuuh..." He was breathing weirdly as it felt like he'd never cum this much before in his life. If it weren't for his briefs, they'd be covered in it! The ejaculation had the added effect of doubling the power of his musk. The smell of his jizz-stained crotch would fill Seleziay's nostrils for days.

    "...aah...yeah...yeah..." Daisuke's was eventually able to regulate his breathing and try to slow his heart rate. "...holy shit, sleazy..."

    Seleziya

    He finally came in his shorts, but that would mean the end of Seleziyas respect in the ring. The crowd was definitely disappointed with her heroine going through such disgusting acts and being out-classed like this by the wrestling prince. Her fingers were covered in cum, as her hand came out of the briefs and wiped it off his abs. "Ew" she said. "Y-you got what you wanted you freak" she said, saddened as she couldn’t face the crowd. She rolled outside the ring, letting the prince stay in his stupefied and wet condition

    Daisuke

    Daisuke didn't spend the usual amount of time he would on his victory celebration. The dual humiliation periods that Seleziya had to endure were enough. He'd gotten more than enough camera time. Besides, he had a special treat planned for her.

    An hour later, before Seleziya could leave, an attendant came to her locker room with a small box. Inside, was a signed picture of him and the stained briefs from their match. "Something to remember me by - Daisuke, The Wrestling Prince"

    Seleziya

    She had showered, rested up and was feeling a lot better than she did in the match. Before she could leave, however, a staff attendant came along and gave her a box with the parcel being given by Daisuke. She raised her eyebrow- unsure of what it was but when she opened it....a strange smirk came across the corner of lips as she took a whiff of the briefs before placing it in the box and placing the box in her gym bag- before exiting the arena