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The music begins as he walks into the arena…Her opponent the one who always seems to beat her no matter how hard she tries. His thick musclar legs wrapped in those tight black short spandex shorts, his skin glistening as the lights hit him and he walks toward her. She knows this will be a match like no other.
She has been practicing her holds and skills in wrestling…However she is worried it may not be enough. He climbs in the ring, ropes sling back to their proper places…He stalks over to her just as the announcer rings the bell for the match to begin. He grabs her by the throat, she struggles against him, barely able to breathe. He whispers and asks how she likes the new breathplay?!
He picks her up, he feet dangle in mid air as he choke slams her tiny body into the mat, going down with her on one bent knee right beside her. She struggles to try and recover and get up but she is not quick enough, he grabs her legs and puts her in a figure four hold, making her cry out in pain but she refuses to tap out!
Flipping her over again he grabs her crotch which is barely covered with her skimpy one piece bikini, the shine from the material glistens in the lights as he raises her by her pussy and holds her in the air like a prize he has just won! She cries out in more pain as his fingers bite into the flesh of her pussy lips. SLAM! He slams her to the mat!
Will this match end without humiliation for our little wrestling whore? I suppose you will have to cum and help me finish!? *grins*
He came into the ladies locker room, already glistening with sweat, his tight wrestling shorts pulled tighter over the semi hard on he had. He grabbed me by the back of my head, a fistful of hair as he slammed my head off the mirror in front of me…SLAM I could feel the warm fluid flowing down my nose as the cut seeped….
He grabbed another chunk of my long hair and dragged me, ass on the ground to the ring, I could hear the music and the crowd going wild as I struggled against his massive strength. He swung me into the ring skirt, my back hitting off the supports, I lay there unable to move for a moment. Before I can get my bearings about me I am hoisted back up and thrown into the ring.
He slammed me into the turn buckle my back bending around it, causing extremepain. He held my head up so I had to look at him as he rammed his finger into my freshly cut forehead, the pain excruciating I screamed out, he pulled down his wrestling pants and took out his massively hardcock and slammed that into my cut as well. The precum stung like a bitch as he rubbed it harder into my head.
That is when he took the silver chain out and wrapped it around my throat tightly, my hands immediately reaching up to try and free myself became useless as I gagged and coughed and tried to free myself. He hung the chain on the turnbuckle, constricting me. I fought harder as my breath escaped.
He forced his cock down my closing throat and as a gaged and gasped for air he face fucked me like a pathetic little whore. Finally, he came all down my throat and over my face. The release brought relief to me as he undid the chain and released me, leaving me lay on the mat gasping and trying to catch my breath which had been robbed from me for way too long.
He simply walked away cocky as always, knowing he had won yet another match.
She has been waiting patiently for weeks, while her opponent hides in fear, afraid he will be taken yet again by such a ferocious wrestler. He has watched her on countless interviews, those long legs, slender, teasing as they lead to those open toe heels.
He knows he can not hide much longer, she has tempted and tormented him day in and day out, endless phone calls, countless interviews just begging him to come out and get what is coming to him.
He finally answers her call while on national television, he watches her motions on the screen as her soft voice tells him when the next match will be. He watches her as she licks her lips, as that voice tears through his entire body and soul, reaching inside him like a thousand fingers gripping him tightly.
The match he repeats back to her will be Thursday at 9:00pm on national television, so that world will see what a unworthy opponent he is.
I am looking around the arena waiting for my opponent. Where could he be, would he have wussed out on our match tonight? Hmm…How unlike him!
I begin to practice my gymnastics as you watch from the balcony, waiting to try and see where my weak spot is. You watch as I do a few backhandsprings, a few frontflips with round off finishes, a couple in air toetouches.
Watch as I prance around the ring, practicing bouncing off the ropes. You swallow hard as your dick presses against your tights. You love th outfit I have chosen for this evenings match. A tight black shiny leotard with a thong back, shiny silver tights under that, and the most intense toe nails yet!
She enters the stage from the right, long slender legs showcased by a tight knee length grey skirt. Her legs encased by nude colored tights, the stage lights make them shine.
As the interviewer glances down to try and hide his excitement he sees those stunning black toenails with the purple tips and orange polka dots. Those strappy pink heels match that tightcorset top she is wearing.
As she sits down the interviewer tries to cross his legs, only to find his raging hard on is making that close to impossible. He begins asking the questions…She switches sides of the leg cross, with every switch he sees those strong thigh muscles and calves tighten and flex making his hard on even harder.
She grins, knowing exactly what is going through his brain. It is not everyday the world famous femalechampionwrestler grants interviews especially about the matches to come. But this particular interviewer made a good impression upon her, plus she wanted to kick his ass on national tv, & in front of a live audience!
Thursday is coming quickly and another match to prepare for. I have been practicing my flips and holds, moves, and kicks…This little opponent has alot in store for him this week.
He has tried and tried to prepare for my unexpected twists and turns during every single match and yet week after week he is defeated. How should I do it this week…finish him off with the “NutCracker” or maybe the “ReverseCrabHold” I suppose we shouldn’t give too much away he may try to counteract my moves. *Chuckles*
You call me every night thinking you can handle the moves I have hidden and ready to unleash…How foolish of you for thinking this. With one quick cartwheel I am beside you, your neck locked in the crook of my elbow and I am pulling you backwards until we are both on the mat.
My legs wrap and weave around yours leaving you immobile. I squeeze harder with my arm around your neck until you begin to slap the mat with your free hand! There are NO submits in this match silly! You will be defeated and the whole world will see.
I flip you over still holding your neck in my arm and sit on top of you, pulling your head back to you are looking at the ceiling! You are trying to beg for release, beg for mercy…I hate to tell you darling I will do neither! Next, thing you know my perfectly manicures toes are teasing your nose and mouth, tempting you to suck them…you refuse or atleast try to, trying to remain strong for your fans…What fans? *laughs*
If you are choosing to be difficult I will remedy this..pulling back harder you can feel yourself drifting away…further and further away…until…you passout!
She walks through the purple velvet curtains, as “Eye Of The T**er” plays a little too loudly. You stand in the ring already and waiting. Taking a look around the ring you see the mat is a beautiful shiny gold, the turnbuckles a shiny silver and the ropes a deep blue velvet! You feel yourself grow hard under the shiny pantyhose and speedo style pants, she has you in.
You watch her walk down the aisle, her floor legnth silky robe flowing like the wind, her shiny legs peek through with every step. She stops just before the ring, and flips herself in a front flip over the ropes and before you know it she is in the ring. Standing there, your palms sweat, your mind goes crazy trying to out smart her this match. But just like the previous matches YOU WILL NOT SUCCEED!
Her robe slips off revealing her exquisite wrestling outfit….A deep gold shiny leotard, nude shiny pantyhose, and a pair of nice silver sexywrestling boots. She looks at you as you watch her robe fall to the floor! BIG MISTAKE. She takes that moment to cartwheel over to you and before you know what hit you she has you in one of her signature moves.
****”GymnastJill’sHeadOverHeelsForYou”****
Your cockthrobs in your pants, as she runs her pointed fingernail, painted deep blue with white accents, down your chest. You quiver at the soft touch, she leans your head back and softly kisses your lips, throwing you into a state of total confusion…NOOOO you are thinking this is the plan…..
