The Midas Touch, Episode 14: Upending An Upstart

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"Dirty?" Rose chirped with her foot buried precariously between her opponent's thighs. Naya's hands were gripping the leather of her boot desperately. Begging her to stop with action, rather than words. She knew the look on Naya's face well, because it was the same look so many others had given her when they realized the despair of being trapped in the ring with her.

"Honey, you better hope it isn't. Because I'm going to make you lick it clean!" The boot against her poor pussy relented. Falling away and granting the wish that Naya's hands had made. But for only a moment.

The second her toes touched the ground, her hands shot out past Naya! Her fingers curled around the ropes, gripping them and encircling Naya with her arms. If the ring was a prison, this became her metaphorical cell!

Rose Gold's hips dropped, before shooting back up as her arms pulled her forward! That same leg thrust upwards, this time with her knee rather than her foot! And once again attempted to bury itself between her lower lips! And if the brutal Muay Thai-esque knee to her sex landed, then Naya would find Rose Gold's face right in front of hers!

And the moment she screamed, Rose Gold would capture her mouth with her own. Stealing a deviant, tongue-filled kiss as she lavished in drinking the defiant rookie's screams!

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Fear had worked well to weaken Naya's muscles as she made a pathetic display of trying to pry off the foot wedged deep between her thighs. Her eyes met Rose Gold's, the look alone enough to convey Naya's pleas not to push down any further, lest she damage her rosebud beyond repair. When she finally relented, Naya didn't know whether to sigh with relief or cry in despair. She had already learned that the vixen wasn't one to voluntarily relinquish an assault, unless she had something more sinister in mind to replace it.

Naya wrapped her arms around the bottom ropes as her body sagged forwards, masking her disheveled wheezes and groans behind a thick veil of silver hair. Naya's suspicions were confirmed as Rose Gold's presence surrounded her once more, eliciting a newfound sense of claustrophobia that cemented the young rookie into a state of shock. A loud gasp rocketed through her throat as a sharp pain pierced through her pussy once again, torrential pain forcing her mouth into a gaping, croaking hole overwhelmed by the inexplicable cruelty to her young rosebud.

Before the croaks could turn into audible screams, her mouth had already been consumed by the vixen. It was nothing short of an invasion, an unwarranted intrusion into her oral vestibule that robbed her of the ability to vocalize her grief. "MMMGH-MMUAGH!" Naya's eyes rolled into the back of her head, the pained grumblings of her throat channeling into the kiss as Rose Gold's tongue marked it's presence in her mouth with warm, wet, salacious probing.

Naya wanted nothing more than to hang limp against the ropes and wail away the pain, but she couldn't. All sense of fame, fortune, honor and whatever other notions she had entered into this match with had long since vanquished from her vandalized mind, the only thing left in it's wake was pure survival instincts, begging, screaming at her to endure. Finally, a scream broke through her garbled lips, filling the confines of their interlocked mouths not with agony, as the vixen most likely expected, but rather with rage, an emotion Naya didn't think herself capable of until this very moment.

All off a sudden her legs tensed up from their idle stance along the mat, shooting upwards and taking advantage of the new proximity to encapsulate Rose Gold's hourglass figure between her limbs. Naya wrapped her thighs tightly around Rose Gold's torso, intertwining her bare ankles together at the other end and locking the woman in place. Another war cry echoed between their lips as Naya used the ropes to elevate herself, straightening her legs and squeezing with all her might, enduring the throbbing pain in her pussy in an adrenaline fueled attempt to buy her freedom though a bone-breaking bodyscissor!

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Naya's sounds of anguish were like honey dripped directly down her throat. She drank deeply of her opp- no, victim's agony and let it course through her. She trembled against Naya's lips and the girl could feel her purr as it traveled through the otherwise surgical muscle that was her tongue.

This one had been swift. She hoped the fans wouldn't be too terribly disappointed. Another opponent was easily dispatched. Another beautiful challenger was dismantled and humiliated for the sake of aggrandizing her prodigious reign. She was certain the fans would forgive her for the swift conclusion given what she planned to do to and with the girl after she had surrendered.

"Mmmn~" Her throaty moans would fill Naya up. Reverberating down her throat until they too became a sudden choking gasp! "Mmmn-GRK~!"

Rose Gold's eyes went wide! Her early victory celebration was cut short as Naya's legs wrapped desperately around her waist! Her ankles locked at the small of her back and the girl's thighs began to squeeze, crushing her slender midsection and her lower ribs!

Her grip on the ropes released as she immediately attempted to pry at Naya's thighs! She'd put all of her breath into kissing the other woman! She had none left to expand her diaphragm! The sudden body scissors had caught her completely by surprise! It set her nerves ablaze! But worse, and most shameful; it dropped her to a knee! Her frame bending over and pressing Naya's back to the canvas! It wasn't a defensive move and the audience knew it! And Naya would too!

"URK!~" In this moment, she didn't even have the strength to break the kiss! It was Naya's turn to drink in -her- pain!

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As the muscles in Naya's thighs tightened around Rose Gold's core, it suddenly dawned on the young submissionist that her bodyscissor had no reason to limit itself to a desperate reversal, but could rather transcend into a full-on counterattack! The revelation was further emboldened by her opponent as she slowly deteriorated and slumped towards Naya, her sultry feast interrupted by the rookie's hydraulic limbs.

Naya's distressed whimpers progressed into assertive moans as she realized her attack had also swayed the tide of battle in their mouths. Rose Gold's tongue, once intrusive and unyielding, twitched idle against her cheeks, ripe for Naya's own appendage to take advantage of!

Her tongue lashed forward from where it lay cowering within her mouth, bashing with her opponent's muscles while it was still too pain-shocked to properly respond. It was an opportunity too rare to let slip by, so Naya's hands reached behind Rose golds head and began pulling downwards to push their mouths even closer together! She showed little love or affection, emulating the lack of restraint that was shown onto her as she undulated her opponent's pained croaks down into her throat.

Not wanting to test her luck for too long against the notoriously resourceful vixen, Naya broke off the kiss after only a few seconds, the thick bridge of saliva connecting their lips drooping downwards as Naya's mouth contorted into a satisfied smile. "Hmph...Golden Tongue my ass" Naya scoffed at her opponent's renowned muscle, pressing their foreheads together to instead admire the reddened hue her irontight bodyscissor was painting on the woman's face.

Adrenaline fueled dominance had reduced her aching pussy to an afterthought, the preeminent thought occupying her mind now being the contemplation of how best to punish her opponent for her misdeeds. The answer was surprisingly simple:

More Pain!

If Rose Gold was still rendered paralyzed by the pneumatic pressure, Naya would then begin using her grip on the woman's head to guide her downwards and to her side, adjusting the back of her neck to fit snugly into the pit of the submissionist's elbow. The change of atmosphere was palpable in the arena, and had Naya succeeded unhindered up until this point, the implications of her next move would be lit brightly on the jumbotron above!

With a cheery eyed smile unbefitting of the pain she was about to unleash, Naya began leaning even more towards the mat while tightening her opponent's neck between her arm and waist, attempting to apply unrelenting pressure on two fronts with a bodyscissor and front headlock combo!

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She couldn't breathe! Her diaphragm could barely expand, and Naya's mouth kept her lips sealed! The crushing pressure of the other girl's thighs caused her jaw to slacken as her head was forced closer to Naya's. An amateur might have thought that Rose Gold was simply trying to kiss her deeper. But the reality was far less assertive than that.

"GKK!"

She was choking and gagging on Naya's lustful reversal! Submissive groans and gasps accompanied the subtle responses her tongue offered to Naya's bullying. Her saliva spilled past the seal of their lips and ran shamefully down her cheek as her eyes began to roll up into the back of her head. For the moment, Naya had total dominion of the Venomous Vixen's lauded lips. She kissed her deeper than any had before. The rookie was experiencing something few other wrestlers ever had. She was violating Rose Gold's mouth!

When the kiss broke, the blonde was exhausted. Panting. And unable to even answer Naya's taunt. But as Naya's forehead pressed against her own, her eyes dropped back down to meet the other girls. Lazy. Pained. But present.

Another squeeze made Rose Gold's body receptive to manipulation! Allowing Naya to tuck her head in and guide her down into the body-scissor and headlock combo! Her hands finally became active, as she pawed at the girl's forearm to relieve some of the pressure!

And her knees gave out. And just as Naya intended, they hit the canvas! Rose Gold was on top, but Naya's limbs were constricting her like a Boa!