Wendy Winston vs. Samantha Gang - Cheaters Never Prosper

[BlackAkuma]

Wendy did notice.

Being fair to Samantha, she had high standards. Many women had kissed her ass. Men, too, but they usually paid for the pleasure. All of them had done a far better job. She liked her smooches long and wet, with plenty of coverage across her cheeks. Maybe even some tongue, here and there. What was she getting here? Light touches. Barely ranked about Eskimo kisses.

Wendy tweaked Samantha’s nipples like dials on the radio, giving them a hard twist before she ended the pathetic pecking with a quick bounce of her butt. ”Sammy, Sammy, SammySammySammy.” She shook her head and looked over her shoulder as she brought her ass to rest on her victim’s chin. She wanted eye contact for this. “3 out of 10.You can do better. I know you can do better. Ain’t no way this the first time a little bitch like you’s had to worship some cheeks.”

Finally, finally, Wendy stood up, making sure to press her hands on Samantha’s chest as she rose to press all the weight on her. If Samantha had any relief from not being sat on, though, she'd better cherish it. It wasn't going to last. ”But that’s all right. You just need the right motivation. And guess what? I’m a damn good motivator.”

Wendy let Samantha ponder what she meant as she grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her towards the corner, hauling her body across the ring like she was an overstuffed bag of garbage. Not too far from the truth, really.

[dddybee]

"AAAAHHHH!" Samantha cried, as Wendy twisted and squeezed her nipples again, before bouncing her shapely tush on Sam's face! "NGH!" The reason for this punishment was soon made clear, as Wendy rested her butt on Sam's chin, while literally and metaphorically looking down on her. Ms. Gang hadn't done a good enough job smooching Wendy's rear! Sam no longer had it in her to put up a nasty attitude, as Wendy mocked her, continuing to call her 'Sammy' and whatnot.

Finally, Wendy stood up, but not before pressing down hard on the ruffian's chest. "Uggghh...!" But this didn't mean Ms. Winston was planning to let things go, quite the opposite in fact, as she soon made that clear! "M-M-Motivation...?" Samantha stuttered, as Wendy began to drag her body across the ring, seemingly for nothing good! "Noooo... Let goooo..."

[BlackAkuma]

”Aw, quit the bellyaching.” Wendy rolled her eyes as she dragged Samantha along, hauling her across the ring like an unruly child. ”It’s almost over, Sammie. We’re at the good part.”

She brought Samantha over to the corner and her up against the corner, making sure she was nice and comfortable before she went to work. Wendy stepped in front of her hapless victim, grabbed the ropes and leaned forward, ensuring she got a good look at the source of her misery. Shaking her ass left and right, giving it a seductive sway, all while the crowd cheered.

They knew what was coming next. They were all eager for it. Wendy was going to give it to them, too, but first, she wanted to make 100% sure that her victim was properly pacified.

She took a step forward, then pulled on the ropes and thrust her ass back, ramming it hard into Samantha’s face - one times, two times, three times, each harder than the last, hammering with maximum force to leave her seeing stars. Wendy wanted to make sure her ass haunted this woman’s nightmares, that she lived in fear of it for the rest of her damn life.

[dddybee]

Samantha's feeble protests did nothing to dissuade Wendy from hauling her over to the corner of the ring. Soon, the gang girl found herself seated against the turnbuckle, lacking the energy to even stand to her feet. It had been smothered out of her.

Sadistically making Sam's suffering as long and drawn out as possible, Ms. Winston proceeded to shake her sexy backside from side to side, as it was looming over Sam's face. Ms. Gang's eyes glistened with fear, though her pupils couldn't help but follow the movement of Wendy's rear. "Pleaseeeee don't..." Sam whimpered. "I-I can't take anymore smothering...."

But at least at the moment, Wendy indeed had something else in mind! "NGGGH!" Samantha cried, as Wendy rammed her face with a standing hip attack! "Wait-UGGGH!" Then came another painful booty bump to her face, even harder than the first one! "STOP-AAGGHH!" Then the third, most forceful hip attack. Samantha was beyond out of it. This was overkill. She looked up to witness "three" Wendys in her dizzied state. All with big ol' booties. All booties directed towards her. While Sam's inner cowardice had been outwardly put on full display, she was now even too dazed to beg. Her eyes rolled back and her tongue inadvertently stuck out to the side. She was ruined.

[BlackAkuma]

As much as Wendy loved sitting on faces, it wasn’t the facesitting itself that she craved the most. Actually setting her plump rear on her opponent’s features was nice, but the best part was the moment that came before. Just before. The single second before you plop down when the darkness come over them, and they realized that the lights won’t be coming back on until they wake back up. When they realize how utterly they’ve fucked up and regret every decision that lead to this point.

As she looked up at the big screen, Wendy could see that look on Samantha’s face, and it was the most beautiful thing she’d ever witnessed. DaVinci couldn't have done better. ”Sweet dreams, Sammie.”

Wendy thrust her back into Samantha’s face for the final time and leaned into her with her full weight. She spread her feat out and planted them to pin the bitch’s face against the turnbuckle and grabbed the ropes for support, as her foe’s face wedged in tight. It wouldn’t matter how she turned her head or how hard she pushed. She wasn’t going anywhere until Wendy allowed her to.

And Wendy wasn’t allowing her to until she stopped moving. Point blank, period.

[dddybee]

In all fairness, for all of Wendy's maliciousness and sadism, she had warned Samantha that she could go out the easy way or the hard way. By litterally not kissing Wendy's butt well enough, the gang girl had sealed her fate. That fate came in the form of three agonizing hip attacks to her face, before Wendy finally sealed the deal with a stinkface. "Gmmmghh...." Sam muffled. She had been too destroyed by those hip attacks to resist. While buried ear-deep into Wendy's tormenting booty, any movement Sam managed was just weak, involuntary squirming. And with how little stamina she had left in the tank, it didn't take very long for Sam's movements to cease. She was out cold.

The referee would of course come to confirm so. While Sam was still buried in thicc cheeks, he raised her arm, only for it to lifelessly flop back down to the mat. After repeating this check two more times, the ref called it. The bell rang. Wendy Winston was declared victorious.

Ms. Gang's attempts at foul play had ultimately gotten her nowhere. This had been, by far, the most torturous match Samantha had ever endured. She did enjoy bullying others, so there was a bit of karma at play here. However, Wendy took bullying to a whole other, extra smothery level. And she had enjoyed every second it. Referring to Wendy's mocking, Samantha would indeed have dreams, but they wouldn't be sweet. Wendy's curvaceous hams would haunt her victim's nightmares for quite some time at least!

[BlackAkuma]

There was the bell. There was a win. ”Fuckin’ A.”

After the bell rang, Wendy enjoyed her position for a few moments, settling in on Samantha’s unconscious body and giving the crowd plenty of photo ops. You had to maximize these moments - when was the next time she would have an opponent that she could whip around like this and use like a throne? They didn’t come around every day.

After a few moments, the referee gave her a worrying look, clearly worried for the wrestler’s well-being. Wendy finally let up with an eye-roll, stepping forward and letting Samantha fall flat on her face. Satisfied, she looked over her shoulder, gave her ass a mighty slap, and promptly exited the ring, eager to hit the showers and get Samantha’s smell off her body.

She felt good, damn good, and there was a bottle of something sweet out there with her name on it."Steve walks warily down the street, with the brim pulled way down low..."

Winner: Wendy Winston, via Smother Knockout