War Of The Roses - Gwendolyn Dupont Bettencourt vs. Alice Rose

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Considering that valiant heroines were overbearingly commonplace within Gwendolyn's previous wrestling establishment, the heiress felt herself capable of internally quoting every courageous line of dialogue uttered forth from Alice's rasping mouth as she said them. To say they were textbook defiance and rather cliché would have been a gross understatement in Gwendolyn's perspective. At one point wondering if this were all merely an act or play at subterfuge on Alice's part. Nevertheless, the smug aristocrat took her adversary's words as being earnestly truthful if also delightfully schmaltzy as she continued constraining the honorable heroine within her sublime imprisonment. Taking no small modicum of satisfaction in silencing Alice's valorous defiance with several hip thrusting face collisions against the ring canvas. Gwen afterward taking a seating position with her hands propping her up behind her, flexing every muscle in her legs and making them tighten as Alice gazed up the arena lights. Although they would be shaded somewhat by Gwen's voluptuous bosom as the heiress smirked down at Alice struggling for naught. Somehow finding her adversary's valiant yet undeniably pathetic resistance against Gwendolyn's graceful superiority a tad charming, even if it did needlessly prolong her inevitable victory as a result.

"Oh come now, you've barely scratched the surface in regards to my abundance of accolades and flawless personality traits. There's my pristine beauty, immaculate physique, sophisticated intellect, calculating business acumen..." Gwendolyn continuing to count the numerous qualities and characteristics that add up to the vision of perfection Alice sees above her as the heiress flicked her ringletted hair over her shoulder while listing onward during the submission, eventually peeking down at Alice as her foe's labored breathes wafted against her inner thigh. Noticing her adversary’s futile resistance in spite of making no discernible headway in escaping. "Unwavering resolve, indeed. Doesn't seem to be assisting you from being abjectly outmatched so far, has it? Here, what say you showcase your appreciation to all your adoring fans ~..." Gwendolyn snidely remarked as she shifted up to now be standing straight, Alice elevated to a seated position with her head still affixed in between her sublime thighs. The smug aristocrat gracefully bowing against the cascade of encouraging adulation intended for Alice, before Gwendolyn twists over to be flattened on her stomach while yanking back on Alice's wrists. The fallen Rose's head snugly tucked against Gwen's royal backside in the degrading submission leaving her upside down with legs forcibly widened~...

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As her head rested on Gwen’s butt, panic coursed through Alice as the agonizing stretch persisted, and she desperately alternated between closing her legs to minimize the humiliating exposure and to shield herself from the prying eyes of the crowd who cheered mercilessly seeing Alice like this. Her face burned with embarrassment, and the mixture of cheers and jeers from the crowd only added to her turmoil.

"Please, Gwendolyn, this isn't right! Don’t you care about your legacy? About women’s professional wrestling? You’re better than this!" Alice pleaded, her voice quivering with both desperation and the physical strain of the hold. She could hear the taunts of the crowd members who reveled in her exposed vulnerability, and it sent shivers down her spine. The humiliation was almost unbearable.

With each passing second, Alice's determination to escape grew stronger. She knew she couldn't stay trapped like this, exposed and degraded in front of the audience. Summoning every ounce of her willpower, she would grit her teeth trying not to give up, trying to block out her embarrassment despite her muscles trembling from the effort. She tried to twist her body, using her legs as a counterweight, in a desperate attempt to break free from Gwendolyn's relentless grip but it was futile. Her arms were immobilized due to Gwen having control over them. Her desperation to escape even led her to inadvertently cause her body to bend even more, inadvertently causing her to do a self-induced smother with her own breasts to her face, muffling her words and moans of pain!

The crowd's response was a chaotic mix of cheers and boos, with a vocal minority reveling in Gwendolyn's degrading tactics while the rest continued to support Alice. She drew strength from those who believed in her, determined not to let Gwendolyn's cruel taunts and submission holds define her in the wrestling world. Her vision of honor and respect was worth fighting for, even in the face of this excruciating and degrading ordeal.

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Exposing the Royal Servant for all to witness was never Gwen's intent when first entering this hallowed ring tonight. Especially in the quite literal sense, which was being perpetrated right this instance with the world ogling Alice's upturned backside. But Heaven forbid Gwendolyn deny her natural wrestling instincts as the smug aristocrat transitioned from submission to submission against her noble-minded adversary who seemed abjectly feckless against them. Alice being adorably incapable of securing her own freedom and therefore proves this was merely the optimal strategy to continue onward with. Gwendolyn's high-minded business acumen dictating as such with an upside down crotch spread which allowed Alice the privileged opportunity to nestle her head against the blueblood's sublime posterior and tested her fellow rose's leg flexibility. Gwen smugly smirking over her shoulder as she frequently spread Alice's legs before relenting in a torturous tease with her foe's squirming resistance only accentuating her futility. Alongside providing more alluring eye candy to those leering audience members appreciating the elegant beauty of Gwendolyn's submission~...

Thankfully, her adversary's rebellious prattle was stifled within her own squished cleavage against her blushing facials. Gwendolyn assuming as much considering very little else could cease Alice's insufferable diatribes and the referee had yet declared Gwendolyn the glorious winner via knockout. A pert wiggle to Gwen's backside to ascertain Alice consciousness came before the heiress opting to undo the submission herself, discarding Alice to the side as the lower-class peasantry she assumingly is and arising to be standing over her foe. "Voila~...Even a noblewoman of mine own exalted prestige can be swayed by pleas for mercy by lowborn commoners. Although it appears that we are in agreement over one matter, it seems. I am indeed better than this. Perhaps if you were to list the manners in which I am superior alongside lavishing me with my praise, I may yet find use for you as a maid servicing my every will. Whatsay you begin with my beauteous and balletic grace~..." Gwendolyn offered before extending one leg impressively high before performing a guillotine leg drop upon Alice, an exquisite split performed on her foe facials with the referee counting the pin.

"One!"

[AliceBun]

Alice's determination was unwavering, even in the face of Gwendolyn's relentless submission holds and taunts. Her modesty and dignity had been compromised, but she refused to let Gwendolyn's cruelty define her in the wrestling world. As Gwendolyn continued to humiliate her with the crotch spread and the tease of spreading her legs, Alice struggled to maintain her composure. The blush on her face deepened as her legs were manipulated, and her futile resistance only seemed to accentuate her vulnerability. The crowd's reactions were a tumultuous mix, with some appreciating Gwendolyn's beauty and others jeering the heiress's tactics. Alice's attempts to voice her defiance were stifled as her face was pressed against her own cleavage. She couldn't deny the effectiveness of her opponent's strategy, and the referee had yet to declare Gwendolyn the winner by submission.

As Gwendolyn released the submission, Alice was discarded to the side, her body aching and her spirit battered but not broken. She watched Gwendolyn rise, her aristocratic arrogance on full display. The heiress extended her leg in a display of grace and athleticism, taunting Alice further. Alice's determination flared once more, her voice filled with defiance even as her body throbbed with pain. "I once idolized you as a powerful woman! I may not be your servant, Gwendolyn, but I will never bow to your arrogance. I don't know what I saw in you, but I fight for honor and respect in this ring, and I won't let you tarnish the sport any longer!"

Gwendolyn executed her Guillotine Leg Drop with grace and precision, her leg extending high into the air before delivering the devastating split upon Alice's facials. The audience's reactions ranged from appreciating Gwendolyn's athleticism to jeering her tactics. Alice muffled her surprise and panic, her voice barely audible underneath Gwendolyn. As the referee's hand came down for the count, she mustered every ounce of strength in desperation, kicking out at two. The crowd's anticipation and uncertainty filled the arena, but Alice refused to let Gwendolyn's dominance end her fight.

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Although Alice may see fit to deride Gwendolyn for displaying the fatigued Rose in one suggestive position after another, one might say the Snobbish Blueblood was merely offering the audience a chance to appreciate everything Alice had to offer them within the wrestling ring. Namely being the abjectly helpless and shameful heroine squirming pitiably whose sole redeeming qualities are her lionhearted resolve in the face of an inevitable defeat, and the curved bounce to her ample assets as she struggled onward. Gwendolyn actually surmised she might begin to foster her own rise in fandom within the audience considering the salacious sight she's graciously offering to the unsophisticated rabble around them, abandoned with the undoing of the submission as Gwendolyn arrogantly waltzed around her fatigued adversary with more concern taken in maintaining her regal composure with an elegant stride and adjusting her skintight outfit to ensure her pristine perfection. A showcasing of her nimble flexibility displayed in a Guillotine legdrop gracefully performed with Alice's begrudging assistance once the thundering impact hit its intended target.

Whatever defiant prattle she concocted next being silenced against the underside of Gwendolyn's heavenly thigh with a split-legged pin attempt, an alluring sight to behold considering Alice was seemingly subdued beneath with the heiress flicking her lavish curls with a smug smile. Obviously taking little urgency on her part considering the ease with which the pin could be undone but enjoying the displays of dominance she could portray with so pitiable an adversary. Gwendolyn arising once more with Alice narrowly kicking out and taking the time to respond while swiveling Alice over onto her front side. "You know, for one who professes themselves to be a royal servant, you are categorically inept at the position it seems. I daresay that servicing my whims and kneeling before me may be as improbable a task for you as providing with me an actual challenge within the wrestling ring~..." Gwendolyn mocked while stepping one foot onto the back of Alice's thighs and hooking her ankles around Gwen's legs, a slicing swat at her backside reflexively prompting her foe to lean partially back and allow Gwen to snatch her wrists. A deft roll backward later, and Alice would be trapped within a Mexican Ceilinghold~...