The best plea came out of Kana's mouth, just as the blonde was cornering her using only her quads to settle this doll in the corner, ready to receive the best punishment, or reward from the foreign queen. And when Kana gave those grandiose words Gabriel has struggled so hard to hear, brit queen slammed her soft, firm, perfect ass against the soft stomach of Kana's figure, folding the girl's body around the roundness of that peach.
Kana's chest flattened against Gabriel's back, her face also followed suit, and Kana's feet hovered inches off the floor as her own ass sat on the middle turnbuckle, pushed by her new mistress's pelvis.
Gabriel's body was pressing down to keep Kana in that flaccid, fetishistic position, turned into a wrestler's bundle, limbs floating down and the rest of herself moulded over and over by her conqueror.
Gabriel had been working all night for a single title, and to have Kana give it to her when she was about to let it go was vindicating. Now came her gratitude.
She would let go of the ropes and straighten up, with Kana still between her and the corner. Her skirt was still rubbing against the nakedness of Laura's wrestler. She would start with a slow wiggle to massage Kana's poor abs.
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Now you're being good, Kana.โ Admitted the queen. She wanted to frolic with this young lady. โ
And tell me.โ Her bicep would rest on Kana's jaw, wrapping her arm around her head to stroke her silver hair. โ
Who do you love more?โ Her lips would taste Kana's cheek with a slow, noisily, but, exquisite peck. โ
Laura...or...me?โ she whispered in her ear.
It would be a trick question, because before Kana could answer, the queen's ass would be pushed away and back to her, crashing serially to crush without giving her room to regain form, pumping Kana's stomach for all the air she had to spare, which was all of it.
The audience would roar impertinently, they liked that question.
After that ordeal, the queen would slide her lips back, subtly brushing Kana's profile to her ear. A whimsical smile on Gabriel's face could only hint at what perhaps only Kana would hear.
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Don't forget that I will make your current mistress love me.โ She assured, slowly kissing and licking that ear. There was strength in that muscle. โ
I will make her think of me, even to breathe.โ That last word was an exclusive roar for the girl. "
So think carefully about your answer." Now it was a promise.
Gabriel's eyes bulged above Kana's head, and she met Laura's lustful gaze. The matriarch of the heel house was still groping herself in delight, surely teasing Gabriel. โ
And I'm going to break whatever's left of your loyalty to her for all to see. Honeyโ
With a prance she peeled herself out of that corner. Of course, she didn't abandon Kana in that spot- she urged the white-haired girl to join her as her pet, stroking her jaw for vengeance.
As she reached the centre of the ring, Gabriel would glance sidelong at Laura, and exhale a long, heavy, visible breath, rising and falling her large breasts as if she were overheating and waving her hand in front of her face. A wink that perhaps only Laura was meant to understand, but that regal gesture would make the entire audience roar, for even they understood the offer the queen was throwing to the mistress of this house.
โSince she was generating so much pleasure for Laura, why not go directly to face that portent of a woman, or was she voyeuristic?โ Someone might insinuate to, perhaps, see more action. Though for others it was too early for that clash of queens.
Gabriel would just roll her eyes from one corner to the other, ignoring the pleas and ideas and even the cheers and whistles glorifying her. After some thought, she would make the wisest decision: she would lead Kana to the side of the ring in front of Laura's table. She would lean Kana's back against the ropes and drape her arms over them. Then, Gabriel would lower her hands to Kana's hips, and begin to raise them back up, sliding her fingers along the contours of this kneaded little body. From her hips to the sides of her trunk. Always looking at Laura, as if she wanted to make something clear to her with that serpentine, greenish-glowing gaze of hers.
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Your old boss is watching us,โ she commented to Kana. โ
Make her want her turn now.โ She requested.
Gabriel would climb the ropes, and cross one leg at a time around Kana's head, then turn on her shoulders and drop out of the ring!
The blonde would stand on her hands on the apron, with her skirt hanging down, and pull Kana's head back with her legs in a hanging headscissors!