Gabriel Vinlee vs. House of Heels!

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel had done it. Her headscissors sent Lisa flying across the ring, turning her face into a poem for voyeurs.

The blonde with the wild hair had vanished. The queen sensed it because her arms were no longer tense with resistance, but had become mere threads hanging from her wrists. Flaccid, dazed, drooling as her body lay in a theatrical pose and her neck remained imprisoned between the two best gallows bars in the whole of the United Kingdom—the long, soft, whitish legs of England's most talented model wrestler. Or so they called her: the most talented girl that Gart's pub was lucky enough to have.

Photos abounded, illuminating the palace with flashes. Immortalising this improvised move. No one could doubt that the best legs in the pub had the attention of the little piece of the world that had gathered here. And Gabriel felt proud.

Lisa would be able to enjoy it when she came to. Not everyone becomes the podium for the real star to shine at a moment like this.

Gabriel sighed with satisfaction at the approval in Laura's gaze. She approached them, making the blonde nervous. The Queen of the palace circled around behind them, while the blonde could only follow her with her eyes; then she knelt down, and Gabriel didn't know what she was doing to Lisa, but from the sounds, she could only suspect that she was mocking her poor deer. And perhaps she was doing a little more, wet from the pathetic and sexy state in which this choke had left her.

Gabriel was going to dissociate herself; she no longer had anything else to worry about or be interested in. Internally, she just wanted to wait for Laura's next speech to move on to the next step. But Mama Heel caressed her legs, bringing her out of her stupor and making her bristle! And she continued to knead her firm legs while what she was doing to Lisa extended a little further.

The sound, the touch, and the murmurs and laughter of the heels only gave her a very vague, but at the same time clear, idea of what Laura was doing behind her. And that didn't help.

The guest queen blushed as Laura gently rested her hands on her thighs and continued, playfully bringing them together against the face of a dazed Lisa, who just drooled, unaware of her misery, meanwhile her leader kneading her face between those bars as her mouth was devoured by the poisonous tongue of the queen regent of Palace. Prompting whistles from the gathered crowd. And Gabriel could only guess at the humiliation Laura was stirring up and prolonging, as they used her as yet another tool for the delight of the real queen here.

Another reminder that she is just a toy at this table. Not the other way around.

Other shame moans escaped Gabriel for fear that those hands would move up her skin, losing her composure, though rigid. Perhaps more interested that hands no getting under her skirt and feeling the texture of her shorts. The guest queen very blushed. Laura didn't seem like the type of woman to cross boundaries so quickly, but even so, Vinlee was nervous that Ms. Grayson had discovered one of her new jester's greatest whims. Or worse, that she had known about them from the beginning!

Laura stopped playing around, Gabriel's legs stopped shaking immediately, and her body straightened up as the beauty queen moved towards her.

Gabriel almost swallowed hard. Laura's mouth was a clue to what she had done to the remains of Lisa's dignity, and the British blonde seemed to be her new interest now.

Vinlee felt so small for some reason, and trapped, because it didn't occur to her to let go of Lisa's grip to be ready for whatever Laura wanted to try with her now.

The mother of heels was closing the distance between them. This was what Gabriel had been looking for. The MILF's large bust met the considerable bust of the young jobber's nightmare. But she didn't feel ready for it. Laura's excited and dangerous lips approached hers, one hand resting on Gabriel's hip, sending a shiver down her spine that made her hair stand on end and her body tremble. Because, once again, she felt like she was at someone else's mercy. Laura's tongue appeared, brushing against Gabriel's lips, which opened nervously, mesmerised by the way she handled them, tempted to receive and respond. And for some reason, she didn't openly admire, feeling used didn't bother her, it excited her.

Laura paused just as Gabriel was about to surrender, breaking the spell. And it wasn't discreet! The guest shook her head, opening her eyes wide, careless of what her body was saying to Laura now.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly as her host's words repeated themselves like a vicious loop in her mind. Unaware of the fact that she no longer sees herself as that capricious woman, but as her host's plaything. How awful. As she recalled this, she realised how far she had been carried away by her desire to touch Laura's body. How awful, once again!

Her legs had tensed up during this mental dance. From the hypnosis until now. Squeezing Lisa's neck to inflate her cheeks, open her eyes wide, make her spray saliva, or make her turn very red before easing the choke, while Laura touched the right buttons on Gabriel's body without realising it. Because the European woman hadn't even wanted to obey her, she was simply playing her games. And now that she was back to her senses, her composure returned, and she had only one thing to say to her host.

"... Heh!" Her grimace turned into a smile, and her legs came together until they almost touched her knees. She was going to give the cameras the biggest and sexiest expression of humiliation from Lisa's career!

The Brit wasn't done yet; she wanted this to be definitive! She stood on tiptoe, lifting her hips on the spot. Indifferent to the fact that part of her shorts were spoiling the moment by showing under her skirt. Her hips stood out, swollen by the force she exerted as she challenged her conjurer and quelled her opponent's remaining shame. She wanted Laura to seek out her lips if she liked them so much.

She wanted to taste that tongue that had so pressured and punished Takanashi, and with which she had earned Kana's loyalty. She wanted to receive that touch to see if she could resist it. However, her more dominant side was not on board with that idea.

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Laura knew exactly what she was doing. She had seen this confident persona of Gabriels for most of the night. There was only one moment that seemed to catch the blonde viper off guard just a few moments ago, but she was quick to hide that shock and go back to her stoic and dominant self.

The light moment of vulnerability had given Laura an opening now. That was just a slight chip in the canvass but now was Laura's chance to turn that chip into a full crack, hopefully leading to a shatter.

Laura could tell how small Gabriel felt as she got closer and closer to her, she could see that she was feeling more like an object than an equal or an opponent. She knew this game all to well, having broken so many other wrestlers in her palace.

Laura turned up the heat of the interaction, leaning in closer. That was when Gabriel's eyes went wide and she started shaking her head rapidly. The way her breathing quickened and her chest rising and falling rapidly, Laura could tell that something within Gabriel had malfunctioned.

Laura's eyes remained calm as she leaned in closer and closer, feeling Gabriel's legs tightening harder and harder around Lisa's neck without her even noticing.

Suddenly, like a switch was flipped in Gabriel, she seemed to find her cool again. She seemed to be able to calm down, letting out a slight chuckle as her grimace turned into a smile. Her legs came together until her knees nearly touched, squeezing Lisa mercilessly now and it still wasn't as tight as it was going to go.

Laura kept her hands on Gabriel's glutes, feeling the tensity of them as they swelled and hardened as Gabriel went up to her tiptoes, lifting her hips to tighten as physically tight as possible.

Laura couldn't help but let out a moan. "So good baby..." She cooed as she leaned forward to land her lips against Gabriels. Her eyes calmed down, closing to slits as she went in to reward the blonde for being as brutal as she wanted. Laura's lips meet Gabriel's. First just her lips. The soft, warm and plump pink flesh met Gabriel's in the softest, most rewarding manner. If the kiss lasted, Laura would flick out her tongue, looking to protrude the blonde viper's mouth. Her hands stayed on Gabriel's glutes, massaging them so that she could continue squeezing for as long as she wanted.

Meanwhile, Lisa had been turned into more than a rag doll. She kneeled there, face red, cheeks puffed out, spittle was frothing and foaming before falling into puddles below. Her body convulsed occasionally as it fought for air. More flashes of cameras, plenty of videos taken. This was a spectacle to say the least.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel felt like a goddess when Laura sought her lips. And found them.

Her entire statuesque body tensed as she felt the boss of bosses' style being applied to her. Courting her lips while their tongues danced, and she was the one who had to resist one of the Palace's greatest talents. And Laura's fondling did not make it any easier for Gabriel's resilient mind.

The blonde refrained. She diverted her thoughts. She remained regal before the master. She never closed her eyes to refuse to fall completely into the seductive dance of that tongue; but she savoured her lips every time Laura gave her an inch of space and returned to her. Shortening her breath and making her breathing come in gasps.

For a few moments, she wanted to loosen her grip on Lisa to give her whole body to the woman who dared to reward her so heavenly, despite how diabolical she was with her manoeuvres. But Laura's hands on the blonde's hips prevented her from becoming so limp. Massaging her to her liking, Ms. Grayson managed to make Gabriel's legs open and close rhythmically, torturing Lisa, who was no longer in a position to be anything more than a visual reflection of everything Laura does to have the queen in the palm of her hand.

It was Gabriel's dream come true. Her eyes faltered for a moment, her hips trembled, and she almost gave in, but she took a deep breath and resisted, returning some of her pleasure to Laura's lips. She couldn't help it anymore; it was just a moment of weakness. But she needed that.

Gabriel's hands began to falter. With every exhalation into Laura's mouth, her arms dropped a little further. With every moan, spasm or tear (which was only one), her neat composure broke down a little more. She was human, she could let herself go, that was what this sport was all about; but Gabriel seemed to be the only one who hadn't realised that.

She couldn't take it anymore. One of Lisa's arms fell to the canvas, the other arm was placed on Gabriel's hips.

The queen swallowed again. Her eyelids narrowed. The queen swallowed again. Her eyes rolled back until they were almost white. Her free hand fell on Laura's abdomen, covered by that white blouse, groping for something to beg for. She moaned in displeasure. She shook her head awkwardly and bit Laura's lower lip to ask for space. If it worked, the queen would pull away, leaning back, but not before saying goodbye with a final brush of her tongue against the tip of Laura's, and seeking her dominant blue eyes.

"L-Laura..." She stammered, pleading, breathing as if she had been made to run 100 laps with 20 kilos on each ankle. "You're too talented." She admitted.

"How is that possible?" She mumbled like a child, lowering her gaze to Laura's clothes. Her hand curiously felt the hidden abs of Queen of Heels. She needed an answer to that question. Her finger twirled a button on that blouse as she searched for it.

Her chest burned, and she felt it every time she filled her lungs. The air felt so thin to her that she couldn't hide the fervour that drove her. Gabriel bit her lips, one of her knees resting on Lisa's shoulder. Supporting the poor newbie against her other leg.

She seemed to be processing something. "Too good..." She repeated, apparently dazed. Her eyes grew brighter.

She had to calm down, but apparently, this was no longer her moment, and she seemed more than scared now that she had found the beast she was looking for, the one she had been tempting since she set foot in this palace, and who turned out to be as incredible as she had fantasised she would be.

Gabriel murmured, turning her hips. As if imagining what Laura would do to her if she took her as she had taken Lisa and Kana, and as if she were longing for it.

She bowed her head further. Her fringe hid her sorrowful eyes.

"I want more..." Her finger moved up the middle of that white garment. "I'm sorry, mama..." She no longer seemed like herself. Perhaps she had failed herself all these years now that she had met the mother... and her knee shot out from under Laura's skirt. Straight to her pussy!

The crowd's astonishment erupted as they witnessed that impact! Two of her fingers ended up holding Mama Heel's chin if that low blow went in.

"But I'm not good at lying." She concluded! Chuckling her! Biting her own tongue!

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[shanecawf]

Laura noticed how Gabriel's body tensed as their lips met. Their lips pressed together tightly but softly at first before it became much more intimate as their tongues swirled, wrestled and danced together, getting the taste of one another. Laura couldn't help but appreciate the taste of Gabriel's tongue. Delicious was the word that described it.

Laura continued to fondle Gabriel's glutes as she felt them tightening and hardening as she tightened her scissors around Lisa's neck. Laura continued to calmly look into Gabriel's eyes, waiting for them to close or at least lessen into blissful slits. They stared into each other's eyes during the kiss like a stare down of two queens.

Laura could tell that there was something that was working though. Gabriel's breaths were becoming shorter and more gasp like every time their lips met and separated. The sounds the blonde viper made fed something inside of Laura. She craved more of those sounds. She wanted to make Garbriel moan. She wanted to hear weeps and cries, not only of pain, but of pleasure as well.

She kept her hands firmly grasped to Gabriel's hips. Her finger tips gently sunk into the soft, yet firm flesh of Gabriel's rear. With that she made sure to not let Gabriel loosen the hold on Lisa at all if she could help it. She massaged and kneaded the flesh as if it were dough she was trying to perfect. Laura had expert hands, she knew exactly where to squeeze and tend to in order to make sure that Gabriel could use those thighs as weapons against Lisa's neck.

After a few moments of this, there was a slight falter in Gabriel's intense stare. Those green eyes slightly softened, as if Laura was finally sliding into the slight cracks she had made in her rock solid surface, making her way into her core, sneaking her way inside. Laura felt Gabriel's hips quivering and trembling. It seemed like the cracks were widening. Gabriel tried to push further, putting more pressure and pleasure into the kiss but there were other signs of weakening.

Laura's eyes wandered to Gabriel's arms as they went lower and lower with each breath, each moan, spasm and a single tear, her composure was starting to crumble, or at least that was what seemed to be happening.

As one of Lisa's arms fell to the canvass, the other one stayed on Gabriel's hip thanks to the help of Laura, another loud swallow came from the viper's throat. Laura thought that this could be her chance. She saw how her eyes narrowed Another swallow followed by the most vulnerable look she had given all night. Laura let out her own moan as she saw Gabriel's eyes roll back until it was nearly just whites. The moan from Laura vibrated and reverberated into Gabriel's mouth.

Laura felt Gabriel's hand fall to her abdomen. The white blouse Laura wore seemed to displease Gabriel. She wanted to feel Laura's flesh while in the kiss, and Laura wanted the same. Suddenly, the blonde was shaking her head and even bit Laura's lower lips, asking for space. Laura refused, but only just for a moment. She let Gabriel chew on her lower lip for a moment, breathing heavily through her nose as she stared deeper into Gabriel's eyes, nearly into her soul. It was a look of desperation and need. Laura was finding herself entranced by this woman.

Finally Laura backed up as well, letting out a shaky breath of air. Their tongues met one more time before they were fully separated. Laura stood there, watching, listening, loving the way her name sounded as Gabriel stammered it out. The breaths she was letting out sounded like someone who had just finished running a marathon.

Laura blushed as Gabriel commented on her talents. The soft mumbling, asking how such power and talent was possible. Laura couldn't help but let out a soft giggle. She looked down as Gabriel twirrled a finger around a button on her blouse.

Laura looked down and loved how Gabriel was simply using Lisa as a knee rest. She saw the way Gabriel bit her lip as they stared at each other. "Too good" is what she heard come out of Gabriel's mouth. Laura was salivating now. At the thought that Gabriel was seeing her for who she truly was. A goddess.

While Laura was entranced, she barely noticed the look in Gabriel's enthralled eyes turn brighter. Laura watched as this happened. She would wait to see how this played out. She had hoped Gabriel would crumble in front of her, would plead to be her personal jobber. One that she spent the rest of the night with to play with as she pleased. The thoughts running through Laura's head would make the most sadistic, sex craved heel blush as she looked at Gabriel like a predator.

Laura watched as Gabriel bowed in front of her. Was this a sign of humbleness? Was she submitting? Either way, Laura had been convinced. She had been luered in by the trap the blonde viper was presenting and it was about to close on her.

Laura would hear Gabriel saying she wanted more. "Ohhh Mama will give you as much as you want baby..." She purred back like a lioness. She heard Gabriel apologize for something. Laura laughed almost evilly. "Don't worry darling... Mama will punish you so good... A nice spanking maybe..." She cooed as she reached down to gently stroke Gabriel's hair.

Before that could happen, as Laura was reaching out, Gabriel launched her knee forward, slamming brutally into Laura's crotch. Laura's eyes widened and her mouth fell open with her tongue falling out. The sound she made was pathetic and high pitched. One eye twitched while the other one stayed wide open. Her hands shot down towards her pussy to try and tend to the pain as her thighs closed tightly together. Laura would have fallen to her knees if it wasn't for Gabriel's two fingers holding her chin.

Laura heard Gabriel's quip about not being good at lying, which was quite ironic as she had tricked Laura with her most recent lie. She was defenseless right now. Her face looked vulnerable in her own palace. She was stuck there for the time being as Gabriel stood in front of her, surprising everyone with the most recent attack on the mother of all heels.

Meanwhile, Lisa fell to the ground, completely passed out. There was nobody to collect her at this point as they were all too distracted by the sudden turn of events within the ring.

In the house of heels, standing at the doorway was the blue haired witch, Ally Rostin. The massively thick and curvy woman was surprised at what she had just seen, but she couldn't lie that she didn't find it attractive of Gabriel to be able to turn the tables on a powerful woman like Laura. Ally looked at the clock and realized that it was nearly her time to go out against Gabriel. She shrugged and slowly made her way down the ramp, trying not to bring too much attention to herself.

She would stop outside of the ring and stand there with her arms behind her back, looking up at Gabriel and Laura with almost innocent eyes. "Take your time..." She says nervously.

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This made Laura visibly furious, however she was still stunned from Gabriel's attack. She was a deer in headlights at this moment.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel had been on the edge of the precipice, trembling when Laura refused to let her retreat, and she didn't have the willpower to force her away from her. Catastrophic and terrifyingly seductive. But Mama Heel was forgiving and gave her a break to express her ideas with her mouth. Tragic and humiliating, because the Guest Queen was about to beg for more.

Laura's lips were wonderful, the second-best lips she had ever had the pleasure of tasting. Her hips swayed from side to side as Laura just listened to her attentively. They had manipulated her at will; Laura had cornered her in her own lustful game and had pushed her to the limit with that display of interest she had in her. She doesn't know how long it was, but it felt so short and promising that Gabriel fell in love. Perhaps being invited to this gauntlet wasn't just an event to help her faction get noticed, as she had thought. Perhaps Gael did take into account the date Gabriel wanted to have with this matriarch inside any ring. Or perhaps the interest was not only hers towards the veteran and seductive empress, but also her prey's towards her stalker.

The queen had been agitated, panting with her head down and fiddling with a button on Laura's blouse while the words only escaped with her most sincere thoughts projected towards the miss, while they used their subordinate as a podium for their knee. Perhaps this was what Gabriel always wanted.

And poor Lisa, she only served as an excuse for these two to have their first date... Although, of all things, suspicion and envy were always part of a viper. And the knee Gabriel sent to Laura's pussy was nothing more than a proof of that.

Things haven't changed.

The matriarch's face was a poem for the guest—her seductive features reduced to a painful, sexy grimace; her back hunched until she was no longer so unattainable, about to fall to her knees on the canvas if Gabriel hadn't caught her chin, forcing her to resist like the goddess she is here, but with her hands on her groin for all to see how human she is. It was exquisite. And Gabriel looked so indomitable and cold now that Laura's fate was in her hands.

Gabriel almost let out a subtle smile at the delight of finally having her beneath her; however, a voice from the ringside ruined her moment. She glanced sideways at the one who dared to interrupt them, to see if she got the hint, and then turned her attention back to her platonic love, who seemed to be scolding the busty blue-eyed woman with her angry gaze for doing nothing to rescue her.

Poor Laura, you reap what you sow, Gabriel thought. She caressed her chin to get her attention back. This moment is not over yet. Without saying a word, she put a hand on her own hip and leaned forward to get level with her love's face. She squeezed her cheeks to get her to open her mouth and, without rushing, joined her lips to hers again. But this time, on her terms.

Under the gaze of the last pawn, the palace staff, the guests of the gauntlet, and LAW Gabriel savoured that mouth with her lips, prolonging the moment as long as she wanted.

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She stretched those lips one by one between her lips, clicking each time she released them to seek the other, stealing Laura's tongue with each contact. She courted it with a long caress down the middle of that muscle with her own tongue before embracing it with her own tongue and bringing it to her own mouth, where the blonde would make it dance. At the best moment, she separated their faces, and therefore their lips, but not for just any reason: she wanted to stretch that tongue and rub it carefully with her teeth before taking Laura's mouth again.

Gabriel wanted to treat her differently, but she also wanted to make her feel what she made her feel. So she added something she didn't allow anyone else to do—she slid one of her hands down one of Laura's arms to reach her hand and pull it out from under her skirt, extending it towards her own abs. Allowing her to do more than just touch.

The guest queen straightened up, guiding the regent queen to do the same thanks to the attraction of their kisses, allowing the matriarch to feel that soft, shiny, beautiful skin in all its magnificence. Gabriel rubbed her smooth, beautiful abs with Laura's fingertips, allowing her to enjoy feeling the part of her she was most proud of and encouraging her to follow her.

Every time their lips clicked deliciously, her mouth jumped back to the best mouth she had tasted in a long time, and Gabriel did so with a subtle moan of love.

The guest was far from being as hypnotic as Laura was. The British woman was aiming to be more... seductive. Like a lover who has become obsessed with her trophy.

Both were equally dominant, simply because Gabriel was not going to ruin this pleasure by competing with someone else.

With every touch and kiss, Gabriel recalled the best part since she met Laura: how stunned and surprised she looked by that low blow. Did she really not expect it? She also fantasised about the worst part for Laura's fans—seeing their superstar in the worst possible position for a veteran: at the mercy of another woman, one who was more arrogant, hateful, and young.

The silence of the guests was piercing. Gabriel rolled her tongue around Laura's one last time, closed her eyes and delicately furrowed her brow as her lips pressed together. She pulled that muscle to hug her tightly. That was her farewell.

She would also pull Laura's hand away from her abs and intertwine her fingers with hers. Her waist was meant to be desired, not touched.

If Laura had no intention of stopping all this half-time, she would see a hateful gal sticking her tongue out, shaking her head like a bell in front of her, amused as a trickle of saliva still joined them.

Gabriel's flirtatious laughter would also escape. An explosion of how much she enjoyed humiliating her... but there was something she had to explain to Laura before continuing.

"With me, pleasure comes at a price..." She said, caressing her face with her thumb. "I already charged you before I took your lips." She added, biting her lips to see if she could guess the answer to the riddle. "And I'm sorry about that blow~." She muttered as the only clue before sticking her tongue out again and winking at her so she wouldn't be upset with her.

Gabriel would wait for what Laura had to say, then return to the important matter at hand tonight.

Her hand wrapped around her head until she had her by the nape of her neck, her other hand completely twisted her opponent's wrist, and next would be her payment for what she had prepared for the matriarch: her leg kicked back until it was above both of them, and she would return with a direct knee strike to pierce Laura's abs! One capable of making that heavyweight jump!

"And this is very personal. So consider it the consequence of making me fall in love with you."

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Pic from ちひろ vs しょこ(Chihiro vs Shoko)
by Cyu on pixiv

[shanecawf]

Laura had crumbled after a single, yet devastating blow to the pussy from Gabriel. If it weren't for the small delicate fingers holding her chin, caressing her face softly, Laura would have likely fallen down to her knees as she tended to her injured crotch with her hands.

Her pained face seemed to be quite attractive to Gabriel. Her pained body's reaction made her no longer look like a queen, at least for the moment. This was a rare occurrence within the walls of the house of heels. Likely a first for many of the crowd to see Laura in such a vulnerable state.

Laura was forced to look into Gabriel's face as she provided a subtle smile. One that seemed pleased with bringing Laura down a peg. The voice that came from outside the ring, the words from Ally caused Laura to stare daggers at the blue haired thick which.

She saw Gabriel's eyes dart to Ally as well. "You will be sorry..." Laura panted, directing this towards Ally but it also could have gone to Gabriel as well. Part of Laura hoped Gabriel would hop over those ropes and go scorched earth on her for interrupting this interaction. That would likely come later though.

Gabriel was quick to regain focus on the task at hand, and that was to bring Laura down to earth from her usual elevated goddess thrown. She wanted to make Laura feel like she had made so many jobbers feel before. Now seemed like it may have been a time of reckoning for Laura as she was forced to look Gabriel in her beautiful green eyes.

Gabriel moved to become level, face to face with Laura. Laura continued to hold her crotch as Gabriel squeezed her cheeks in an almost loving embrace. The squeezing of her cheeks forced her mouth to open before their lips met once again for a beautiful kiss. Laura had gotten her dominant kiss before, but now this was on Gabriel's terms.

The crowd was near silent besides a few gasps. Laura closed her eyes tight as she could do nothing else but accept the kiss for this moment. The only other sound that filled the area was the soft clicking and squelching of their lips and tongues exploring each other.

Gabriel kissed her expertly. Laura wasn't used to being on the submissive side of a kiss. She was one who took, one who gave, and one who received, but usually only by force or by seducing. The tables have turned and now Laura was melting within the kiss.

Each time Gabriel stretched her lips, each time she stole her tongue, sliding her own tongue around Laura's, coaxing it further and further until it was brought into Gabriel's mouth. The taste of Gabriel was intoxicating. Her saliva and drool felt like a drug to Laura.

The kiss was soft, elegent but began to get slightly sloppy the more Gabriel took from Laura. Their faces separated for a moment, as did their lips, however Laura's tongue was forced to stretch further out of her mouth. She yelped as she felt Gabriel's teeth clamping down and rubbing carefuly along it, collecting all of Laura's mouth taste with her teeth. A kiss that Laura had never been on the receiving end of.

Just as Laura's tongue stretched nearly to it's limit, Gabriel took her lips again. Laura felt her heart beat rapidly rising, going faster and faster with each and every second, feeling as though she was even skipping a few beats.

Laura's hands were still under her skirt and over her crotch. At first, she had been massaging her pussy to tend to the pain, however, this kiss had made her hands move slightly differently, more so rubbing and touching herself to add to the stimulation.

Gabriel had other plans for Laura's hands though as she grabbed Laura's hand, pulling it out from under her skirt, guiding it towards Gabriel's legendary abdominal muscles. Laura's hand felt as though it had touched red hot metal. She had felt plenty of cores before, but Gabriel's was different. Toned perfectly. Muscled beautifully but not too muscly. Feminine and soft to the touch. It was definitely a belly Laura had hoped to taste. She wanted to cover Gabriel's abdominals with her saliva, tasting every inch with her tongue, however her hand would have to do for now...

Gabriel straightened up, pulling Laura up with her. Laura let out a moan as her finger tips were guided to dance over Gabriel's perfect core. It felt like a secret that Gabriel had been keeping from the world and only was showing Laura. Something sacred. Something other worldly.

The area was still silent besides a few soft murmurs, many of the heels were enjoying what they saw, even though it was the destruction of their own boss. The soft sounds of Gabriel and Laura continuing their very one sided kiss being lead by Gabriel.

After a few moments, although it felt like hours, the kiss would finally be separated along with Laura's hand from Gabriel's sacred abs. The feeling of Gabriel's core was replaced with Gabriel's soft hand, her fingers interlocked with Laura's. Now Laura didn't want Gabriel. She needed her. It was a deep, primal desire.

Laura's eye twitched as Gabriel let out flirtatious laughter. A sudden explosion, just showing how much she was enjoying this domination.

Laura would have no choice but to listen to Gabriel as she explained the reasoning behind all that had happened inso far in this newest direction.

Laura shivered as Gabriel caressed her face with her thumb. One that she hoped to taste, and suck on later in the night. Gabriel continued to speak, almost in riddles or code. One that took Laura a while to understand. There was an apology for the brutal blow before, but it was likely not genuine as she once again saw Gabriel stick out her tongue in a teasing manner.

"Let's... Let's teach that blue haired bimbo a lesson... How does that sound? We can do far worse than we did with little Lisa right here... Imagine the carnage we could create... Hell... I... I... Think we could... Create LAW's deadliest tag team..." Laura grunted, trying to turn Gabriel's attention to anyone but herself.

Laura was still recovering, breathing heavily, gasping for air, waiting to see how Gabriel would respond. She prayed Gabriel would smile and drag Ally in for them to devour together. She could do nothing as Gabriel reached around, placing a hand on the nape of her neck, the other twisting her wrist in an un-natural, painful manner that made Laura wince.

What came next was devastating. A brutal knee strike, right to Laura's abdomen. This was no normal strike either. The fact that Gabriel's leg kicked back above the both of them before launching forward like a honing missle with the target of Laura's strong but soft core.

Gabriel's knee sunk in easily, lifting Laura off the mat with how brutal the strike was. Laura was thankful she hadn't eaten anything recently today as if she did, it likely would have ended up on the ring floor after that one. What did come out was a ton of spittle, spraying the mat and Lisa below her. A loud cry escaped Laura's lungs, one that many of the heels hadn't heard before. Laura was good at hiding her weaknesses and was able to keep things like this private in most cases, however tonight, she was being fully exposed by the blonde viper.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel's knee dug into the heavyweight's abs like a boxing bag. And the invigorating pride she felt at being able to lift her off the ground and hold her there for a few seconds was... pure ecstasy.

And the scream that came out of Mama Heel when that blow entered her body and exited through her back, as a clear response to the suggestion of teaming up, was no different than a tender meow to Gabriel.

She slowly withdrew her knee from the MILF's belly, allowing her to put her feet back on the ground, but she did not let go of her head. On the contrary, Gabriel buried this brunette's nose in her cleavage. Hugging her head firmly.

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"I can consider it..." She commented as she caressed Laura's head tenderly.

The blonde murmured thoughtfully. Her knees rose, her hips swaying thanks to the dance of her restless ankles. A march in place, marking the rhythm.

Laura was a difficult woman, coaxing her into the ring was a fairly short odyssey, and Vinlee would love to tag team with her... but not in the way Laura seems to dream of.

Her eyes lowered to those of her improvised opponent. Gloomy.

"I have to be honest with myself first, love~." Gabriel excused herself. She squeezed this woman's head tightly, sinking it deeper between her breasts, until she felt her nose and mouth against her skin, and then came the part that Laura perhaps wanted to avoid...

Gabriel's right knee shot up into Laura's stomach!

"One!" the blonde shouted.

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Feeling those smooth, soft, tender abdominals was a sensation Gabriel couldn't ignore. She had to do it again!

Her knee descended slowly, letting Laura suffer the full weight of her power. The other knee didn't wait for her to process it, it shot up against Mama Heel's navel!

"Two!"

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She lowered her leg again, while her right leg rose like a piston. This time hitting Mama Heel's diaphragm!

"Three!" The queen roared! "Come on, Laura! The Queen of Palace can do this~." She laughed perversely.

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Her knees longed to do this.

"Four!" She teasing bit the tip of her tongue.

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"Five!" Gabriel said with tongue-in-cheek.

"Six!"

"Seven!"

"Eight!"

With each number, Laura was forced to jump over the blonde's knee.

"Nine!" And Gabriel was sweating. She loved this part. "Hu-hurry up..., love..." She encouraged between gasps, filling her lungs with a huge breath. "I know you can handle this~."

Saying that, her left knee swung back like a pendulum, launching itself like a piston straight into the abdomen of the Mama of all heels! Wanting to bend her around her fearless leg.

"And ten!"

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pics from [CRUSH]Season2 #14
by のりしろ(Norishiro)

If that blow connected, Gabriel would simply open her arms in a gesture of peace and let Laura do whatever she had to do now, while her knee slid to become a ramp for the heavyweight's body..

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Laura coughed and sputtered as Gabriel's knee dug deep into her abdomen, sinking in as if she were a sand bag. Her eyes opened wide, pupils shrinking as spittle flew from her mouth with the high pitched wheezing that escaped her lungs. The look on her face had to be rewarding to a woman like Gabriel.

Laura cursed in her head as her offer of creating a fearsome tag team with Gabriel got her nowhere. A brutal knee strike to the stomach that kept grinding deeper. Lifting Laura off the ground was quite the feat of strength due to Laura's weight and the height/weight advantage she had over the blonde.

The knee would slowly be pulled back, letting Laura sink back to her feet, struggling to stay up. She would have sunken to her knees if it wasn't for Gabriel's hands holding her head. Laura kept going down, but wasn't low enough to land on her knees. No, she was held in an awkward bent over position with her nose in Gabriel's cleavage. The back of her head being held firmly like a treasure.

Laura's eyes watered as she sunk face first between Gabriel's perfect breasts. She had done plenty of smothers herself, been in quite a few as well, but most of them were under her own control. This was the first time Laura hadn't had control in a very long time, and Gabriel was taking full advantage of the situation.

Laura breathed softly, inhaling through her nose. The scent that came from between Gabriel's breasts was intoxicating. Sweaty and earthy from the effort she had put in, yet a hint of sweetness to combat. They were warm and soft, a good word to describe them was inviting.

Laura heard Gabriel talking to her, responding to her inquiry about a possible tag team up. Not a definite yes, or a definite no. A consideration. Laura felt as though she wasn't in her own palace anymore. The way Gabriel softly caressed her head, gently stroking her fingers through her hair tenderly.

Gabriel didn't seem to be able to stay still. A rise in the knees, hips swaying, a march in place, keeping Laura sinking in deeper, yet softly jostled between those breasts. Laura looked up at Gabriel who was looking down at her, such a dominant and beautiful look of power. It had been years since Laura had seen this type of aura from anyone she had faced.

Gabriel started speaking again, telling Laura that she had to be honest with herself before calling her "love". The word made Laura's heart skip a beat. She had been called worse, she had definitely played around with the word a more than a few times with her opponents, but it was so different being on the other side.

Before Gabriel said anything else, she squeezed Laura's head deeper into her bust. Laura's nose and mouth found flesh. Laura's mouth was open and got a taste. Salty with sweat, almost a creamy flavor. Each time she tried to breathe, it wasn't air, but it was Gabriel.

Laura accepted her spot for a moment, still recovering from the blow to the stomach, and a nice pair of breasts wasn't the worst place to be, possible one of Laura's favorite places to be in different circumstance but none the less, she was moldable right now.

Just as Laura began to accept the moment, Gabriel's right knee shot upwards, right into the under part of Laura's stomach, right beneath the navel, right above the pelvis and sank deeper than before.

Laura let out a muffled cry into Gabriel's breasts, creating a nice vibration as Gabriel shouted out the number "one"
Her eyes watered again as she tried to regain her breath but instead, got tit flesh from Gabriel.

Gabriel's knee descended slowly. Laura's body spasmed slightly, not having nearly enough time to recover from the previous blow. What little time she had was emphasized as Gabriel's other knee shot right back up, higher this time, right into the base of Laura's belly, right over the navel.

Laura's gasp was muffled and drowned out by Gabriel's shout of the number "two"

Just as Gabriel's knee lowered again, another blow right to her diaphragm, pushing all the air out of her body. This time, Gabriel gave some perverse encouragement, telling her that she can do this. Another blow to the stomach.

Laura was thankful she hadn't eaten before this match as another brutal blow struck her stomach. And another... And another... And another... And they just kept coming!

Once the number got up to 9, Gabriel was sweating, and Laura was drowning between her breasts. Gabriel was breathing heavily, gasping as she tried to catch her excited breath, telling her to hurry up and that she could handle this. And just like clock work, another blow. The 10th one to be exact rocked Laura's world, or more so her core. The hardest strike yet didn't only lift Laura off the mat, bent by Gabriel's knee, but slightly off of her knee as well. There was some air time with that last strike.

Gabriel would finally let her go, letting Laura stumble back, falling to her side and holding her stomach. A few of the more loyal heels would come to the side of the apron, grabbing Laura to attempt to drag her out of the ring, wanting to tend to their queen. "Stop! Get off!" Laura barked, swatting away with one hand, holding her stomach with the other.

Laura laid there, trying to tend to the pain that she felt, but there was also an even heavier attraction that seethed underneath her core. It had been a LONG time since she had been woman handled like that. Gabriel was rare, and Laura wanted more, but not yet. There were still more jobbers to crush, still more fun to be had. And Laura planned on taking advantage of having the entire night.

She would roll out of the ring, standing up as she slid off the apron, landing on her feet. She landed right next to Ally. The blue haired witch. Ally watched with surprise in her eyes. She hadn't seen Laura get treated like that before. She knew Laura as an un-beatable goddess. A titan, but she had just seen a falter in that legendary status... And now she had to face the one that had dethroned Laura, even if it was just for a few seconds.

"I... I think I am going to sit this one out..." Ally stuttered nervously as she looked up at Gabriel, then at Laura who was coming right for her. As Ally tried to turn away, Laura reached out and gripped her blue hair, right at the base, close to the scalp. She pulled towards her and sunk her fist right into Ally's soft gut, right into the solar plexus. Ally's eyes widened as she let out a huge puff of air.

"Like hell I am going to let you sit this one out... You had the audacity to speak out of turn earlier... Now... You pay..." Another sharp punch to the exact same spot before she flung her up and onto the apron, right near Gabriel.

"She... Is all yours Gabriel... You owe me a show... I want to see her cry... I want to see you channel that ferocity. I want to see moves I have never seen before. Moves most people wouldn't wish upon their worst enemy... Moves that women like you... And I thrive off of..." She sneered as she limped back to her throne and sat down, needing some space between herself and the Blonde viper for a moment. Her eyes however never left Gabriel, wanting to not even miss a single detail of what was to come.

Ally had landed on the apron, part of her body in the ring, the other half out under the ropes. She was still trying to catch her breath and was in a very vulnerable position. Already at the mercy of Gabriel if she so pleased.

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Gabriel expected Laura to collapse to her knees in front of her, a dazed and aching mess, perhaps even drooling. She even fantasised about the embarrassing position Laura would be left in after that abdominal treatment. However, Laura showed why she was the queen regent here: the mother of all heels collapsed sideways, clutching her abdomen, but still able to take more.

Gabriel stood with her fists on her hips, watching with a twisted lip at the woman who seemed not to have had enough. For others, this would be good, especially knowing that Laura was still at her feet; for the guest, it was a 50/50.

Several of Ms. Grayson's followers rushed towards the apron, eager to climb up and rescue their mistress. The blonde just glanced at them before rolling her eyes and shaking her hair in the air with one hand to challenge them disdainfully. Fortunately for her, they only wanted to get Laura out of the ring, and Vinlee wasn't going to stop them from trying. However, Laura's refusal of that help attracted the full attention of her tormentor.

The British blonde thought that the heel goddess would get up to continue her long-awaited match with her. That mere possibility made Gabriel smile like an innocent child about to receive a sweet, but as usual, Laura disappointed her by throwing herself out of the ring to find Ally so that this blue-haired mage could continue the show.

Gabriel's smile disintegrated into a grimace of boredom. Her body deflated, and she rolled her eyes in the opposite direction. Typical of arrogant queens, running away when it gets too hard for them...

Perhaps now that she had time to herself, she should attend to Lisa. Perhaps she should throw her out of the ring, since it seemed that both she and Laura had forgotten about the poor rookie, and Lisa didn't seem capable of giving any more of herself now that she had fainted. So, Gabriel crouched down beside her, cupping her hips with her hands to prevent her miniskirt from riding up; then she stroked Lisa's cheek and ruffled her wild hair a little.

"Maybe I gave you too much..." she murmured.

However, when she turned her onto her back so she could breathe better, Laura's blue-eyed scream once again captivated Gabriel's senses. She knew Laura was cruel to them, so she wasn't surprised by her excessive use of force to subdue them. What did surprise her was Mama Heel punching her in the abdomen.

Ally bent her waist around that fist, the crowd gasped, and the blue-haired girl seemed stunned, only to receive a second blow that left her semi-knocked out before Laura sealed her decision by throwing her against the ring apron. Leaving her with her legs dangling over the ringside and the rest of her inside the ring as an offering to the blonde lioness. And Gabriel won't say no.

The blonde rose elegantly, listening listlessly to the woman's orders to punish her subordinate for cowardice. Ironic, coming from the woman who ran away from her. Or so Gabriel thought. She found it as funny as it was intriguing.

The guest held Laura's gaze as she resumed her seat at the table, smiling mockingly at Mama Heel, excited and emboldened, waiting for the moment when her largest prey would take her throne.

Because at that moment, the guest queen launched herself into a race towards the ropes as if she were going to step outside the ring with one jump, and drop onto that table!

However, the blonde clung to the upper rope instead, floating just above Ally.

The punisher bent her abdomen on the upper rope, leaning on it and swaying lustfully towards the ringside, with her knees together and legs bent, as if she wanted to get closer to Laura and at the same time not leave her arena.

Finally, she opted for, from that height, she blew her a flying kiss with her hand, as she was going to miss her. Then she swung back towards the ring and dropped down next to her new opponent.

But the blonde was still unsure. She wavered between the woman at her feet and the woman sitting at the table; the one she must try, and the one she had already tried and wanted more of. In the end, Gabriel chose Ally, gently taking her by the hair, caressing her first before carefully forcing her to stand up. Then she stood in front of this woman, holding Ally's head at the same height as her hips as she took her chin, and looking up at the woman who wanted to give her orders, the guest queen sank Ally's head between her thighs!

Do you want me to punish you? Well, let's punish you. Gabriel thought, before pulling Ally and putting her in a headstand position, displaying her attributes in a classic piledriver position.

"Smile for your queen, princess~." She commented, waiting to read Laura's face, hoping that heel would signal the right moment to finish the move!

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Lisa laid there unconscious through the entire ordeal, not being able to witness her queen get a taste of her own medicine which she likely would have appreciated. She felt Gabriel's soft touch, soft caresses to her hair, and she let out a faint moan. A contrast to how she had been treated throughout the previous moments of the match. Gabriel would likely resort back to brutality any minute now but luckily for Lisa, Laura distracted her for a moment, giving her a few more seconds of reprieve.

Laura felt as though she had narrowly escaped. It sure looked like that as well as she rolled out of the ring, beat Ally for her disobedience and betrayal before making her way back to her throne. She had ordered Gabriel to punish Ally for her wrong doings, as if Gabriel were her own subordinate, even though she had nearly just been bested by her.

The way Gabriel smiled back at Laura mockingly said everything that needed to be said. Laura sat there, composing herself, fixing her hair, adjusting her bust, cleaning herself up by wiping spit from her lips. Her eyes went wide as Gabriel launched herself towards the opposite ropes, bouncing off of them and looking as though she would jump and clear the ropes to land right on the table to give Laura more of a lesson.

Luckily for Laura, Ally seemed to put an emergency break into Gabriel's plan. Ally laid there, across the apron, right below Gabriel. Laura watched with relief as Gabriel stopped and blew her a kiss before focusing on Ally.

Ally laid there, wrecked on the apron as Gabriel gripped her long, soft blue mane of hair. Ally whimpered as the roots of her scalp burned as she was pulled up. The soft caresses of Gabriel made her whimper. Ally's head was at the same height as Gabriel's hips. Her chin was grabbed and held, pushed back in order to make her look up at Gabriel before having her head slotted between Gabriel's soft, yet strong and sturdy thighs. The plush skin felt warm and slightly wet against Ally's cheeks and face.

Suddenly, Ally was upside down in the classic piledriver position. She let out muffled and gagged pleas, her hands panicked and slapped at Gabriel's thighs as she was held upside down for an extended amount of time. The blood rushed to her head as she hung.

Laura watched on, impressed for the thousandth time this evening. Ally wasn't a light weight, not even a middle weight, and Gabriel held her upside down like a pro, as if she were weightless. Laura studied the scene. Ally's plush, soft and curvaceous body jiggling and wobbling with every movement. Gabriel's cool and composed, beautiful face, her raw power. Laura felt that feeling of lust again. She saw Gabriel waiting for a signal. Laura knew exactly how to do so. She put one hand to her chest, one hand between her thighs, and mouthed the words "For me..." Waiting for Gabriel to drop Ally with a brutal pile driver.