Boisterous Bright Babe Boxes Beautiful Brawny Braggart (for killcarrion)

[Cosmos]

Much like their beloved golden gigolo, Estelle had written off Bryan's ringside entourage as nothing more than bikini-clad cheerleaders serving as eye candy who only served to run their mouths in support of their idol adonis. But the aching headache pounding through her skull was a painful lesson not to judge a book by its cover, as the groupie duo had driven her down into the floor for an executed joint brain buster. The pair high fiving each other in squealing joy while the Bright girl's vision shimmered and faded in and out, giving the impression that she was seeing double of each floozy. Making light remarks about how they were complete newcomers to the sport of wrestling, yet able to put a seasoned veteran like the twin tailed tomboy down without much hassle. Their comments served only to demoralise Estelle further, and they weren't looking to stop as one of them reached to seize both of her twin tails in their hands with a sinister smirk.

"Ngh...you damn...filthy whores...fight fair...!" Estelle panted as she was propped up by the grip on her t-shirt collar, right as the bikini wearing group raised a hand up, proceeding to strike the chestnut haired girl repeatedly in the face with a flurry of slaps! "Ow! Yeow! Aah!! Stop! It! You! Shameless! Skank!" Her head became a blur with the speed and sharpness of the smacks being delivered, unable to distinguish what was more painful and degrading - forehand or backhand. Her face was already swelling after the onslaught of haymakers from the Gorgeous One, but now her cheeks were stinging positively pink as a final bitch slap struck her with enough force to smack her in the direction of her floozy friend - who was ready with awaiting arms to hoist the female boxer up for what seemed to be a bear hug!

"H-Hey!! Get your hands off-" Estelle had just one second to protest before she was suddenly dropped down onto the bimbo's awaiting knee, nailing the twin tailed girl in her nether regions with an Atomic Drop! "Oof!!" The Bright girl's eyes bulged wide with a dropped jaw as she felt a tremor shudder through her body from the impact, sending her nerves into brief paralysis. Shoved off smugly by the groupie, she hobbled backwards with her gloves clutching her throbbing crotch. "D-Dammit..." Both beauties played to the camera recording the events before they suddenly sprinted at Estelle, smashing their respective chests into her skull and squishing her face between them! "Agh!!! Q...Q...Quit...it..." She gasped out, her head ringing as she felt the marshmallow softness of the bimbo's H-Cups burying her facials. Ironically, their bodacious breasts were the only thing keeping the dazed and fatigued Estelle on her feet, keeping her trapped there for the cameras as B-R-Y's lovely ladies continued to showboat and record her humiliation...

[killcarrion]

Now in the Glamorous One's defense, B-RY never explicitly stated to Estelle that his rather entrancing chaperones were outright totally inexperienced when it came to boxing and/or wrestling. Bryan only deeming it natural that anyone enlisting within his entourage and accompanying him to ringside should know how to defend themselves. Not to mention that these ladies seemed to be earnestly interested in stepping into the squared circle themselves one day. Of course it was only the rudimentary wrestling basics that they were taught, and he assumed a veteran wrestler like Estelle shouldn't have any issues fending off some rookies, right? Estelle was merely learning the hard way about just what happens when someone makes unwarranted assumptions. Not that B-RY could claim knowledge over whatever could have been transpiring outside his purview anyway given that the Golden Adonis just so happened to be spending this break in the action checking his schedule for the rest of the week and updating his socials on his cellphone over on the opposite side of the ring.

Even if Bryan were aware of the marshmallow compression Estelle was currently being saddled with, it's not exactly like it was a lamentable fate considering most anyone would switch places with her without question, The twin-tailed tomboy being double motorboated between dual jiggling curvaceousness by chipper cheerleader's shimming their shoulders side to side until abruptly releasing Estelle from the buoyant imprisonment. "Hey ladies, I thought you were on my team. Come on now, the Main Man here's getting a little parched from all of this boxing and taking a certain country bumpkin to boxing school~..." B-RY stated as he now began approaching the other side of the ring, both ladies apologizing profusely with one taking the time to fetch Bryan's water bottle while the other started hefting and shuffling Estelle back inside the ring via tucking her underneath the bottom rope. The cheerleader taking the time to seat Estelle upright with her arms slung over the middle ropes when some familiar Golden Glutes would be once again mushed into her facials by the Golden Idol.

"...*gulp*...Ah, now that hits the spot~..." Bryan swallowing the crystal water while relaxing himself against the ropes with his immaculate derriere swathed upon the tomboy visage, the same entourage lady who tucked Estelle inside the ring now recording every blissful second until B-RY swiveled around with the entirety of his swelled bulge concealing Estelle's visage. One of B-RY's muscled legs hooked over the middle rope as he blotted out some perspiration from his defined facial features with a towel handed to him, his prodigious sack now a smothered blanket for the adversary buried underneath his golden package. B-RY jokingly asking where his adversary was before his giggling lady friend pointed downward. Bryan feigning shock before stepping backward and valiantly attempting to heft Estelle back to her wobbled and uncertain legs, now laying against her with whispered words breathed against her lush lips. "Hope you realize that was only one round. But hey. Admit defeat, say you're no match for me, and I may just deem you worthy of joining my esteemed entourage~...

[Cosmos]

Bryan and his ladies had clearly not been spectators at Estelle's first match in the ring since arriving in Japan, where a certain Froppish Frenchman had managed to secure a victory upset against the twin-tailed brunette. It was clear that she had a notorious blindspot when it came to her opponents cheating their way to a win. And that fact was considerably more profound here - had Estelle not been clattered around by the Gorgeous One's fists to begin with, she would have been in more of a fit state to defend herself against the golden bikini duo who had dragged the Bright girl out of the ring to tag team their victim. Their sugar daddy remained blissfully oblivious as she was squashed between two pairs of melons, her face being motorboated before the camera stream before the cheerleaders peeled their bosoms from Estelle's face to allow her freedom finally.

The glimmering gigolo sauntered over to the side of the ring overlooking the trio, complaining about his need to quench his thirst. While one groupie busied themselves with collecting his water for him, the other girl dragged Estelle to the ring apron and brought her back in, pushing her under the bottom rope. The Bright lass could only groan as she was propped up against the ropes, her arms being secured over the middle ropes. Her head lifted up weakly to see Bryan's golden rear incoming towards her face, her eyes widening. "C'mon...n-not a-again...!!" Of course, with no way to defend herself, she was powerless to stop Bryan's sublime derriere from gracing her facial features once more, the girl squirming helplessly as her opponent made himself right at home on his new throne. That familiar feeling of humiliation, yet sensual moaning arising within her to contradict one another, how she should be responding in this moment versus the reality of the situation. The fact that this was all being filmed only added to the internal conflict stewing in her brain.

Once Bryan had taken a swig of the refreshing liquid which she was desperately desiring herself, he began to turn around. Estelle managed to gulp a breath of much needed air in the few seconds offered to her before the Glamorous Adonis graced her with an up close and personal smother of his bulging manhood. "Mmmff....~ Mmmfffmm...!~" A wave of vibrant gold that completely obscured her vision as her cheeks swelled a furious crimson, learning that even through his speedo, Bryan was firmly equipped with a third leg that would make any girl blush with weak knees. The muscular adonis milked the scene for all it was worth, dabbing at the beads of sweat upon his face with a golden towel. Not just putting on a show for the inevitable viral audience, but also relishing in his dominance of the country bumpkin. Once he 'realised' that he was smothering the twin-tailed girl, Bryan finally shifted back, leaving Estelle with a hot and bothered face as if she had just experienced the greatest moment of pleasure within her entire life. Panting while he drew her onto unsteady legs, pressing his firm and taut adonis against her as he gave the punch drunk girl an ultimatum.

Things were bad. Estelle couldn't lie. It would take a miracle to gain the upper hand, with the odds so stacked highly against her by now. This had just been the first round, not that they were keeping strictly to that. If she ceded now, she might be able to escape a worse fate. But that smug, charming tone as he whispered against her lips...that false concern for her well-being, when he and his brainless dolls had done this to her. It incensed her. If nothing else, she held her stubborn pride. She wouldn't become another arm candy to this jerk. Though tired and dazed, she managed to raise her head with enough defiance in her to glare at Bryan. "Join...your gang of skanks?...Go jump off a cliff, you ugly asshole..." Drawing upon the saliva drooling from her mouth, she would spit directly into Bryan's face in a display of sheer disrespect and contempt.