A Night to re(dis) member

[RedShinigami]

Finella came in and the crowd, for whom she was a legend by now, greeted her with great affection as she gave high fives, motorboating one or two happy guys and went on the ring, wearing the same lingerie she had as she faced Chelsea Forster, the Pubs patroness, in their notorious PPV match.

She was aware that Ashely would recognize it. "Hey, Ash...",she grinned and gave her a wink before the Hellraiser went in, bringing their bodies together and without waiting for the bell, going for a brutal bellyclaw that got the right reaction out of the Redhead.

But it seemed that Ashley was far from satisfied as she begged the Hellraiser to crush her exposed tummy with even more force. The Hellraiser reacted immediatly and her claw tightened around the flesh of Ashleys belly as she clawed at it with all her strength.

"Who is your fuckin mistress?", she asked with a low growl. "Scream it or I let you go like the piece of fuckin trash you are, you little slut!", she ordered while torturing Ashleys midsection to full extent!

[Jobber/squashfan]

Ashely had begged Finella to go harder and she got exactly what she had asked for. She felt Finella's finger tips grip her soft abdomen harder through her swimsuit. She would let out a pained cry followed by another moan. She heard Finella's demand followed by the threat of dropping her like trash. The trash talk only made Ashely yearn for more.

"FIN...FINELLA IS MY MISTRESS! SHE IS MY GODDESS! MY SUPERIOR! I AM NOTHING BUT HER TOY TO PLAY WITH! I AM LUCKY TO BE HERE! PLEASE DESTROY ME MISTRESS!" Ashely would scream, obeying her mistresses orders. The crowd would simply respond with cheers, knowing the dynamics of the match and how out classed Ashely really was. It seemed that nobody really got into the ring with Finella in these types of situations unless they were looking to be roughed up.

Ashely's legs began to tremble as the pain in her belly intensified. She would lean her head back and let out another cry mixed with a moan of pleasure. She bit her lips and would bring a hand up to her own breast, squeezing it hard and adding to the pleasure. If Finella weren't holding her in place, she would of collapsed to her knees by now.

[RedShinigami]

Both women had just begun their little dance and immediatly it became clear to the audience what this was about and what it would lead too. Ashleys total destruction in this very ring by the hands of the Hellraiser, one of the heroes of the pub. And the crowd went mad for it!

Finella grinned and in total disregard for the skills of her opponent, released the claw only to send a stiff knee into her belly to get her onto her knees. There she got down, took two scoops of ceam and smeared it onto Ashleys breasts before grabbing her by her hair and pulling her into a standing sleeperhold.

"WHO WANTS A FUCKING TASTE OF MY BITCH?!", she screamed dominantly and as the horny crowd cheered, the wolf started to move them. "Come on baby, we go for a little walk, showing you around the bar, making you meet the guys...", she grinned and pressed on, getting them into the direction of the lusting crowd...

[Jobber/squashfan]

Ashely's begging seemed to get her exactly what she had wanted. The claw would be released but the Finella was not giving Ashely any time to breathe or take a break. Instead, right where the claw had been administered, a stiff knee took it's place for a brutal knee strike. Ashely's soft abdomen caved in from the impact causing her to have a coughing fit with spittle flying from her mouth as all the air had been knocked out of her. She would fall to her knees and was about to fall face down ass up but Finella had a different plan in mind.

Ashely would be held up by Finella's hands, right on her breasts. The cream that filled the ring was then smeared all over Ashely's covered breasts. She would let out a moan at the rough treatment, only getting rougher as she felt her hair get yanked back before she was pulled back to her feet for a brutal sleeper hold.

Ashely would hear Finella's dominant and loud spoken question which the crowd responded excitedly to. Ashely was about to be completely and utterly humiliated, more then she had ever been before. She wouldn't put up a fight as she walked with Finella, allowing her to push or guide her in any way she wanted.

[RedShinigami]

Finella knew that it was the name of the game. If Ashley had begged her to stop she immediatly would have relented. Finella, despite her reputation and hardhitting toughness in the ring, was not cruel. She just could read the girls she fought and girls like Barbara and Ashley wanted to be used and dominated. So Finella, having a reputation to lose, gave them just that.

With a brutal knee spiking into Ashleys soft belly it was obvious that the new girl was in deep trouble. But things had just started and Finella was far from finished with the redhead.
She held her up so Ashley would kneel before her, taking two big scoops of cream and smearing her breasts with it until a thick coat of delicious whipped cream coated them.

The Wolf licked her lips and put an indexfinger into her mouth, licking it clean before the hurting girls eyes and then pulled her up by her hair, wrapping her arms around her throat in a tight sleeperhold and started to walk them outside into the reach of all the lusting patrons.
Finella declared Ashleys breast the desert for the evening and walked around the customers, men, women, everyone was allowed to take a lick.

She led Ashley over to the next row until her tits were clean, licked off by all those lusty mouths that had touched her skin. Finella locked in the sleep harder, draining Ashleys brain from air and blood as she grinned.
"My... My, how many were that? 20? 30? Fucking slut. You are a slut are'nt you? Enjoying every fucking lick, even from the most digusting dudes out there. So...", she said and pressed on, denying Ashley of any air.
"What are? I want you to scream it!"

[Jobber/squashfan]

Ashely continued to be obedient, moaning as she was brought out into the crowd of lusting fans of Finella's. Her chest covered in enough whipped cream for twenty plus people to get a lick in. Men and Women took part in the humiliation. Ashely was a lesbian so the men were not nearly as exciting as the women who took their time and looked beautiful while doing it.

After giving the crowd their "Desert", Ashely's chest was completely clean from the whipped cream, replaced with the substance of saliva. "i... gughgh" Ashely would try to answer but Finella tightened the sleeperhold making it near impossible to answer. Most women in this situation would try to fight back or escape. Not Ashely. She simply stayed in Finella's grasp, gasping for air.

Ashely's tongue would fall out of her mouth and begin licking the air for oxygen, trying to gulp air available. It was quite an erotic scene. The other embarrassing thing was that Ashely was now completely soaked. A large wet mark on the crotch area of her swimsuit was visible to everyone. Ashely would then hear Finella commanding her to tell her what she is. "I... GHghhg... I am.... Ghghgh *cough* *cough* I... ammm... Finnnellllaa'sssslutttt..." Ashely's words would begin to slur and form together as she was still being denied air.

[RedShinigami]

The Hellraiser held on tight, torturing Ashley with all she had got. Demanding answers when she barely had air to breathe, crushing her insides while ordering her to admit Finellas superiority. It was always an elevating experience to dominate other women, making them beg for her touch, for her kisses and of course for her big chest of all kinds of torture!

Of course if Ashley would just have been a fan, things would went down rather different. But this girl here wanted the full experience. She was not intrested to meet Finella Edelstein, she wanted the demon, the Hellraiser to fulfill her deepest, darkest desires.

And who was Fin to deny her that, as she held Ashley in the sleeperhold, making her breathlessly admit her superiority. "Good girl...", Finella smiled and kissed Ashleys cheek before she released her neck, grabbed her thighs, lifted her and sent the redheads swollen, wet pussy hard onto her knee in a devastating atomic drop that sprayed cream all around.

[Jobber/squashfan]

Ashely would gag and cough and wheeze as she was squeezed in the sleeperhold mercilessly. She was forced to look at the crowd around her, staring at her hungrily. This was exactly what they were looking for, just like Ashely. They loved Finella's dominating fashion of fighting but it was obvious that Ashely loved it more the way she was nearly soaking between the legs. There was no doubt that many of the people in the crowd would do anything to take Ashely's place.

After Ashely's admission to being Finella's slut, her eyes would cross as there was barely any oxygen left. Her mouth would open and her tongue would fall out as she attempted to lick in any air possible. Drool would leak from the corners of her mouth and off of her tongue as her eyes began to flutter, nearly rolling back.

What happened next was as if Finella knew that Finella was about to lose consciousness. She was kind enough, knowing how disappointed Ashely would be if her night were ended early due to passing out. Finella had the perfect remedy for any girl about to pass out in her arms. Still in Finella's sleeper, Ashely felt the hell raiser's soft lips press against her cheek. That was enough to make her blush but what came next was like the largest alarm clock ever.

Ashely would be released from the sleeper, awoken by the air rushing and forcing itself back into her lungs. She would have a coughing fit as she felt Finella gripping her thighs before lifting her up and slamming her down crotch first into her knee. The coughing attack was interrupted by the brutal atomic drop. The painful move made Ashely let out a pained scream that echoed throughout the bar, followed by an even louder moan. Cream flew everywhere, coating the outside of the ring and spraying a few close by patrons.

After the knee, Ashely would either be forced to stay on Finella's knee if Finella held her there, otherwise, she would fall to her side, clutching her throbbing and soaked pussy as she curled up on the cream covered floor.

[RedShinigami]

Finella had the situtation under control like she always did and she knew that Ashley would'nt want to have it any other way. Today she was Finellas plaything, the wolfs chewing toy, the victim of the Hellraiser.

Finella held on to her neck, sleepering her in the middle of the creamed ring, almost to an early finish. But Finell and Ashley would' nt like to end things so uncerimoniously and so Finella let go, giving her little friend chance to breathe before lifting her up and sending her crushing down onto her thigh with a big atomic drop whose impact could be heard throughout the pub, making several patrons whince.

Finella let Ashley drop into the cream and put her foot onto her face, rubbing her creamed heel into her cheek while striking sexy poses for the people who eagerly took photos and videos of the sexy Hellraiser.
"How about we blow this joint... And you will join a very special Brat Talk?", the Austrian grinned as she bent down, holding Ashley down on her wrists, her thighs starting to press into the redheads, rubbing against it while coming down, pressing her lips on Ashley face to make out with her in all the mess, her arms wrapped tightly around the girl and softly dragged her up into a sitting position where her arms wandered down to wrap around Ashleys waist.

She brought both of them up to their feet and then as she had Ashley standing, immediatly clamped her strong arms around her, lifting the redhead up into a massive bearhug, crushing her midsection between her muscles!
"What do you say cutie? Tighter?" ,she whispered and kissed her neck.

[Jobber/squashfan]

Ashely was basically a ragdoll for Finella to play with as she pleased. She put up no struggle as she was in the sleeper hold or hit with the atomic drop. She let her bodily reactions do the talking as well as her masochism. Each attack only got Ashely hotter and hornier. Not even every attack but every second she spent in the same room as Finella. she was graced by her presence.

After the painful atomic drop that made the crowd wince but made Ashely filled with painful pleasure, Finella would let Ashely drop, splatting against the cream. Finella then struck a victory pose over her, placing her foot on her face and striking sexy poses. Ashely would try to show her full submission, sticking out her tongue and whenever Finella's foot ran over her mouth, she would get a taste of her goddess.

Cameras flashed with each pose Finella struck. Some people even leaned over the edge of the pool to get pictures of Ashely who was covered in cream and worshipping the foot on her face. The next thing that Ashely heard nearly made her let out a moan just from the idea.

Ashely's eyes grew wide and her heart rate grew faster. "B...Bra...Bratt tt... talk?... Yyyess.. Please...." Ashely would say as she struggled to speak due to her excitement. Finella then came down to meet her in the cream, kissing her deeply. Ashely had no choice but to let Finella control the kiss, not that she would have it any other way. She let her tongue be dominated just as she was. She would follow Finella's guiding grip, bringing her up into a sitting position before feeling Finella's arms wrap around her waist.

Ashely knew what was coming, and she couldn't be more excited. It was Finella's well known bearhug. She had seen her crush the idol Barbara with this exact same hug on Brat Talk. She had wished it was her in that room with Finella during that stream and now she was going to get the chance to be there. She was pulled up to her feet, first standing before she would be lifted off of her feet, trapped in one of the tightest bearhugs she had ever felt in her life.

Ashely would let out a squeal as her waist was crushed and compacted uncomfortably. To most women, this would be excruciating torture, but for Ashely, this was pure bliss. She would be forced to arch her back, presenting her chest in front of Finella's face if she were to choose to indulge but that was completely up to her. Ashely's crotch pressed against Finella's abs and her legs wrapped around her body, not tightly in an attack but just out of reflex. Her crotch was noticeably wet.

She would hear Finella's question and would do her best to answer in a way that could be understood. "YE... YES... PPPLLEEASSE... C...CC...CRUSH MMME!" Ashely let out as she let out a loud moan, once again, not caring about the crowd or her dignity anymore. The only people that mattered in the room, no the world right now were her and Finella.