Demonic Debut: Sebastian (D) vs Astrid

[APimpNamedSlickback]

"Don't... don't you dare..." Astrid's protest was weak, her voice trembling as that single finger brushed against her sensitive skin. The sensation sent a jolt through her body, a treacherous spark of pleasure that ignited amidst the overwhelming agony of her arched spine. She hated him.

Yet, as his hand continued to maul her breast and his touch teased her core. The pain was immense, yes, but it was a sharp, focused sensation that her mind could grasp onto. The pleasure, however, was like a water in a desert, teasing her for an alternative to the pain and humiliation.

"I don't... I don't love this..." she gasped, her words catching in her throat as his finger pressed a little firmer against her. Her hips gave an involuntary twitch, a desperate attempt to either escape his touch. She was a woman of experience, yet she's being manhandled by some asshole here!

"GAAAAAAH—!!"

A guttural cry ripped from Astrid’s chest as gravity betrayed her once more. One moment she thought perhaps he was finished with the torture, and the next, the world flipped upside down. Sebastian hauled her high above before driving downward before she could even cry out no!

His rigid knee collided squarely with the middle of her spinal column. Her entire frame folded like wet parchment over his kneeling leg, forcing her torso to fold in the shape of his knee with a cry.

With the sheer kinetic force of the slam, the flimsy fabric of her crimson slingshot top surrendered entirely. Both magnificent globes burst forth unconfined, swinging wildly with the momentum of the strike before settling heavily atop her. They spilled outward, exposed to the cold arena air and thousands of watching eyes, glistening with sweat and shame.

"Nnngh... haaa... hnnn..." Breathless whimpers escaped her lips. Tears flooded instantly, spilling over. She hung limply draped over his limb, unable to muster even a flicker of resistance, her dignity shattered alongside her composure.

She's too weak to even tap out due to the pain.

[calvinomic]

Even Sebastian's fans in the audience winced a bit at the savage impact as Astrid's spine was slammed over the unyielding knee of her opponent, folding her body backwards as he pushed down on each half of her. But their cheers quickly reached a fever pitch as her impressive tits finally bounced free from their skimpy coverings, exposed for all to see as they whistled and hollered their appreciation. Even in his sadistic cruelty, Sebastian still took a moment to admire the flawless globes, eyeing them hungrily as he let her remain draped across his knee for a few moments while he savored the sight.

"You really should consider a career outside of wrestling. Those tits would make you famous just about anywhere." he taunted as he finally rolled her off his knee, letting her land on her back as he stood up and took a moment to pose for the crowd, both those who cheered and those who booed. Astrid lay crumpled at his feet, her body broken, but even that wasn't enough for the muscled monster. He wanted her broken in every sense.

"Here, let me show you what you're really good for." he said and reached down again, lifting her limp body up with the same ease as before, this time holding her in a simple bear hug, not even bothering to trap her arms, but with her body raised so that her tits were directly in his face, the rest of her allowed to continue hanging limp.

Then, like a ravenous beast, he latched on to one of those bouncing tits with his lips, capturing the nipple and sucking on it hard, lashing it with his tongue within his mouth as he lavished the nub with surprising finesse for a man of his brutality. It seemed he was as skilled with his tongue as he was in a fight. He gorged himself on her tits, alternating between them and treating them like his personal property, snagging them between his teeth and tugging hard before allowing them to snap back into place. Periodically he would squeeze down on her body, not enough to do any real damage, but just enough to remind her of what he was capable of.

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Gasping for oxygen, Astrid slumped across the mat after being discarded like trash. Every nerve fiber protested; her lower back throbbed with a dull ache, sending shooting pains whenever she attempted to shift. The earlier attack had taken great toll on her. It wouldn't be a while till she's back to normal to get back at him, leaving her at his mercy. Yet, before she could rest for a bit, calloused palms gripped her arms, hoisting her vertically.

"Mmph?! Nnnnn—!" Her protests died when she realized her new position. Held aloft in his crushing embrace, her bare bosom rested flush against his face.

Suddenly, warmth enveloped her left side. An intake of breath signaled intent before a pair of lips claimed her nipple.

"AHHHNN!" The sound rang sharply in the quiet ring. Sensation exploded upward, bypassing logic straight from her groin. Despite the agonizing pain of her bruised spine, her nerves sang under the expert manipulation of his tongue. He dragged the tip firmly along the underside of the mound, swirling near the base before nipping the tip with his incisors.

"Yessss... ah... nnh..." A traitorous moan slipped past her lips. Shame burned hotter to her skin. To receive such intimate care following barbaric violence confused her senses utterly. Each rhythmic pull drew moisture from her glands, coating her erect bud in slick saliva. Despite the tight hold, she found herself enjoying the sensation.
Maybe she can rest a bit in his arms.

[calvinomic]

Sebastian's treatment of his opponents ample breasts was akin to a man in a desert who had found an oasis, slathering them in his saliva as his lips, tongue, and teeth all worked to stimulate them with the expertise of a man who had done this countless times before. Like a small whip, his tongue batted at the sensitive nubs, and was rewarded by the sweet moans that leaked from her lips, her mind clearly rattled by the intense mix of pain and pleasure that must be wracking her.

"That's a good girl. Show some proper respect and I'll let you feel good." he cooed against her mounds, his arms still threatening to crush her in a ring of muscle if she did not comply. This was his true passion. Breaking bodies was fun, but even that paled in comparison to the pleasures of breaking minds, using a mix of sticks and carrots to slowly turn a proud fighter into a shattered shell of their former selves. From the moment Astrid had entered the ring, her tits had drawn the eye of everyone in the arena, and now he was making them his personal toy, making it clear that what he wanted, he got.

For a few minutes he enjoyed her tits to his heart's content, but eventually it came time to move on to further humiliations. So he gave her one final squeeze, threatening to crush her body in his grasp, and then dropped her back to the mat, kicking her onto her back as he stood over her with an obvious tent in his shorts. "I can think of one more use for those tits of yours." he said loudly, making sure that everyone could hear. "And it's no fair that you're the only one who gets to feel good." Another taunt, minimizing her pain. With a dramatic flourish, Sebastian dropped his shorts completely, exposing his manhood for all to see.

It was one of god's cruel jokes that a man who was so arrogant, so merciless, and so quick to belittle others, would be blessed with one of the most impressive cocks. It stood at rigid attention, reaching up in a slow arch as it throbbed eagerly in the open air, ready for some action. He gripped it in one hand and stroked it slowly as he moved to kneel down, with the aim of trapping her arms at her sides with his legs so his full length hung over her chest.