The Midas Touch, Episode 13: Be Careful What You Wish For

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"Nnnm! Mmmn! *Chup* Slrp* Mnf!" Rose Gold continued to dominate Fuuka's mouth with her own. She lewdly suckled on the other girl's tongue as she felt it start to give out. The taste of her prey succumbing to her suffocating kiss only intensified her need!

Her hands continued to indecently explore Fuuka's body! To massage her backside! To grind against her! And the longer she did, the more obvious it became that her seduction was complete. Fuuka's spirit was completely subsumed it seemed, unable to, or unwilling to fight back.

And so Rose Gold would drown her in pleasure.

She pulled the blue-haired beauty under the waves by her ankles. And like a hungry shark, she took her in her mouth and jerked her around until she stopped moving. She pulled her under the blue until it became black. Until her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Until her kissing lost its' strength and she could only drool from the slight spaces between their lips.

"Ohhhnnn~" She moaned deeply down Fuuka's throat, trembling against her. She was growing hotter. She was shamelessly getting off on Fuuka's surrender. She wasn't just fucking her... She was fucking herself -with- her.

And unfortunately for Fuuka, there would be no bell. Not even when her vision finished transitioning from blurry to black...

This was a Mercy Match.

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Fuuka just could not handle it anymore. Neither physically nor mentally could she keep up with what Rose was doing with her body. It wasn't just the lack of air, it was how Rose was using her body against hers that truly made Fuuka give out. The bluenette could feel every inch of her body being discovered and explored by Rose. Her back, her hips, her legs, arms, chest, ass, stomach, and face. Everything.

And Fuuka could also feel how much Rose was loving her. She could feel the champion's raw passion in what she was doing with their bodies. The warmth that radiated off both of them, leaving both of them sweaty and slick. But once the sensations peaked, they then started to fade as Fuuka finally shut down as her world faded to black.

Fuuka's body would go limp as she went unconscious. Her body would lean and fall whichever way that gravity, the ring, and Rose took it it. And speaking of Rose, it was needless to say that the champ could do quite literally whatever she possibly wanted to do to Fuuka. Be it an act of wrestling, or intimacy, Rose had as much control as was physically possible in this moment.

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Rose Gold found herself lost in her lustful assault. She shuddered against Fuuka's body, her hips trembling in a silent, private release. The cries of pleasure she might have let out were suppressed by her smothering kiss. An eager, greedy thing that left her convulsing against the pinned woman. And when it subsided, she pulled away.

A thin strand of saliva connected the bluenette's lips to hers. And it broke when she smiled. Fuuka was sleeping so sweetly. Knocked out. Defeated by her golden tongue. And in any other match, it would be over. But tonight's bout was a Mercy Match. Fuuka would have to beg. And even then, she'd have to satisfy Rose Gold.

"Mmmn. Maybe you were built for this." She gave Fuuka's pillowy backside a firm spank.

With the woman unconscious, she was free to do as she liked. But there was no fun in taunting a girl who wasn't awake. So instead, she took Fuuka into her arms and pulled her away from the corner. Only to turn her upside down and replace her. She crossed her ankles beneath the turnbuckle, locking her in place as she dangled upside down from the turnbuckle. A tree of woe.

And then, there was only one thing left to do. Wake her up.

Rose Gold took hold of Fuuka's knees. Dropped her hips. And then thrust her own knee into her navel.

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Once Fuuka knew that she was going to be knocked out by a kiss from a Rose, the thought did cross her mind that she would most likely awaken to a position of great pain. But it wasn't as if Fuuka was in a position to do anything about it. Obviously, Fuuka didn't experience Rose setting up her tree of woe. So when Rose's knee gave her a wake up call, she was confused as well as in pain.

"AHH!" cried out Fuuka, the signal to her awakening. Pain shot from her knees through her stomach, where Rose was currently targeting. But the world looked strange to her eyes. "What? Am I upside doOOOWHN!" Fuuka was interrupted by Rose's knee, though she was able to get her point across.

Fuuka's arms hung down, her wrists against the mat. Her breasts bounced and swayed with each herk and jerk Rose forced her body to make with her brutal attack. This was the biggest shift from pleasure to pain Fuuka had been put through so far, just a sharp contrast between an impromptu love making session to this was jarring to say the least.

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"Mmmn. Good morning, jobber." She gave Fuuka a wink and blew her a kiss to accompany it.

There was an undeniable appeal to the sight of the entangled bluenette. She had a beautiful figure, even if it belonged to a talentless wrestler. The tree of woe left her legs spread and the most coveted part of her femininity on prominent display. Rose Gold ran a finger from her knee, all the way down the smoothness of her thigh. Her fingernail traced a thin line to the edge of her attire. A tickling tease. Not granting her the pleasurable release of genuine contact, not just yet.

"I know you think this is what you want." She traced the swell of her plump lower lips. A touch that filled her body with electric warmth. "But I'm going to make you -beg- me to stop!" And then, as she was distracted by the swelling warmth between her hips, Rose Gold drew her right leg back. And drove the toe of her boot right into her heavy, jiggling tits! Smashing them against one another and forcing them against one another to bounce and sway for her sadistic entertainment!

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Even after Fuuka had been knocked out and woken back up by Rose, the champ continued her sensual assault on the bluenette's body. Working her hand and her finger just around the area between her legs, making Fuuka shudder. But even so, she had become privy to Rose's patterns. Especially with her words, Fuuka knew the surprise pain shot was coming in advance.

"AH!" Though just because she knew it was coming didn't mean that anything was actually going to be done about the kick Rose fired straight into Fuuka's chest. The bluenette felt her breasts slap against each other and bounce around in her outfit. Fuuka was also getting woozy again, as much blood had rushed to her head from the tree of woe.

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"Go on Fuuka, don't be afraid. Let your voice out! This is what you wanted right? To be exposed!?" She ran her hand down the pleasant heat of Fuuka's crotch. Her hands moved to take hold of her leotard, pulling it tight against her womanhood as she spread her open. Exposing her against her attire in a way that felt far lewder than if she had simply stripped her naked!

"To be humiliated!" She drove the toe of her boot once more into the meat of her tits. She was intent on creating a devastating maelstrom of suffering and satisfaction. Her hands massaged her labia through her leotard. Caressing and pleasing her. While she continued to batter her breasts.

The added flow of blood to her head would melt her mind. She was content to strip Fuuka of her humanity and reduce her to a babbling husk of a woman.

"Be careful what you wish for, Fuuka-chan!" She licked her lips. Her hands moved, one of them keeping her spread with thumb and forefinger. The other began to make smooth, rhythmic circles about her covered womanhood. Precise, coaxing strokes of her swollen clitoris. It was a shame Rose Gold was such a demon, because her ability to please another woman was heavenly.

"You just might get it!"

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Fuuka had never felt this much pain nor this much pleasure before in her life. So now that they were both happening top her simultaneously, it was nothing short of utterly overwhelming for her. "AH!" Fuuka cried out as Rose yanked her leotard into her crotch and as the champ continued to rub her there.

"AH! Ah, oh, oohaa!" Fuuka cried and moaned as Rose blasted her in the chest with a kick again while working the poor jobber between her legs. Fuuka's body twitched, spasmed, and groaned as Rose did anything and everything that she possibly could to Fuuka's body. The combination of assault, both physical and sexual, was pushing Fuuka to her limit.

Fuuka started to panic as Rose's fingers continued to work between her legs to the extent that she felt her warmth bubbling up in the bottom of her stomach. If Rose went much further, it would threaten to burst. "Wait! Wait! You aren't actually going to go that far, are you?! Th-this isn't even a hentai match!"

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Throughout the bout, even though she was outmatched and bound to suffer, she had been stalwart. She'd come into the fight not only expecting to be battered and humiliated, but wanting it. It had given her an almost supernatural resistance. But now... Now her composure was beginning to break. The fear was starting to seep through. The genuine shame was beginning to show itself. The fun Fuuka was seeking was beginning to slip away... And that meant it was finally Rose Gold's turn for satisfaction.

"You should let your voice out more Fuuka-chan. The world is watching, after all! Just like you wanted!" She cooed as her hands never stopped working. Her thumb pressed teasingly against her entrance through her attire. Making her body yearn to suckle upon her finger. She stroked her sensitive inner thighs. And spread apart her lower lips. She wasn't simply touching Fuuka... She was massaging her. She was soothing and drawing out her deepest desires.

"It was pleasure you said you preferred before, right?" Her boot finally stayed still. She dared Fuuka to tell her differently! Teasing her with the information that she could prevent herself from being televised in her most intimate state. She just needed to say she would rather be hurt.

"You're right, Fuuka-chan. It isn't. This is a Mercy Match!" She licked her lips. "That means I have you until I'm full! But, please, do tap! The surrender always makes the meal sweeter!"

But then again... As Rose pinched her clit through her wrestling outfit... She might not be able to speak at all. She'd expertly built her body up. Welled her pleasure in the pit of her belly. And now she began to stroke her in earnest. Drawing it out. An act that would ruin her attire and shame her, just like she wanted. She'd break her mind with pleasure and push her over the edge!

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"Ah, ah, nooo," Fuuka moaned and cried as Rose's hands turned to dark magic. Though Fuuka was fine with her body being displayed, she had adamantly wanted to avoid sexual acts, especially being brought to climax. But Rose had brought her to her limit and showed little sign of being willing to stop.

"No! Not like this! Hurt me instead, please! This is too much- ah! Too much pleasure!" Fuuka had no idea if Rose would actually stop for this. What Fuuka thought was most likely was Rose would climax her, and then start breaking her after. But the bluenette had to hope that this is what Rose meant by getting what she asked for.

And also that what she was asking for wouldn't completely destroy her.