The Midas Touch, Episode 9: Bad vs. Evil

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Rose Gold's palm stung from the harsh contact it had made with Ange's cheek. A soft sear that put a smirk on the lips of the sadistic champion. She'd lured the girl out to play, and now she'd just as easily lured her into the corner. This was a toy she was going to enjoy breaking.

"What's wrong honey? Rose got your tongue?" She chirped out the classic idiom with a curious replacement. It was meant to confuse her and draw a what from those pretty lips. To part them just enough for Rose Gold to steal them with her own!

The moment Ange was vulnerable she would find Rose Gold's body upon hers. Pressing her against the corner and erasing all space between them. Her black lipstick would stain Ange's mouth as it was claimed by the Sinister Siren's own. Her tongue forced its way past the other girl's lips to dance and mingle with her own. And as shocking as the sudden erotic attack was... It was more shocking when it felt nearly impossible to resist.

"Mmmph~ Nmmm!!"

The soft moaning whimpers of the lightweight champion caused her tongue to reverberate inside of Ange's mouth. Her hips pressed against the other girls so closely that she could feel the heat of Rose's lust against her inner thighs. Rose Gold was a vicious, vile woman. A hateful sadist. But her kiss... God her kiss... It was the most wonderful thing Ange had ever tasted. The forbidden fruit. Ambrosia. A taste women would fight wars over.

It was the brilliant sweet thing at the center of a carnivorous plant. An enchanting, seductive sensation that made her prey lose their mind. A Siren's Song sang directly down the throat!

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Ange struggled with the disorienting sensation of half her face singeing with those slaps, reeling but not enough to stay silent as Rose spoke to her, saying something that made no sense to the reeling model.

" What ar- " Ange said, the instant she opened her mouth her opponent sprung towards her. The redhead was completely blindsided by that speed, not being quick enough to react as the champion closed in before she could even blink, her black glossed lips placing a liplock on the redheads crimson chapped lips.

Ange's lips were parted slightly when met by Rose's, those invasive lips parted her own slightly more in a controlling and enveloping kiss, both girls open mouthed and as a result tasting each other's lips deeper. Ange's eyes widened as she found herself pushed back as Rose' endowed body pressed into her own for what seemed like a sensual embrace, but there was a subtle deceptive force as the champ pressed forward to edge Ange back, subtly rushing her into the corner.

" Mfff.. " Ange whimpered into the kiss, eyes narrowing as she lifted her arms now, but only after she had Rose' body hold tight enough to heŕs to make their contact tight and steamy. Ange's hands grasped Rose, ready to push, but trembling for a moment as the siren's tongue slithered into the narrow opening in her lips, saliva seeping through too which was enough to shock Ange into a fatal pause with her resistance.

Within that pause, Rose's hips pressed into Ange's own, curving and slotting next to her body like an erotic glistening jigsaw of thighs and midriff. That alone would make Ange freeze up, but the intimate rubbing was enough to make her moan into those lips and clutch at Rose' arms as she squirmed as much as she could. The heat, muscle and softness of those thighs and the experience with which they pressed into her left Ange mowing and whining in pleasure, eyes rolling back slightly as Rose' tongue established complete freedom and dominance of Ange's mouth.

Ange was quite privy to the cruelty of Rose, but the sweetness of her embrace was completely unknown to her. The overconfident trainee didn't have a submissive bone in her body... but she had never been kissed like this, both above and below with debilitating and exhilarating rhythm and passion. Ange could do nothing, other than lose her mind as she felt herself getting weak and wet between her legs.

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Rose Gold continued to pressure the aspiring heel with her expert mouth. Her painted black lips smeared their shade upon the pale pink of Ange's. Her hands ran down the whimpering girl's sides. Her fingernails tickled and stimulated the exposed skin. And her nubile, slender body writhed against her captors. Her thigh grinding against the other woman's heat. Their bellies meeting and their breasts kissing.

The seductive dance's grace belied the brutal efficiency of her domination. A full body subjugation that had left the trainee mewling into Rose Gold's mouth. Sweet submissive moans and whimpers were swallowed up by the Sinister Siren. They echoed down her throat and stoked the fire in her belly. More! More! The cruel beast that controlled Rose Gold's heart urged her onward! Provoked her to take not only Ange's breath but her will! Her pride!

And when the other competitor's body lost its' tension, she felt it. She felt Ange's need as she melted from the heat of their kiss. She felt her resistance turn to desire. The wannabe dom was experiencing the majesty of what she wanted to become. She was tasting the sweet temptation of submission. It would be a valuable tool for her in the future. But tonight. It would make her a loser.

"Mmmmnnn~ Chlp! Mf!" Rose continued to kiss her loudly; lewdly! The hands that had run free about her body now curled around her throat. A possessive choke! A pleasant threat! The other entangled itself in her hair, it would be what controlled her, body and mind!

Rose began to kneel as her fingers tightened on Ange's windpipe. She'd draw no air that didn't come from Rose Gold's lungs. Lustful dependency. She brought Ange with her, forcing her to her knees with the grip on her hair. Seducing her to the canvas. Charming her into a state of further vulnerability. If Rose Gold's reputation didn't inform the danger that Ange was in... Then the way her sex dripped down her bare thighs might.

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Ange squirmed and rubbed into the touch of Rose' invading hands, nails and finger tips subtly making her shiver underneath while the champion greedily kissed her lustfully. That deadlock of sensations messed with the red head's mind, and the heated sensation from their grinding hips made her bewitched with anticipation, body quivering for the intense release rushed upon her by the ravaging villainess.

Rose was impulsive though, and switched gears as she moved her hand to Ange's neck, constricting just a little, but combined with the air depriving effect of their makeout session made her eyes widen and twitch as she felt vulnerable, her very breathing dictated by Rose gold.

The other hand clutched her hair, pulling her cruelly in whatever way she desired, Rose was her puppeteer as Ange was guided down, as smoothly as if she were being slid into bed. The overwhelmed newbie would be forced down to her knees, and then settled down onto her back.

" O-ohh! " Ange squeaked as she was slid up into the canvas by Ange's body as the champion now pinned her to the canvas, the new position gave her very temporary respite from the kiss, enough to let out a moan and a little panting before Rose gold corrected the issue of her freedom. The kiss was draining of air, which left Ange paralysed underneath.

Ange's nipples stiffened through her top and she felt herself getting wet quicker than she could deal with. This was humiliating, Ange was on the verge of both an orgasm and unconsciousness. The trapped redhead hadn't even been tamed through a powerful slam or crippling submission, instead she was being finished by her opponent's lips having not landed a single move other than a flimsy slap!

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Ange was vulnerable. There was no more dangerous state than that, before Rose Gold. Her body had yielded itself entirely to her whims. The beautiful young girl's skin yearned for her touch. Her lips quivered and pled for her kiss. And her lungs depended on hers for breath. She could feel how wet the rookie was as her bare thigh rested against Ange's crotch. And she felt their nipples brush as the redheads stiffened to what must have been an agonizing degree!

Rose Gold's tongue liberally explored Ange's mouth. She Lapped up her panting breath and mapped every inch of Ange's own tongue. Their breathing synchronized, but Ange's heart beat far faster than her own. Where Rose Gold was swallowing her moans, Ange was consuming the poison affection of Rose Gold's succubus-like kiss!

The Lightweight Champion crawled up her body without ever breaking their lips. Her hands explored the curves of her hips and cupped the swell of her breasts. Their pelvises pressed together and their heat mingled. Sweltering hot with need and burning through their attire! Rose Gold wasn't merely entrancing her with her mouth, but with the whole of her body. Guiding Ange into a virgin-like state of need and lust!

And when her suffocating kiss caused Ange's eyes to roll into the back of her head, she would suddenly break it with a gasp! Ange's mind would be given a break. Space to ponder the important questions. Such as: How long had Rose been playing with her body? Was the match over? And how did she end up sitting against the corner!?

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It all was way too much, Ange blushed as bright as her crimson hair, as her malicious foe smooched the life out of her, grinding hungrily against her and draining both her confidence and vitality with a full frontal humping into the canvas.

Then Ange felt those hands wistfully grasp and slide along her curves, making her shiver and squirm. She felt that warm soft touch travel the inner curves of her thighs, and along the fullness of her chest and breasts, it made her push her hips forward, letting out a breathy moan that was stifled by those lips tightly smothering her own, and her tongue that bullied the red head's own, making her submit to it.

The heat built and built, and as it did Ange was in heaven, pinned lovingly as she awaited a release, before being abandoned, and left to slide down energyless onto her bottom, hands draped over the bottom rope. Her mouth was a little messy with saliva, and she leaned her head back onto the buckle behind.

Ange gasped and then painted, big steamy breaths in desperation as she tried to get oxygen into her struggling brain. The redhead had just been mindfucked by the champion's very well received advance, and she was aloof with desire for more domination, her body burned for it and she had no wits about her to resist.

Ange felt too exhausted and too flustered to move, she felt compelled to stay in the corner. Being eye level with Rose' creamy thighs drew Ange's attention, she was seduced by the champion's body both in feeling moments ago and now in sight as her curvy body glistened in the light from above.

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"That's a good girl. Sweet and submissive. Exactly how I like them." She grinned as she looked down at her puppy dog-like opponent. "You must be burning up, look at how red your face is!" She feigned concern as she slipped the back of her hand along Ange's face. Half to test her theory, and half to keep her entranced with her touch.

"I bet you little tummy is tight with need isn't it?" She spoke as she took a step forward, weaving her black boot through the ropes and landing it behind one of Ange's hips. "I bet that heart of yours is about to beat out of those cute little tits of yours!" The second sentence came as her other boot stepped down in much the same way. Weaving through the ropes and creating a cage of inner thigh to trap Ange within.

The position put her sharp-cut bottoms so close to Ange's face that she could feel her own breath against them. "Go ahead honey. Indulge. You might have come here to wrestle. But isn't there something else you'd rather do?" A hand shot down. But it didn't hit Ange. Instead, it caught her own bottoms.

Lewdly, she pulled upon them. Stretching them tight against her sex. They were revealing enough as it was, but now, it allowed Ange indisputable proof that Rose Gold had waxed for their bout. Her lower lips, wet with lust in anticipation of their indecent encounter, swallowed the black and gold Lycra and presented themselves for Ange's pleasure.

"Don't be shy, honey." She gave another gentle pull of her own attire, forcing her already swollen lips to plump up enticingly. "This-" She took hold of Ange's hair finally. Directing her face to gaze upon Rose Gold's womanhood. Forcing her nose against her mons to intoxicate her with her scent. "Is what you're really here for, isn't it?"