Kasey could not be happier; He did not even hesitate for a second before signing up for his first opportunity at a POW match. His mind was already racing at having some submissive jobber being his for a entire 24 hours... God what a dominating performance he would get to have. He didn't even bother to look into his opponent much. Morgan? Morrigan? Whatever, He was just excited to get started.
The following match is a Standard Rules POW Match! The Winner takes the loser home for 24 hours once the match concludes!
On his way to the ring... Kasey Crass!!! Spoiler
Kasey emerged from the curtain with a suave expression; his gaze sharply scanned the arena as he did his best to come off as confident and promiscuous~ He wanted his presence to tell the entire audience he was here to dominate- and from his mere presence he had already won. He moved forth down the ramp as he swayed his chiselled body in a not-so-subtle fashion; taking his sweet time as he dug his fingers through his glossy hair~ He opted to wear only his black half-mask as well as his extremely revealing trunks. No kneepads, no gloves; not even any boots. His body was god's gift to the world and he knew it.
Stepping through the ropes he circled the ring and took in a deep breath~ before his gaze was fixed on the entry ramp; He already pictured in his head what pathetic Jobber would walk through directly into his ring... He was more than excited to dominate them physically before getting them all to himself for 24 hours. He paced back and forth as every second brought him closer to his intense satisfaction~
The Morrigan had repeated those words to herself a few times, even now, as she came out to her
, emerging from the curtains with a hand on her hips and a proud swagger. The idea of it seemed like such a waste - if there was going to be a POW match, then lewdness was part of the plan, so why ruin that by making her wrestle in a vanilla match? The least they could do was allow some hentai. This was just a waste of her talents.
She did have her suspicions about what led to this, though, and they all centered around her tag team partner. The woman who was conspicuously absent from her side tonight.
Sabine returned home to Germany for a couple of weeks for a family reunion, leaving Morrigan to take care of business alone for a little while. It's not that big of a deal. They were doing well in the mixed-tag division, so a little time apart wouldn’t ruin their momentum. But before she’d left, the Baroness had stressed the importance of practicing while she was gone, saying that Morrigan’s fundamentals still needed some work. She was constantly pushing her to learn some more fundamentals and improve the technical side, to stop leaning some much on her brawling and sensuality. While Morrigan couldn't prove it, this felt like the sort of carrot she would dangle in front of her - give her the promise of a slave for a day, but make her compete in a match where she would have to wrestle in a standard fashion to get it.
It was whatever, she supposed. She tried not to let it bug her as she descended to the ring, rolling her shoulders as she approached the staircase, looking like her usual commanding self. Violence was violence, and that was something she could do well enough without sex. Besides, rules or not, wrestling was an inherently intimate experience - bodies grinding against each other, mingling sweat, skin against skin. Who could say what would happen?
The Morrigan slipped through the ropes, made her way to the center of the ring, and gave her opponent a good look over, head to toe. Not bad, not bad. Guy was in good shape, looked like he cared for himself, and wasn’t afraid to show off the goods with that banana hammock. She could have a lot of fun with that body, if she didn’t wind up wrecking it too bad in the match proper. ”Look at you, well-fit.” She snuck a quick peek at his groin, before she brought it back up to his face, her good eye gleaming. His mask was a nice touch. ”Getting close to Christmastime, boyo. Got a present for me?” Hello, hello
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Kasey observed his opponent make her way down the ramp as his demeanour became a little less... confident. There was no way to sugarcoat it. This was a Big Woman. She looked like she was taller than him~ Massive muscles that exceeded his and a chest that... Well. Kasey felt a little emasculated and surprised- He thought this was going to be somebody smaller than him or- er; somebody closer to his... Skill level. His mind raced with panicked thoughts as he continued studying this Woman before she was coming through the ropes to greet him; His confident swagger replaced with a stiff stance as he awkwardly looked her up and down trying to get a read on what was going on...
She returned the favour; gazing up and down Kasey's body as he felt her eyes poking at every exposed piece of skin before making a snide comment while looking directly at his...
"P-present I- Well lady; you're my... present."
...What was that? He tried to come up with a clever response but stammered out a awkward... Something. He blushed heavily at his slip of the tongue and froze in place as he attempted to avoid her gaze~ He needed to calm down. She could go down just like any other competitor. He thought about how fun it'll be when he wins and he can take this larger woman home for whatever he wanted~ He began pacing around the ring avoiding eye contact until he could think of something clever to get her off her game~ Maybe weaken her resolve before the match even started.
"Look Dommy-Mommy; y-you ain't in the red light district. I don't know if you've ever felt what its like to be on the other side of a punishment but I'm... Gonna show you."
That was.. Mostly better. Kasey would always try to find something to get under the opponents skin to help him in his matches; although he was having a bit of a harder time with this one... Her presence was a bit intimidating... But that should be no problem. It's all just looks. What could she really do against him?
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The Morrigan had, in truth, heard worse comeback. Not too many, but some. Of course, it would’ve helped him immensely if he’d said it with some gusto, instead of stammering it out, but she could give him a B+ for the effort. He was nervous, clearly, more so than she would’ve expected from a man with his body. The types like him were no stranger to the gym, which, more often than not, fostered confidence. Then again, he might’ve been okay with most women, but she was far from ‘most women’. The Morrigan could be overpowering to mortal men. She was used to it.
What she was not used to - what she would never be used to - was being insulted.
She was glad he managed to find himself and show a little bravado. She could applaud that. But he took it too far by throwing out the childish insults. ‘Dommy-mommy’? That was a new one. She wouldn’t have minded it too much, if not for the deriding way it was delivered. To say nothing about his declarations of reversing the punishment, all delivered with an undertone of uncertainty. The Morrigan could’ve let it go - after all, wrestling was 50% about putting up a front, the pageantry of it, working over the crowd and creating an image.
But if he was going to taunt, she would have to respond. It simply wasn’t in her blood to let such things go. Lessons needed to be learned. An order had to be established. The key to any relationship, even a dom and her sub, was all about communication.
After he spoke, Morrigan merely stood and blinked, unmoving, as if processing the words that came out of his mouth. She thawed quick, however, and walked forward, approaching him with an unflinching march and unwavering stare. The referee even moved out of the way she approached, wisely giving them space.
The Morrigan moved into Kasey’s personal space, only inches away from touching, and leaned in. Her scarred eye peeked out from the shadows of her hair. ”Sorry,” She spoke, letting her hot breath blow over his face with every word. ”Couldn’t quite hear you over the crowd. Loud as fuck. It sounded like you were making a little joke over here, calling me names, couldn't be hearing that right.”
She canted her head to the side and smacked her lips, getting them wet. ”Want to say that again, bitch?”
She stood unmoved by his words~ She simply stared at him like he was still supposed to continue speaking; but he simply froze in place as he expected a response... A-anything? Eventually he did receive a response; She began marching forward with intent as her unflinching gaze shot right through him- He panicked internally~ Wh-what was she going to do? Di-did he go too far? She can't do anything before the match officially starts right? That's against the rules it um...
She leaned directly into his personal space as his bare feet refused to move; he simply stood in place and awkwardly tried to lean away as she bent over to his level making her size all the more obvious to him~ a nervous glance etched his face as he was locked in place from her gaze.
”Couldn’t quite hear you over the crowd. Loud as fuck. It sounded like you were making a little joke over here, calling me names, couldn't be hearing that right.”
He felt her breath on his exposed skin which sent a shiver all the way across his body~ his breathing became more erratic as he questioned who the hell approved this match. Th-this didn't seem fair at all... She was clearly more- Not meant to be in his division... class... T-this just shouldn't be happening; why was...
”Want to say that again, bitch?”
Kasey was frozen like a statue. He had no meaningful response to her as every observation of her body made him more and more nervous~ He felt exposed and emasculated in his miniscule outfit against the size of her- She was clearly not in his league~ Was he not...
"N-no"
Kasey stammered out a response to his own surprise~ He did not even realize he was responding to her until it happened; It was all happening a little too fast for him; he didn't even realize that his trunks had started tightening from this Woman's presence near him... Oh. This may have been a bit of a bad time for this sort of revelation.
*DING DING*
The Bell rang as the two remained uncomfortably close to one another.
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It took every ounce of Morrigan’s self-control not to break out laughing at Kasey’s response.
Right away, she knew the type. She encountered clients like this every once in a while. Guys that liked to talk a big game online, who saw her photos and clips and thought it was all an act, that she’d melt when they met face to face, that they could break the big, bad bitch and bring her under control. There was a world of difference between seeing someone online and being in their face, however. The internet had a way of desensitizing people, making them forget all the trouble their mouth could get them into. The Morrigan, however, excelled at reminding them. It was something of her specialty.
She couldn't see down his body from where she stood, but she brought her leg up, just high enough for her thigh to rub between his legs. Yup, just as she suspected - he was hard, and getting harder by the second. Ready to blow. She was almost glad this wasn’t a hentai match, so she didn’t risk ending it too early.
When his stammering reply came, she enjoyed a dark chuckle and brought her head to the side of his, giving his ear a lick where the referee couldn't see. This would be a running theme, she felt. Best to get it started. ”That’s what I thought.” Her voice was heated, wanting, hungry. ”Let’s play a game.”
The bell rang and she sprang into action straightaway, reaching out to wrap her arms around Kasey’s chest and pulling him in tight. For one rowdy second, their frames mashed against each other, and she loved every part of it. His body wasn’t for show - it was strong, unyielding, and it felt wonderful mashing up against her frame, sinking into her curves. The guy was definitely fuckable, and the thought of him in her dungeon made Morrigan salivate.
But that was later. Business came first, and right now that business involved her arching backwards, lifting Kasey up, and sending him flying overhead as she fell, hurling her across the ring with a Belly-to-Belly Suplex.
Sabine wanted to see fundamentals? She’d get fundamentals.
Kasey remained frozen in place as the large woman continued to pierce his soul with her gaze; unable to provide any protest or reaction as her leg started to work its way up his thigh and felt his hardening crotch... She leaned her head over to the right side of his face and he felt every hair on his body stand up as she licked his ear; causing him to shudder involuntarily~ He couldn't tell what emotion or feeling his body was trying to communicate to him as he stared back at The Morrigan with worried eyes and taking in nervous breaths... But his body soon felt something else as the strong Woman wrapped her arms around his and gripped him tight to her chest!
"Uh-uuh-"
Kasey stammered out a nervous whine as Morrigan took control of him~ He felt unable to even physically protest as she squeezed her curvy frame against his and he felt his crotch being uncomfortably pressed back against her solid abdomen! He barely had enough time to look down nervously to see the grip the Woman had on him before she turned him right over with her whole body in tow and delivered a massive Belly-to-Belly suplex!
*Slam!*
Kasey's back slammed violently against the canvas as he felt the entire weight of the Woman crashing down onto his chest! The wind was completely knocked out of him as he stared up at the lights of the arena for help while his limbs jumped out wildly from the impact! As he lay in silence he wondered to himself if he had this coming; maybe it seemed a little too good to be true that He'd be placed in a match against a weaker opponent for his first POW stipulation. But there was no reality before the match where he pictured he could be the one to end up as somebody else's slave! Kasey needed to regain his focus if he had any hopes of taking control- the situation was already not looking good for him!
Plant your feet, arch your back, send them flying…easy. Kasey wasn’t quite as heavy as Morrigan, but he was no lightweight, either, so launching like that took some real power. She would’ve had a much harder time doing when she first started off, especially going in with no windup like that, but she’d pulled it off well enough in this instance, and while she couldn't see exactly how he’d come down, the resonation crash told enough of the story. That had hurt.
It was only the beginning. So much more where that came from.
She could’ve moved after him from there. Could’ve laid into him with punches, could’ve punted his skull off, could’ve done a dozen times a dozen things to wreck his day utterly. Instead, Morrigan pushed to her feet, stretched upwards, and moved around leisurely, a light stroll, making her lack of concern abundantly clear. This was a game with a future pet. Nothing more. If he needed convincing on that point, Morrigan would happily provide.
”Here’s how the game works.” She spoke just loud enough to be heard over the raucous crowd, many of whom were calling for his utter destruction. They would get it, but on her time, at her pace, damn everyone else. Won’t pin you, won’t let you submit. The beating only stops when you get down, hands and knees, kiss my foot and say you’re my bitch. Couldn't be clearer.”
The Morrigan stepped over to his heed extended her foot, folded her arms and looked down on him like the goddess she truly was, radiating an aura of menace and raw lust. It wasn’t enough for her to defeat this man - no, she needed to conquer him. Control him. Dominate him. Mess with him in ways that he’d never experienced.
"Well," She tapped her foot, expecting something. "Get to it."
The Woman lifted herself off of Kasey's chest as he continued to lay on the Canvas trying to comprehend exactly what was happening. With her weight completely off of him now it gave him a chance to squirm and try to ease the pain as he drew harder breaths trying to regain his composure. Morrigan started walking around him daintily in a circle as she described the scenario to him~ and it was not one he wanted to be in. Every word that came out of her mouth made the experience all the more real to him- Oh my god he- He actually may lose and be...
He got off his back and bent forward as he looked to stop lying undignified on the canvas... Only to look up at Morrigan impatiently staring down at him expecting him to grovel~ To simply allow himself to be taken by her... The humiliation of her even suggesting something to him hurt worse than the slam she had just delivered. Even in his exposed position without a way to defend himself his gusto got the better of him. A flustered blush came over his face as he looked to berate the Woman for her words;
"...W-who the Fuck do you think you're talking to?" Kasey's voice started sharply rising as his temper started to get the better of him~ It was unclear if this was a smart move but his emotions kept spilling out as his fear of the situation seemed to be fading. "I-I'm not Fucking intimidated by your shitty ass goth-chick getup- Y-you're not a goddamn wrestler; you shouldn't even f-fucking be here!"
Kasey started to get up off the ground; a bit shaky but a fierce determination had come over him~ He started to get in her face as his crass insults continued~ "Maybe if you were actually good at your bdsm shit you wouldn't have to compete here; Y-you're a fucking joke you know that?!" While his voice sounded a little unsure he was no less determined in his words; this was the only real way he knew to get into his opponent's heads. Despite that though; Kasey did not take the opportunity to put in any offense- Maybe his body was a bit smarter than his mouth to try and actually tangle with this Woman as his flustered anger continued to show through.
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He was showing defiance, but that actually brought a smile to Morrigan’s as he rose up and sent some venom her way. She was going to crush him - utterly, totally, definitively - but she preferred her prey to have some life to it, wanted him to give her some spirit. He had no way of knowing it, but rolling over and licking her boot would’ve been the worst thing he could’ve done. It wouldn’t have saved him from the pain, just made dishing it out less fun.
No, she had to earn this. Had to make it a little creative. A good thing.
She stood her ground as he rose up and got in her face, yelling at her, even getting a little spittle on her cheeks. It was an impressive display of male bravado, a preening peacock showing off his feathers. She didn’t know if he actually expected her to be cowed by it after she’d just launched him into the stratosphere, but she could respect the courage. She would give him an appropriate response.
The Morrigan waited precisely two seconds after his last word, making sure he’d gotten it all out of his system. ”That’s it?” She blinked. ”Good.”
While she wasn’t a fast woman overall, Morrigan could move fast in spurts, and it was that ability that she tapped into as she brought her hands up, planted them on Kasey’s chest, and pushed him hard towards the corner, driving him against the turnbuckle with hard, furious step. She used her weight to her advantage, bullrushing him, pressing her forearm into his face to keep him in place, only to suddenly back off without any notice. The Morrigan only stepped back to create some space, however - half a second later, she threw herself forward, lashed out, and swung her arm into Kasey’s chest with a full power chop, slicing her forearm across his impressive pectorals with a ferocity that would’ve matched her finest whips.
