Drinks Night: Fans' Wishes - Gabriel Vinlee vs. Nicholle Flanagan

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel had reduced their idol's claims, compliments and pleas to nothing more than mumbles across her sensitive breasts. The younger blonde had to bite her lips and squeeze her non-existent cleavage tighter over that pretty mature face to hold in the pleasure as she accelerated the choking process while Nicholle tried to get out of it; but the Queen Regent had already started playing with her first idol, and she wasn't going to stop for demands. The sexy demands coming from someone she'd wanted to subdue ever since she stepped into a ring the first time!

The seductive curvaceous body began to work again. She was already choking her, her murmurs were proof of that; but that wasn't enough. It wasn't fun to just plop down on top of someone and smother them into oblivion with nothing. She needed more than that generic feeling. So, The First Queen would show Nicholle, as they were in her pub, how a Pub Queen plays here with her favourites:

The previously white shirt was beginning to bounce mischievously over Nicholle's face, Gabriel's cleavage was too subtle to show how tight and firm her jugs were, but that didn't negatively influence the comforting feeling of having those juicy pillows on somebody's face - plus to get a good feel for the natural softness of those English prizes.

"You know, I don't usually give everyone the pleasure of feeling me," there was an underlying embarrassment in her words, but she did her best to disguise it. "So feel lucky how long this lasts before I charge you for it." Not because she is her idol, Gabriel was going to let her without paying her pain bill.

Gabriel's hips lifted slightly as her breasts played over Nicholle's features. Her lithe legs had begun to work and were finishing stretching across Flanagan's entire lower half, skirting her contours with a maiden's delicacy until they pinked her ankles with hers. At which point the regal, strong legs would wrap around them, playfully rubbing against the milf's, tasting her skin before the hitching and spreading of them.

[Willy ham 7]

Nichole felt the younger woman’s weight on top of her which began to make her feel claustrophobic she wriggled and writhed , Gabriel started to push her breasts over Nicholes face and push down quite brutally “ No STOP HHGMMFF” Nichole was silenced by Gabriel’s breasts as Nichole felt her magnificent proud breasts become sad , defeated and squished beneath the abs of her opponent and fan girl

Gabriel lifted her breasts of nicholes face slightly , “uuuugggh ooooh just you wait until I get out of HMmMFF” as nicholle was silenced again , she felt Gabriel’s hips move up from her and her legs wrap around her own , she then began to feel her legs become keyed apart “ hmmmmf hhhmmmmmmm!” Nichole let out muffled moans of protest the heels she was wearing scuffing against the mat as she tried to close them

But for now Gabriel had Nichole right where she wanted

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel was close to being able to use one of the fan letters.

Nicholle's legs were struggling to reattach and prevent the people on that side of the ringside from seeing that middle point where her legs met in her tight jet leotard; but to do that she would first have to get rid of the vines that were Gabriel's bare, clear, smooth legs. And Nicholle wasn't making any progress on that side of her clumsy plan.

Really, the Royal Viper already had the veteran in a grapevine hold plus a breasts-smothering hold and there wasn't much Nicholle could do to wipe that wayward grin off the young queen's face after this, and Gabriel had already waited long enough for her idol to break free of her tenacious grip or put up any further resistance. Now, it was still her turn, and it was time to give the milf a lesson in generational evolution and what happens when a fossil wants to get back to the top of the food chain against the current apex predator.

Gabriel stood regally, knowing the mischief she was about to do: the queen would cross Nicholle's arms behind the same veteran's head, and curve even more towards her to drop her weight in its entirety on that head, pressing her breasts even more against her indignant Nichole's face for a full-on smothering. Gabriel intended to stun her, and what better way to start that than by sliding her mountains from side to side over Nicholle's lips and nostrils; absorbing all her soft face between them.

It was a slow rub, letting the weight of her unassuming mountains be felt– the audience made it more embarrassing for the victim by hissing shamelessly. Then, she would go on to start bouncing her bust on that ripe face in order to let her know what it's like to have the queen let you feel her bountiful melons uncompromisingly. But, though she seemed to be being gentle and a heartless tease, Gabriel was careful to keep her tiny distance from Nicholle. She didn't want to give her a chance to take a single breath of air and, instead, her erotic movements were mostly aimed at occupying every part of that face plugging any air gap that might have been there before while humiliating her as a woman.

If Nicholle didn't get out of this fanservice, Gabriel would already have their next card of wrestling ready to finish her and have a chance to use one of their fan letters.

[Willy ham 7]

Nicholle felt her legs become more and more and more pried apart with each passing second … the audience began to cheer at swing the black latex covered private place … members of the audience even came up to the ring apron and were taking pictures , nicholle was made aware of this by the flashes of cameras so close to her bottom half ,

Gabriel then began to do something sly , she pulled nicholes arms behind her own head ! “ what are you doing you little bitch !!!” And began to press her breasts and strategically place them over her mouth and nose , preventing Nichole from breathing nicholle struggled and struggled but it was all for nought

Eventually all Gabriel could see at first were nicholles pretty green eyes silently pleading for Gabriel to remove her breasts from her airways , but she saw them grow drowsier and drowsier and Nichole , for the time being was stunned and at the young guns mercy …

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel felt a satisfaction every time Nicholle spoke and was silenced by her attributes. It was a pleasure that could not compare to controlling a jobber, but to controlling a champion who doesn't know how to get out of the hole she fell into. And she loved watching Nicholle's eyes lose their sparkle, transacting from desperation and pleading to unconsciousness. And there was no way the referee could save her from this.

When at last the Italian body stopped wallowing and struggling, Gabriel held on a little longer in that smother, unsure that she had succeeded so soon. She lifted her bust a little from that face; but there was no struggle at all in Nicholle. Still, she was wary. Gabriel knew the trick of playing dead, so she dropped Nicholle's head in her arms with her breasts suspended above it in case she had to smother her again. But there was no hint of a comeback from Nicholle.

The Italian veteran was truly unconscious.

The queen was at a loss for words, just gently ran her fingers along the profile of Nicholle's face, and to lean down to kiss her on the tip of her nose as her fingertips brushed those Italian lips.

"I think we can have some fun now." She cooed. Sitting on her abdomen to appreciate her lustfully - Gabriel would have to photograph her in her head because this moment can't be forgotten. He'd even be biting her fingernail from the desire that the drowsy face of her idol provokes in her. The only sin would have to be that she wasn't the first to confront this woman when she came back from retirement. Gabriel had to slide her curious finger between those mountains just to let off some of her heat. Own mouth felt wet, but this was a game! And she couldn't lose her temper over a woman so quickly.

So, the queen had to decline all her passionate intentions to get up off that beautiful body and go to the corner to climb every last turnbuckle on that corner.

The First Queen had been ignoring all the murmurs, whistles, and gasps from the crowd since pleasing them was never her goal; but she always gave them what they wanted indirectly, like now:

The queen was standing on top of that corner, looking straight down at the hypnotic veteran's abdomen of her disconnected rival, and ready to launch herself at her with a forward somersault to land on her with her quadriceps first. Timing the exact moment when Nicholle would inflate to knock the air out of her with her fall if she was so effective.

If she managed to land on her with the diving senton, the queen would immediately squeeze those breasts into her formidable claws to garnish the impact with some vulgar pleasure.

[Willy ham 7]

Nichole was out … she knew it , the fans knew it , and she was Gabriel’s to play with she lay on the canvas her long tights covered legs and heels , her previously biggest weapons now lay limp on the canvas . She felt Gabriel tenderly kiss her face as she ran her hand threw her hair , more like a lover than an oppenent Nichole could only allow her fan girl to have her way with her body as she was in this moment helpless .

Spoiler

https://www.reddit.com/r/SummerRaeHumil ... OEFnDc5pad

She was slowly coming too and gave a breathe out when Gabriel landed on her quad first onto her belly ,”OOOoOHHhH!!!” Nichole could only shout as she was completely winded , Nichole could only wallow as she was a pale imitation of the champion she once was

She rolled over wheezing and coughing “uuugg uuugg oooh” and in a pitiful attempt to flee she tried to crawl her way to the ropes

Spoiler

https://www.reddit.com/r/SummerRaeHumil ... WDLdp7yrvg

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel landed with all her weight on that flat, well-groomed, milf's dreamy abdomen; pressing her ass effortlessly onto those soft, sloppy abs until she expelled the residue of stamina the former champion still reserved to keep herself in the fight. And Gabriel was about to take those big breasts in her hands and squeeze them out of sheer lust, however, the bounce of her own fall made her dismiss that idea, even more so when Nicholle showed some 'need' and began to crawl pathetically towards the nearest ropes.

And the blonde didn't get in the way. She had missed a golden opportunity, but seeing her opponent reduced and trying to run away from her was seductive.

The blonde remained sitting on her knees, one hand between her legs sinking into her skirt as nibbling at the nails of the other, admiring the mess she was making of her idol

The closest pose to Gabriel's that I could find. Not a faithful illustration but I liked it.

. Gabriel was very aware of her matches and knew it wasn't the first time she'd been reduced like this, but it's not the same watching it as being the reason.

"Hm~... you really know how to please your fans, Ma'am." Gabriel whispered shaking her head from side to side to give a sly, melodic edge to her words. Perhaps she could learn something from her.

As the veteran reached for the ropes, the experienced one got back on her feet. Gabriel dusting her skirt with hands and began to walk serenely and harmlessly towards her favourite woman with the audience as her accomplice, giving Nicholle time to accommodate it. And when she has her, with the arms hanging from the middle rope and also resting her head on this same rope, Gabriel turned her back to her and with total grace sat on her neck, curving her skirt with a sweep of her hands to outline the contours of her smooth ass to fit it perfectly over her victim, pressing her weight down on her. And would cross her legs for added charm!

It would not be so brutal there would be no shortage of laughter and cheers from the audience, but when the Queen reaches her arms behind her back and grabs the rope, and starts to bounce lightly on the back of Nicholle's neck, it might not be so easy to take to her cushion.

[Willy ham 7]

Nicholle wallowed as Gabriel sat on her abdomen , she couldn’t tell what side of the ring was what , when Gabriel removed herself from the veteran she began to crawl to the ring ropes her heels scuffing the mat as she crawled over she pulled herself up each rope and eventually managed to drag herself to the middle ring rope . She rested on it but noticed something strange … the crowd seemed to be sniggering and pointing behind the veteran

Nicholle then felt Gabriel sit on the back of her neck ! “ GGRR get of me yo- g- ggguuuh “ was all she would gargle as the rope pressed against her throat to make matters worse Gabriel started bouncing up and down ! “Ugh ugh uuuh ugh !” Nicholles long legs frantically scraped the mat and writhed but to no avail …

[Hagen-Autem]

Laughter and whistles kept raining down on the duo of queens as the young woman bounced her ass on top of the back of her idol's neck, jerking Nicholle's throat over and over against the middle rope as if this lady could take the torture. The milf could do nothing to overcome the weight of this surrogate of hers, who was now a rising face in law, and who was making her sputter and beg for mercy as she raked the canvas with her heels and choked under her impending regal weight.

Gabriel wasn't that heavy either. She was just holding on to the middle rope as pushed her butt against Nicholle's neck. Just like that.

Gabriel just looked sideways as if she didn't know the reason for the crowd's eagerness and the noises and desperation beneath herself. Abusing the elasticity of her mattress with every discreet bounce. The queen was not even getting the opinion of the referee, who was applying the count to 5 to get up from Nicholle. But unfortunately for the referee, there was no possibility of disqualification, so she had no power to move Gabriel from her place. And this female LAW servant knew. Gabriel knew Everyone knew. And the blonde was enjoying her frustration at not being able to reprimand her the way she wanted to.

"Hmp~...What lady?" She grinned cheekily at her with those piercing eyes full of impunity. "Any problems?"

And it's about time she applied the gimmick of this match.

"Well, let's get on with the good stuff for once." She slipped her hand between her leg and her skirt, ignoring her partner's babbling and flailing, and peeked out a small pale-coloured card.

She wanted to open it, but couldn't be so vulgar as to use her fingernails to do so. Gabriel needed a letter opener, but she doubted the referee had one, and if she did, she didn't think she'd give it to her; so she unclipped a 'gawking snakehead' charm from her shirt and used its prong to open the tongue of the letter.

"Mhh...let's see what kind of dirty wish this is... O-oh...Owh?...I-I'm having a hard time understanding this..."

• "Hey Gabriel! I'm Tina one of your biggest fans XD! I have no idea if you to request or have. L.A.W isn't that public about that stuff, that one mild lady Flanagan. I think she is way too motherly and she needs a heel to show her her place. She is too much of a goody to show. Will you face her? Thanks if you do." Sincerely Tina

Gabriel read the above, but she was squinting, tilting the letter and grimacing in confusion.
"The handwriting is very nice, but too cursive..." She commented to no one in particular. The female referee anyway grumbled because she keeps drowning out the other one. But the queen continued talking as if she expected the answer to fall from the sky. "Well and what would be the move that this pretty girl would like to see-...Ohh! It was behind the card! Oops."

The images were very sharp. Tina wanted a Muscle buster and a Sharpshooter.

"And there are two of them! What good taste you have~." She laughed to herself afterwards. And then she pleased the referee, because with everything in mind, she proceeded to rise from her post. Leaving Nicholle hanging her head and arms from the middle rope as this rascally heel dug her fingers into this milf's silky hair, while the Queen vanished the card between her breasts.

This hair of Nicholle's... so soft... and beautiful... is it something that Nicholle herself will say that Gabriel copied her too?

And without any kind of vehemence, Gabriel pushed Nicholle's head out of the ring as she planted the fingers of her other hand in the middle of her neck, slowly sliding it down to the end of her spine, where she would take a handful of the bottom of her leotard and twist it into her fist until she tucked the fabric of the between her buttocks and pussy lips.

Her mouth would languidly approach the other woman's ear. With that wicked, sanctionable smile.
"This was far from over~. So take a deep breath, sweetheart~." If there was one phrase any onlooker could refer to Nicholle with, it would be: 'poor former champion' if indeed she couldn't reverse what would happen next. The next thing Gabriel would do from here would be to start spinning in place, forcing Nicholle to orbit her and gain momentum before releasing her in the direction of the close corner.

Spoiler

This throw is the closest thing to what Gabriel does with Nicholle —if she manages to execute it— and adding several turns before releasing her.

[Willy ham 7]

Nicholle felt the regal queen bounce on the back of her neck she choked and spluttered as she in vain attempted to remove Gabriel of her but eventually she grew limp ... her long powerful legs which were fighting with all their might were limp on the canvas ... aswell as her powerful arms which hung adjacent . for now the queen sat on the former champion like she was a fresh kill she made in the wilds of the Savannah. when the referee gave a count to five Nicholle regained some of her hope and exclaimed " ref come on get this bitch of me !! but Nicholle and everyone else knew that shere was a no disqualification element to this match

for the time she simply had to accept the queens commands and remained as her personal seat despite being her elder and was winning championships when Gabriel was a young child! she then hears Gabriel tear open a letter and Nicholle weakly pawed at the queen in another vain attempt to free herself

Nicholle faced a temporary respite as Gabriel stood up and grabbed her by her luscious blonde hair she then felt Gabriels hand trace down her leotard down the the small of her back Gabriel then balled the fabric of her leotard into her fist and hiked the fabric between nicholles ass and between her pussy lips . Nicholle wiggled put Gabriel had too strong a grasp on then milf and spun her around ! Nicholle was spun and spun and spun.. until she was sent flying into the corner ... she landed with s huge thud as she was not a light lady .... she lay there weakly pondering on how to get out of this predicament .