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

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel was starting to play with the frail body of her ex-heel-woman-favourite. Stamping her headfirst into the corner turnbuckle after a successful release. And now that the milf needed a breather, Gabriel looked taller and more energetic than before.

She wiggled her hips and set the pace with her catwalk as she reached for the hips of her fatigued Nicholle. A part of the audience would clap on the railing or shout the name of the milf to convey their strength before that English Viper arrives. But...

To see her tired by that regent tenacity was a source of pride, to have her jiggling to be free under her imperialistic, godlike ass was a joy. And now to have her like this- exposed, tired, wanting a minute to rearm and plan how to survive and get out of here, and with her ass hanging from the corner after being wedged between the turnbuckles while the queen sets things up to burn the first fan letter was too good to blink and miss it!

And Gabriel was doing a good job of keeping cool and regal despite how boiling she was between her legs from the delight of understanding Franagan's body language pleas. Gabriel was being too much for this mother. And that was every monsterheel's dream: to subdue her idol.

The first thing she did when she reached the milf's tired body, was to disengage her from the corner by tugging at her leotard, she would do it with some grace and using only two of her fingers, with which she pinched the tight, sweat-soaked spandex on the mother's lower back. Next, she would stomp on the hamstring of one of her legs to bring her to her knees facing the corner. And as a final point, the queen would join her left hand to the top rope, sink the fingers of her other hand into the miss's silky hair, and then arch her backwards before smashing her forehead into the turnbuckle!

The audience gasped in pain at the thud of that crash!

She didn't have to be so explosive; but her love is tough, and Franagan is one of the ones the queen of queens loves the most. And just in case the retired champion was planning something to twist things in her favour, Gabriel would stun that old-fashioned wreslter before she could carry out that plan. Continue to consume their dignity and stamina until 'using that first fan card' is all that is left to close this chapter and move on to the next in the match. And what better way to do that than to beautify her beautiful face by changing her tired, pained, and desperate expression to a goofy, subdued, and dazed one?

If nothing stopped her, she would slam her three times into the corner, with a camera on the other side of the corner recording those impacts.

[Willy ham 7]

Nicholle was in a daze ... she looked up to witness her fans smacking on the barriers in unison and screaming words of encouragement and support Nicholle was motivated to get out of this predicament but her body was simply not cooperating the view for Nicholle was not looking great.

the view for Gabriel was quite different , she gazed across the ring to where she hurled Nicholle to view her neatly slotted hanging on the middle turnbuckle and the view was perfect. Her tights clad legs were dangling limply and her ass was the cherry on top, its look while purely unintentional was perfect , it looked unintentionally submissive and an offering to Gabriel should she choose to accept .

Gabriel had other plans however she with two of her powerful fingers pulled her leotard into a wedgie and kicked her leg in so the weight of Nicholle would cause her to fall down and proceeded to slam nicholles face into the turnbuckle . The referee was shocked , she stood around 5'2 and had her brunette hair tied into a sporty ponytail and her attire while not slutty showed her athletic physique and ample chest. " Gabriel t-theres no need for that this is a wrestling match..." the petite ref muttered , while both Nicholle and Gabriel towered over her she had to speak her mind as referee ... but she felt she had been chucked into the deep end as this was her first match .

Gabriel simply looked at the nervous girl who could not not match Gabriels eye contact and proceeded to smash nicholles head against the turnbuckle again!
the ref girl choked on her words and it was only when Gabriel smashed nciholles head again that she spoke " Gabriel stop! o-or I-ill disqualify you!" the referee hoped that Gabriel believed this bluff but this was quickly disproved when Gabriel smashed nicholles head yet again . with each smashing of her there was a cameras opposite showing nicholles face go from enraged to panicked ... to dazed ... to unconscious with each blow of her head

[Hagen-Autem]

The queen was making it very clear to the special striped-shirted spectator from here when she tried to slow down her combo.

She could have shed tears and perhaps warmed the heart of that indomitable woman, but with empty threats all that referee achieved was to show who was in control here. And it wasn't the referee, it was Gabriel. And she wasn't going to stop.

After the third thrust of Nicholle's forehead against that poor turnbuckle, the former champion's face was transformed into an expression too provocative for her successor.

"Hmm~." Gabriel moaned aroused. Nicholle was stunned, her eyes wide open and her head spinning as if her world was spinning too.

"I knew your face was beautiful when touched the right way, Mother. Don't you think so too, ref?" She was taking a double prize here. Being placed above her first idol, and above the one who should have meant an authority inside the ring. All because the rules of the match allowed her to, and no one realised that until now.

And for added group glee, Gabriel continued to keep the veteran on her knees in front of that corner, tempted to give her one more; but no! It would be too much. And she would be immortalising that dazed expression through that ringside camera perfectly placed in the corner. Projecting her submission to the LAW crowd on the arena screens. Could this moment be any better for Gabriel? Maybe she could make it more exquisite? Yes...

Her other hand slid down that fragile skin to Nicholle's chin and flipped her face upwards as Gabriel, still standing behind Nicholle, leaned over her head. With her lips tantalisingly close to those of her idol.

"Alright, I think this was perfect..." She exclaimed, returning to her imperious inherent austerity, though there was an adjacent fondness and honour in her voice. But she had already become too excited, and losing her temper was not her style, not this early. "I hope this gift is good enough for you." And with that she fulfilled her greatest wish: to steal Flanagan's lips in an unsolicited kiss.

The entire audience went wild!

The queen would suck those rich, ripe, soft lips between her own, sucking mainly on that lower lip before advancing further on this and snaking her tongue inside her mouth to enter Nicholle's tongue space and reel in this one. Completing her lover kiss. She would even pass some of her air from mouth to mouth to help her stay conscious. Although the latter was a difficult job.

And the hardest thing for the ego of any woman who aspired to be like her idol Nicholle was to see her prostrate sexily on her knees and gazing skyward, helpless and on the verge of being irreversibly humiliated, while a younger woman with a towering lividity abuse enviably from her lips.

[Willy ham 7]

Nicholle was dazed , her whole world spinning and her legs which were usually capable of shifting great amounts of weight were bent as they could not hold the weight of the dazed mother down , the milf absentmindedly stared at the camera at ringside which immortalised her dazed deflated expression , awaiting her fate for Gabriel to slam her head once more and for her world to be turn black .

But the queen did something unexpected she lifted the chin of the milf and pull it skyward , Nicholle stared up the queen stood behind and above her , her vision still spinning from the head slam " whaaa ugh don't you dar-e ugh" finally able to articulate words but they were swiftly cut off by Gabriels lips laying claim to her own " HHHHHMMMHHHHHFFHHF!' Nicholles black skintight shiny leotard clad torso and chest arose and fell in rapid succession as Gabriel breathed new life into her idol . The crowd lit up with cameras flashing as everyone hoped to get a picture of the milf limp and Gabriel helping herself to nicholles physique . For now Nicholle could only moan as Gabriels tongue dominated her own.

[Hagen-Autem]

She would be delicate but exquisite. She loved her, but at the same time she wanted to hurt her. She wanted to devour her at her lowest moment, but she didn't want to consume her until there was nothing left. Gabriel wanted this moment to be long enough to last forever, but she didn't want to turn the game into her livid fantasy. So many dilemmas and so few solutions. And the worst part was that she was being such a hypocrite here, because what she would do next to her first idol wouldn't be much different than what she does to any subjugated, arrogant rival.

The queen's hands even sliding down her prey's face to keep sucking her free will, swirling and kneading her tongue with her in a hypnotic dance inside her own mouth to leave no sensitive spot unrubbed. The fiery but placid kiss lasted half a minute.

And Gabriel enjoyed that kiss even after it was over, but she loved even more the look on Flanagan's face after it, smiling at her. After that, she would have to get on with what she had planned for this lady, so letting her see her smile of delight would not be a loss. Then she shook her head to get her hair organised, looking at the crowd while still holding Nicholle's face in her hands, then hooking Nicholle by an armpit, pulling her to her feet, and throwing her back into the corner without any regard for her deplorable state.

If she made it this far, she would curled herself with her there and whisper into her tympanum as her finger rests between the Italian's prominent breasts, feeling the sweat and heat in the fabric, and slide it down the spandex to her navel, pressing a little.

"I don't suppose this situation is very common for you, is it, Ma–dam?" Gabriel was well aware of the deplorable record her idol has had since her return.

[Willy ham 7]

The kiss lasted half a minute , Nicholle felt Gabriel’s tongue dominate and pin hers down and worst part was that Nicholle was beginning to learn her place under Gabriel , Gabriel would cease the kiss and nicholle would pant trying to regain her bearings but soon enough Gabriel through her up against the turnbuckle

Gabriel began to run her hand up and down nicholle spandex covered breasts and then down to her navel , nicholle would do everything in her power to avoid Moaning out in pleasure as she had a somewhat weakness to lewd moves “ uuuuugh oooh “

She wanted to argue when she heard Gabriel’s taunts but she simply could not . Nichole would hope Gabriel would be merciful with her next move so Nicholle could turn this match around .

[Hagen-Autem]

“Oww?” Her lips went to Nicholle's neck as she felt her sigh and hold something in.

Her fingers, already placed over the navel of the leotard, would press that spot and wriggle over it tantalizingly wanting to see if it was some hitherto undiscovered weakness. “Mistress of queens can't handle this?” She would whisper in her ear as her fingers walked along those abs, moving upwards.

It was a delight to see Flanagan in such a pathetic state, no one would complain about seeing such a proud lady cornered to receive the worst of her opponent, least of all someone like the girl she had for an opponent.

The First Queen had no intention of removing Nicholle from that corner, keeping her as her plaything and open to her every whim.

Her fingers were a brush-up and down from the middle of her toned abdomen; her lips peck richly the region around her ear to keep her aroused. With her body accompanying her in the tight nook of the corner and so many eyes witnessing her antics. And it didn't look like she was going to give the lady room to rest, least of all with her chest pressed against the side of a tired Nicholle Flanagan.

Her fingertips would pause.

“Perhaps a change of scenery would be better for you~. Hmhmhm” She whispered before her hand wandered down past her navel and belly and slipped between Nicholle's legs for a squeeze over the fabric and start rubbing that slit.

[Willy ham 7]

Nicholle nearly moaned as Gabriel’s hand got to her navel but she managed to hold it in and she prayed Gabriel didn’t notice her weakness , nicholles husband loved to press down on her navel and it was always a cute interaction between the two as it made Nichole usually quite feral in the bedroom , but sure enough Gabriel noticed , as her her hand lingered there and she pressed further nicholle coudnt hold it as she let out two loud moans that sounded like a bitch in heat .

The crowd were not used to seeing the former champ cry out like a young woman during her prom night so many in the crowd Murmered . Gabriel then did the unthinkable Nichole suddenly felt Gabriel’s hand go south and squeeked accross her leotard to her crotch nicholle then blushed and let out one big moan as Gabriel helped herself to her leotard clad crotch ! Nicholles hips wiggled around helplessly and Nichole threw her head back hoping for some sort of respite !

[Hagen-Autem]

Oh, Gabriel was just getting started, is what anyone else who knew that sadistic, lustful blonde's track record would say.

The queen had a mischievous, unstoppable grin as Nicholle threw her head back in an attempt to escape the queen regent's not-so-subtle touch at the juncture of her leotard. However, why? Gabriel had done nothing more than place her hand on top of the milf's covered sex when she was already begging for a respite from the torment, she was just getting started with her favourite part and the queen is not a fan of giving arrogant women like Flanagan a break.

She immediately grabbed Flanagan by the back of her head and made her look at her.

"Hey, I haven't done anything to you yet." Excused the queen before sliding her fingers along the tendon part of her thigh. "I'm barely going to make you love me."

Her short nails dug in with her pantyhose, tearing them to make a tiny hole that would soon widen as two of her fingers were inserted, feeling the milf's heat after so much humiliating her off, and Gabriel savor the feel of that boiling wet skin.

"Mhhh~," She murmured. "Your skin is even more delicious than I dreamed, Mistress." She complimented. Her hand began to move up, enlarging her orifice even more, and seeking to reach under the former champion's leotard and give her a taste of her powerful queenly fingers. "I hope this isn't a copy of you too. Ma-'am." She scoffed, biting Flanagan's lower lip and stretching it before releasing it.

If she got that far, the first thing that brazen hand would do would be to settle over her vulnerable sex and press the glans with her ring and middle finger to open the flower. If Nicholle couldn't do anything to get out of this, Gabriel was going to give her a taste of her greatest talent inside a domination match!

[Willy ham 7]

Nicholle was numb ensnared on the turnbuckle , as Gabriel beg wan to dig a hole in her pantyhose in order to get her fingers through the hole grew and grew . When Gabriel’s fingers reached her womanhood and spread it apart nicholle was doing everything on her power to not beg for the most shameful release of her life , even more so when she brazenly bit her lower lip and in a flirty gesture released it back while lustfully looking into the milfs eyes

“ ooooh goood “ nicholle moaned out , she could only hope that did not encourage the younger wrestler to have her way with her more than she was having already for now nicholle was up against the turnbuckle legs ensnared and da fling from the ropes with vinlee helping herself to her idols misfortune .