The First Project (Dolly Blitz [D] vs Audrey Trovita)

[DSX93]

Audrey had gifted him with what was one of his favorite faces in a match that gets as physical as this one has. One that makes that perfect silent exclamation of the words, "I'm fucked." She almost didn't put up any resistance, and what little she had was arguable. All she did with that squirming was line the two of them up better, parking him right at the entrance of the valley on her chest. A few more punches from her, and he might've sworn that was intentional.

It was certainly possible that there was some part of her deep down inside that wanted it to happen. Dolly didn't see it, but if that was something he happened to miss, the same most definitely couldn't be said about her body's reaction to his learned touch. Really, you'd have to be blind, deaf, and dumb as hell to achieve that level of ignorance.

It was strong and sudden, the pleasure hitting her like a tidal wave. Somebody was sensitive!

Dolly watched with a smirk as she writhed underneath him, showing no regard for the weak hands she laid at his wrists and biting his bottom lip when she started begging. Oh, she was really sensitive! And of course, he wasn't going to let her get away without him taking advantage of that.

"No no, I think this exactly what we both want. Give in to the pleasure." He'd taken on a firmer tone here. Much less a taunt and more a command. "Give in to me."

The white-haired femboy shifted his position on top of her, scooting himself backward until he was seated atop her thighs. With the other still working her the same way that was driving her crazy, he moved one hand, tagging his lips and tongue in to continue from where it left off while it rested on her hip. He'd waste no time giving more attention to the nipple that was standing out and begging for it, suckling and twirling his tongue around it, observing her reactions.

Audrey would receive no direct stimulation anywhere else. That initial show of sensitivity intrigued him. For the sensations to be that powerful, that fast, Dolly would be surprised if it wouldn't be enough to trigger an eruption. And that's exactly what he wanted to see.

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The pressure on Audrey's upper body was not comfortable, especially knowing just what part of her opponent was against her. However, that was the last thing on her mind at the moment, completely veiled by the oppressive pleasure Dolly was subjecting her to.

The redhead had, of course, known that her breasts and nipples were very sensitive for a long time. She'd also known they were rather large, obvious, and accessible targets for her opponents. But she was never sure what could be done about it. It was why she dreaded smother matches. She wouldn't have the same advantage as most other women; there was too much risk of self-defeat.

And now, her secret was out. At least, to Dolly. Nevermind trying to hide it, she was all but shoving it down his throat; she simply could not resist his touch. The more he kneaded her soft flesh, the more she squirmed, an involuntary reaction to the sensation as her body betrayed her, trapped underneath him. Somehow, though, her position had worsened. Dolly was nearly sitting on top of her chest now. The redhead was thankful he kept his skirt on, because without it, he'd likely be between her right now, and that was the last thing she needed.

"Give in to the pleasure. Give in to me."

Had Dolly said anything else, his words may not have penetrated the fog in Audrey's brain. Oh, she wanted to! She wanted to stop holding back. But she could not submit to him, not to this. This sort of treatment was exactly why she'd started wrestling. She was supposed to be teaching people like Dolly manners and respect! But instead, here she was, her body once again being used as just another toy.

"N-no!" Audrey choked out. "Get... off...!"

The redhead had found a sudden surge of renewed resistance. It wasn't much - she was still hanging on by a thread - but it was a start. Her legs squeezed together, and her sneakers planted firmly on the mat. Her arms still felt weak, but she refused to let go of his wrists.

Dolly didn't appear frustrated. Of course, why would he? He was in total control here, and he knew it. He slid backwards along her body, sending shivers down her spine. With the weight off her upper body, Audrey was able to move a little better, and started to squirm a little more lively. But her resistance was short lived.

One hand left her breast, and Dolly's lips found the abandoned nipple instead. Audrey's reaction was almost immediate. Her face, already hot and red, sweltered further along with the sharp, sudden inhale of her breath, followed by a loud moan. Her body arched on its own will again, this time more freely without being held down, virtually shoving her chest further into his face. Both of her hands shot to his head, trying weakly to pull him away by his hair, but she couldn't hold the grip - it kept slipping through her fingers like sand. The feet she'd secured to the ground started to thrash, sliding uselessly along the mat as she scrambled to try to move and her legs parted again. But she wasn't going anywhere.

Audrey struggled to think, to try to figure out a solution here, but it was impossible to focus on anything beyond the waves of pleasure rolling off Dolly's lips and through her chest. Her pants and gasps continued to increase in speed and volume, until finally, the redhead could take it no longer.

Her head tilted back once again, punctuated by a screaming moan that drowned out the audience, and as her back arched once again, her hands dropped from Dolly's head to brace herself on her elbows instead. Her panties covered most of the spray, thankfully, but she could still feel it trickling down her inner thighs as she rode it out. Her one saving grace here was that she was still covered, her skirt concealing her outburst for the time being, but no one would doubt that she'd given in. She closed her eyes, finding it surprisingly easy to ignore her surroundings, the cheering audience, her embarrassment, Dolly, all of it. The only other thought in her mind was a prayer that Dolly would stop once her orgasm had passed.

[DSX93]

"N-no!"

Ooh! Her body wanted her to say something very different. She had to fight just to get that out.

"Get... off...!"

Dolly chuckled into her breast, using the vibration of the sound to add to the sensations he was triggering within her before separating his mouth from her for just long enough to give her the obvious response. "You first." And then he was back on her again, moaning into her with the intent of weaponizing more vibrations against her, attacking with fervor to meet her resistance and soon inadvertent surrender.

She ran her fingers through his hair, giving him a weak tug that only further betrayed her weakening will. That, along with all of the writhing and ineffectual thrashing got some muffled laughter out of him. Oh, she was so close! Dolly wouldn't let up for so much as a single second, teasing and pinching, licking and sucking, until it was done.

The redhead's screams were delightful. Music to his ears! But he wasn't done here. Audrey would be subject to his ministrations all the way through her peak, making it as strong as he could possibly make it, with him relenting only when she laid flat on the mat again. At which point, he'd take some time to admire his handiwork.

She looked so peaceful, lying there. Like she could just drift off to sleep. Dolly ran a delicate hand through her hair, as though to soothe her.

"That was good, wasn't it, babe?"

The crowd certainly thought so.

Audrey wouldn't have long to rest. Dolly unzipped his skirt and tossed it to the side, not giving a damn where it landed. The people really came to life here, knowing what was in store for the spitfire he had underneath her. His cock was throbbing with anticipation, and in one second flat, he found it a home in between those big, deliciously soft tits, squeezed together with his hands.

"Aaah! Yes!" The sensation hit him from the first thrust, knocking his head back and sending a shiver down his spine. It was almost as good as pussy! With every roll of his hips burying him to the hilt of his manhood, he fucked them slowly, wanting to get the very most out of the experience...

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By the time Dolly's taunt sparked a flame of resistance, Audrey's body had already succumbed, she just hadn't realized it yet. He'd worked over her breasts masterfully with both his hands and lips, electrifying the trapped redhead to her very core - so much so that her own body betrayed her! Even his voice - through chuckles and muffled moans - triggered vibrations that felt like tiny lightning bolts. Her heart beat so fast that it threatened to punch a hole in her chest as it struggled to keep up. She had been able to slow it at best, spurred on by his demands to give herself to him. But she was quickly overwhelmed by the paralyzing jolts of raw pleasure he fed into her, until her body simply couldn't contain it any longer!

Dolly refused to give her a moment's rest even as her back-arching, wailing orgasm drenched her panties. His lips had her nipple in a stranglehold, and refused to let go even as his tongue bent and tickled it, while his free hand made sure her other breast was well cared for. The overall result was an intensity that Audrey couldn't remember experiencing in years! Hell, had it been even this bad when Caesar broke her? He hadn't been nearly as attentive to what made her tick, only what he liked. And this time, she'd hardly even broken a sweat!

It wasn't until Audrey collapsed back against the mat, body still twitching, that Dolly eased up. A minor miracle, but one that Audrey had the sense to be grateful for, even in her post-orgasm haze. She remained underneath him, eyes closed and hands splayed out at the sides of her lightly tilted head, her hair a bit disheveled. Her chest rose as she drew in large, deep breaths, only to let them out in uncontrolled shaky exhales. It was only then, in that blissful moment of calm, that she realized the absolutely deafening roaring of the crowd, celebrating the show! Audrey had known the entire time that they were there, watching her be claimed. That minute awareness was all the thought she had been able to spare for them, but it had been enough; the deep blush never left her cheeks.

"That was good, wasn't it, babe?"

The single, quiet, earth-shattering sentence cut through the din of the crowd as though they weren't even there.

Several things hit her at once. Something was touching her hair. The pressure on her lower body disappeared, only for a moment. She could tell the audience - somehow - ramped up their cheers even further soon after, but they still felt distant. Audrey's mind was focused on one thing, and one thing only: Dolly was still on top of her.

The tired redhead barely had time to lift her head and open her eyes before she felt his dick slide between her breasts, accompanied once again by his hands bearing down, holding her in place. The sensation forced another gasp out of her and sent her head flopping back to the mat. She knew immediately what was happening - because she'd been dreading it not an hour ago.

Or was it minutes?

Dolly pulled himself nearly all the way out, only to easily shove himself all the way up to his base again, and Audrey decided that time didn't matter. Her senses were once again being overstimulated. Dolly moved slowly, as though afraid to break her but still wanting to drain every last ounce of ecstasy out of her. Every motion he made triggered small ripples of pleasure. The rocking of his hips and legs, grinding against her ribcage and sides of her body. The pressure of his hands holding her down, once again managing to toy with her nipples. The sliding of his already hard cock against the soft flesh of her breasts, molding to his shape as he pulled in and out.

"F-fuck, no- aaaah..."

Her moans came softly at first, but Audrey could feel the heat inside beginning to boil once again. Her breathing began to speed up, deep breaths shifting towards quicker and more shallow. Her heartbeat, which had only rested enough to reach a dull thump, picked up its pace too, as though her own body recognized the inevitable was, once again, on its way.

[DSX93]

It was a strong wave of pleasure that washed over Dolly, made even better by seeing a similar reaction from the busty beauty underneath him. It was like he'd entered her instead of her cleavage.

"Ohohoho, yes!" He laughed. His every thrust had Audrey moaning in spite of herself. It was low at first -- all of the defiance that she was capable of at the moment. The femboy maintained his slow pace, and took care not to get too rough with her breasts. She'd had her turn, and the moment was all about him now. But this was how he liked it best. Fast and hard is always good, but this way, you get to feel more. How every erogenous nerve lights up with your motions, setting you aflame in a way that a trip straight to Pound Town doesn't.

And it's always unexpected by his opponents. Makes sense; most wrestlers who want to take theirs just do it. No finesse. Single-minded, even if they happen to make them orgasm along the way.

Speaking of being set aflame, though, good God. It's like those midgets she's got on her chest were working with what would translate to white phosphorous. It was just wave after wave of pleasure from his dick to his everything, washing over him until it stuck, and it mounted. Higher and higher, rocking him to his core.

"F-fuck, no- aaaah..."

"Oh, fu-fu-fuck yes!" Mocking, even as he began to lose his mind to ecstasy.

Dolly knew now that he was going to have to set this up again. It wasn't going to be enough to fuck her however many times he's going to fuck her in this match just once. Those moans! How easily her body betrays her! And that fire!

Although he was the victimizer, he was still in the same boat as her, so to speak. They were picking up speed at the same time: Their breathing. Moans growing louder. Faces growing redder. Hearts pounding harder and harder. And when he reached the point of no return, he upped the pace of his hips. Now was the time for fast and hard.

"Fuck, here it comes!" Seeing that she was there herself put a taunting grin on his face. "Come on, Vita! Let's do it together!"

Dolly closed his eyes and threw his head back when it finally happened. Thick, hot ropes of cum shot out to fill the space between her breasts, coating her neck, and landing on her face too. Still on his knees on top of her, he spasmed from the might of what was easily one of the best orgasms he's ever had.

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In her post-orgasm aftermath, Audrey felt exhausted. Nothing that wouldn't be fixed with either time or adrenaline, but she had neither. Dolly wasted little time using her weakened body to pleasure himself next; Audrey, however, had no idea this was his goal. With her tits still in his palms, and now his manhood between them, Audrey's body couldn't tell the difference. His every motion worked her up just as much, if not more, than was doing for himself! As he built himself closer to climax, he forcibly pushed Audrey deeper into her own, and she was flat out helpless to resist it.

And she acted like it, too. Her breathing was labored as her heartbeat picked up speed. Her hands weakly clutched again at his wrists, doing nothing but give herself something to hold on to. Before long, her moans were loud again, the redhead devolving into an embarrassed mess of pleasure, unable to hold herself back. She'd closed her eyes so she wouldn't see him, but soon found that it had become involuntary, unable to open them again while her body sunk deeper and deeper into the pool of ecstasy! It was as though the hands pressing down on her breasts were like buttons, opening the floodgate doors and preventing them from slamming shut. Except, with his cock teasing her, he wasn't just waiting for her torrent; he was trying to coax it out faster!

Audrey would never admit it to his face, but her body further responded to Dolly's own. He too was getting louder and louder, his body grinding her harder, faster, and the redhead built off that, feeling her chest molding to the in-and-out of his dick and sending fresh ripples of pleasure throughout her entire being...

She hated it. She hated it all. She hated that her body rebelled against her, succumbing to this humiliation and taunting against her judgment, hated that she was doing exactly what he wanted, hated that she was giving herself to him.

"Come on, Vita! Let's do it together!"

"Nnnnn- aaaahhnn... aaahhh... aaaaaahhhhh!!"

His words burned like acid. But they burned in a way that set her body on fire. Her eyes squinted shut tightly as the first drops of his seed landed on her face, in her mouth, but she was screaming, screaming as the warmth that landed on her made her erupt for the second time that evening, and she couldn't stop it. She could feel the warm, sticky mess pooling between her breasts, splashing off the underside of her chin, and further globs reached her face and lips, and all of it fueled her own explosion, her panties and inner thighs thoroughly drenched as though she'd fallen in the sea.

Dolly remained on top of her as he finished, keeping himself wedged deeply in her chest. Audrey finished shortly after, as though his own orgasm had been actively keeping hers going. Her hands slipped off his wrists, unable to maintain their weak, sweaty grip. Once again, her head lolled to the side as she struggled to control her racing heartrate. Without thinking, she swallowed, nearly gagging as the load that landed there went down, but then she went still again, save for the slight rise and fall of her chest.

She could still feel him between her. Throbbing, twitching, spasming. Sometimes violent enough to make her jiggle again, although she couldn't tell if that was intentional or not. Through her closed eyelids, she could see flashes of light - no shortage of people immortalizing this moment on camera in the audience tonight. No doubt several of them recording clips she'd be tagged in for months to come.

None of that mattered right now, though. Now, the most important thing was to make sure that was as far as he got. Audrey was still trapped beneath him and plenty vulnerable to further abuse. She needed to rest, desperately; her only hope was that Dolly, too, needed some time, any time, to recover his own stamina - and that she could find a way out from beneath him before that happened!

[DSX93]

"It's like we were made for each other." Dolly said between breaths. "Don't you think?" His pulverized body ached and his head was throbbing, but the feel good chemicals swirling through his system were in such plentiful supply that he laughed anyway.

What to do with her now? She'd submitted, but wasn't broken yet. Hmm...Time to see what's under the ring. You'd be surprised what kinds of crazy shit gets put there for Hentai matches. Dolly moved at a leisurely pace; Audrey wasn't going anywhere after all that.

Let's see what we've got. A chair? Not the kind of damage he's looking to do. Table? No. Hmm...Actually, he'll leave that off to the side. There might be a use for that later. Oh? What's this box? He opened it up and...Yes! Now this is more like it!

He raised it over his head...

"Who wants to see this bitch take some dick?"

...Drawing an anticipatory roar from the crowd.

"I can't hear you! I said, WHO! WANTS TO SEE THIS BITCH! TAKE! SOME! DICK?"

Even louder now. Dolly had slid the box under the ropes and was about to slide in behind it when he heard a dainty voice calling his name. Someone right there in the front row; it was too soft to have come from any further back. He had the feeling that he knew who that

And surely enough, he'd turn around to see that Latina from before, bouncing excitedly. Mmm, hypnotically. A pair of handcuffs in hand, produced from her open purse.

"Use these!"

The white-haired femboy approached her, his lips turned upwards in an appreciative grin. Meanwhile, she struggled to keep her eyes on his. Dolly was a "talented" man, and it was all hanging out. How could she maintain eye contact?

The hand that held the cuffs was taken in his, a steady, seductive gaze burrowing through her eyes and into her soul, producing heat that reddened her cheeks and had her heart threatening to pound right out of her luscious chest.

"Thanks. What's your name, hon?"

Almost breathlessly, she would reply, "Marcela."

"Ooh, Marcela! A beautiful name for a beautiful woman." He brought her hand to his lips and got a delightful giggle in return.

"Oh, stop!"

"That's gonna be pretty hard."

Her eyes made a pointed descent to his softened member. "Mmm, I hope so!" He was liking her already.

And he had an idea.

"Why don't you come to the ring and help me out a little? Let's be partners."

"Okay." Marcela had the bright smile of a girl with a huge crush as she climbed over the barricade. As she did, a few others called out to him.

"Take me with you, Dolly!"

"I wanna be your partner too!"

"Tag me in! You won't have to worry about a thing!"

"Sorry. Come to the next show, and maybe I'll choose you then." But his appreciation would be shown in the form of a blown kiss.

Dolly gestured for Marcela to enter the ring first, like the "gentleman" he is. No secret was made of watching the sweet ass she had packed into those pants as she climbed the apron. When he followed her up, she'd step through the ropes nice and slow, giving it the kind of shake that was just begging for the firm smack he gave it.

"¡Ay!" Half cry, half moan, all pleasure. Oh yeah. He was gonna have some fun with this one too. The ratings were gonna be high tonight.

When Dolly finally entered the ring, he made a move to flip the waiting redhead onto her stomach. Should he succeed, he'd take a seat on her head, bringing his sack down upon it a second time. With his weight keeping her in place, he'd seize her arms and manipulate them into position behind her back. "Put the cuffs on her. Then we can have our fun."

Marcela would join the two of them on the mat to do just that...

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That was two. Two strikes against her. Two orgasms Audrey had been pulled through at Dolly's hand (well... some part of him...). The redhead was tired, sprawled on the mat, freckled cheeks burning red. Her face and upper body were covered in Dolly's seed, some still dripping out of her mouth and down her chin. Her chest heaved to make up for all the lost oxygen her moans and screams had sucked from her, and the energy she spent simply letting him take it all from her.

Dolly had, at some point, removed himself. Audrey only noticed because her breathing became slightly easier without his weight pinning her body down. She didn't know where he was, and it didn't matter. She was too tired to even move. She remained there, even as flashes of light signaled the continued photographs of her humiliated form. She heard Dolly's words, firing up the crowd, but couldn't find the energy to even panic over it. Her mind was too foggy. Hadn't... hadn't she already taken him?

Perhaps the redhead took for granted those precious several moments she'd been left alone, for trouble returned to her far too quickly! Audrey offered nothing save a choked whimper of despair as she let Dolly flop her over onto her stomach. But when his groin came down to rest atop her head, effectively pinning her down, adrenaline began pumping once again.

But it was already far too late, and before she could more beyond planting her palms on the mat, Dolly had taken hold of her arms and wrenched them behind her back, effectively snaring her. Her body continued to writhe around, though at this point more on autopilot; without her arms, she wasn't getting Dolly off her head, which left her vulnerable to whatever it was he had in store for her next...

[DSX93]

Click. Click.

"And there we go. Let's turn her around now, so you two can have a proper introduction. I'll take the legs, and you lift her up from the underarms." Marcela would be bearing more weight, but Dolly would be putting himself at risk for a kick in the face. Ever the firecracker, Audrey fought from the word "go".

"Feisty!"

But not enough to break away from them. Up and over, then set her down on her back. Marcela received Dolly with a blush when he stepped over to her side and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "Glad to see you've still got some energy in you, Vita! These fine people wanna see more of you, and some of them are getting so hot, they wanna be a part of the show. Marcela here really wanted to come in here and meet you!" She'd say her hello with one of those cute wigglings of the fingers.

Time to get the show back on the road. Dolly crouched down behind Audrey and lifted her into a seated position, taking a good grip of her arm and ponytail to keep her in place.

"Why don't you give Vita here a taste of those sweet lips of yours, babe?"

"Mmm, no problem, she's real fine!" Her gaze was lusty. Predatory, almost.

"Sit on her legs. Makes things easier." When she did so, he would add in, "You've got my apologies for the mess."

Without so much as the slightest hiccup, Marcela would reach for Dolly's wrist, giving it a suggestive downward tug that he'd pick up on. When Audrey's head was tilted back, she'd run her tongue along her neck, taking a nice amount of his cum with it. It would sliiide all the way up to her chin before it went back in her mouth.

Dolly beamed at the sight that made the crowd go wild. This was going to be a night to remember!

"I've been wondering how you taste." A cute smile of approval from her as she swallowed it down. "Like oranges."

"Keep that up, and I'll give you a mouthful."

Such a promise made her eyes flash with anticipation. "Ooh!" She cupped Audrey's cheeks in her hands..."Let's make it hot, babe!" And from zero to a hundred, it would go, real quick. The redhead would be pulled into one of those kisses that you couldn't call hungry. Oh, hell no. Marcela was starving, like she had morphed into that one person that she wanted the most in the world. Somebody that she just had to have, right now.

It's moments like these that really make Dolly love his job, and his fans.

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*click*

In her post-double-orgasm daze, Audrey didn't recognize the sound immediately, but she didn't need to. She felt the cuffs clasp shut around her wrists, helpless to resist as Dolly kept her firmly in place. Her body continued to squirm, but she was really beginning to panic now. Without use of her hands, the chances of a comeback had just plummeted through the mat.

At least, if anyone ever believed that chance existed to begin with.

Regardless, she was going to make life as difficult for Dolly and his new playmate (whoever she was; all Audrey knew was that he was talking to someone, and it wasn't her) as humanly possible. Mercifully, he got off her head. Hearing Dolly announce his next move, she let herself get flipped over onto her back, making Dolly peel her out of the pool of fluids her chest had splattered there. She was set on her back, which cased a slight shiver... but she was already covered in it, so there was no point in protesting at this point.

Then, when he moved to grab her legs, she lunged. Her leg pulled in close to her chest and she kicked out with whatever energy she still had!

She missed. Dolly must have been anticipating her rebellion... not that hard, considering her arms were now useless to her. That was all she could manage in her exhausted state. She knew she should try to roll over, maybe slide out of the ring and see if someone had keys, but she was so tired... Dolly had really worked her over well.

She looked up into the face of Dolly and this new woman - Marcela, he called her with weary rage. The woman waved at her; in another situation, Audrey might have found that cute. But the sight of her beside Dolly and knowing she was there for him killed that fleeting thought.

"These fine people can bite me."

Audrey winced as Dolly pulled her hair, forcing her into a sitting potion. Then her face went red again, suddenly remembering her top was open and she was fully exposed only as she was sat up - and her chest bounced freely, shaking with every feeble jolt of resistance. While she was distracted by that, Marcela pinned her legs in place, leaving Audrey to regret that she didn't try to move when she had the chance. Another tug on her hair would draw out another quick squeal as her head Was forcibly tilted upwards to meet Marcela. Audrey's chest heaved and her eyes closed as the other woman's tongue glided up her neck; it had the side effect of cleaning some of Dolly's seed off her, but this wouldn't have been how Audrey had chosen to handle it!

And then Audrey would get to taste Dolly's cum again, this time courtesy of Marcela's tongue invading her mouth. Dolly's promise to feed Marcela if she kept up the heat must have really resonated with her. And with her cheeks held by the other woman - and her hair held by her opponent - Audrey couldn't even turn away. The best she could manage was a light shake of the head, her body continuing to shake and jostle around as she fought with increasing futility against her captors. Once again, all the weak redhead could do was endure whatever the pair decided to do to her.

If nothing else, at least having another tongue in her mouth was better than anything else Dolly could have tried to feed her...