Holly & Blanco's S+M Session ... [for BlackAkuma]

[Luncha_Libre]

“Mmmnn, hhnnnghh!” Holly was fighting herself to keep from moaning louder, but she was struggling. The British Bombshell was squirming and writhing on the bed like a puppet on Sabine’s fingers, the redheaded German woman working her over expertly. Holly winced, face flushed red. Both with arousal, and some humiliation. Holly tried not to dwell on her thoughts of what this woman was doing to her, which came with more than a little shame … how could she be in this position? How could she be enjoying herself? Taking so much pleasure from …

“AH!” Holly gasped as Sabine withdrew her fingers. Holly was left gasping, her chest heaving with each deep, desperate breath. Eyes confused, mouth wide open, she looked over to Sabine for answers. The redhead was in her face, staring down at her from a position of total control and power. Holly realized she’d stopped breathing, looking up at Sabine.

“I … I … Oh, God …” Holly whimpered, realizing through the fog in her head what Sabine was asking her to do. Holly closed her eyes, and tried to fight the feelings that pulsed through her. The adrenaline was surging, her heart was racing, and her pussy … Holly was forced to admit to herself, with a pathetic sigh, that her pussy was aching for Sabine’s touch, once again!

“Oh my God, Sabine,” Holly said, in a low moan, “f-finish me … please, don’t stop … please, j-just … just make me cum, please …” Holly closed her eyes, her humiliation feeling complete. Her hips were rocking, her pussy soaking wet, practically begging for Sabine’s fingers to return …

***

Back in the ring, Blanco was trying to hold onto the head scissor that trapped Morrigan with everything he had. He didn’t expect to have the strength right now to make her submit, but if he could just keep her in one spot, keep her trapped long enough to catch his breath, then maybe …

“Oh!” Blanco gasped, realizing too late that he put himself in danger. Without warning, Morrigan slipped into his trunks. The close touch sent chills down Blanco’s spine, and his heart started racing. Blanco shook his head, trying to keep his focus. Blanco placed one palm on the mat for leverage, hoping that he could support his body. He shook his head, trying to ignore Morrigan on his manhood.

“Got you where I want you, now,” Blanco said, putting on a smirk. It was an empty boast, really, but maybe he could work this to his benefit. Blanco’s next move was a last ditch effort, reaching down with his free hand to grab Morrigan by the hair. He’d used this to win matches before, perhaps this time … Blanco pulled Morrigan’s face directly into his crotch, shifting his hips until his erect cock came spilling out! It didn’t take much effort with his small, ill-fitting trunks. With his manhood fully exposed, Blanco tried to angle it to Morrigan’s face, going all out to choke her out!

[BlackAkuma]

The Morrigan had to concede, she was in a little bit of trouble, here. Maybe more than a little bit, if she were being candid.

The problem was her position. While, yeah, she did have Blanco by the balls and she was working him over, this hold he had on her neck was nothing to joke about. Strong as she was, she needed to breathe just like everyone else, and that was getting harder and harder to do with every passing second. She would’ve thought her famous touch would’ve been enough to wither him down, but that didn’t seem to be the case - if anything, it was making him more determined.

The Morrigan let out a muffled yelp as her hair was yanked and her face was shoved deep into Blanco’s crotch. Not the first time she’d been in that position, but the first time she hadn't put herself there. His legs clamped down, he exerted maximum pressure, and-

She was fading. She was fading fast. When Morrigan failed to draw a complete breath, she went into an immediate a panic mode and started to thrash about, giving up her hold on his dick to instead try and pull his legs apart. That was a long shot, though, and it was getting longer with each second, as her struggles grew weaker and her movements grew slower.

A bad position to be in, but not quite as bad as Holly’s—though that might just be a matter of perspective.

Holly was certainly going through less pain than Morrigan, not dealing with anywhere near the same amount of danger, but there were other ways to be distressed. Pleasure, when used properly, could drive someone far more insane than pain, and that was what Sabine was subjecting the Briton. Giving her a taste of something so wonderful and magnificent, then taking it away instantly.

She watched close as Holly ran through the gamut of emotions, processing what was asked of her and fighting the good fight to seize some control. The eyes told the whole story. There was denying what her body wanted, what it needed. If this moment passed, she would never have another orgasm like this, ever. She was on the cusp of greatness.

She begged. Sabine answered.

Her fingers plunged deeper, deeper than before, moving in and out at a feverish pace, as she strove to drive Holly back to the brink and toss her clear over it. She plunged in for a kiss as well, sweetening the deal, and her tongue ran wild inside of her prisoner’s mouth.

[Luncha_Libre]

Blanco had committed to a desperation play, and now he was barely hanging in there as Morrigan fought and struggled. The lithe luchador was sweating, gasping for air, unsure how long he could hold onto things, here. While he was very used to the ring, the intimacy and nature of these private matches always threw him off. Now, things were neck and neck, and it felt like either one of them could come out on top.

Blanco had nearly lost it when Morrigan got hold of his manhood, and only his quick thinking and desperate tightening of the headlock was keeping him in this fight. Now, he pulled in, and tried to shove his engorged manhood into her mouth in an effort to choke out his opponent with the only weapon at his disposal, right now.
Morrigan’s thrashing and fighting made the two roll over. Blanco’s legs were screaming at him, unsure how much longer he could keep this up. He groaned with the effort, flexing his toned legs as Morrigan tried to pry them apart. This was the key moment. If he could choke her out with his crotch, he would have this. If not, then she would be able to pry his legs apart, get some air back in her lungs, and then things would be looking dire for him indeed …

***

Holly, meanwhile, was already defeated. Lust, confusion and humiliation were all playing out on her face, brow knotted and mouth hanging open as she gasped for air. Holly’s ample bust was heaving as she gasped for air, moaning and writhing on the mat as Sabine was able to take her and demonstrate complete mastery over everything Holly was thinking and feeling. Holly’s body was quivering in anticipation, wondering what would happen next … then, Sabine answered, plunging her fingers back into Holly!

“AAAAAAAAHH!” Holly howled in shock and pleasure. Holly’s howl was cut off as Sabine’s mouth hungrily took Holly’s, sealing her in a hot and wet kiss, choking off her further cries of pleasure, letting them melt into Sabine’s throat. Holly’s abs tightened, and her thighs clenched around Sabine’s hand.

“MMMMMNNGHH!” Holly let out another, final moan that vibrated in her throat, then all those tense muscles released at once. Holly’s eyes shot open as she came, her body fully releasing in a way that made her entire body spasm and quiver beneath Sabine. Holly ended up panting, eyes rolled back in her head. She let out a low, pleased whimper, while looking shocked at what had just happened to her.

[BlackAkuma]

It was a fascinating sight, and Sabine had to say, she was thoroughly mesmerized by it. Holly didn’t just have a regular orgasm - no, for her, it was an earth-shattering experience. Her body jerked about, quivered and shook as if a demon was pulling her strings. She twitched and spasmed and danced on the bed, and for a moment Sabine thought she might need some medical attention…but, no, thankfully. She came down from the high soon enough, easing into the bed with a whimper, looking calm but confused as she did so.

Another satisfied customer.

Sabine smiled, a warm and genuine look, pleased not just with her work but the way Holly reacted. It had been everything she could’ve hoped, and it served as another key step in solving the mystery that was Ms. Matheson. She didn’t say anything for the moment, instead choosing to lay at her lover’s side, with one leg draped over her thighs and a lazy finger stroking her chest.

She waited for Holly to catch her breath before speaking in a low, hushed whisper as if anyone was around to hear them. ”What are you thinking? Tell me. I’m curious.”

As Sabine asked the question, she couldn't help but notice that there was a quietness in the house, a quietness that one would’ve have suspected in a place with a wrestling match going on. She suspected that Morrigan must’ve been wrapping up things with Blanco, and that whatever she was up to had taken a more sensual turn. She was right, too, just not for the reason she suspected: Morrigan had a cock in her mouth.

The irony of that wasn’t lost on her, though she was having a little trouble processing it at the moment, what with the distinct lack of breathable air. She was on the verge of passing out anyway thanks to his scissorhold, but now that her mouth was filled with meat, that task was all but impossible.

She fought along the way, thrashing this way and that, but there was little she could do in the end. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, her gripping hands weakened, and her thrashes turned to weak spasms. She shuddered, twitched, then sagged in his grip as the darkness came over her, giving her one hell of a taste to drift off with.

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly lay there panting, her ample bust rising and falling as she struggled to keep her breath. She let her eyelids flutter shut, closing out some of the stimulus in the room so she could just focus on coming down from this high that she was on. Her belly rose and fell, breasts shaking as her body quivered, until she was finally ready to open her eyes.

“Oooh …” Holly sighed, scowling, as Sabine prompted her to speak. Holly’s eyes opened wide, and she let out a deep sigh. “I … I have no earthly idea …” Holly’s mind was mostly blank for a long moment, but as reality settled back in, Holly’s mind was starting to get rushed with thoughts and emotions. All of them rushing her, flooding her head, a confusing mash of contradictions and hazy, tired confusion.

“Well, I’m not going to lie and pretend that didn’t feel … amazing,” Holly admitted, her cheeks flushing red. “I-I mean, when most of my opponents take me home, they don’t treat me like … well, like that. Other than that, I … I’m really hoping Blanco didn’t hear me cum like that! Oh, god, that is embarrassing, I hope … well, never mind. I just … I’m shocked. I didn’t think a woman, I mean … I’m, well, I’m not … Oooh, God, this is baffling …” Holly brought her hands over her face, covering her expression with both hands. Still, her thighs gently squirmed, her body still rocked by what had happened.

***

Blanco grunted and groaned with effort, as he tried to keep his cock wedged deeply enough in Morrigan’s throat to cut off her air just enough. He was on the verge himself, his cock twitching in Morrigan’s wet mouth, his muscles straining to keep the ‘hold’ locked in. Even weakening, even on the edge of unconsciousness, Morrigan was a powerhouse and it took everything that Blanco had in him to keep her where he wanted her.

Looking down, Blanco watched as Morrigan’s eyes rolled back in her head and her arms weakened and flopped to the mat. Blanco was shocked to see the dominant, powerful woman get choked out on his manhood, seeing her powerful body slump to the mat and her eyes close one final time.

“Aaaaagghh,” Blanco groaned in relief, nearly climaxing at the sight. He released Morrigan’s head and fell to the canvas himself. Legs spread eagle, arms flopped up over his head, Blanco melted into the mat in exhaustion. He let his manhood remain in Morrigan’s mouth, too exhausted and battered to even remove it, and he lay there. It had taken everything he had just to survive Morrigan this time out, and now he had no choice but to let it rest …

[BlackAkuma]

Thanks to a life of sin and debauchery, Morrigan had woken up to many strange scenarios in her lifetime. She’d woken up tied to a bed. She’d woken up in a crashed car. She’d woken up in the middle of an orgy. She’d even woken up in a jail cell a few times.

But waking up with a dick in her mouth? That was a new one, even for her, and she couldn't say she was too fond of it.

She came too all at once and started gagging and coughing as she tried to breathe and wound up swallowing a load cum instead. Her eyes shot wide, she shoved him, and she rolled over to her chest as she coughed and heaved and struggled to keep Sabine’s dinner in her stomach.

”Ah, fuck on-” She raised up to her knees and lurched forward, nearly vomiting. ”Fuck on a stick! Are you crazy?! Are you trying to get your pecker bit off?! Jesus!”

Sabine could hear the yelling through the walls, but couldn't quite make out the subject - it sounded like Morrigan was pissed off, which didn’t bode well. However, she ignored it and chose to focus on Holly at the moment, who was having trouble coming to terms with all she had been through. This was no doubt a wholly different experience than anything she had bargained for when she first learned of her fate, and she could only imagine the tumult that her mind was going through.

Sabine reached over and gently pulled Holly’s hands away from her face, bringing her gaze back into the light. ”Come, come. You are a beautiful woman, Holly. Never hide that.” She placed an assuring hand on the woman’s chest and nuzzled up beside her. ”And you’ve nothing to be ashamed of. These feelings are completely natural. It’s okay to lust. It’s okay to indulge.”

Sabine leaned in and gave Holly a quick kiss on the cheek, before pulling away with a genuine smile. ”Let’s see what you husband is up to, hm?” She looked back down, then up, with a small chuckle. ”Though, perhaps, you might wish to wash up a little beforehand, I’d imagine.”

[Luncha_Libre]

Blanco lay there, melting into the mat. Every muscle in his body ached, worked to the limit. He was on the verge of nodding off himself when the sudden motion, and a hell of a lot of noise suddenly coming from down around his crotch, snapped him back to reality harshly!

“AH!” Blanco gasped, trying to pull himself away from a ranting Morrigan. “Crazy!? I mean, kind of, yeah! I’ve been a luchador since I was a teenager, I’m probably either crazy or stupid!” Blanco tried to get up to address Morrigan, but instead he slumped back down to the mat. His body was in no mood to get up, so lying there was all he could do.

“As for the other thing, I mean, I can’t argue with results,” Blanco shrugged. “You’d be kind of surprised by how many opponents I’ve choked out that way. Or, um, maybe you wouldn’t, I don’t know …” Blanco offered a weak grin, looking kind of sheepish. Despite having just made his opponent pass out, it looked like there was a very real chance he was about to catch a beating, and there really wasn’t much he could do about it, now …

***

“Oof, I’ll try to remember that …” Holly said, as Sabine exposed her blushing face to the world, again. Holly lay back, not budging as the redhead nuzzled into her soft figure. The black-haired British Bombshell did her best to relax, though the shouts from the other room caught her attention.

“Oh, he’s, um, not my husband, per se …” Holly started, as Sabine suggested they check on the others. “But, um, yes, I should …” Holly looked down at herself, her pale flesh glistening in the dim light of Sabine’s room. “Oooh, yes, I should absolutely, um, clean myself up. Wow.”

[BlackAkuma]

Indeed, a quick wash would do Holly a world of good. While Sabine would say that the Briton’s gleaming form was a sight worth beholding, she suspected the woman wasn’t the type to walk around good company with her drenched panties out for the world to see. Just because she was a dominatrix didn't mean she had no concept of modesty. ”By all means, take whatever time you need. The bathroom is just down the hall to your left, and you may wear anything from my drawer than you wish, though you may find some of it to be tight fit.”

She couldn't resist.

Sabine gave Holly a playful pinch on the cheek, then slipped off the bed and strutted across the room, putting a little swag into her step as she went to give her guest a show. ”I’ll go ahead and check on Morrigan and your not-husband. I’m sure they’re getting along famously.”

‘Famously’ wasn’t quite the word Morrigan to use for waking up with a dick in her mouth. She was still coughing away when Blanco spoke, excusing himself even as she rubbed her neck. God, her throat was going to be sore for ages.

”Not your first time, huh?” She side-eyed him, grabbed the ropes, and used them for leverage as she rose up to her feet. ”Well, word of advice? You might want to pull out before she wakes up, next time. Unless you want to make the weirdest hospital visit of all time.”

The Morrigan shrugged it off as she straightened up, not wanting to make any more of it than that. Not when there were more pressing matters. She was still irritated and didn’t bother hiding it, but she extended her hand his way and offered to help him. ”Well, you got me, deal is a deal, you win. So, how do you want to set this up with your lady?”

”Set what up?” Sabined made her way into the room just as Morrigan was speaking her last sentence, only catching the tail end of the conversation. She looked between the two of them, curious, then smirked when she noticed the vestiges of cum on her partner’s lips. ”You missed a few spots.”

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly got up and walked toward the shower. She stumbled, legs quivering as she tried to walk. The Brit couldn’t help it, she laughed breathlessly as she steadied herself. Shaking her head, Holly stepped into the shower stall and let the hot water wash over her body.

Holly pouted as the hot streaming water washed over her skin. She rubbed her flesh, letting her hands work over her curves to clean herself. Remembering everything she had just been through, Holly’s hand lingered near her pussy for a moment, as she fought the urge to treat herself to the memory of what had just happened. Holly bit her lip and managed to fight back the urge. She completed her shower with rigid nipples, and a lingering wonder about when those memories were next going to pull at her …

Holly stepped out of the shower and sifted through the drawers that were offered to her. In the end, Holly settled on a white tank top, which as she was warned was a bit snug on her, breasts threatening to come spilling out the top, and a skirt that struggled to contain her ass. Holly pulled down at it self-consciously, but decided it was the best she could do, at the moment …

***

“Again, sorry about that,” Blanco said, self-conscious. “Normally that, um, hold … doesn’t stay on that long. Or, in, I guess? Cristo, I am fucking stupid …” Once Morrigan was back on her feet, Blanco rubbed the back of his neck self-consciously. He was about to answer Morrigan’s question, when Sabine entered the room.
“Oh! Hi there!” Blanco said, startled. It was then that the luchador became keenly aware that he was standing in the middle of the ring, hot and sweaty, his semi-hard manhood still dangling out of his trunks. “So, um, we had a little wager, and, uh … I guess I won? So, yeah … um, where is Holly?”

[BlackAkuma]

Morrigan, on her feet, blushing and coughing while she rubbed her neck.

Blanco, also his feet, his manhood erect and rigid, with what looked suspiciously like saliva adorning it.

Sabine was no Sherlock Holmes, but she was coming to some conclusions based on the wealth of information available to her about this scene, and all of them were equally hilarious.

She kept her thoughts to herself for now, save for a soft, knowing smile directed towards the flustered Morrigan, and directed her attention to Blanco instead, curious about what he spoke about. Namely, this wager. Her tag team partner liked a good gamble every now and then, but mostly when it was something heavily in her favor—or what she thought to be, anyway. She came up short in this particular instance.

”Our dear Holly is taking a moment to freshen up. We had a vigorous time together, I believe you’ll find.” The sweat on her body proved that statement, making her shine in the dull light as she approached the ring. ”I’m curious about this wager, however. Do share.”

She’d been looking between them both when she asked, not caring where the answer came from, but Morrigan waved it off as she made her way to the nearest turnbuckle and leaned up against it, still busy catching her breath. ”It’s your deal, boyo. Tell her.”