Clyde Gastin Vs. Luong Chun - Game of Thrones

[BlackAkuma]

“불쌍한.”

There was no way Clyde understood a word Luong was saying. The man was so unrefined and crude, she was willing to wager her barely spoke English, troglodyte that he was. Still, she was confident the look on her face would convey her feelings properly - that utter contempt, total disgust, as if he was merely some pest that had wandered into her home, a cockroach that refused to die no matter how many times it was stomped.

If he couldn't provide her an ample challenge, then he might as well serve as a punching bag, and she saw a golden opportunity to test out one of her moves as he stumbled away, stunned. Nimble, swift, she moved in on him with feline grace, leaped up, proceeded to run her way up his body, using the momentum to step her fine feet along his form.

Her legs encircled his neck, squeezed tight, and the result was inevitable from there - she pulled him over with a hurricanrana, going of her signature move: Empress’ Staircase.

[Rawg]

“Uu-Uhh…” Clyde groaned with a swooning sway as Luong chided him with disgust. He didnt understand her but to be degraded while being effortlessly beaten was beyond humiliating and humbling. Clyde felt his fighting morale crushed.

With refined grace, the Empress ran up his swaying body before her long, shapely legs circled his neck and squeezed!

“HNNGH!!” Clyde’s eyes crossed as he was crushed. A brutal snap and flex of her thighs made his toes curl and his legs buckle before being flung overhead!! Clyde toppled head shoulders to the mat with a hard CRASH in the center of the ring.

“..Ghh..!” He bounced once off the mat before settling sprawled out and laid flat.

[BlackAkuma]

As Luong moved, the audience was treated to what she could only describe as poetry in motion. She moved with unfathomable grace, her every step perfected, her balance honed to an impeccable level. Few in the world could do what she did, but you would not have known that with the ease of which she scaled Clyde’s body, walking up his body as if she had done so a hundred times. It required skill, patience, and timing to an obscene level, but such was the depth of her talent. She was an unparalleled athlete.

They didn’t even deserve to see her perform, and that was what this truly was: a performance. Clyde was no real threat, merely a body that she used to show her greatness. If there had been any doubts on that front, she suspected they were now put to rest as he lay at her feet, a wrecked shell of a man.

After a slight glimpse at the clock, Luong brushed a few stray hairs out of her face and strolled his way, taking her time on the approach, admiring her handiwork. Clyde was as beaten as a man could be within the limitations of a ring, but she didn’t want to end this so quickly. If he couldn't provide a challenge, then she could at least make him serve as an example.

She stepped over his head, lowered down, and lowered her ass towards his face, threatening a facesit, but not going all the way. Instead, she kept it just about him, close enough for him to feel the heat, and uttered a familiar command.

”Kiss.”

[Rawg]

"Haah...Hahh.. Uuhh.." C Clyde's sweaty and battered chest rose and fell with long, drawn out dramatic breaths, unable to do much but lay in a pool of his own sweat and bruises, completely crushed thus far but kicks and curvy Korean ass that smothered him out all match.

He lay there in a heap, chest rising and falling, arms and legs sprawled out as the goddess took her time walking to Clyde, surving his beaten battered and humbled form. The match was going and the timer was still running as Luong stepped over, and presented her head to the blonde, her ass inches from his face ordering to kiss.

"Uuuuhh...." Clyde moaned, weary and battered into arousal. He leaned up and puckered, kissing his empress' ass with a lengthy kiss.

[BlackAkuma]

And there it was.

The kiss took entirely too long for Luong’s liking - clearly, Clyde still had some hint of defiance left in him, vestiges of his humanity that he clung to, but it made little matter to her. She had already proven her superiority, without any real question, and the match was over as far as she was concerned. It was only a matter of how much he wanted to suffer until time ran out.

He seemed to have some sense, however, as he did acquiesce to her request after a brief hesitation, giving her ass some small measure of the worship it was due. Luong sat there, enjoying the sensations and breathing deep, basking in her greatness.

One moment. Two. Three.

”That is enough.” Luong abruptly sat back down and let her flesh engulf her foe’s face, this time pressing down with her fullweight for a smother. She pressed hard, creating a perfect seal, and waited for the struggling to start, for him to squirm beneath her. It was amusement she would indulge in for a few moments, before she abruptly lifted off him once more.

”Beg.”

[Rawg]

Clyde barely knew where he was or what he was thinking. But after this demeaning , one-sided humiliation beat down. He saw Luong’s perfect ass and the first instinct he has was to kiss it like she told him. And he didn’t hate it.

He heard her heavy breath as he kissed her ass and felt content to please her and he thought he was doing a good job until she dropped the full weight of her ass on his face.

“Ummph!! Mmmfffffphh…!” The boy had a muffled whimpering moan, unable to breathe in anything but the airtight seal of Luong’s butt that stole his breath away, he was starting to black out as her full weight ass press nearly KO’d him until she sat up.

“PUH! HUUH!” Clyde gasped sputtering to the mat as he lay in a heap trying to catch his breath before Luong ordered him to beg…

Weak, humiliated and pretty much defeated… All Clyde could do was shake his head. Even he couldn’t do that.

[BlackAkuma]

One word. Three letters. A simple command.

Clyde did not strike Luong as anything resembling an intelligent man, but she assumed that even he could see the predicament that he was in. There was only one logical way forward: Submission. Anything else would result in annihilation.

Silly her. Luong had forgotten how stupid men could be—especially American men. Fortunately, the art of persuasion was her speciality.

Luong pressed her palms on his chest, pushed up, and stood above him, letting her towering form cast a long shadow over his brittle body. Before he could sit up, she brought her foot down on his throat and pressed her heels down hard, choking him. She was careful to apply the right amount of pressure - enough to keep him pinned, not enough to make breathing impossible.

”Let us try this, once more.” She cant her head to the side and applied a smidge more pressure. ”Beg.”

[Rawg]

Clyde was all but smushed and crushed by Luong's ass smother. The full weight of her ass smother had the boy seeing stars and twitching in defeat until she raised off him and told him to beg. He wanted to submit but he couldn't and she coldly sat on him, raised her foot and pressed those heels to his throat...

"A-Ack!! Mkkgk!! P-Pleagl... Pleaakg...!" Clyde gagged, his eyes rolling as he did indeed beg, his hands gripping Luong's ankles like he could saved himself.

[BlackAkuma]

And sure enough Clyde begged. It took more effort than Luong would’ve liked, but oxygen deprivation had a funny way of forcing the mind to do things it truly didn’t wish to do.

To punctuate another small victory, Luong dropped her butt flat on his face, then raised it up and repeated the process several times, smacking him hard with her cheeks, pummeling him with her full body. It wouldn’t hurt too much, but it was the principal of the thing that truly mattered, as she further established her dominance and solidified her place.

[Rawg]

"N-No! No!... No, please! BWUMFF!! UMPFF! UNN!! UMPF! UMPF!! MMPFF!!"

Clyde couldnt do anything but plead before Luong's ass came down on Clyde, her plump firm peach pummeling the boy into the mat. Clyde was soon reeling from the pummeling, although not completely painful, it left him humilated and sprawled out on the mat, swooning with embarrassment and arousal as Luong smacked Clyde so silly with her ass the boy was just twitching to every blow, stun locked with humiliation as he complied and accepted his beating

Spoiler

Should Luong stop or look down, she was going to see the face of the American she had utterly crushed thus far...