The Wolf and the Bunny Pub presents: "Be my Valentine" Match

[RedShinigami]

Again, George could not say that he was dissapointed. After all, how often was it that a man could say that he was nosedeep between the legs of THE Danielle Degardin? The european gentleman did his work, shoeing that he quite understood to give a lady a good time. And Danielle seemed to very much appreciate the effort, loving herself so much that every sensual action against her was considered just the usual. Tough George was sure that Danielle was'nt quite as "trained" as he was in this things. George, when going down on the french woman, immediatly had probed for every spot, fold or part of her skin that arroused the redhead and after a few seconds he had found all his targets.

But for now he wanted to wait, after all, Danielle also was eager to win this match and not fall slave to her own lusts. This was when her surprisingly strong thighs wrapped around his head! George groaned a little but was assured to win this duel too as he tried to keep cool and calculated. He moved on and now he struck! He attacked all the places of Danielle that had made her move another way, made her twitch, gasp and do small, almost unnoticable shifts in her position. Not many people would have gathered this information but George Fortunato was'nt many people or even worse other people. He was a consectious lover and so he let his hands slip up to cover Danielles breasts, squeezing and massaging them as his mouth worked its magic down in Danielles most sacred place.

Was Chelsea watching? For sure. Was this sight hurting her? Most likely. But George had assured her that in the end, all of his ways would always lead back to her so he went on with the burden of a guilty conscience.
He worked on, powered through the pain and the lightness slowly creeping into his head. He had to make it. For Chelsea, for the pub and for himself. So he marched on like the whole british army ,ready to storm the french fortress!

[CaptainL]

When George thrust his face deep into Danielle's crotch, running his tongue over every curve and contour of her lower body and sending out a sting of pleasure with every touch and caress, the wave of raw sensation that washed over the Frenchwoman was almost overwhelming. Her whole body began to tingle as she tossed and turned back and forth, in the process grinding herself even closer up against her foe. But even through it all, Danielle couldn't forget that this was still a match - and she was still here to win. She was emboldened more than ever to show that obnoxious little blonde loudmouth who the real woman of the hour was - and she could hardly imagine a better way to do that than to exert her dominance over her boyfriend, while she had no choice but to watch! By the end of this night, she'd see that she could please him better than he could ever hope to!

Just when George thought he had Dani firmly under control, the redhead's legs lashed out and snapped into place around his head, squeezing it tight! For a moment, a smirk came to her face. She'd done it, she thought - soon, with his face buried between Danielle's legs, and the firm grip of her thighs exerting the pressure on his temples, he'd have no choice but to pass out. And then, she would be able to take the lead! "Hah!~" she boasted. "Now that's a better place for you, don't we ag-MMMF-!!"

But Dani's moment of glory would prove short-lived. She hadn't put the pressure on George at all - as a matter of fact, she had only brought his head into place against her crotch, locking him in position as he had his way with her! He was still able to please Danielle as much as he wished, and now that they were locked in a tight embrace, she couldn't even get him away from her - she had trapped herself! Now, as he sped up his motions, the surges of pleasure that shot through Danielle would only grow harder and harder. Her face flushed a deep red, and her breaths grew hoarse and husky as her hips began to twitch and turn wildly - but no amount of resistance would get George to stop! Dani had tried to fight back, but she had only ended up sealing her fate!

And through it all, Chelsea was looking on at this with a satisfied grin on her face. Sure, George might have been pleasuring another woman - but she knew also that he had caused Danielle's plans to blow up in her face, and the Scouser's vindictive tendencies would come out on top here! "Go 'ead, Jud! Finish 'er off!" she called out, joining in the raucous cheers of the crowd. And it wasn't going to take long - soon enough, Danielle's hips bucked up hard as the pleasure pounded harder through her system, and she threw her head back with a scream as her juices flowed. She just couldn't keep it inside her!

[RedShinigami]

Danielle was in a precarious situation now. When she had slung her long legs around his head she allowed him a secure position to do what George could best. Chelsea and even some of the female patrons George had relations with before settling in with the blonde Bunny could stand testimony for that. Now George, even if the pressure of the french womens legs made his already hurting head aching more, worked Danielle like a fiddle, probing, likingkl, nibbling and sucking wherever he could, while the crowd and even Chelsea cheered him on. Finish her off? Really finish her off? George thought about it, well maybe that was a good plan, after all you never knew...Having a match was like a box of chocolate, you never know what you get...wait what? Yeah, he definetly needed some air back in his brain again and so when Danielle came all over his face to thunderous cheers and applause, George was assured that she was softened up enough for the grande finale!

George licked his lips and softly stripped himself of Danielles creamy white legs, dropping them left and right of him. He panted and let his gaze linger on the beauty before him. "You know, mademoiselle. It is really sad thqt such a vile, vain person lives in such a body.", he said as he started to slip out of his leatherpants, slipped his suspenders of and then returned to the bed in all his naked glory. Both of them were naked now and George grabbed the redheads wrists to softly push her upwards into a sitting position.
"But you can make up for it...", he said as he softly pulled her in, sending kissing down her neck as his hands rubbed up and down the frenchgirls back.

He then pulled her closer and lifted her behind so he could slip into her wet and waiting womanhood. George hissed through his teeth and held Danielle still close as his shaft went into her. "Let's give this people one hell of a show. Then I will let you kiss me...for victory.", he whispered into her ear, nibbling at her earlobe.

"But...", he said and bit down onto the sensitive flesh as if to warn her.
"You will go out and apologize to Ms. Forster and I mean a full apology.", he said and gave her asscheeks an audible smack. "Do me this favor and I gladly let you walk out the winner here.", he finished and then let himself sink back onto the matress, holding onto Danielles thighs and as he got into a comfortable position, started to get to move his hips and pump into the wet folds of the frenchwoman, letting her ride him in the red and pink lights of the pub to the cheers and whistles of a three digit crowd~

[CaptainL]

For only a brief moment as her legs locked into place around George's head, Danielle thought that she was in control. She'd managed to take George by surprise, and he had fallen right into her trap, leaving him wide open for her to sweep in and take charge. But the only one who found herself trapped was Danielle herself - when George proceeded to dive right in, burying his face into her crotch and going for it with a relentless fervor! Suddenly, all thoughts she had of manipulating this to her own ends were forgotten - all she could think of was the haze of pleasure that buried all other impulses. Her head was spinning, her face was flushed, and she could only moan louder and louder as her hips relentlessly pumped against his face, up until she reached a climax that wracked her body, sending every muscle spasming as she twisted and turned!

The crowd let out a cheer at the sight, but Danielle had fallen into a daze, her body going limp as she dropped back against the bed. As the writhing and thrashing of her limbs died down, she sank lower into the mattress, her eyes half-lidded and her chest rising and falling with weary pants. She was only half-in and half-out of her full senses...though, she did catch what George had said, and at that, she stiffened, her eyes narrowing in a glare as she began to push herself up. "I beg your pardon!? What did you say about me-?" No one would besmirch her good name on her watch! Or...well, maybe George could. When he began to push her back up further, Dani's eyes met his, and she let out a breath, her stance softening as she sank lower. Maybe such words coming from someone with so soft and gentle of a touch were worth it, considering how she trembled and the hairs on her back rose against his fingers, causing her to let out a soft purr. Or maybe it was just that she was too tired to mount much resistance - yes, that was surely it.

In fact, as George began to work his way inside the redhead, Danielle began to tremble with anticipation. She let out a long, low moan as he ran into her further and further, feeling the pressure of his shaft run deeper inside her body; her walls began to close in around him, and her fingertips pressed into his back. As she felt his breath tickle against her skin, her hips began to twist and turn, borne by the pleasure welling up inside of her alone. It was what George said, though, that truly caught Danielle's attention, and she raised an eyebrow to him as she looked up to meet him eye to eye. It was almost enough to make the tingling sensation running through her fall silent, even for just a few seconds. After all of this, was George truly going to let her win? On his own territory?

The thought of it brought a wicked smile to Dani's face...but only a second later, that was quashed. Of course, there was a catch - it was too good to be true! George would hand her the win, yes, but only if she agreed to apologize to Chelsea. To that...disgusting little uncultured lout who made Danielle want to jam pencils in her ears whenever she opened her mouth! At the mere thought her stomach turned, and her lips dropped into a frown. "Why in the world," she grumbled, "would I ever do that?"

Still, she paused in thought. Victory had its own allure. And regardless, as George began to thrust even harder, Danielle's thoughts would once again be swallowed up by a surge of pleasure, as she threw her head back with a loud moan! Her hips began to buck up and down, harder and faster, as George thrust away at her, and every push he made caused her to ride his thrusts harder and harder, bobbing up and down more and more!

[RedShinigami]

George grinned as they both finally entered the really exictinf stage of things. He still could'nt believe it. He fucked Danielle Degardin,THE Danielle Degardin in the middle of his pub to the thunderous roars of his friends and patrons. This was just too good to be true. And still, he knew that outside this ring Chelsea waited..This here meant nothing. It was harmless fun, a hentai match after all needed such spots...

But this did'nt mean that George could'nt enjoy it. And he did. His long, hard shaft felt wonderful in the warm, tight embrace of Danielles womanhood and with every thrust and every moan, George went faster and faster. Damn, this girl knew her way around in the field of making love! Almost in perfect synchronicity their pelvises slapped against each other as George gave the frenchwoman the fuck of her life, his arms held Danielles thighs, squeezing them as he held onto them like two handles, getting himself in deeper and deeper.

Her big breasts got squeezed against his chiseled chest, her hard nipples rubbing up and down his pecks which made the sensation even better. George moved forward, sending kisses all over the frenchwomans neck and shoulders as both moved.
Then he eard Dani ask why she ever should say sorry to someone she just wanted to undermine.
George tough reacted swiftly and pulled her in closer, his lips.at her ear again. "Because if not then I will be the winner, we both know that, you proved nothing to nobody and everyone just will agree with what they knew all along...you are a fraud..."
He slapped her buttcheeks.
"A vile, little daddy girl who bought her way in..."
George now got moving, shoving Danielle down and into the matress, getting on top of her.
"You can't wrestle...You can't wrestle...", he mocked her with the tirade some of Danielles critics often sang for her.

George then slipped out of her, pushed Dani around so she was on her belly and went into her again, doggystyle.
He let his hands cup her breasts and lifted her up into his lap again, her body now on full display as his penis worked himself into her twitching vagina, her big breasts getting squeezed in George hands.
"So...just...do...as...I...say!", he whispered and went for the kill as he finally came and shot all his load into the redhead while biting into her shoulder.
George thrust more and more until he was empty and then let them sink to the matress.
"I allow you to take the victory now...remember. Say sorry...on your knees...", he grinned and rolled onto his back to prepare himself.

[CaptainL]

Danielle's senses were overwhelmed with every inch that George pushed deeper into her. Her cheeks flushed hot, and she tossed her head back with a loud, guttural moan. Her hips rocked from one side to the other, in the process drawing George in even deeper - she wasn't even trying to, but when she was lost in the hot, tingly haze of the moment, she could barely think of doing anything else. Every touch, every motion, was a well-practiced one that stirred up all the nerves along the Frenchwoman's skin. He knew exactly where to touch her to provoke a reaction out of her, and every point he prodded at caused her to gasp as her hips bucked higher into the air.

Danielle just wanted to let herself get lost in it all...so much so that when George began to dig his talons into her psyche, she didn't even notice it at first. She was massaging her body up against George's own, riding every thrust and twitch he made...until she listened a little closer, and let those words sink in. At that, Danielle gasped. George was sending her mixed messages, and now she didn't know what to believe. He was making her feel so good, she wanted to wrap herself in the sensation and savor it...but at the same time, he was throwing back those same words that all her critics had spited her good name with; all those disgusting allegations that she wasn't good enough for the ring - as though her opponents hadn't just gotten to where they were because of their own dumb luck! Her jaw dropped in a gasp. It all hit her at once. This whole time, Danielle had managed to convince herself it was she who had seduced George - that her feminine charms were enough to throw him off his game, and now she had secured complete control over him, and in front of that obnoxious little tramp he called a girlfriend. But in reality, it was Danielle who had let her guard down - and she didn't realize it until it was too late! Now, she was completely under his control!

"N-No...no! You can't treat a lady like this-!" she hissed, shuddering as he smacked her against the rear. And when he repeated that stupid little chant, it just made Danielle's teeth clench in a grimace as her whole body tensed. She couldn't believe it now, coming from him! And yet, as he pushed his weight down on her, forcing her further down into the bed, she felt another surge of pleasure run through her body, and she let out a loud moan as her hips bucked higher. Her own body language was making a fool of her. Any will to resist she might've had was being forced out of her, drowned in the pleasure that filled her mind!

She would only moan louder still when George picked her back up into his lap - and as he sank down even further inside of her! Danielle's back bent into an arc, and she threw back her head to let loose a scream! The sight of her curvaceous frame bobbing up and down on top of George's shaft, causing her breasts to jiggle with every pump of her hips, caused the crowd to cheer even louder at the sight - until at last, George finally let loose, thrusting in one more time as he worked his way to his climax! Danielle's hips bucked up hard as wailed in pleasure, the impulse shooting straight through her body, before she fell back down, crumpled at George's lap, her chest rising and falling with slow and labored gasps.

It took Dani a moment to come down from that high - her head was still spinning, and everything was a blur. Her body was slick with sweat. Slowly but surely, though, her breaths began to slow - and, as her body stopped tingling as much as it was, she began to remember just where she was, and how ignoble a fate she faced. How George had so shamed her, and how she now faced debasing herself in front of the entire pub - which was watching the action with rapt anticipation! Worst of all, though, she watched as Chelsea stepped forward - her hands on her hips, and a smirk of smug satisfaction on her face. She looked knowingly at Danielle, knowing she had her right where she wanted her, as she came to George's side and leaned in to kiss him before turning back to the Frenchwoman. "Well?" she said. "Ye got somethin' ter tell us?"

Dani could feel her shoulders slump under the weight of her own ignoble end. She was beaten, she thought. There was no way she could possibly get her way out of this one - her strength was spent, and now George had her cornered. There was no way she could win on her own merits. And she could still win - but it would mean swallowing her pride. She didn't know which was worse. Either option she took, she wasn't leaving with her dignity intact.

The redhead gulped; her body shuddered. But at last, she looked up at George and cleared her throat. "Y-Yes, well...I do suppose I have something to say to you. If you'll come closer..." She blushed at the thought of what she was doing, but she held out a hand regardless so George could help her up.

[RedShinigami]

It was true, from start to finish George had this whole match under control, always cradling Danielle in the false believ that she actually had things covered. George used every scheming trick in the book to cradle the sexy frenchwoman in a treacherous state of hope. And now that the fly finally had entered the mouth of the venus trap, her jaws clamped down to devour her. Or in this case giving Danielle Degardin the best fuck she had in her life and which would made her compare George to everyone who would come after him. That the pubowner was assured of.

When put her onto his lap, her front facing the crowd who cheered the spectacle, George head went next to hers.
"I would treat a lady right if a lady was here. The only lady in this room my dear is outside this ring, enjoying your destruction. You are nothing but a loudmouthed,foul, despicable, mean old bitch. And the sooner you finally notice that the better. After all, maybe banging your fookin brains out will put some sense of humility into you, sweehea'", he whispered as he went on, shoving himself deeper and deeper into Danielles inviting folds until they both came, Danielles screamed moans echoing from the walls of the pub.

George shot his entire load into her and held her pressed against him, moving in pace until the deed was done. He sighed and let Danielle drop to the bed, wiping some sweat of his brow and welcomed Chelsea into the ring who walked up to him with a big grin. "Well, how was I, darlin'?", he asked and returned the kiss.
"Tough I rather would have had you up here.", he whispered as they were close.
"How about you and Fin handicap match me sometime.", he said with a chuckle and and kissed her forehead then let Chelsea take the spoils.

Tough when Danielle finally had pulled herself together it seemed that she had to say one last thing to George. Well, whatever it might be, at least he owed her a listen and so George stepped next to Chelsea and bowed forward.
"Yes, Madmoiselle?"

[CaptainL]

Every thrust that George made, and every inch he plunged deeper into Danielle's awaiting hole, caused her to gasp and pant as her body surged with pleasure...and yet, every bit of pleasure she felt was tainted by the knowledge that George was doing all of this to shame and belittle her. Even through the tingling ecstasy that hung around her head like a haze, Dani could still hear every disgusting, shameful, hateful thing George was saying, and it made her suck in a gulp, her hand balling into a tight fist as her body went stiff with rage. In any other situation, surely, Danielle would waste no time in getting out of this predicament and putting George in his place for even daring to think he could treat her this way - but, when he thrust in again, everything around her flushed hot, and her heart raced as she threw her head back with a scream of pleasure. Everything else was drowned out - all she cared about was feeling every impulse that surged through through her body. And it wasn't long before that all culminated in one final burst that flooded Danielle's senses, causing her to let out a squeal as her twitching, writhing body dropped to the mattress!

Chelsea looked on at it all with a smirk. Dani had been reduced to a panting, quivering mess, but George was still going strong as he made his way over to her side - just another sign, she thought, that the obnoxious Frenchwoman was all bark and no bite. She'd even forgive him for doing this with another woman if it was to prove a point. Purring softly, she reached over and caressed her fingers along George's biceps, hugging close to her side. "Oh, you're impressive, all rite...and dun worry, ye can show me some o' doz moves whun this is all said and done, like~" She ran her hands down his chest, smirking even wider as she looked back at Danielle to gauge the redhead's reaction...even if she did stop and frown at the mention of a handicap match with Finella. "Ye juss want an excuse ter be in de rin' wi' us both, dun ye?" she grumbled. Even if her harsh edges had softened, even if she was smug in her superiority over Danielle, she was still Chelsea Forster.

To Chelsea's credit, though, Danielle was indeed taking this hard. As she slowly caught her breath and looked back up at the scene before her, her teeth clenched in a grimace. There, George and Chelsea were arm in arm, barely able to keep their hands off each other - it only disgusted her all the more to be reminded that a fine young man like him would want to settle for a miserable hag like her, when she was right there! Worse, she saw that look in Chelsea's eye, and she knew full well that the blonde was well aware of all the frustrations going through Dani's head - and she was enjoying every second of them. They were mocking her - and Danielle Degardin was no one to be mocked! She was going to have to do something about this!

The only problem was, in her current state, when she was still regaining the strength in her legs, she was in no position to fight back. But...she had another plan. What Dani lacked in terms of physical strength or skill, she made up for in her deviousness. And already, a plan was starting to form that would make everything right.

She sat up, coyly biting her lip and casting a demure glance off to the side. Suddenly, the confident woman Danielle was was nowhere to be found - it seemed as though her defeat had knocked some humility into her. Her voice, too, was soft and wavering. "Well...er...I was just thinking, after everything that's happened after this match, and after everything you've said to me, that there's something I need to get off my chest..."

Taking George by the hand, Dani lifted herself back to her feet. She felt the firm pressure in his hand, and she saw the way he bowed in her direction, even if she was his opponent - he truly was a gentleman, if he could maintain this decorum toward someone he had disparaged just a moment before. That, combined with the firm strength that was evident in his touch, made Danielle's heart flutter for just a moment. It reminded her of why she felt the ways she had a moment ago...but that was when she was at George's mercy, and this time, she'd be sure the tables would turn.

After another glance back and forth, she cleared her throat. "I...j-just wanted to say, I'm sorry..."

"...FOR NOT DOING THIS EARLIER!!" Suddenly, as soon as George was close, Danielle thrust her knee upward, straight into his unprotected groin! All she was doing was luring him closer - and now, the trap could finally be sprung!

[RedShinigami]

George was as lucky as one guy could ever hope to be in this evening. Not just could he get down with Danielle Degardin, arguably one of the most beautiful and sexy women at LAWs roster but his girlfriend watched and encouraged him to go on! Tough even if George enjoyed plunging deep in the wet, tight folds of the pretty redhead, his heart was always with Chelsea, even when he came, shooting all his load into Danielle while holding her close, the only thing that mattered was that he saw Chelseas face when doing so.

He let Danielle slip away and to the bed as Chelsea came into the ring to congratulate her boyfriend to a message sent. He smiled as Chelsea softly stroked his biceps and gave her a soft and loving kiss. "Hmmm...no worries darling, there is much left in the tank for you to keep us busy the whoooole night...", he said with a smirk and when he saw Chelsea pout about mentioning Finella he chuckled.
"I just say it would be a given. Imagine all the money pouring in...Wolf...Bunny...and The Hunter? We should really think about this!", he said with a wink before hearing Danielles usually shrill and demeaning voice becoming all but soft and submissive. George raised his eyevrbrows as he saw the beauty from the Cote d'Azur all but humbled, her ususal proud stance exchanged for a shy and taken back position on the bed.

And it worked. George after all was a gentleman and to see a woman in such a state, on the verge of breaking, her pride being sullied, he almosf felt a little bad. He left Chelsea with a kiss on her head and moved over to Danielle who urged him to come closer.
"Oui, Mademoiselle?", he asked.
After all, he promised Danielle the win for this. If she said sorry now then she could leave the pub with her head high.
And then she said it and a weight dropped from George heart.
"Merci, Mademoiselle Degardin, I am sure Chelsea wi-argh!"
And in a second George world turned into an rollercoaster of pain as Danielle sent her knee directly into his manlyhood. Most of the male patrons groaned and looked away while holding their own crotches in sympathetic sharing of George pain.

The Cockney Flames eyes went wide as he dropped to his knees and went down right before Chelseas feet, tough in the process to hold on his hand slipped into her collar and with a tear and rip her costume went open, split in the middle right under her bellybutton, creating a deep v shaped cleavage that looked, even if totally accidental, totally sexy! Hoots and Hollers could be heard around the pub as they patrons urged Chelsea to join in.
"Hey Chels, you allowing this frog to do this your man?"
"Come on! Knock her teeth in!"

[CaptainL]

When Chelsea saw Danielle approaching George so meekly, with a lilt in her voice as she looked away as though afraid to make eye contact, she took a step back, tense. Yes, part of that was because the mere idea of George talking to someone as grating and intolerable as Danielle turned her stomach - really, being this close to Danielle in general did that. But something about this didn't seem right. Chelsea knew Danielle, and she knew what she was like. She knew the Frenchwoman had an ego swollen more than her dumb fat tits, and she would never deign to make herself so submissive and vulnerable in front of anyone. It wasn't like her to admit that she'd even lost, let alone that she'd even done anything wrong. Chelsea's eyelid twitched - she had to be planning something. That was the only way any of this made sense. And her fist squeezed tighter at her side as she stiffened, on guard and ready to strike.

And sure enough, Chelsea's suspicions proved correct - when Danielle drove her knee right into George's unprotected groin, causing him to fall back! Her jaw dropped in a gasp as he fell to the mat below. "GEORGE-!" she yelped - only to then hear the sound of fabric ripping as George's hand inadvertently tore a long rent in the front of her leotard. She groaned loudly at that, for a moment stopping to cover her chest. Why, she asked herself, did this keep happening to her? But it didn't take long before the initial shock wore off - and what replaced it was a burning rage, when she looked up at Danielle with a baleful glare.

The patrons cheered for Chelsea to stand up for herself and bring the fight to Danielle, but she didn't need the encouragement. Suddenly, not even the soreness in her leg bothered her any more. She saw Danielle in front of her, and she knew what had to be done. It was bad enough that she had barged in on her pub and lorded herself over her like she was the one rightfully in charge. But now, Dani had gone after her family - after the people who truly loved and appreciated and cared for her like no one else would. That was one thing she could never forgive!

"Why, ye...red-'eaded, snail-eatin', garlic-smellin' two-penny skank-!" she roared. Her whole body trembled with every word out of her mouth - and just like that, she was off. Chelsea threw herself forward in a lightning-fast lunge, tackling Danielle to the ground. At once, their hands had shot for each other's hair as they yanked and clawed at each other, squealing and gasping, their legs tangling and kicking as they tossed and turned around the mat.

"Gah-! Get off-!! You two are made for each other anyway - a couple of brainless brutes!" Danielle spat back, raking her nails down Chelsea's cheek as she pulled her hair back hard with her other hand, while the Scouser still clutched at her scalp with a two-handed white-knuckled grip. The crowd was cheering even louder now - this show was proving to be more than what they came for!