Carmella Crowe vs. Bubbles Burste - Heavy Metal Love

[BlackAkuma]

Zelda Yaguchi hated refereeing hentai matches. All the referees did, really, the point where getting selected for them had to be done randomly, so no one would get stuck doing them more often than they should. Being a referee could be a deceptively difficult job during the best days - you had to constantly move around the ring, had to stay one step ahead of the wrestlers, you were prone to friendly fire all the time, you got continuously threatened, and if you made any mistakes, any at all, the audience would heckle you for it without a shred of mercy.

But hentai matches were a unique pain in the ass. For starters, it required her to notice something that she’d never been taught to notice: orgasm. Her job was basically to stare at women’s crotches for ten or so minutes and wait for them to cum, which wasn’t the easiest thing to notice all the time, especially when they were moving around all over the place. On top of that, hentai wrestlers were some of the most insane people in the entire roster. Divas, most of them. Crazy dommes. Psychopaths.

And then there was whatever-the-hell these two had going on.

Zelda’s luck must’ve ran out this week, because she couldn't come up with any other explanation for the insanity she’d witnessed over the past few minutes. Bubbles Burste was naturally a dangerous woman to be in the ring with, as she threw her hefty body all over the place and nearly squashed Zelda on occasion, but her opponent was almost as wild despite being about half her size. The two had been tearing it up in this cage, fucking each other all over the place, with no end in sight.

Except, maybe this would have to be the end. Carmella had not only gotten on top, but she had Bubbles’ tightly secured, and was fucking her with a furious abandon, so much so that Bubbles came almost immediately…and she still kept going. And going. And going. The woman thrusted into her like the world’s horniest Energizer Bunny, showing no signs of stopping. The Virgin Killer wasn’t showing any sighs of tapping either, not that she could do it all that well in this position. Her eyes had rolled back, as if she had lost herself in the moment.

It was…a lot to take in. Zelda hadn't seen anything like this before, but she knew a key component of her job was the wrestler’s safety, and this was getting dangerous. The crowd was cheering them on, but she could hear Bubbles’ wife screaming from the ringside area, and she knew there was only one thing to do.

”That’s enough, that’s enough!” Zelda threw her hands in the air and motioned for the bell to ring. ”Bubbles can no longer continue!”

[ADarlingDucky]

Over and over and over again Carmella's hips would come down on Bubbles' body, the short goth woman showing no mercy in the face of an opponent who couldn't fight back, fucking her in the roughest way she possibly could, all with the intention of making her give up! What Carmella didn't seem to be aware of, however, was the state that Bubbles had ended up in, eyes rolled back and showing zero signs that she was even able to tap out if she wanted to, forcing a difficult decision onto the third woman in the cage! And eventually, she would have to make the call that the match could no longer go on, as Bubbles had lost the ability to continue! A decision that was likely unpopular with the fans, but one that would need to be made given the state of both women, and also one that would bring about the conclusion to this match in unexpected fashion!

Carmella, for her part, almost didn't hear the call. It was only when the bell would ring that she would realize what had been said, the words catching up with her after the fact as she very suddenly, almost immediately, came to a stop, dropping the ball gag and letting Bubbles flop to the ground with a thud, standing up off of her. She turned and eyed the referee with an intense gaze, staring daggers at the woman for a good few seconds, creating an unintentionally humorous image as she still was wearing the strap-on while doing so! But after a few seconds, her gaze would finally break, and she would begin fussing with the straps on her legs!

"Tch. Have it your way then. Was looking forward to seeing when she'd actually break, but a win's a win." Carmella would unclasp the strap-on before tossing it on top of Bubbles defeated frame, before turning and bounding over to the cage! In a slightly petty show, she'd scale it quickly before flipping over and dropping onto the floor outside, demonstrating that a win, even if one she hadn't wanted to accept in it's specific fashion, would have been easy!

With the big heavyweight left limp within the cage and the match awarded to her, the busty goth would turn and begin a smug walk up the ramp, a wry smirk spreading over her face as she heard the announcement of her win as she went! It was a wild, raucous thing, but at the end of the day, Carmella had conquered Bubbles in her own domain, and all for her debut, sending out a powerful message to anyone at LAW. This shorty wasn't to be messed with!