Hattie Emory vs ViVi S. Valentine: Viper Pain

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The cold wind blowing her exposed crotch, with her body locked in the bending position Hattie experienced the most terrible pain. With her barely opened eyes Hattie saw her pussy being shown on the big screen, as ViVi carried her from one camera to another. “Please… please don’t shoot… don’t look… please…” Hattie kept on her pleaded with the weakest voice she ever had, but that did nothing to stop her opponent.

Upon reaching a corner, Hattie’s limbs were completely numb, when ViVi finally put her down, crossing her thighs on the ropes, Hattie had no reaction on her relaxed limbs. She wasn’t allow to be relieved anyways, as the succubus immediately pulled her hair backwards, dragging her upper body done until her head hit the mat, leaving her hanging on the ropes!

Hattie’s skirt dropped down with the gravity, once again exposing her pussy and butt to all the audiences. The numb mind of Hattie suddenly met with confusion, as her eyesight was blocked and her ability to breath was suddenly robbed, realizing in fear that ViVi just sat right onto her face! “Mmmm… mmhmm…” Hattie moaned despite her entire face was buried into ViVi’s beautiful butt, struggling her face despairingly trying to breathe. The suffocation slowly broke down Hattie’s physical capabilities, but what happened next forced Hattie to remain on clear consciousness. “GGGHHUU!?” Hattie bursted out muffled scream as an extreme sensation of itchiness appeared on her pussy, ViVi just begun licking her naked womanhood! “MMHHMMM! MMMMM!!” Hattie tried to twist her head underneath ViVi’s butt while the succubus kept on licking her sensitive flesh, the lips were manipulated under ViVi’s tongue sending insane pleasure to Hattie’s body, something she just experienced not long ago. Hattie was in completely desperation, in her mind she didn’t want to reach such humiliating climax for the second time, but she had absolutely of stopping her opponent’s assault to her womanhood. If this continued, it was only a matter of time for Hattie’s body to be destroyed once again.

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The pinkette had done everything she wanted with Emory's body, had demolished her opponent's dignity with her feet and devoured her heart with kisses. She wasn't going to stop now that she had begun her condescension. Especially when the audience seemed to roar with pleasure at her final flourish!

ViVi wriggled her buttocks over Hattie's nose and mouth, rubbing her shorts against her lips and cheeks as Emory's panicked scream was muffled beneath her.
Her bum wasn't the biggest, but it didn't need to be; it was as cute as it was perfect, and if Hattie kept trying to scream, then she would continue to savour it, because while ViVi licked her defenceless pussy like a kitten, she bucked on Emory's face. All of Hattie's expressions were hidden inside her new owner's skirt, leaving the audience to imagine as S. Valentine's linguistic mastery varied.

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From caressing to penetrating. She moved in and out, drawing large waves inside Hattie, whipping all the nerves inside that uterine tunnel. The succubus had sunk into delight. Closing her eyes completely to rely solely on her taste.

The bucking turned into the sliding of her hips over her victim's face. Wiggling with a twerk that was delicious to watch, and perhaps to experience as well. Her mouth began to stop just receiving nectar and started to seek it out, kissing that clit as if it were the greatest prize she had ever received while her tongue continued to travel inside.

It wasn't just courtship, because ViVi tasted every part of that flower. Her arms wrapped around and squeezed those thighs as if the sensation of drinking Emory's dignity was intoxicating and a privilege. Her fingers sank into the punk's soft skin as her tongue licked faster and deeper. Soon, that muscle that tames the most difficult beasts wanted to replicate itself with Emory, fluttering inside her in large spirals as if trying to occupy all that space, pounding her G-spot several times while bringing her nectar to the queen's mouth.

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She was neither merciful nor flexible with this. She wanted to finish off her opponent to show what her sinful mouth could do to anyone who dared to challenge her. So there was only one escape for Hattie, and ViVi was going to make sure that ride was the last one tonight for The Madness of Pain.

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Hattie tried to moan, but her mouth was completely covered. “Mhhmm… mmmmhmm… mmmmmhhhmm…” Her muffled voice vibrating underneath ViVi’s perfect butt, her fragile and sensitive flesh was completely under the mercy of the succubus’s mouth. Tonight, the so-called “Madness of Pain” experienced both the worst pain and highest pleasure at the same time, with her poor, poor womanhood being abused, then penetrated, and now licked both inside and outside by her opponent’s tongue.

Hattie tried to make an expression from what she was experiencing now, but her face was completely covered. The insane amount of pleasure punched through the girl’s entire body, the longer this kept on going, the harder she tried to breath for her life, yet her air supply was cut, only to experience the suffocation alone with the unendurable pleasure. The already extremely sensitive skin of her lips were licked, then the tongue went inside of it tasting the even more fragile part, and now her foe turned attention to her g-spot, stacking the most intense sensation on top of each other.

Hattie wanted to cry, but her eyes were completely covered. With the tears soaked up by ViVi’s underwear, Hattie’s thighs were squeezed under the queen’s hands, with fingers digging into her soft skin. But that was the least thing Hattie would feel, in this position of her nether region being tasted, manipulated and played with, all it took would be a little bit of “push”, for the Hattie to reach the climax once again, the “push” that her foe would definitely do in the most insane way soon…

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The British woman knew she was close to finishing Hattie off, very close indeed. And that in itself was a privilege. Not all of her opponents can say that they earned his condescension after being so vulgar.

Viviane wanted to show her how much she enjoyed hearing her swear her love. So it wasn't enough to knock her out or use a sexy pin. ViVi had to reward her by finishing her off in the most privileged way an enemy could suffer at the hands of a woman like her. And S. Valentine did not rush to bring her to that point. She savoured every second, every movement, every sensation.

ViVi stopped sliding her tongue inside her, looking up in a fleeting hesitation. She wanted to appreciate her before and after doing it. Although her hips didn't stop dancing on the face of this new servant anyway, she didn't want to bore her or make her think she was done—rubbing with a rhythmic, hypnotic, and elegant delicacy despite her possessiveness and gallant cheekiness.

She, in her rest, analysed her moment—she had achieved so much with Hattie that she would say the cutie never had a chance to shine as Nightmare. Besides, ViVi had the experience to recognise that the moisture that was just soaking her shorts was tears, not sweat or drool or other fluid, and she snorted with disdain at it. It's a shame no one can see Hattie's shameful expressions; it's always a delight to hear the world moan as they process the amount of pleasure her poor girl was accumulating inside her without being able to resist, left to one last merciful pump to break her for the greatest orgasm of their lives.
But what can she do now to remedy the punishment of not seeing Hattie Emory's face? Nothing, because this is just a detail, which is still perfect for her grand finale, since other parts of Hattie Emory caught the attention of her fans, for example.

She gave a feline lick to the clit of her new pillar of her castle. Those were seconds of peace for Hattie; hopefully, she prayed to her ancestors to welcome her on the other side. ViVi's legs pressed against Emory's ribs, her abdomen and chest pressed against her opposite in the body of this little punk girl, and her own crotch rested on her lips, gagging her to feel the vibrations of her pleading groans and moans of pleasure and shame. And so, her queen's tongue slid into like an immense, infinite spiral through that tunnel of woman.

The Valentine's kiss is renewed without any problems. She went straight to Hattie's G-spot and approached it with so many caresses as to bring out that pearl and make it spin in the middle of her tongue. But It wasn't good enough for that Succubus. ViVi frowned as she concentrated on getting it, demanding hugging her thighs and rubbing her lips at Hattie's entrance with an audible moan of pleasure as ViVi sucked her to burst her endurance, kissing impatiently and tamping Hattie's most important spot with overwhelming love.

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“No… it’s good… no please… stop… I want more…” Such chaotic words were what Hattie was saying in her mind, which only translated into muffled, weak moans into ViVi’s butt. There was nothing she could do, yet there was everything her opponent could do to make her reach the climax, however, the succubus seemed didn’t want it to end so easily.

With her mind drifting next to the point of climax, “Mhm?” Hattie groaned in confusion as the pleasure suddenly stopped, but not waiting for her further reaction, Hattie felt ViVi adjusted herself in the sitting position, moving her legs to squeeze more of Hattie’s thin trunk, arms surrounded more of Hattie’s soft thighs, and then, ViVi dropped backwards a little to put her own lips against Hattie’s mouth!

Such position made Hattie blushed even harder, despite no one could see her face. Then the final blow happened. “Mmmmm!? MMMMHH!!” With a similar, yet more intense sensation, Hattie would realize ViVi dug her tongue even deeper into her pussy! Not only that ViVi would start kissing, sucking her g-spot in the most rapid way, worse than any moment in the match! “GGHHMMM!! GGGHHMMM!!!” Hattie’s screamed into ViVi’s crotch, the queen’s massaging on her thighs was a little addition to the flood of pleasure.

Hattie, the Madness of Pain, couldn’t handle this madness anymore.

“GGGHHUMMM!! MMMMHHMMM!! RRUUMMMM!!!” The loudest yet still muffled scream, Hattie had reached the climax. The liquid from her womanhood started flowing out, even more intense than before, this time shot right into ViVi’s face! And with a burst of strength, as her mind getting destroyed by the pleasure, Hattie bended her back forward in an impossible curve, stretching herself out from instinct in desperation of escaping, although that was just a useless struggle. This was the end of Hattie, the humiliating end of the once feared wrestler.

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ViVi gave her last pat with her tongue to that womanhood, with a subtle touch to melt the last layer of resistance of her new toy. The resulting squirt was explosive! Passion covered all over the Sucubus' face, making her pull her pretty face away as she used her palm, like a shield, to protect herself from the loss of her opponent's dignity. The adrenaline rush fuelled Hattie to arch her back wildly in a last attempt to escape. Her strength was enough to lift ViVi off her for an impressive 10 seconds, allowing her moan to reverberate outside the backside of the succubus, mingling with the cheers of the crowd.

ViVi was amused by this orgasm; it was the most abrupt one she had ever had the pleasure of inducing, like a direct demonstration of how powerful her royal tongue could be on her poor opponents.

It was surprising to the Third Queen to be lifted like that, but the excitement did not last—just as Emory defended herself with that arch, she lost again to the weight of the British woman. Collapsing like a beautiful body pillow in the corner, placed there only for her captor to embrace her, display her like a perfected toy as the last jets of love finish spraying. Finished as just that—as a melted, dazed woman hidden under her dominator's cute arse, while her own arse was exposed for all to see, spasms shook her body intermittently. ViVi's lips had curved into a pleased smile. It was much better than she could have anticipated, as perfect as the most detailed of her dreams. And for that alone, she gave that cunt a slap in gratitude.

"Excellent," she murmured breathlessly, hiding her own tremors of pleasure. "Now let's close your turn," she cooed, lifting herself off Emory's face.

Nevertheless, the pinkette took her time, adjusting her skirt with her fingers and stretching the shorts for comfort and flexibility, revealing their prey's strands of saliva. Then she swayed her hips to arouse the emotions of her spectators, burning off her lustful energy to leave only the thirst for wrestling. And then she grabbed Hattie by the hair and one arm and proceeded to drag her to the centre of the ring, where she kicked the chair aside and knocked Hattie down in its place. She then performed, crossing each foot on either side of the punk's head. Then, delicately descending towards Hattie’s nose, she ran her hands slowly down her own legs, from hips to knees, her body swaying side to side as if zigzagging down an invisible ramp towards her opponent’s pacified face. She pressed her skirt against the little blue devil, rubbing softly, as if to bury Emory deeper in the moment, their moment.

Although the queen was carried away by the imminent victory, arching backwards while holding onto Hattie's raised legs, receiving the count with the grace of a diva.

The referee began the count:

"ONE!"

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Everything. Everything in Hattie’s body was pushed to maximum with that moment, her stretching spine in largest angle, the muscles tightening, and all the liquid inside her womanhood, both amount stored and flesh pushed out at that moment, was spewed into ViVi’s face. The duration of climax was slightly longer than others thought, with Hattie’s horny screaming filled the arena.

After all the insanity, what Hattie left was her completely drained body. Losing all her strength Hattie collapsed back to hanging position, with some fluid from her pussy rolling down her thighs. Hattie’s face was emotionless, her eyes closed while her mouth left opened, weakly taking her breath. Hattie was so weak that, when ViVi dragged her to the arena, she did nothing; she was so weak when ViVi pinned her between her thighs, she did nothing; she was so weak when the referee started count down, she did nothing.

“TWO!”

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ViVi had already done everything—she had conquered her body, her mind, and her heart. She devoured Hattie's will piece by piece until she remodelled her into what she liked best: another slave for her throne. And now, she was sealing it all by sensually perching herself on the pretty face beneath her, raising her legs with careless pride to show off her beautiful bum of her toy to the lovers in the stands, indifferent to Hattie's broken modesty, and now, all that was left was the final blow to the canvas to close this chapter. The queen had closed her eyes; now she frowned, longing for that majestic sound.

"THREE!!" exclaimed the referee, banging on the canvas. At the sound of the bell, the queen received her victory with delight, released her victim’s legs, and collapsed onto the mat.

ViVI is arching her back upwards as she lets out an exaggerated moan. A sound of pleasure devoid of obscenity, but full of such elegance and delicacy. A dapper howl of pride, while she bent over in ecstasy, rubbing her abdomen with her fingers with seduction, delighted by this ending and delighting her lovers fans. That roused the cheers of the audience

Then, she stood on her feet, but before celebrating her victory, she knelt around her new toy, resting her own hands on her own knees.

"It was fun meeting you." She tucked Emory's hair behind her ear. "And thanks for the souvenir—the horns suit me very well." She finished sticking her tongue out, winking at Hattie, before springing to her feet, throwing her arms high and skipping in circles around Hattie in celebration.

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“THREE!”

The last number dropped, the entire arena was boiled, everybody’s passion reached the absolute peak, everybody except Hattie. The so called “pain bringer” was now a complete joke, with her empty body laying the ground motionless, letting her opponent dancing around her for the victory.

Finally, Hattie felt a lock of her hair was grabbed by ViVi’s finger, with latter giving her a very little applause. Hattie’s motion was completely disabled, she couldn’t do anything but lying there taking the words. But Hattie won’t let it be without a response, with very little strength she squeezed out, she whispered the only word she speak out completely til now: “M…master…”

Winner via Pinfall: ViVi S. Valentine