Ginger Conquest - Audrey Trovita vs Gabriel Vinlee

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

"My hips are higher, sweetheart."

Audrey did not have time to do more besides whine in protest before her leg was pulled harder, arching her back deeper than the redhead thought possible! She was flexible, yes, but even she had her limits, and right now the shooting pain in her spine told her she was quickly approaching them! Her hips were entirely off the mat, offering a clean, unimpeded view beneath her skirt and most of the flesh underneath. Audrey's breasts were crushed into the mat, deepening her blush as pain and pleasure combined.

"Just slide your hands over my skin... Maybe run them under my skirt~."

As Gabriel told Audrey what she expected the redhead to do, she also offered physical example. The very light touch sent a shiver down Audrey's aching spine, her whole body vibrating and adding to the strain of the intense curve she was presently bent into! More tears dripped from the redhead, her face warm with sweat and arousal and her own breath, her eyes narrowed as she struggled to see through the blurry water.

"Come on, I think you can do it if you try."

The final word was accompanied by another hard yank, and another whimper into Gabriel's crotch. Unable to bear it any longer, Audrey submissively did as she was told, her hands slipping higher, fingertips lightly tracing the skin underneath Gabriel's skirt before she dug in and gave them a squeeze. Gentle, but firm, somehow making sure her nails didn't pierce the skin. She could only hope her touch was satisfactory for the blonde.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel laughed with pleasure.

"See? It wasn't that difficult." She repeated, biting her lips to keep from being loud, even though she was burning inside.

Audrey was becoming her favourite rival.

The redhead's touch on her thighs, sliding her hands down them, sent a delicious shiver down her spine, making her back tremble when she reached her hips and squeezed them obediently. A blush spread across the blonde's face—her tearful, pleading expression and her mouth gagged between Gabby's legs numbed the latter's most violent instincts.

That felt so good to Ginger's aching body. The queen opened the scissors around her puppet's neck. But that didn't mean a break.

Opening her legs, she brought them together to sit like a geisha in front of Trovita. Ceremoniously, she smoothed her skirt with her hands, making sure she was presentable; she inhaled and exhaled deeply, concealing her breathing; she bit her lips and then cupped Audrey's face in her hands, pulling it away from the canvas.

"Now..." Gabriel rubbed her cheeks with her thumbs, wiping away some of her tears. "I want to propose a game."

With that, she ran her fingers over Audrey's lips, opening them in unison with her own, slowly approaching that mouth. The tip of the queen's tongue peeked out, mischievous and teasing. The kiss that followed was inevitable. She enjoyed those reddish lips again, just like the first time. She sucked as if she had found a new flavour in Audrey, one that was very sweet, delicious and addictive.

The queen arched her back, her tongue wriggling inside Audrey, caressing her tongue and every nerve ending inside that muscle. The redhead seemed so sweet to her now: after being bruised, subdued and almost defeated... Trovita was honey, and Gabriel wanted it all. The kiss broke after half a minute.

"Do you want to participate?" She asked, almost forgetting the context. She stuck out her teasing tongue again, planting another mesmerising and delicious kiss on her.

She paused and spoke again before stealing her lips with a third fiery kiss.

"You just have to tell me two things... What don't you want me to do to you? Every time I do something you don't want me to do... then you can do whatever you want to me for a minute... but if not..." she whispered the last part.

This time, she licked Audrey's lips with the tip of her tongue before squeezing her cheeks with her thumbs and connecting with her in a deeper, slower, silent, but loving kiss. Even Gabriel's eyes closed, moistened by the pleasure of giving Audrey so much affection.

Hitting her after this is going to be fantastic.

"Well, otherwise..., you can't complain... what do you think, love?!"

Gabriel slapped her face a couple of times, in case she had disconnected herself too much from reality with her lustful act. She could ask her the other question after hearing Audrey's answer to this one.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Though she was oblivious to it, Audrey's obedient touch was having an effect on Gabriel. She was trying to hide it, and likely the audience may not have picked up on it, but the redhead was far too distressed by her own situation to spare any attention to dissect her opponent's emotions. Her own breath was hot on her face as Audrey's head remained trapped between Gabriel's legs, her mouth perfectly placed against the blonde's covered womanhood.

Until Gabriel shifted positions. She folded her legs underneath her, freeing Audrey's head from her steamy prison. But she wasn't free; before she could take advantage of her restored movement, she found her face cupped by Gabriel's tender touch, her head lifted higher, chest peeled off the mat, and forcing her closer. And she even wiped away the redhead's tears, though it did nothing for the fierce blush on her cheeks.

Audrey could not resist as Gabriel gently forced her lips to part, and it wasn't long until her tongue invaded her mouth again. Shifting from pain back to pleasure, Audrey was unable to suppress her soft moaning in response, Gabriel's lips feeling like clouds against her own. Without thinking, Audrey kissed back weakly, though even in this, she was outmatched. Gabriel's tongue slid over her own, sending shocks of pleasure through the rest of the redhead's tired body. She did nothing to resist, and would have done more to encourage it if she had the energy.

Audrey whined loudly as Gabriel pulled way to speak, only then realizing that she was being spoken to. But before she could ask what kind of game, those soft lips had returned, and Audrey was lost in the fog almost immediately, giving herself willingly to the blonde's claim.

When she broke away for a second time, Audrey restrained her disappointment. There were words again, and she spent every iota of her focus trying to pay attention. Even so, her brain was fuzzy, and it took several moments to catch up. What... didn't she want Gabriel to do to her?

It was an odd question, and frankly, she couldn't understand why she was being asked. It felt like a trap. Tell her something she wanted to avoid at all costs, and give Gabriel the perfect weapon to use against her instead. And the punishment... allowing Audrey to do something in return, should Gabriel break her promise and do it anyway? How could Audrey possibly enforce that? What was she getting at here?

None of it made any sense to her... if she had her way, she wouldn't want any pain from here on out, but that wasn't how any of this worked. What...?

Her thoughts cut off abruptly when another kiss found her, and Audrey felt herself melting into the sensation. Her breathing was deep and slow, hoping this was how the rest of the evening would go. All things considered, she could have a worse loss.

And then reality came back into sharp focus, a sharp smack jerking her head to the side. Several more stinging slaps connected to her cheek, triggering a fresh wave of tears as her roller coaster shifted back onto the pain tracks.

"No..." she blurted out, again without thinking. "No slapping!"

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel used a mere flick of the wrist to deliver each slap. For her, they must have been soft, light, mocking blows. A mere warning. But for Trovita, they were full-blown slaps. Perhaps they seemed soft to Gabriel because she herself is a strong woman, as powerful as she is beautiful, and as beautiful as she is dangerous in the ring. Audrey Trovita, on the other hand, was too fragile, which made her very appealing in these kinds of matches...

She was a rag doll handed over to a lioness who likes to bite and ruin things too hard. A delightful prey, Gabriel loved to toy with before devouring her with kisses.

Once Audrey responded, Gabriel continued, resting her hand where she had hit her, caressing her skin so she wouldn't cry so much.

"No slaps, huh?... I can do that, love." She whispered the last part, emphasising it as she pondered the next question.

"And what can I ask of you? Hm... How about..."

The queen brought her lips close again, but before giving another kiss, she changed her mind, biting her lips and turning her face upwards.

"Hm... Oh! I know!... No 'I Quit'."

The blonde heel leaned on one knee. She took Audrey's arm while lifting her chin with her hand. She was possessive and loved to be looked up to.

"It's a move, you know, only it's used to subdue yourself and not the other one. Which is very, very sad..."

The queen jumps up, her skirt flying up, lifts Audrey with the same energy and, with an Irish whip, throws her chest-first into the corner. The queen would run to the opposite corner, crouching down as she took in what she was about to do to Audrey's back.

Then she would sprint towards Audrey's column to tackle her with a Shoulder Thrust! If that impact worked, the blonde would remain there, her shoulder bending Audrey's back inwards. She stepped back, grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her around to rest her back against the corner post. She would hang her arms from the ropes, and with a flying kiss and a wink, she would distance herself again, only to run back from the other corner and repeat the attack, this time directing it at her poor battered abdomen!

Perhaps she has received too many blows by those knees, but one more strike into her belly want hurt, just to keep things in order!

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Fragile was both a perfect and horrible adjective to describe the redhead. By this point, Audrey had a fairly high endurance; it was easy to bend her, but not always as simple to truly break her. She could take quite a lot of abuse, even if she did cry and scream the whole time.

But Gabriel knew just how to handle her. The alternation between painful assaults and pleasurable breaks had left Audrey submissive, with little resistance to speak of. Gabriel to this point had dismantled her effortlessly, like a predator playing with their food and savoring it.

It began to sink in just what Audrey had asked for, far too late; there were a dozen things she'd *not want done to her, but by now Gabriel was already asking for a favor in turn. Audrey couldn't imagine what she had to offer, considering she'd given little offense so far.

"Hm... Oh! I know!... No 'I Quit'."

What?

Audrey was still aware enough to understand that request... but the match required a submission to end! If Audrey couldn't submit... then how could the match end unless she somehow pulled off a miraculous recovery?

The redhead felt herself being lifted again; her chin was tilted upwards, and her body pulled upwards by the arm, allowing her to look up into Gabriel's eyes. And what Gabriel would see in hers was panic.

And then she was heaved to her feet. Audrey barely had time to find her balance before she was pushed forwards, sending her charging across the ring! Her breasts collided violently with the corner post, and only her arms flopping over the top ropes kept her from rebounding onto her back. The wind was knocked out of her chest upon impact, and she was unaware of the sound of footsteps behind her.

And thus, she was stunned by the sudden crash into her back! Her body arched drastically as Gabriel held herself in place, forcing Audrey to bend around her while the rest of her body was crushed against the post. Thankfully, though it lasted longer than expected, Gabriel did not keep her there, instead pulling away and flipping Audrey around. The redhead immediately slumped against the post, her arms still supporting her weight to keep her upright but now with irritated bruises on both her stomach and her back.

Entirely aware of the earlier damage she'd inflicted, Gabriel charged away into the opposite corner before springing forwards toward where she came. With Audrey now back against the post, Gabriel's shoulder collided right into her gut! Audrey's body arched the opposite direction now, bent forwards atop her foe, breasts against Gabriel's back. Tears stained Audrey's cheeks once again, the blow reigniting the agony in her tenderized gut that all those knee strikes had softened her up from!

[Hagen-Autem]

Audrey's back bent under the British spear, used like a dumbbell as Gabriel practiced her lunges. The second Spear was just as powerful, although there was a pause between the two; even so, it was powerful, crushing her abdomen with a relentless shoulder. Forcing her bum into the corner, as her chest pressed against her attacker’s back.

Audrey's moans and breathless whimpers reached her rival, accompanied by tears that moistened the curve of the queen's exposed back, but there was not much mercy Gabbie could offer. Because she was enjoying it.

It was fun to deal with a difficult opponent. Even if Audrey didn’t quite qualify, she liked the expectation of doing something to her that would make up for it later. Like a perversely toxic power game.

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There wasn't much left of Audrey, but at least she could say she had a break between one onslaught and the next. Unfortunately, when the queen decided to give her some space, she only took a step back and lunged again like a piston! Folding her back over her right shoulder, bouncing Ginger's bum off the central padding. Then she repeated the punishment.

She was strong, intense and fast, but the fans noticed that with each impact, Kept her shoulder buried into Audrey longer As if she didn't want to ruin her abs, but rather prevent her from breathing.

Gabriel's plan gave the cameras the pleasure of capturing the redhead's bum bouncing on the corner like a pretty prize.

After so much punishment, the queen decided to turn things around for a new session.

Clasping her hands above her head, she would push Audrey’s body to straighten it against the corner; it would be a gesture identical to lifting her hair.

The queen would take her by the chin.

"No I Quit, right?"

She hummed before kissing her on the cheek. She then moved so close that her chest rested against her rival's. Her hands moved down the contours of the pretty wrestler until they reached her skirt. Her fingers were curious, slipping between the fabric and her skin, grabbing her tightly to lift her up and sit her on top of the corner post.

The crowd whistled, excited by the parade, as if concerned for their star: Audrey. Then Gabriel climbed the corner, standing upright on top of the middle turnbuckle. Both hands grabbed Audrey's head and held it down. And as a sign of defiance, she looked at the crowd, eager to hear some complaint, some plea, some objection that would make her reconsider what she was about to do!

As if there was anyone capable of overcoming her will...

If Audrey was unable to defend herself, Gabriel would put her head between her own legs, then take her arms in a double chicken wing to force her to lift her bum, then simply let go of her arms, as it would be better to lean over the redhead’s back, moulding herself to her pretty back, and surround her soft skin with her fingers, carefully feeling her way down to her hamstrings.

This won’t be a slap, darling~."

Once there, she would do the unthinkable: she would straighten up, carrying Audrey in a package piledriver from the middle rope! Poised to slam her onto the canvas.

Say goodbye, Audrey!"

The madness she was about to commit would begin with a jump, only to land on the canvas in a nosedive—Butt first, with Trovita's psyche between her legs!

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Please note that the move is performed with them facing the audience and the cameras, not facing the inside of the ring.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Trapped in the corner, Audrey's body repeatedly caved in and folded around Gabriel as the blonde battered her with multiple body blows. The bruises there that had begun to turn blue once again took on a reddish hue as her flesh endured the renewed bombardment. Each impact drew a gasp from the redhead, trapped in a vicious cycle of sucking in just enough air to have it forcibly stolen from her. Her cheeks were stained with tears, unable to hold them back from the sheer torment her body was struggling to come to terms with.

Each spear pulled Audrey off her feet, compacting her body enough to bend between the turnbuckle pads. The cameras made sure to capture her skirt flaring each and every time; and each impact seemed to linger longer, as though Gabriel were intentionally trying to prolong the amount of screen time Audrey's booty was given.

Eventually, though - after a length of time that Audrey could not measure but was sure was far too long - Gabriel straightened her out. Her arms were locked above her head; had Gabriel anything solid to pin them against, she surely would have, but holding her fist around the redhead's wrists worked just as well while she was too broken to resist. Meanwhile, Audrey's body protested violently, her battered and bruised abs not taking kindly to being stretched out now, and a long, pained groan of discomfort passed her lips. Her head hung limply from exhaustion, only meeting Gabriel's stare when the blonde gently but forcefully lifted her chin.

"No I Quit, right?"

Audrey scowled at her - or, attempted to, but her expression hardly changed from the pained groans. Those groans shifted briefly into moans as Gabriel leaned into her, their chests pressing and molding around each other, and Gabriel's fingers trailed down her body. Audrey let out another half-moan, half-whimper as Gabriel's hand slid beneath her fabric to grab at her sensitive skin and heave her upwards. Audrey let herself slump into a seated position on the post, knowing she was being set up for something but succumbing to the overwhelming relief of not needing her legs to support her weight.

As Gabriel climbed up in front of her to a chorus of cheers from the crowd, Audrey felt her body being manipulated further. Her head made its was between Gabriel's legs, triggering another groan as the muscles in her stomach compressed again. She whined as her arms were hooked - only to be let go again. But Gabriel had achieved what she'd intended to do, and Audrey was about to pay the price for her apathy.

The blood rushed to her head as Gabriel kept her suspended in mid-air, her ponytail dangling freely and her skirt flipped low by the pull of gravity. And then the rushing of wind would temporarily right the skirt as Audrey and Gabriel came crashing back down! The whooshing of the wind breezed passed her ears as Audrey braced for the collision, making sure not to accidentally bite her tongue.

The pair crashed into the mat hard, and Audrey's vision went black for a moment. When she came to, she still saw stars dancing around her vision. Her world remained upside-down, her body entirely limp in Gabriel's grasp. Her arms flat against the mat, her hair fanned out, and her legs folded over with her skirt flipped, offering the cameras a much brighter view of what lay no-longer hidden underneath. And there the redhead remained, exposed and exhausted, her chest lightly rising and falling with subconscious breaths.

[Hagen-Autem]

There was nothing Audrey could do to stop the inevitable drop, nor any complaint or plea her fans could make to deter her from doing so.

Both girls fell to the canvas. The queen bounced back up, sitting on the mat, and the redhead did the same, but with her head first and between the thighs of that relentless woman.

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Her pelvis suffered the consequences of landing this way, but, in truth, the worst part was for her rival's body: headfirst and her body folded, with her legs pressed against her chest, spread open to her shame. And with the top of her head delivering the most thunderous hammer blow of her career.

Gabriel's first aerial move, and she suffered it with all the trimmings!

If Audrey had seen everything black, Gabriel would have believed it. And to make matters worse, the redhead couldn't sprawl out comfortably on the mat; she had to continue just as she fell: bent over, headfirst and with her legs spread wide open as a prize for her fans. A humiliation that made several people look away, while others decided to immortalise her pose with their phones.

The titantron screens also recorded this; one in particular decided to show how her face was gagged by her own giant breasts and how flaccid she looked. As if she couldn't take it anymore. But Gabriel didn't want to be lenient with her:

The blonde took her arms and pinned them to her sides with a hug.

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Then came the worst: her tongue peeked out again; that cheeky smile at Audrey's fans seemed unassailable, and with a slip, she ran her tongue over the girl's exposed bottom. A second cat-like touch followed, and then a third rub of that muscle, slower and stronger, as if she wanted to reinforce the tackle she had given her.

And the game was just beginning. One taste was not enough for her; like a restless feline, she hesitated between repeating the act on that buttock, or on the other, or in the middle of her knickers, as her gaze rested on that intimate area. True to her carefree style, she finally made up her mind.

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The tip of her tongue slid in between to taste the remnants of Audrey's dignity. Licking her femininity while still dressed, calmly, gently, but with long licks that showed no discretion or respect for her opponent's fighting pride.

No slaps. She thought to herself, shaking her head to straighten up, and then plunging her lips into that clothed pussy to kiss it eagerly, stirring her lips in that place. Pressing so passionately as to make Audrey's legs bend, to see what kind of sounds Trovita could make. If she could even do that...

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

The air in the arena always felt colder than it actually was to Audrey whenever her skirt failed to cover her skin, an observation that the redhead hated that she'd experienced enough to recognize. Tonight was no exception, as she lay there dazed, her body folded in half so that her feet nearly touched the mat by her head. The way her legs were spread left very little to the audience's imagination now, trapped as she was with Gabriel not letting her go even after their cash. From the other end, her breasts were still contained, but were loose enough to come to rest over her mouth with half her body still upside-down. The pain in her neck and shoulders was almost an afterthought to the humiliation she felt... almost. The blow had still rocked her world, her eyes unfocused, leaving her very clearly stunned. Cameras and screens had plenty of time to capture the spectacle without her conscious resistance.

But though she was quite out of it, Gabriel did not want to let her go. Audrey barely recognized as Gabriel collected her arms and pinned them to her sides, keeping her trapped in her awkward, exposed position. Her legs began to squirm, doing little except drawing in further camera flashes.

And those cameras only continued to be pulled out as Gabriel continued her next move. Even in her hazy state, a tingling feeling against Audrey's exposed flesh caught her attention, like something slimy rubbing against her, and not just once.

When Gabriel changed targets, Audrey reacted immediately. A loud moan escaped her lips that she made no attempt at all to obscure. Her entire body trembled at the intimate touch, body wiggling lightly without consciously understanding what she was wiggling against. Also without conscious thought, she attempted to close her legs to shield against the passionate intrusion, but they remained stubbornly pinned to her sides. And with her arms also snared, gentle wiggling was all Audrey could offer as resistance, all while her mouth released a steady stream of pleasured moans.

[Hagen-Autem]

The compassion with which Gabriel appreciated the remnants of Audrey’s dignity was as relaxing as it was exciting. And this display was one from which much could be learned about how to push an opponent who had already given everything.

Her tongue knew no shame—none at all.

Each caress of that flexible and agile muscle, sketched her enemy’s warmth into her knickers, with increasingly strong downward strokes that filled Audrey's hips with subtle tremors, while her legs clamped awkwardly around her captor's face to resist her. Or perhaps it was Gabriel herself putting on a show, moving her legs with her hands for her own fantasy.

It was going well. Gabriel loved the adorable moans of her redhead. Perhaps there was no one left in that head now, but apparently she could still say many things. Thus, the queen looked up to admire her: her breathing, those large breasts she had not yet touched; her fatigue, her clear vulnerability after being pacified with a powerful Avalanche move.

Gabriel couldn’t help herself; she bit Audrey’s lip and threw her full weight on top of her.

The audience howled with excitement.

The Queen leaned on her knees and hands around Audrey's floating bum, arching her back down for a lioness pose over her gazelle. Reinforcing the situation ahead for the poor wrestler below.

Gabriel placed each hand on Audrey's thighs, keeping her bent over with her bum in the air. Her skirt could not defend her rear in any way; it was a feast for the cameras and screens: Audrey was so contorted that her knees touched her shoulders.

The blonde's hands slid down the most sensitive area of those shiny legs to deepen her humiliation. She didn't want to be patient, but she did want to take it slow. She rested her arms on the backs of her new harlequin's knees to keep her trapped like a fly between the legs of a tarantula.

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She was much better off in that position; the blonde; the redhead, perhaps not so much; but being stunned after that Avalanche move might make it less uncomfortable for her.

The blonde lowered her tongue from her smile and descended to kiss her. The stain between Audrey's legs appeared, the queen reneging with her head on that flower and, to top it off, she took her legs, put them against her cheeks and prepared to change the position to one in which Audrey would not moan so loudly.

Gabriel lunged backwards, sitting abruptly on the canvas to taste with grace.

Her own English skirt opened like a tablecloth around her precise hips.

Ginger's tired legs would rest on each of the queen's shoulders; her own back would be lying between Gabriel's legs, who, to top it all off, crossed each leg over each of Audrey's arms so she couldn't escape this so easily. And she continued drinking, licking, sucking, kissing. Loving that flower as if it were a treasure.

The only bad thing for Gabriel at this moment was that she couldn't go too far with Trovita. Because there was no way to cover this girl's femininity if Gabbie decided to move her knickers out of the way. Even so, for a queen there are always ways... to keep winning.

She carried that bum with her hands, holding her hips steady for her dangerous kiss. Every time Gabriel arched forward to sink into her pussy, the poor girl's legs closed, and every time she straightened up, sucking, Audrey's thighs opened for her. It was an exciting tide; unfortunately, the audience couldn't see the wonders that tongue was doing with each wave, they could only assume the stupor of pleasure she was in from Audrey's sounds.

The Royal Viper hoped that her cunnilingus would bring Audrey back to the world of the living, and when that happened, she could continue at this pace until Audrey had the biggest spasm and came, but what would be the point of bringing her to orgasm now? Her opponent hadn't earned it yet. She couldn't say she had won the bet yet.

No slaps...


With a spiral of her powerful tongue, the queen sank her knickers inside Audrey and caressed her insides as if she wanted to bring her to the highest point of climax, drawing out the highest note in her moans, before stealing her boil. Because the queen threw her aside, breaking the cunnilingus, and stunting the path to orgasm.


"Nope."

It was her only excuse for the uncertainty of the fans who were waiting for their favourite redhead to run.

Gabriel ignored them, resting her knees on Audrey's back. She crossed one Audrey's ankle under the opposite knee, then took her other foot. And her neck with her other hand.

Gabriel straightened up on Audrey's back, pulling her throat and feet. Arching her like a canoe!

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"I think I can stretch you a little more before you pass out again, right?" she warned before falling backwards onto the canvas and laying Audrey on her legs! It was an arrow and bow hold, and immediately the queen stretched her thighs upwards to tighten the bow.

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She hoped Audrey was conscious for this, but if not... she could always wait for the shock to bring her to her senses.

"Are you giving up?" she asked, tightening her grip. "If you stop screaming and answer me, it would be very good for your back; I assure you."

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