Torture Rack Match - VIP vs. Lynn Locke

[Dubski]

VIP looked very curiously at Lynn as she was digging into her hoodie. What a juvenile article of clothing. She wouldn't be caught dead wearing it. But then Lynn came to her presenting a notebook and pen to her. It took every fiber in her not to just start laughing uproariously at how pathetic this display was, but she somehow kept it in as Lynn asked for an autograph.

Vanessa smirked and then took the pen and notebook delicately, then placed it gently on the mat in her corner. "Lynn, dear. You can't just ask me for a favor before you've done anything to deserve it. Especially when I clearly asked of you to prove that you truly wanted to be my little plaything, and you didn't even do that. You should ask me after that match, Lynn. And instead, just do what I ask of you until then. And prove your obedience." The response was far kinder than any response VIP had probably given to most people, entirely because she liked the position she was in and wanted to continue to earn her easy win without Lynn suddenly gaining a backbone.

[LunaxUwU]

“Oh r-right.” Lynn said. Her voice quivered as she sank down to her knees obediently. Her eyes staring into VIP’s piercing gaze as she wrapped her arms around her leg and rested her cheek on her thy.

She didn’t know why she was being so submissive. It went against her entire character as a wrestler and as a person, but. VIP was like no wrestler she had ever faced. The most cold, dominant, and beautiful woman Lynn had ever seen.

The word “Star struck.” Came to mind and it was simply because she had never fought someone so worthy or respect and capable of taking it if it wasn’t immediately given.

[Dubski]

An incredulous look slipped on VIP's face as she looked out at the crowd as if to go 'seriously?' when Lynn had wrapped herself around her leg. She shook her head out of the shock of how pathetic her opponent looked and then reached down, taking her by the hair firmly and took a step away from Lynn and then gave her hair a yank, attempting to force the girl onto her face, or her hands and knees if she was quick enough.

"That's enough of all of that. So, how do you want this to go then?" asked Vanessa looking back down at her 'opponent'."Do you want to just get strapped in now or do you need a little foreplay first? I'm not picky. We have all night, and if you're fortunate, even longer than that," stated Price plainly, just keeping a hold of Lynn's hair as she waited for an answer.

[LunaxUwU]

Lynn squeaked as her hair was harshly grabbed once again and she was yanked to the mat. Her face was pressed to the canvas as she squirmed uncomfortably. “Mmh. Mhmm mhmm.” She said her words garbled by the canvas as she spoke. Her hands by her sides.

This couldn’t be going worse for Lynn and she had no idea how to even recover. Many in the audience were already writing her off and she felt their sneers at how pathetic she was.

She had hoped to simply make it through this match with some hard fought dignity even if she did lose but it seemed this one sided affair was going to continue until Vanessa felt like ending it.

Her cheeks were bright red as tears began to stream from her eyes at the absolute humiliation she was experiencing at this woman’s hand.

How could she comeback? Was it even possible to put up a fight?

[Dubski]

Vanessa I. Price stared down at Lynn before letting out a sigh of annoyance, pulling her back up by her hair. "I see you are in no situation to make a decision here, and I am not about to have you crying all over me like some kind of child, Lynn. Let's grow up a bit and I'll make the call to toy with you until I get tired before putting you on the rack. How does that sound?" asked VIP, smirking as she leaned down to face Lynn closer "After all, that's what you wanted, right? For me to have my way with you? I wouldn't want to deprive you," added the blonde.

She would then move to take Lynn by her hand to try lifting her to her feet. If she could do that much, Vanessa would then duck under her arm and slip behind her to lock in a hammerlock in one fluid motion, not enough to hurt Lynn, but only enough to snugly press herself against the girl and use her free hand to fondle her breast over her outfit. She figured she could just start her playing a little calmly just to see how Lynn might react.

[LunaxUwU]

Lynn felt herself yanked to her feet by her hair. Her tears continued to sniffle but tried to pull herself together as the hammerlock was suddenly applied.

She cried out more in shock than pain as it seemed only to force closeness rather than hurt.

Her eyes continued to widen as she suddenly felt the woman begin to grope her smaller breast over her costume. She let out a lewd moan that surprised her. She even brought a hand to her mouth to cover it to keep another from escaping.

“Y-Yes Mrs.Price.” She stammered staring at the ground her pale cheeks continuing to remain flushed with shame.

“H-have your..Have your way with..” She seemed to be struggling to finish her sentence as her inner pride grappled with her secret desire to be dominated. After humiliating and defeating so many foes she just couldn’t seem to pull herself together.

This woman was in her head and playing with her like no other foe ever had and she couldn’t understand why.

Why her heart beat out of her chest at the woman’s touch. Why her eyes could stare into her soul, and why did Lynn let her. No one had Lynn’s number like this woman and it terrified and aroused her at the same time.

[Dubski]

VIP smirked as Lynn seemed like she wanted her to just do whatever she pleased, putting up no resistance. "Lynn, you're doing a good job... but I'm not getting the sense that you're liking this nearly as much as you should." Vanessa said the words with a satisfied grin, torquing the hammerlock a little bit more and beginning to grind her hips against Lynn's backside.

"Could you be a dear and show me how much you're liking this?" requested Price. The blonde would then slip her hand underneath Lynn's and then began to fondle her breasts from underneath her outfit, starting to take extra attention on her nipple, playing and gently pinching it as she continued to grope her. She was thrilled to be able to toy with the girl in this way, and she was eager to see just how submissive Lynn Locke would be.

[LunaxUwU]

She jumped slightly as the hammer lock was tweaked, but before she could protest she felt the grind of the beautiful blondes hips on her back side causing her blush to intensify and her mouth to close.

This silence was abandoned however as she felt her foe begin to slide her hand under her outfit.

“M-Mrs.Price...” She whispered like a bitch in heat. Her soft moan escaped her mouth as her nipples were shown extra attention.

Her touch was like electricity coursing up through her spine causing her back to arch involuntarily and consequently cause the grinding VIP was already doing on her back side to only increase in its pleasure by pushing back into it.

“Y-You...Your..P-Perfect..” Lynn whispered. A little drool leaked from the corner for her gaping mouth as tears of shame began to spring anew.

[Dubski]

Vanessa smirked as Lynn was falling directly into her sensual grasp. The submissive girl now calling her perfect of all things, a word that made Price beam happily. "Oh, I am perfect, aren't I? What a nice compliment. I think I should reward you for that, Lynn..." said the fashionista before giving Lynn's breast a final sensual squeeze before releasing the hammerlock and turning Lynn's face to face her own.

VIP would then give Lynn a deep, rough, and forceful kiss, drilling her tongue into the girl's mouth. It would be a reward that she felt that little Lynn would enjoy, she thought, while still dominating her. As she did this, she would turn Lynn around and reach around to squeeze the girl's ass as she did so, adding onto the intense pleasure.

[LunaxUwU]

“Y-Yes Mrs. Price..” She stammered our as she was suddenly realized from the hold only to be taken by VIP’s soft lips. She moaned into her foes mouth as she felt Vanessa’s younger still into her mouth forcefully.

She began to struggle as her air began to grow short spots began to dance in front of her eyes as she felt Prices arms wrap around her holding her in place like a vice.

She let out a moan of pleasure despite this fact as she felt Vanessa’s hand squeeze her ass.