Redhead Redemption? Domino vs. Miss Fortune

[CyanDimitrik]

Each reaction to the belly-shots was encouraging, urging him to keep drilling into her core. And that was just what he was doing as he ground his fist into the pit of her stomach, twisting against her abs in hopes of weakening her.

Suddenly, she's saying something that he doesn't quite get. Count what? Her hands grasp onto his head, and suddenly her pretty face is invading his vision. Brow clashes to brow, and the young model staggers back from her with a yelp. His hands lift to his head, turning away from her. His hands cover his face, eyes squeezed shut while the sudden burst of aching pain gradually subsides.

"Madison!," he shouts back at her, annoyed. "Nobody wins with a headbutt!"

[RiotGrrl]

The headbutt took a lot out of Madison, she stumbled back and clutched her head but thankfully it seem to hurt Domino also. Normally it wasnt a move she would do, but she needed a break or the male wrestler would steamroller the redhead. As she saw the rage response from Domino, she recognised it. Madson rolled her eyes and quickly made her way over to Domino who covered his face

"Awww sorry lover, that was a lame movie, but you know what cures a headache right?"

With that she grabbed him and pulled on the back of his head, hoping that he would uncover his face. Miss Fortune would try to place his face deep between her large breasts looking for a standing smother. She arched back to further the depth he could plunge and smirked

"Thats it lover, just stay there and shhhhh... Let Madison take you down to the canvas"

[CyanDimitrik]

Was Domino actually angry? Why, of course not. But is it more fun to behave angrily in a case like that? Definitely. It's more entertaining for the audience, gives Maddy something the play with, and keeps him from looking like he's going too easy on the girl. Not that the headbutt was remotely fake, of course, nor that he had any intention of wearing kidgloves with her.

His hands are pulled from his face, and he has only a second to try to process what she's doing. But in short order, he's yanked in, face plunging against the welcoming curves of her breasts. He lets out a startled groan, arms flailing out to either side as he struggles to.. well, not breathe yet, that isn't an issue, but finding the will to pull away certainly is. And as she arches her back, he's embedded more firmly within the warmth of her breasts. His hands move in, setting lightly to her waist as the standing submission-of-sorts carries on.

Is this still wrestling? Is this legal? Domino hasn't a clue. It's the first time anyone's pulled something like this on him in the ring, and he genuinely doesn't know how to react to it. Well, other than the subtle, but distinct nuzzling he's giving her in that position.

[RiotGrrl]

With the smother locked on, Miss Fortune was in her element. This is what she did best, many people had fallen to the breasts of Madison, both professionally and personally. She threw her head back and laughed as Domino nuzzled. Miss Fortune decided to play with her prey and lifted his head free to allow some valuable breath, then she would plunge him back into the warm darkness of her DD cups.

Whilst distracting her rival, Miss Fortune would try to adjust position and slink a leg behind the right leg of Domino. If it went undetected she was planning to thrust forward and take Domino down to the canvas, where Miss Fortune would land on top of him. Breasts on his face, her abs pressed to his, legs either side in a full body pin attempt.

The crowd would appreciate a move and Miss Fortune would be sure to let Domino know of his predicament.

"You could just tap out and make this easier lover, I am sure I can reward you.... somehow?"

With that she would adjust to grind against him a little

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino accepts the gasp of clear breath when he got it, and started to protest, only to find himself shoved back into the girl's breasts. "Mnf!" His ability to see is certainly impeded by the fair skin surrounding him, so the leg sneaks in quite subtly. The young model finds himself planted squarely on the mat on his back, landing with a grunt into her bosom.

Now feeling her bodyweight pressing down over him adds another level of sensuality to the hold. Promises of more to come makes submitting to her terribly tempting. His back arches, pressing his sleekly-toned abs tight to hers in return, shifting to return the grind she begins subconsciously. His hips push upwards into hers, easily feeling her with only the thin material of his trunks and her bikini bottoms keeping them separate.

The referee-girl drops beside the pair, somewhat uncertain. Does she count a pin? Does she check for submission? It seems she errs on the side of the latter, as Domino lifts his left hand, fingers tapering flat. He looks like he might be about to submit to Miss Fortune here and now, that he might begin fluttering his hand against her ribs in a tapout! His other hand remains against her waist, fingers digging into her a little.

The anticipation in the audience builds, the referee watching that hand keenly!

[RiotGrrl]

The sly move worked and Miss Fortune managed to take the male wrestler down. Now he was in trouble, now the New Yorker had managed to even up the score and worst of all, he was firmly in the domain of Madison! As the ref checked and let the hand drop, she bent forward to kiss him on the head, her soothing words adding to the sense of helplessness with her large breasts smushed on his face

"Shhhh just go to sleep lover...."

As the ref was about to let Domino's hand drop for the final time, the redhead lifted up and let him free of the fleshy prison. She even gently slapped his face to bring him around.

"Nah, you arent going to lose that way mister..... "

There was a glint in her eye, that did not spell a good time for Domino. She looked at the ref and nodded and then shuffled forward, crawling up his body so she could sit right on his face, burying the man's features deep in her crotch for a trademark front facesit. She placed her hands on her hips and looked down at the face framed between her thighs

"I told you it would end this way lover, now be a good boy and please me!"

Such a humiliating way of speaking to Domino. She was cocky, arrogant and full of herself. It was such a sloppy pin that Domino had his hands free. The ref dropped and slapped for ONE!

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino was holding on, taking what gasps he could, but feeling himself starting to fade. And just when it seemed like it could've been a clear win for Madison, with the model slumped and supine just for her pleasure, the pressure is relieved! Revitalized, the model takes in a deep breath of air and blinks those amethyst eyes rapidly.

The redhead comes into focus above him, his cheeks flush, even before the light smack that earns a grunt and eye-squint. "That was just dirty," he admonishes, though the bemused smile on his face and tone of voice betray him. He enjoyed it. Who wouldn't? "And what way did.. you.. have.. mnph!"

The question was answered before he could even fully vocalize it, the girl's hips pressing squarely against his mouth and nose. His hands quickly move to her thighs, every little squirm and thrash he attempts causing him to nuzzle hard between her thighs. He isn't even mad at the situation. The fact is, he rather likes getting the girl worked up, and this feels like a direct way of doing that. And the feel of her smooth thighs at either side of his face isn't an unwelcome feeling. What he doesn't care for is the incessant referee starting the pin count!

"TWO!," she counts.

With a growl directly against her crotch, Domino twists to thrust his left arm into the air to raise a shoulder!

The referee flails, indicating only a two-count! No fall!

From there, Domino's hands place against Madison's stomach and yank, attempting to pull her backwards while his knees thrust up to ram into her back! Hopefully that'll be enough to dislodge the girl!

[RiotGrrl]

Miss Fortune was in her element, she had Domino pinned down and smothered, and by the feel of his breaths and cries, she was loving it! The redhead slid her hands down to cradle his head, casually stroking and running her fingers through his hair, rather than pull or look to hurt the male wrestler, this was soothing, even appreciation. With the count reaching TWO, Madison grinned and purposely humped her hips to a beat just to rub in her victory. Her mind cast back to their previous match and she commented

"I think this makes it even now right?"

She closed her eyes and the passion rose within her, biting her lip she gasped and waited for the third count, but she was suddenly jolted. Madison opened her eyes and saw Domino had broken the pin.

Now her mood turned from lust to anger.

"What the fuck!? Why the hell would you kick out you stupid idiot. Ugh you are... guys have paid lots to have me do this and you avoid it??!!"

The anger meant that she was lost in the red mist. Domino easily dislodged her from his chest and face

"AGGHHH!"

Madison got off and stayed on all fours just away from Domino, one hand on her back, her forehead against the canvas and her peachy bottom stuck in the air as she tried to deal with the pain in her back

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino rolls over onto all fours, smirking over at her. "Don't pay someone.. for what they're willing to do.. for free.." He shoots her a wink. He knows she wants him. It's a powerful weapon to wield, but in a case like this, it swings both ways. If he didn't want her, the previous attacks wouldn't have worked quite so well. But he's enjoying this little reunion of theirs. Even if she seems irritated.

Seeing her stunned with her cute rear in the air, Domino lifts to his full height. He suddenly drops to his knees, effectively mounting the girl's rear with his thighs at either side of hers. His arms wrap around the girl's belly, and he begins squeezing in against her previously-punched abs in a reverse bearhug. His head tucks in beside hers, his warm breath washing over her shoulder. His hips dig in a little against her backside, his chest bearing heavily into her back to try to keep her huddled low and defenseless.

"You seem to have a thing for suggestive positions," he purrs to her playfully. The arms grip tighter into her gut, enjoying the feel of her belly crushing in his arms. His hips give a teasing little roll against her rear. "Thought you might enjoy this one!"

[RiotGrrl]

As Miss Fortune stayed on her front, she rued the fact that she couldnt pin her male rival, however what she didnt bank on was how strongly he came back at her. She found herself all wrapped up and lifted. It drew a grunt as all the air came from the redhead, she squirmed and groaned her hands coming to paw at Domino's thick arms but to no avail, she wasnt getting free!

The redhead could feel the sensation of Domino up against her and it made her breathe heavier

"You are... gonna *uughh* regret this!"

Trying to sound as tough as possible but failing, Miss Fortune noticed that the were close to the corner. Rather than throw her head back to headbutt the model again she managed to increase her squirming so that she could get her boots up against the turnbuckle pads. Miss Fortune took a massive risk by bending her legs and kicking off suddenly, looking to take Domino backward and down to the canvas. If the model realised, it could easily turn into a suplex and put the New Yorker into real trouble!