Ginger Conquest - Audrey Trovita vs Gabriel Vinlee

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Step 1: Not fall for the mind games? Check.
Step 2: Break free of the suffocating pin? Check.

Despite falling behind right from the bell, Audrey was not in the worst position she'd ever been in. Once she'd settled down enough, her sudden surprise coordinated effort to buck Gabriel off her proved successful. Audrey came out of it panting and sweaty, her face a deep red from a combination of the heat of Gabriel's smothering body and the hint of arousal, the fresh air of the arena cool on her warm face. The blonde had gotten quite comfortable in her dominant position, and under other circumstances, Audrey might not have resisted so hard.

Gabriel herself also came away from the surprise decently well off, however. She'd screamed at the sudden forward motion, but she was able to retain her balance as she landed - as well as her hold on Audrey's wrists, keeping them elbows-up at the side of her head. This left the redhead still trapped, despite not having all that extra weight pinning her down.

As such, it left the redhead uncertain as to how to remove herself from Gabriel's trap. She could try yanking her wrists free, but- before she got any further in her thought process, she felt herself rolled onto her stomach, courtesy of Gabriel. If nothing else, this left her no longer looking at the blonde upside-down, but otherwise did little improve her position.

At her comments, Audrey tilted her head with curiosity, like a puppy, while lifting herself up to her knees. "I'm full of surprises. But don't worry, giving up isn't one of them!"

And with that, she yanked her arms hard towards her. She wasn't expecting to break herself free from Gabriel's grip, but if she did, then.. well, she'd be free, and that sure would be nice. But if Gabriel held on, she'd be pulled forwards too - right into Audrey's headbutt!

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel had put a certain amount of effort into making things difficult for Audrey. She liked her energy and wanted to see more of those surprises she had in store.

So when Audrey got down on her knees and pulled her arms back, Gabriel just let her go—lying on her chest, she played along and stretched to conceal her lack of strength and make her look good. She arched upwards, as if she wanted Audrey to do everything. Gabbie ended up kneeling only because she used Audrey as a motor, and even then, she arched playfully her limp body towards her, driven by the grip on Trovita's wrists. However, it wasn't so pleasant for Gabriel in the end, because as soon as she leaned towards Audrey's breasts, ready to use her as a pillow, the redhead arched backwards. For a moment, it seemed as if she was moving away from Gabriel's interests, but then she came back forward with a headbutt!

"UUGH!"

The queen's brow furrowed from the impact as her head bounced back, winking over her shoulders, causing her entire body to follow, arching back flexibly. Her back bent over her legs, raising her bust, which stretched her shirt to its limit, as her back hung on the verge of falling over the canvas. She held herself arched like that only because she was still clinging tenaciously to Audrey's wrists and using her for support. Her golden hair hung like a trail towards the canvas. Her eyes opened, and it was clear that she was processing what had just happened. And she didn't like it.

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The position Gabriel would have been in if she hadn't been holding Audrey's hands:

The headache flooded her, and seeing the world upside down did not improve her current state of mind. She swallowed; the audience could follow the movement of her throat, stretching her choker because every tendon and muscle in your body got to work, and a serious expression devoid of vehemence adjusted the beautiful features of that queen to a more regal, fearsome one. The frown became less pronounced, but no less intimidating.

If Audrey had not been drawn to fall on the queen's chest, so Gabriel would have lifted her head with a blank expression, one that spoke volumes without opening your lips—playtime was over.

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The results of the headbutt were immediate. Stars exploded in Audrey's vision along with the pain, her eyes squeezing shut involuntarily, and she let out a hiss. That was going to leave a lump on her forehead later; she only hoped a bag of ice would reduce the swelling. Mentally, she filed this new information away for later. Lesson learned. No more headbutts.

But for all the recoil, Audrey's attack could be called some measure of success. It had not broken Gabriel's hold on her wrists, but it did knock her back in the direction she had come from, looking just as dazed and stunned as Audrey herself felt. She was on her back, chest sticking up in the air, looking like she'd just been steamrolled by a train. Audrey herself had been yanked forwards by the momentum her attack had created, since Gabriel stubbornly refused to let her wrists go, and had barely managed to keep from flopping forwards entirely. Instead of laying her body on top of Gabriel's, she was knelt just above her, looking down into her face.

But as reality came back into focus, Audrey caught sight of the blonde's expression, and her eyes went wide. It was an expression that said she'd poked the sleeping bear and was about to face the consequences, and Audrey almost immediately attempted to pull back and retreat - except she was still snared by the wrists.

So instead, she did the first thing that came to mind; leaned her head down, closing the gap between them, and planted a kiss on Gabriel's lips!

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel would have expected any response from her opponent, anything, even another crude headbutt, but it would never have crossed her mind that Ginger would dare to take the initiative: her lips met Gabriel's with a little push downwards, joining together comically, forming a kiss that was as intriguing as it was hilarious. And they did not separate.

Trovita was already on top of her, which in itself was a harsh insult to Gabriel's pride, and to make matters worse, she was inches away from giving herself the right to rest her chest on her and settle in however she wanted, even if it was only for a few seconds before dying from the queen's wrath. And did she dare to cross that line?

It was as if Trovita had read the minds of the voyeurs inside the arena and risked everything to surprise the world with that anticlimactic move, delighting them, surprising the others, including the Royal Viper herself in that last group. However, there was no lip movement or any other lewd gesture as part of Audrey's suicidal response. Only the gasp of amazement from the spectators, the referee's wide eyes, and the weight of Audrey herself leaning on the chest of Gabriel, who remains arched over her own legs, cushioning her opponent's weight with her own breasts, crushing her unintentionally.

A blush appeared on the cheeks of the most dangerous woman in Gart's Pub. There was no malice in Trovita's action, nor any other dual purpose that the queen noticed, and it was precisely that innocence that was buying her time.

It's a pity that didn't give her the advantage here—with a blink, the British viper moaned, adapting to the idea. She narrowed her eyelids as a radiant glow escaped from her green eyes. One of her hands finally released Trovita's wrist and fell on her neck, grabbing her with a vice-like grip. Her other hand did the same, but this time it encircled Audrey's head to hold it from behind and immobilise it.

The queen's lips sucked inward before opening and trapping Trovita's, savouring them, kneading them, captivating them. Small moans of approval at their taste flattered Audrey. Her tongue stretched out to cross between them, rubbing the redhead's teeth to ask permission to cross between them and roll with Audrey's tongue. She was gentle, caressing her rival's muscle affectionately, but not taking no for an answer, as her viper-like tongue would surround Audrey's in a constricting embrace, kneading it and subjecting it to her liking, while her lips sucked delicately, caressing the redhead's mouth as if it were a sweet to be devoured, and loving her opponent as if she had to charm her. Which is what she really wants to achieve.

Gabriel was going to immortalise that kiss in a way that would leave Audrey dreaming about her.

In other circumstances, she would have thrown Trovita away, or worse, punished her in an exemplary manner so that she would never do that again. But tonight, just because her theft felt innocent and not opportunistic, the queen was being lenient with her retaliation. And she would remain so, as long as Audrey's hands did not try to take the privilege of touching the queen's Olympian body.

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In truth, the kiss had been an improvised and hasty reaction, a desperation tactic to try to take advantage of Audrey's temporary dominant position. There was no desire behind it, no real thought at all in fact, not this time. It was a surprise factor that would buy her time at best. How she would follow it up was the important step, and she had to think quickly.

As the seconds dragged on, a blush formed on Gabriel's cheeks, and Audrey's scrambled thoughts began to sort themselves as she realized her distraction was working! She was still in a rather advantageous position, with Gabriel's legs still folded underneath herself and Audrey atop her to offer little room to rise. And then she moaned.

Without breaking the kiss, a smile began to form on Audrey's lips. Had she just discovered a weakness she could exploit?

Doubt began to creep in moments later as a hand found her neck, none too gently, drawing out a moan of surprise. Gabriel's other hand snaked around her head, pulling her even deeper into the kiss - not the reaction Audrey had expected at all! The redhead let her body relax, sinking down so she was fully lying chest-to-chest on top of the blonde woman, her own frame squishing against her opponent's, and her ponytail hanging down the side of her face, beside Gabriel's, fanning out loosely on the mat below.

And then Audrey felt Gabriel's lips working against her own, finally responding with action rather than surprise. Audrey was out of time to think, and with Gabriel's hand on her head, she was already stuck! She attempted to work some magic with her lips, but Gabriel seemed determined to control the kiss. Her tongue pushed passed Audrey's lips into her mouth, and it was there that the redhead herself began to blush, realizing now that she was in trouble, her hasty and not-very-well-thought-out plan rapidly backfiring! Gabriel's tongue wrapped around hers possessively, and every motion the redhead made only seemed to play into her foe's motion instead.

Audrey let out a proper moan now, her eyes halfway sliding closed as Gabriel took her over. Her hands, previously palm-down against the mat at the sides of Gabriel's head for support, slid closer, one on each side of Gabriel's head, fingers combing into her blonde hair. With no manual support, gravity fully pulled the redhead's weight down on Gabriel. One hand gently slid down her neck, fingers delicately tracing her skin down to her shoulder. It was clear that, while Audrey was on top, she was not the one in control of herself anymore.

[Hagen-Autem]

The queen won the bet very quickly, sapping Audrey's will with her most seductive and tenacious lascivious spell. The poor cheerleader was a butterfly being enveloped in a black widow's web, and the fans could only gasp, knowing that this couldn't be so great for Audrey Trovita. Still, they enjoyed the view, as spellbound by what they saw as Trovita herself was by what she felt—for every sign of resistance, a new strand wrapped around her mouth to numb it and sink her deeper and deeper into her lip hold.

The redhead no longer seemed able to say no to those lips, relaxing, leaning every muscle of her body against Gabriel's, moulding herself to her, to her shape, to her subjugating power; turning more and more into a submissive harlequin in favour of suffering more of Gabriel's skill. The audience just begged for her to get out of that situation; nothing good could come of her continuing to receive more from Gabbie, and Audrey reacted, seemingly languidly, her hands sliding down her opponent's head, taking it to fit together better and receive more from her mouth. The non-consensual touch made the queen more intense, moving her lips more forcefully, enhancing the caresses of her tongue, but without ruining the massage she was giving those poor, noisy lips.

She had increased the intensity because she thought there was still resistance in Audrey, but perhaps she had been mistaken, so she relaxed the kiss. Although Gabriel's nerves were on edge as she felt those hands run from the sides of her golden head to her shoulders. Although it seemed to her that Audrey wanted just more of that lustful nectar, as she made no other movement, and so the Queen just carried on, she was not going to mitigate out of pity for her—sucking cautiously, drank from Audrey's lips as if they were the entrance to an intoxicating but limited fountain that would soon run dry, and the Royal Viper did not want it to end. She slipped one of her hands between Audrey's shoulder and one of her hands, intertwining their fingers, and used her other hand to lift herself off the canvas. This left Audrey's head free to move to the rhythm of the kisses.

Although the queen's head had also begun to rock forward as she recovered, emulating intense licks inside Trovita's mouth, long and appetising. The queen's body trembled as she tried to get up discreetly, arching her back forward as if it were part of the entertainment. Rhythmically and in sync, her tongue rubbed its tip against Audrey's tongue, massaging it as their bodies settled.

With each delicate push, the kiss slowed, calling Audrey to ask for more, as they both got down on their knees. If Gabriel managed that advance, then she would grab Audrey's other hand and raise her arms above both of them while her mouth continued to leave her opponent's on the ropes. If Audrey couldn't stop this from happening, the queen would continue to lick her with that kiss, pushing her with her chest as her kiss became more of a cyclical invasion of her tongue into Audrey's mouth, arching the ginger little by little until she was bent in the same way Gabriel was, and of course, with Gabriel on top, devouring her.

She sought to hypnotise her every time she entered her mouth, every time...

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[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Audrey was indeed spellbound by the magnificent work Gabriel was putting in on her. The kiss was dominant, but not in a threatening way. It was calm, gentle but forceful, taking control and drawing out Audrey's submissive side in a way that her opponents rarely achieved - with affection over power. And it certainly had the redhead drowning in the haze, any resistance she offered being weak and half-hearted at best, and growing ever weaker the further her mind sank into the quicksand that was Gabriel's offense.

As such, it was a side of her not often seen by her fans - their firecracker leaning into the trap as though she was enjoying it! Some rebelled, knowing she was only sinking deeper and deeper into the pit Gabriel was digging for her, yet others (the more depraved along them) cheered the display, glad to see her on the wrong side of a different kind of dominance.

The redhead's heart beat picked up speed, her mouth subconsciously slackening to allow Gabriel's tongue even easier access and movement, her own tongue poking and prodding each time it felt like Gabriel might be drawing away, only to come back even more forcefully. Audrey's eyes closed and her body trembled lightly, heating up from the sensations beginning to overwhelm her. Her breathing was getting deeper as well, having to inhale through her nose alone with her mouth no longer her own right now. Each breath pushed her chest harder into the blonde's, the friction working to warm her up even faster.

And then Gabriel did relax, and Audrey immediately moaned in protest; she attempted to wrap her tongue around Gabriel's, hoping to coax a return to that previous level of passion, even as she could practically feel her energy being drained right out through her lips.

The blonde laced their fingers together and began to shift, their bodies rubbing together and causing Audrey to gasp lightly and moan in response. Gabriel's tongue resumed teasing her as the pair repositioned to their knees, with Audrey much too far gone to protest. If Gabriel wanted to get more comfortable, then Audrey would happily oblige, so long as the affection kept coming.

She welcomed it when Gabriel snared her other hand above her head and leaned into her, gently beginning to lower them to the mat again, this time with Audrey on her back. The redhead submissively moaned with anticipation, allowing her body to be guided down and contorted, until she was in the same exact position as her partner had been moments before. Audrey hadn't felt this good in a long time; not since Bailey had treated her so well during their shower match. That had been the most heated match of the redhead's career, and she craved more of that, that desire to be wanted, needed, so desperately that she had already completely surrendered herself to Gabriel's control.

[Hagen-Autem]

The queen achieved her goal; she was now on top, contorting her rival's body backwards, bending her over her legs with kisses.

Gabriel continued to massage Audrey's mouth with her lips in a kiss that continued to make the spectators blush—her bottom rose, lifted in front of the fans' view, her skirt barely doing its job here, revealing part of what was underneath, that which was cinched by those designer shorts, showing off her perfect, toned, curvy shape.

Her chest pressed against the redhead's, cushioning some of her weight on the contorted Ginger as her hands pinned Ginger's against the canvas. The kiss slowly faded until it became only very feline licks of her tongue with Audrey's, and inside this firecracker's mouth. Finally, the kiss would die; her tongue would slowly disengage in a final dance with Audrey's, saying goodbye with a bright look and a pleased, dominant smile.

She tucked her tongue back into her own mouth, swallowing it behind her perfect teeth. The queen spoke, following the emotion she had planted in Audrey so as not to arouse suspicion.

"Now, shall we continue with the match?"

Her hips would mount Trovita's pelvis, embracing her with her bare thighs. She began to rub against her, rocking back and forth while looking shamelessly to the sides, knowing full well what she was about to do to seal her dominance on her gal: Gabriel curved her back down perfectly, and devastating for those with heart problems, obscuring Trovita's facial features with her chest.

She brushed the tip of Trovita's nose with her shirt. There was no malice in that pose either... not until her weight collapsed completely on Trovita, stretching their arms forward as she closed off all airways to Audrey's lungs.

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Bliss did not accurately describe the state Audrey was in. It did not occur to her in the slightest that she was willingly setting herself up for submission - how could she when she could think of nothing but being given more? Her lips would follow wherever Gabriel's would lead, and if that happened to be on her back with her legs awkwardly bent, so be it.

She nearly squealed when Gabriel's chest pressed down into her own, her hands pinned above her head. The anticipation was overwhelming... until it wasn't. Gabriel's tongue began to back off, and Audrey hoped it was just one of those fake-outs; she prodded and rubbed with her own to signal that she could handle more. But she only continued to slow down, until finally Audrey felt the tongue leave her lips, leaving her breathless below the blonde.

"Now, shall we continue with the match?"

Audrey simply blinked up at her in mild confusion, her mind playing catch-up to her predicament. Being reminded that she was in the ring and not the bedroom jogged her memory though; were she not already blushing from the deep kiss, her embarrassment would have done the job.

That blush would not leave as Gabriel mounted her, her hips rolling slowly against the redhead, and too late Audrey realized what was coming - a second dose of breasts in her face! It had started sensual enough, just as her response to Audrey's kiss had been. Perhaps Audrey might not have resisted had she not been reminded where she was.

But knowing and being able to do something about it were two different things. With her arms stretched over her head, there was little she could do to react save for squirming beneath her foe. As she found herself struggling to breathe with her face covered, her body rocked side to side, hoping to either throw Gabriel off or reverse their positions entirely.

What were the odds Gabriel would fall for the same trick twice? Although, with her legs still bent at that awkward angle and Gabriel's weight pinning her down, Audrey wasn't going to have the same leverage to simply buck her off this time...

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel wasted no time. She had played around a little to distract Audrey. It was merely a ploy before crushing her contorted body with her own, immobilising her in that uncomfortable position, while her chest covered her face, enveloping her like a warm, waterproof blanket, quickly cutting off her harlequin's air supply.

Her partner tried to shake herself free, shaking her head, trying to get her off somehow, but Gabriel was already in control. Calmly, she arched her back further, pushing Trovita's arms forward as her abdomen rose, leaving only Audrey's stomach; her breasts rubbing against her face as she did so. She crossed Trovita's hands under her head and then lifted her own hips even higher, letting her full weight fall on Audrey's nose.

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The view from behind the girls was projected on the titantron screens; the arena, for a moment, ignored the suffering of a firecracker in favour of fanservice. Gabriel's thighs, tense and every muscle bulging, were visible through her skin as her tendons tightened between her thighs. But the mesmerising pose would not last forever, as the queen brought them back to the match by dropping her pelvis onto Audrey's abdomen, applying a hip drop.

The smother would be broken by this attack, but the queen didn't mind delaying her opponent's loss of consciousness. Interested in this game, she would repeat that hip drop a second time. Ending each fall with an entertaining vertical split.

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Please only take into account the idol's split hip drop, not the rest of the performance.

"Let's distract you a little, shall we? So you'll stop denying me."

She dropped her pelvis a third time, a fourth time, even a fifth time! She rubbed her hips on top of her abdomen so that Ginger would not get her hopes up for an end. The Queen would encircle her sides with her knees and overlap Audrey's airways again with her bust. Assuming that she would no longer be able to resist the inevitable.

"Now, just let yourself go~. I promise to take good care of your body."