Change of Fortune - Miss Fortune vs Drake "Domino" Vyril

[RiotGrrl]

Madison cranked on the scissors just to keep the man subdued, whilst she certainly had powerful thighs, the struggles and consequent rubbing against her crotch made her purr just enough to let Domino know that she was enjoying the moment. Looking down at his reddening face, Madison bit her lip as she gave him a final squeeze. She didnt want to know him out by any means, the redhead had a far more devious plan in mind. Her fingers were uncomfortable and she winced, taking time to admonish him as he gurgled out a response

"Nope, I prefer my men like this..."

The New Yorker would release the man and immediately attempt to scurry forward on her hands and knees so she could climb over Domino before he could react. If she was successful, she would reach for his left leg and try to haul it upwards, securing it under her armpit. By the same movement she spread her thighs to straddle the mans chest and plant her plump bottom not on Domino's face, although every instinct was telling her to do that so he was close to her excitement, but on his upper chest, so she could teasingly let her cheeks snuggle up against his chin. She was attempting to pin him and make the man sweat a little more with the notion he may well lose this match.

Just to add a little more spice, due to the position of his legs, his package was exposed to her. Madison would let her right hand just brush down his thigh and come to rest on his manhood, as if by accident. She didnt squeeze, or bat it or do anything to hurt Domino, this was a pure gesture to get inside his head. With the pin secure, she would glance over her shoulder and flash him a smile

"Now this is how I like my men... and thats ONE!"

Madison started the count. She didnt pin the mans arms or hands down, as the match had taken a more playful mood, with each trying to out excite the other, but she still knew Domino would feel how damp she was against his chiseled chest and abs

[CyanDimitrik]

The pressure is getting to be quite a bit too much, but Domino isn't ready to submit. He doesn't think submitting is even something they can do, thanks to the stipulations they've applied to their match. And then the position is suddenly abandoned! Domino's head thumps unceremoniously onto the mat, eyes goggling out briefly, before sharply refocusing when she plops her basically-nude rear on him. Right under his chin. No doubt there are plenty of guys who are into that. Domino is not one of them.

"Mnf!," he protests, head turning. His leg is seized and pulled up, taking away his lower balance. And though he recognizes this is the setup to a pin, his willingness to immediately squirm and buck is sapped by a sudden, jolting sensation of her hand touching his form through his trunks. Eyes widen and he freezes, not even hearing the one-count. All at once, the fact that Madison is an attractive, flirty girl is at the forefront of his mind, canceling out everything else just yet.

She looks down at him, and she's met with a deer-in-headlights look from her opponent, his mind all but visibly racing and trying to process his next move. She'll no doubt feel the effect of her hand being on him, his chest rising and falling faster, more heavily beneath her hips.

[RiotGrrl]

The redhead minx was well aware of the effect her body had on men, or all shape and sizes. Not least when she had her plump bottom virtually smushing their face under her weight, however Madison was also acutely aware that Domino for the time being was a taken man. It still didnt stop thoughts driven by lust racing through the girls head, not least with her no so accidental palm on his manhood. As she flicked her hair back to look at the man and count the pin, she saw the reaction and it made her grin. For a brief second she had total power over him and she loved every bit of it. As her hand wondered his manhood she could feel it bulge in reaction to her soft touch

"Ahhhhh looks like I found your weak spot... and thats TWO!"

The shocked look and the motion of his chest got the wheels turning in her head. Madison decided if this was to be a more sensual match, she could do a hell of a lot more than try something as obvious as a facesit. In a swift motion she would let go of his leg and push it back down to the canvas, at the same time she would attempt to swivel around and change up her position to get Domino in a schoolgirl pin so she was straddling his chest. Madison would place her hands at the sides of Domino's head and look down at him for a moment, with a playful wink to reassure him something far more enjoyable was coming up. Unless he reacted and broke free Madison would slide back along his body almost like a stripper. She stretched her legs out so her thighs eventually met his, dragging her damp crotch from his chest, to his taut abs and finally coming to rest against his bulging manhood. She purred as she felt it press against her thinly covered wet sex and settled her entire 130lbs weight on him, converting the schoolgirl pin into a full body pin.

Madison would squirm slightly biting her lip and she flicked all her hair to the side, letting it brush his face momentarily before she locked eyes on his. Her arms rested on his well built chest, evenly spread so that the was as little compression on his pecs as possible. She was virtually nose to nose with him and she continued

"I'm counting that as THREE tiger!"

Her words dripped with lust as she taunted the bigger wrestler, looking to use all her feminine charms to distract and control him. However, Madison had forgotten one key fact amid their play. This was still a wrestling match and she had done nothing to secure his arms or hands, nor had she hooked his legs.

[CyanDimitrik]

This is something Domino wasn't anticipating. He'd only intended on wrestling the girl, getting some training, maybe even helping her train and improve! And now, things have taken a very, very different turn. His leg is shoved down to the mat, his mind now racing in a different direction to try and work out what's happening - slowed down by sheer, even morbid curiosity.

She's about-faced and mounted him. He expects the schoolgirl pin to be her ultimate goal, but it isn't. She's sliding her hips down over him, scooching until that delectable contact is made, his teased manhood pressed against her crotch. Now face to face with her, feeling her scantly-clad body resting over his, his heated breath mingling with hers. His hips instinctively lift, pushing tighter between her legs.

The bite to her lip, the whisk of her hair, the feel of her body against his, that sensual lower contact - Madison is hitting all the right seductive notes, and it's a profound struggle. Were this a normal match and the referee a forgiving sort, he'd have already been pinned, he realizes. It'd have been the easiest victory anyone has ever scored on him.

It's to a ten count. He prepared for this.

He swallows hard, his eyes locked to hers, and his hands move to her waist. His body thrusts suddenly to the side, attempting to roll the two over! The intention is to stop the momentum with himself atop her, switching things up! But rather than simply lying on her, his hands will go for her wrists to hold down to the mat at either side of her head. His hips will still be locked tight to hers, abs to abs, chest to breasts, and face to face.

"One..," he whispers.

[RiotGrrl]

Madison couldnt help but feel Domino's happiness at the position. She was doing her level best to tease him into submission, ready for the pin. Whilst this had been planned as a more serious match, things just organically shifted to something suitable to the bedroom. Not that Madison minded, Domino was hot and she was very attracted to him. As she pinned him down, eyes locked on his, and with her body pressing as much as possible against his frame, she was about to count again and the man shifted

"Wha....OH!"

The cute little yelp of surprise came from Madison's lips now as she was rolled. On her back she blinked for a moment and then Domino rolled on top of her. She immediately felt his weight and the power to reverse the pin. It turned her on so much. Now his abs and chest pressed on hers, now his package teasingly pushed against her sex. She groaned with delight and in her head was urging him to enter her, had they been on a bed, she would have purposely wiggled her legs free and scissored his waist, to thrust herself up against him, but for now she was happy to let the man pin her down.

Then Domino did something that drove her wild. Just as a look or the feel of someones hair, a sound, can all trigger desire and excitement, the way Domino reached to pin her hands down, sent shivers down her spine. She squirmed and arched her back, pressing up into him and flashed him a glance. Almost in a mock panic, she glanced left and right at her hands, weakly trying to force them free. She didnt want that at all but she didnt want to let Domino know that right there and then, she was completely at his mercy.

Shifting her gaze back to him, she was wide eyed, lust was overtaking her body and their faces were virtually touching. Madison did something instinctual, perhaps forbidden or crazy, but it seemed the most natural thing to do. The redhead leaned up and kissed Domino, her eyes closed, a light moan of pleasure escaping her lips as they made contact. She didnt know how much longer Domino would kiss, or if the man would be angry given he was in a relationship, Madison just couldnt help herself

As a side note, the erotic distraction may also help Madison break free of the pin, but there was a long way to ten, and a few seconds tongue wrestling would not hurt

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino wasn't going to lie to himself. The temptation is there, and powerfully so. That's the risk of wrestling with a girl, he's realized. Healthy young adults, lack of clothing, excessive body contact? Thoughts are going to occur. Though it hasn't occurred to him to weaponize that, so Madison's ploy has insofar gone undetected. And the sounds she's making now - well, in order for it to be a weapon, it'd have to not be backfiring, right?

"Two..," he whispers, face just hovering over hers. Her token struggle brings his grip to tighten more on her wrists, securing her against the mat. It even spurs him to adjust himself atop her, causing a slow, but heavy grind to run the length of her body with his own.

But it's the kiss that shocks everything back into place. Her lips suddenly take his, and his eyes widen to enormity. He gives another, "Mnphf!," in protest and lifts his head, despite the temptation to simply go with it. There's no one else here, would be the argument. Just them. Alone. No one would have to know.

Well, except him. He'd have betrayed Kaeda. And that would eat him alive.

"E-easy, tiger," he says with a sheepish, albeit breathless smile. "I'm spoken for."

Granted, the pin is now the slightest recipient of his attention. Popping up a shoulder would be a simple task.

[RiotGrrl]

As Domino counted, Madison made her move kissing him. It felt good, very good. It felt like it lasted a lifetime, but it was really over in seconds. She blinked as he broke off and smiled. The New Yorker knew that it had probably crossed a line, but what a pleasant like to cross! She simply looked into his eyes and squirmed a little more, letting her crotch ride up against his. Madison heard his words and nodded

"True, but its just you and I, here in this hot gym, who would know?"

Her words dripped with tension as she moved her head up again attempting to kiss him, but this time faking out so she could get a shoulder up and if she could managed it, roll them again so now she was on top. If Madison managed it, she would side back along his body purposely grinding on him and kneeling between his parted thighs. Looking at him with a cheeky smirk, she placed her hands on his manhood again and patted just lightly once

"Later on I'll get a little closer to this...."

Little did Madison know, she was probably giving the man ideas about the variety of things he could do it tease the girl, just as the many ways she had teased others. The redhead would push back up to her feet and step back away from Domino as she adjusted her bikini. She let her big breasts bounce a little and she tried to stay loose, and her generous buttcheeks jiggled. Just to keep up the tease, she commented, letting a finger curl as she held out her hand

"OK so come and pin me babes, I wanna see everything you got. The total package you might say?"

Literally every word at this point was an innuendo for Madison, and she hoped that either Domino would just take her and get her down on the canvas showing off his power for the win, or he would slowly work her and when she was too exhausted to continue, finish her off. Either way, it was win win for her. She was very turned on by his power now.

[CyanDimitrik]

That squirm, that friction, it elicits a light shudder in Domino. "I-I would," he responds first to her question. And that knowledge would be enough. A man has to stand for something, if even for no more benefit than to his own integrity. And that means not betraying Kaeda's trust.

She leans up for another kiss, and this time he reacts more quickly with a tilt - which happens to feed right into her reversal of the pin. He winds up on his back beneath her, breathing a little heavier. She handles him again, getting a sharp inhale, before she mercifully raises to her feet. He all but scrambles to his boots, swallows heavily, and determines to himself to keep things legit. Even while she adjusts her bikini. She's.. perky.

He shakes his head quickly, scattering those hanging obsidian bangs. His arms raise to invite a lockup, closing in with her. And if she reciprocates, his hands grip onto her shoulders, hoping to keep her arms aloft and her body vulnerable. His knee raises sharply, aiming to plant into the pit of her stomach.

[RiotGrrl]

Madison could see that the effect her body and sassy attitude was having on her male guest. She loved that, she hadn't wrestled many guys, but it could be a new thing for the New Yorker (she didn't count bedroom wrestling in this, and if she had her way, Domino would be getting a Madison special!)

As she left the male wrestler alone from her extreme teasing, she raised her hands up and let out another comment

"Playing aside tiger, let's see some moves!'

Madison linked up hands and tried to distract the man again, but it didn't go according to plan. The knee found her taut abs and the foxy redhead dropped to one knee, breaking off the grapple. It was a reminder to Madison that this was a wrestling match after all, and if she didn't get her mind off Domino's package, and onto her skill, she could her flattened.

With a gasp and let her hand rest on his muscular thigh, the other clutching at her own tummy.

" Nice... shot."

Madison wanted to her up but it took her by surprise, handing control to Domino. The redhead was sweating hard now from the efforts so far, which made her skin shine. It was hot in the gym, in more ways than one

[CyanDimitrik]

Now with Madison down, Domino takes a moment to breathe. Well, breathe and try not to think of how hyper-sexualized this match has gotten, nor the placement of her hand on his skin, nor her position in general. One hand rests on her shoulder, fingers curling around her frame. The other hand moves atop her head, those fingers sifting through her red locks.

"Alright..," he says, pulling on her damp hair and shoulder to draw her back up to her boots. "I'll show you something..."

Once she's standing again, his hands move to her waist and wrist. Pivoting on his heel, he attempts to whip the girl towards the further ropes, hoping for her to rebound towards him! And should she come running back, she'll find him bent forward, ready to catch her around the hips to flip her high into the air in a back body toss!