Ginger Conquest - Audrey Trovita vs Gabriel Vinlee

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Gabriel had frozen in place after that last blow, leaving a whimpering Audrey draped over her knee, bent all out of shape, completely oblivious to the work the cameras were doing to capture all her most flattering angles. The repeated hits to the same target had nearly put her away, and in this position, still hunched over with her face smothered, her lungs refused to expand to allow in what little oxygen managed to slip into her mouth.

The redhead had no sense of time - or just about anything else - in her current state, and was only vaguely aware of her body being lowered back down as her support retreated. Her brain forgot how her legs were supposed to work, once again dangling uselessly beneath her as her opponent kept her from deflating entirely with that grip on her head.

Motion drew a gurgled groan from the redhead as Gabriel lifted her head once again out of the softness of her chest, Audrey's face and lips damp and glistening in the light. But the light in her eyes was gone. Her head would have limply tilted backwards had she not been held up now.

And then her lungs swelled, sending a sharp, shooting pain through Audrey's chest. A small grunt accompanied her wince, and she was suddenly aware she had Gabriel's tongue in her mouth again. Gabriel continued to try to revive her, pulling her back from the brink of unconsciousness, but though Audrey's senses slowly began to return, she was not lucid enough to even attempt to prod back.

That is, until Gabriel kissed her in earnest. Audrey's eyes again slipped half-closed, moaning lightly into the kiss, feeling the pleasurable sensation of her breasts being squished as Gabriel's own leaned into them. The pleasure contrasted sharply with the crushing ache in her stomach, but her sensitivity helped to drown out the pain in the heat of the moment. Whatever spell Gabriel had cast over the redhead, it had been a massive success.

As Audrey again began to stir, Gabriel pulled away. Her vision had almost entirely returned, the extra color in her face had mostly faded, and she could even feel the hand on her neck as it slid to her cheek, holding her gently but firmly in place. Breathing was painful and difficult, so her inhales were slow and shallow, but air was flowing again.

At least, for a few moments... before Audrey's face was reunited with the soft cushions of Gabriel's chest. The feeling against her cheeks was nice, but like a dog in behavior training, in the back of her mind, Audrey knew what this position meant, and the anticipation made enjoying her soft pillow difficult. That, and the hand that had tangled itself in her hair.

WHAM

Audrey's body contorted into a familiar curve, a short half-sob, half-whimper drifting from her lips. Tears again began to pool in her eyes, being absorbed into Gabriel's top, soaking them both as much as their sweat. The redhead's entire body rocked and jiggled in response to the next several blows, cameras catching as much of her reaction as possible, her feet barely scraping the mat before she was lifted upwards again. She knew her stomach was going to be quite sore and bruised, and probably already looked as severely damaged as it felt. She knew it even as she felt herself drifting away.

And throughout all of the pain, the worst was still to come. A shrill yelp accompanied the final knee strike, landing this time not in her midsection, but down in between her legs! Fresh pain exploded into her body, somehow nearly matching the intensity of the repeated stomach blows. It had the same effect of suspending the battered redhead off the ground, body held up by the pressure of the limb between her legs. And still she remained curled in on herself, her skirt not quite covering her enough as she was bent forwards.

After what felt like an eternity, the grip on her head and hair was released, and gravity took over, pulling the redhead's body downwards... but with the knee still imprinting on her sensitive skin between her legs, her body was forced to slump sideways instead. Eyes closed, her limp body hit the mat with a dull thud, the hair in her ponytail flaring out against the mat, her limbs splaying out like a puppet with her strings cut.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel had knocked Audrey out. The redhead collapsed onto Gabriel's body before swaying to one side and crumpling onto the canvas. She lay on her back on the canvas, limbs spread out, clearly unconscious.

The queen crossed her arms, grateful for the outcome. However, although she waited for the bell to ring, it did not chime. As she caressed her lip with her fingertip and stared at the ceiling, she remembered the reason: the match would not end until one of the two submitted.

"Oh dear," she said to no one in particular. "How nice~." She thanked her manager for her good judgement.

Meanwhile, the referee wasted time inspecting Audrey, talking to her to bring her back from her dreams, and begging the blonde to give her space. The queen simply shook her hair at her, rolling her eyes. She does what she wants—she surrounds the body open to her whims just as they had tacitly agreed when Audrey decided not to give up.

If Audrey had not agreed with this, she would have given up. That was what her logical subconscious was telling her.

The crowd would admonish the queen, but the stage of pleasing them was over in the previous minute—she stood next to this stunned girl, then planted her foot under Trovita's ribs, and with a subtle kick turned her onto her stomach. She then slid her foot under her jaw and lifted the girl's face, showing it to the cameras.

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It was a pose that showed no consideration for her rival's pride. The crowd criticised her with shouts, pleas and boos, but she didn't care about their opinion because she loved this kind of thing.

She put her hands on her hips.

"What's wrong with you?" Her tone was so sardonic... "Were 20 knees in a row too much for you?"

She lifted her foot, and with it, Audrey, until she was kneeling. Even more exposed and humiliated. Then she pushed her head back, exposing Audrey's throat for a moment as she turned on the tip of her foot to settle gracefully on Ginger's face, fitting the middle of her shorts over Audrey's nose and mouth.

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The redhead's face would disappear into the blonde's skirt. Gabriel grabbed her hair to force her to remain in this new standing smother hold, her thighs squeezing the girl's ears.

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"Are you going to submit now?" Gabriel commented, enjoying it. "Believe me. It'll be easier if you tap out or just pass out again," she advised, emulating a very falsely considerate tone.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

For better or for worse, Audrey was still in this match, unconscious as she was. It would have been a feat, even for her, to have been beaten by just a single move landing over and over again, although not a feat she'd have been proud of. Alas, it was not a fate she would have to suffer (today), because while out cold, she could not offer submission. Which left the flip side... there was more abuse to come.

Of course, this would all require her to be awake, a feat the referee would not accomplish by merely poking and prodding her. Thankfully (?), Gabriel was more adept at knowing how to handle this situation, and promptly revived Audrey with a swift kick in the side, drawing another choked sputter. The redhead flipped onto her stomach, already stirring, her eyes blinking open as awareness flooded back to her.

She was just in time to feel her head being raised off the mat by a foot underneath her chin; making sure the cameras caught her sorry expression, her brain still in the process of waking up. Her cheeks were still red, eyes unfocused and cloudy, strands of her damp red hair sticking to her cheeks and forehead.

"What's wrong with you? Were 20 knees in a row too much for you?"

What's... what's wrong with me? she thought, unable to form words yet.

The pressure only continued, forcing Audrey up into a kneeling position, her arms hanging limply by her sides. She was only in that position long enough for the cameras to get a proper view of her shame, chest heaving with desperate breaths, before her head was forced back, making her look up into the lighting, back arching in such a way that her hair tickled it while her chest stuck out.

"Ggghh..."

The lights above suddenly got dimmer as her vision was obscured, this time not by her opponent's chest, but by her crotch! Gabriel's womanhood positioned perfectly atop her mouth, treating her to a fun new way of suffocation. She could see little else save for scraps of fabric, as Gabriel's skirt obscured the rest of her face... although the crowd would not need to see it to know her cheeks were still glowing with warmth.

Audrey whimpered as her hair was grabbed... and then Gabriel squeezed, her legs pressing into Audrey's cheeks. The redhead's arms would react involuntarily, raising up to weakly paw at the blonde's thighs, but Audrey was still so dazed, her fingers could not find a solid grip. Still, it could hardly be considered a tap-out... with her ears flattened against her head between Gabriel's thighs, she hadn't even heard the threat.

[Hagen-Autem]

A blush appeared on the blonde's cheeks when Trovita's hands frantically met her thighs. Stirring her skin with the lashes of her palms, in some, the wrestler's net slid down the wide, beautiful thighs of her captor. A muffled moan escaped the queen's closed lips, her thighs tensed, squeezing Trovita's head harder. If Trovita wanted to heat up the power play, she was succeeding, because the queen's hips didn't resist so much: they shuddered in a chill that ran down her back, and made her bite her lips so as not to make any embarrassing sounds.

Clouding her caresses wasn't working; no matter how much she twisted her hips from side to side to punish Audrey, it only made things worse. But hey, she's a woman of solutions, not complaints.

Vinlee pulled the redhead's head up to gag her with her crotch, which made her blush even brighter. Then she took Audrey's hands and stretched them upwards so that she could no longer touch her like that.

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"Well, if you're going to take advantage of your position... let's take it to your preferred level!"

She gave her verdict.

The blonde then bent over, flexed her legs slightly, and wrapped Trovita's arms around her own legs. She crossed Trovita's hands under her redhead's head. Then she winked at her. Final act, the queen jumped! Flexing her knees in the air to land with her bum on Audrey's face and drive her neck against the canvas!

The thud shook the crowd. The canvas shook. The queen remained pressing her hindquarters against the other's face, watching to see how well or poorly she took this punishment. After a while, she shook her own head as she straightened her back, bouncing slightly off Audrey's mouth as she threw all her golden hair behind herself. Vinlee released her opponent's hands to do as they pleased and then began to dance while seated, rubbing her hips against the redhead's face.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

With her head being squeezed in between Gabriel's thighs, Audrey barely registered the way her fingers made Gabriel blush and moan. The only reason it registered at all was because the intensity of the pressure increased every time it happened. It was something Audrey might be able to make use of later... if she survived.

Which was looking less and less likely with each passing moment! Audrey's blush returned with a vengeance when her mouth was covered by Gabriel's crotch, the meeting of lips separated purely by a thin piece of fabric. And Gabriel caught her wrists and pulled them upwards, digging her face even deeper. Her body was stretched and arched backwards, sticking her chest out and, more importantly, irritating her stomach where all those knee impacts connected. Audrey tried to shake her head, but with how tightly she was trapped, she barely succeeded in swinging her ponytail.

But the position was more than simply awkward and humiliating. Like her previous trap, it was also arousing. Audrey felt her body heating up, the only difference being which part of Gabriel's body was making intimate contact with her face. Her body squirmed in an attempt to find a more comfortable angle...

...but she'd been in this position for a while now, long enough for Gabriel to decide to shift it. He arms were wrapped around the blonde's legs, which Audrey attempted to grab on to; something was about to happen, and in her position all she could do was prepare to endure it!

Gabriel then leaped into the air, taking Audrey with her for a moment, before they both collided with the mat, Gabriel coming down atop Audrey's head! The impact sent a shock through Audrey's frame, drowning out any arousal she had built from their previous position, her back arching after impact from the pain, but Gabriel remained seated atop her face, preventing her from repositioning. She continued squirming, palms against Gabriel's thighs in attempt to push her off. It had little effect, as the blonde bounced on her face seemingly more out of desire than force.

And then she began grinding in earnest. Audrey's blush never faltered, though it remained hidden as her entire face remained concealed by Gabriel's skirt, but her muffled moans and whines still managed to be heard despite her mouth being covered. In response, Audrey shifted her own body from side to side; if she couldn't push Gabriel up, maybe she could knock her to the side. Maybe...

[Hagen-Autem]

The queen ground her hips in an an improvised dance, using Audrey’s face as her new piece of furniture. As if there were no other way to clean the makeup off that redhead's face.

Her skirt did a great job of hiding how Trovita's mouth, nose, and cheeks were being swept away by the tight, designer shorts. Her hips traced slow circles and rolling waves. She even brought her fingers to her hips to control her next move, humming a pop song as she swayed them rhythmically, crushing Audrey's face. A few laughs floated around the ring. But the referee still ignored that weird wrestling move and lay down next to her, trying to talk to Audrey, urging her on about whether or not to give up, or to see if she was still conscious after being knocked down so violently.

The redhead struggled to push this mocking lady aside, which answered her questions and, in turn, gave Gabriel an idea of what to do next.

The redhead’s struggling forced her to rise slightly onto her knees, bouncing to keep her balance to avoid giving up her position, but every time she tried to bury the redhead beneath her ass again—smashing her to calm her down under her yoke—Audrey shook again, rubbing her hips again and shaking her off with frantic movement.

"Ss-stop...stop it, love."

The queen bent over and bounced slightly just as Audrey turned the other way to fall on her mouth. She wrapped her hands around Audrey's head to immobilise her, with her nose protruding again in front of her attacker's crotch. The rest of the redhead could continue to fight, which suited Gabriel. Then she would use Audrey’s turn to roll over with her.

The queen’s plan was to spin and end up seated, leaving Audrey on her back, but with her face between her bully's legs.

The golden nightmare's smile said it all as the whistles flew. Her legs wrapped around Trovita's head for a new suggestive display as the blonde leaned on one hand, and what she was going to do to Audrey from here on out would be no better:

The Royal Viper would arch forward, trying to grab Trovita's skirt with her fingertips to lift it up and show her cute, curvy, firm bum to the cameramen. If she succeeded, she would seal this position by sticking her tongue out at the cameras. The only thing missing was the blush on her cheeks from the horny mischief she was doing. But she did not regret anything; it was necessary because Ginger could have done the same to her if the positions were reversed. So Gabriel would go on to grab her pink panties with her fingernails and pull them towards her, gathering the fabric until it was wedged between Audrey's buttocks.

The strength of her arms would be on display, turning the lingerie into a mere overstretched thread, one of lifting Trovita's bum in a wedgie! At the same time while her legs squeezed her cheeks, smothering her with her crotch.

Gabriel herself would have to bite her lips to keep from letting out a single embarrassing sound, but the embarrassment for Audrey was worth it if Gabriel gained something from it, if she could give her reasons to hate her. Besides arching her rival's back like her smile, of course!

The referee would be repeating whether Audrey could resist, whether she would give up or not. But that didn't matter to the queen's ideas: her grand plan was to make her kick her legs with all this display, because if she succeeded, then she could go for her ankles and pull them to bend her legs backwards and lock her in a Headscissor Boston crab!

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[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Another thing that Gabriel's skirt helped with was muffling Audrey's faint moans from the grinding of her face... although that was largely due to her mouth being covered, too. She was oblivious to the referee nearby and their ever-insistent request for her to give up; she was too busy trying to swallow her arousal and shame.

"Ss-stop...stop it, love."

She did hear that, however... and it sounded like what could loosely be called 'resistance' was having an effect on the blonde, too. Enough that Gabriel decided to hold her head in place, mouth entirely covered by her crotch. That left only her lower body to squirm, and she continued doing so; her hips bucked, but Gabriel was too far up her body for that to be effective, and so she returned to swaying side to side.

And it seemed the blonde had been waiting for that; she used the momentum to flip around, leaving Audrey face-down but with her head still trapped between Gabriel's thighs, against her crotch, forcing the redhead to have to tilt her head upwards to see her face. Her hands, meanwhile, grabbed at those thighs, a feeble attempt to pry them apart and give her some space. In some ways, this was even more embarrassing, as now Gabriel's skirt wasn't entirely covering Audrey's deep red cheeks.

But tilting her head back only made it more uncomfortable as Gabriel leaned over her, forcing her neck into an even more awkward angle. That was nearly forgotten about as Audrey felt her skirt lifted, exposing her pink panties and what little of her freckled bottom they covered to the crowd. But things would only get worse, as then Gabriel decided to pull what little fabric was there, wedging it deep between Audrey's cheeks! The redhead resumed squirming, tears forming in her eyes as she looked up as best she could. Her legs kicked and thrashed, doing absolutely nothing to help her predicament, but creating quite a show for any onlookers, who were treated to an unimpeded view of her booty jiggling.

Again the referee prodded her, but all Audrey could do in response was attempt to shake her head with what little space Gabriel's thighs gave her. As humiliating as this experience had been, Audrey still felt a flicker of hope that she could turn it around if she could just somehow gain the upper hand...

But her hope meant nothing to Gabriel, who simply caught her flailing legs and pulled them forwards! Audrey let out a muffled scream as her body was bent while still awkwardly trapped. Spectators especially would be treated to a view of not only her nearly entirely exposed booty due to her panties having been pulled so tightly, but they also dig deep into her sensitive lower lips, leaving all but a small sliver of pink visible and within direct sight of those behind her! But she had no way to cover herself now. The only thing she could do was tremble from the strain being put on her body and fight back the tears of shame!

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel had her right where she wanted her.

Her pretty legs tightened even more around the redhead's head, completely pressing that pretty, gentle mouth against the most coveted area of the blonde's pelvis. Audrey's howls and moans of pain, panic, and shame sent a shiver up the spine of that cruel woman, running down her from her hips to the nape of her neck. It excited her as much as it put her in a bad situation. But Gabriel didn't want to stop. The sensation was addictive—her ruthless smile grew brighter, bigger, more pleased with what Audrey was doing: resisting and moaning.

Her feet would have crossed behind Trovita's neck, pushing it down at the same time as her pelvis pushed Audrey's head back, punishing her neck, forcing her to kiss her dressed crotch.

"Oh dear. Is it too much?" Her tone was so sarcastic and light. She had managed not to break her voice with great difficulty, as she had to maintain her status as dominant, but Audrey made it so difficult with those beautiful, bright eyes of hers.

Biting her lips, Gabriel pulled Audrey's feet towards herself! The redhead's chest was crushed against the canvas, the rest of her bent backwards like a sexy crescent moon, stretching her abs along, showing womanhood barely covered by the thin thread that her underwear had become.

How far could Audrey's back bend? How much could her neck take? How red could her face become? These were questions Gabriel was asking herself.

She had to be swallowing hard to keep from drooling over what she was seeing and feeling: Audrey's hands clenching her thighs, clinging to her to endure the punishment; her bottom exposed before her, before her lips, like a beautiful trophy! Audrey's eyes were on the verge of tears above her waist, begging to be free, but too stubborn to say so openly.

A blush appeared on the queen's cheeks. Her green eyes began to shine with pleasure, and a pleasurable sigh escaped her lips as she stretched upwards a little. It was too good for her, and the cameras did a splendid job of showing Audrey's best angles.

So the First queen of Gart needed more of this.

She released one of Audrey's legs to hook the knee of the other leg and pull it completely in to tuck the foot under her arm. It would be a one-leg Boston crab, one where the dominant lady's strength bent Audrey's lower back punitively, forcing her to make some oral sound while her spine suffered relentlessly, receiving pulls that tested her discs, pulls that made her mouth collide with the Queen's groin repeatedly, all while the cameras delighted in her exposed hips.

"Surrender," she suggested. "Surrender," she reiterated. "Just tap out, dear. Or scream that you can't take it anymore." With each word, a new pull emerged, pounding her spine.

Looking over her shoulder, she continued:

"Or put your hands on my hips to ask me to let you go."

The latter, rather than a suggestion, sounded like an order. It wouldn't count as surrender, of course, but it would make one thing clear: that she would obey whatever her mistress asked of her.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Tears pricked Audrey's eyes as her neck was angled awkwardly, forced that way by her positioning, Gabriel leaning over her, and her legs wrapping around her head. It was awkward and uncomfortable, and Audrey hesitated to wiggle for fear of causing even more dangerous damage.

The redhead let out another muffled cry of protest as Gabriel tugged harder on her legs, contorting her back even further and exposing her even more easily. Her whole body trembled from the strain, limiting her resistance and only encouraging more tears. Everything ached. Her neck from being forced to look upwards while smothered in Gabriel's crotch. Her breasts were pressed hard into the mat. Her back and both of her legs from the unnatural bend they were being forced into, stretching her body harshly. Had her mouth not been smothered, she'd be screaming in agony! The shuffle between pleasure and pain was causing havoc in Audrey's mind.

Gabriel released one of Audrey's legs, but only to focus on the other. The redhead's free leg dangled uselessly in the air, kicking wildly but hitting nothing. Her other, meanwhile, was pulled even tighter, forcing Audrey's eyes to close as she let out an actual scream. Gabriel's crotch filled her mouth, her breath warm as her cries were muted, and her tears had begun to slide down her cheeks and soak the fabric that kept Gabriel modest, but the blonde surely would both hear and feel the reaction her shift in position had on the redhead.

But Audrey could not surrender here. Not to this. Even as she was tempted, encouraged by her opponent's urging, Audrey fought back the urge to tap her palms on the ground. Giving up before she'd even landed a single blow or submission while only having taken a handful herself would make her look any better. She could bide her time until she found an opening, and in the meantime, handle this a little longer... hopefully...

But her body hurt! Being wrenched constantly sent spasms through her tiny frame, her body resisting as best she could, but clearly not handling it well. And Gabriel gave her an out... assuming she actually would honor it. But Audrey was in too much pain to think too long about it; her hands squeezed Gabriel's thighs, looking up as best she could with tears in her eyes, begging without words to be released.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabrie looked into those pleading green eyes with the haughtiness of a dictator. Audrey was at her limit, squeezing the wide, soft, comfortable thighs of this regal woman, begging through her touch.

"My hips are higher, sweetheart."

The prayers must be performed correctly for a reason. For her pride.

She pulled Audrey's leg harder, lifting her hips, bending her back into a perfect crescent, shaking her attributes abruptly as if Ginger could endure more of this ordeal. The audience would moan, unable to process the torture of their favourite girl. Even though they are grateful for the good angles provided by Gabriel's persuasive manoeuvre.

Her voice was a whisper. Only the referee and Trovita could hear her. A playful tone, without a hint of the disturbance caused by bending Audrey's body in this way, or having her lips move against her womanhood.

"Just slide your hands over my skin..." She mimicked what she wanted to say, sliding her fingers over Audrey's thigh, barely touching her. "Maybe run them under my skirt~." She hummed the last part, moving that hand to Trovita's back, her palm resting on her skin, turning her hand to feel all its texture and smoothness, then running a finger up and down her spine, tracing it with her fingertip.

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

She gave one more tug.

Audrey was practically bent over to form a very sexy half moon. Showing off how flexible she is or how strong that blonde is to bend her like that.