Am Sure There's A Button Somewhere

[TheSuitedOwl]

It had felt like an eternity to Katsu. As he waited for Holly to move though with him still cupping his hurting member and how angry Holly was. She might have not give him the chance to act though luckily after awhile he would feel the supple and warm chest of Holly pulling away as she climbed back to her feet and then rested her tired curvy frame against the ropes and watched as Katsu began to stir.

Groaning in pain the young photographer would struggle to get on his knees and slowly start crawling towards the nearest set of ropes diagonal from Holly. Where he planned to pull himself back up.

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly took deep breaths, trying to recover. She watched Katsu crawl toward the ropes and couldn’t believe what she had done to get the upper hand. She shook her head, pushing away the guilt. The photographer had deserved that and worse, she told herself. Whipping her hair over her shoulder, Holly got up onto unsteady feet and walked toward Katsu.

“Alright, you,” Holly said, reaching down and grabbing him by the hair, “I think you owe me an apology!” Holly tried to take a fistful of Katsu’s hair and drag him up. In her current state, the grip was weak, and she wasn’t on steady feet herself, but righteous indignation carried the British Bombshell through. “So, how about it? Are you ready to say you’re sorry!” Holly hadn’t even thought to conceal herself, ample breasts still hanging out of her gear, round orbs bouncing over Katsu’s face as she tried her best to glare down at him, hoping that her anger would hide the exhaustion and weakness she was feeling.

[TheSuitedOwl]

Having only made it halfway to the ropes Katsu would feel his head being forced to turn upward towards the left. As Holly slowly managed to make the perverted photographer to look past her large heaving chest and face her glaring angry expression. That would send a chill down Katsu's spine and make him wish he could preserve the moment on paper.

Though regardless how captivating Holly's anger was to Katsu he hadn't lost sight of the danger and had made sure to keep an eye out for his escape. "Alright, you're right I owe you an apology..." Katsu started having caught sight of his chance. "I'm sorry that your such a naive women!" Katsu finished as he swung his fist between Holly's legs and if it connected then Katsu would try to shove Holly onto her back yelling. "As if I'll ever apologize to a loser like you!"

[Luncha_Libre]

Sweaty, panting, breasts heaving, Holly felt strong for a moment as she loomed over her foe. In a fairly short time, Katsu had managed to offend her worse than most people in LAW, which was quite the accomplishment, but now she was standing tall. For a brief moment, anyway, her gaze going from faux-tough-girl to shocked in the time it took him to turn around and insult her. The worse insult, however, came right after.

“AAAAH!” Holly cried out as her crotch erupted in pain that shot out through the rest of her body. The British Bombshell released Katsu immediately so that she could place both hands firmly against her stinging crotch, his low blow pounding her pussy in the least fun way possible. The buxom Brit took a single step, then fell to the mat. Holly rubbed her aching bits, lying on her side, her face fixed in a horrific agonized frown. The Brit’s shoulders quivered as she twitched in pain, her arms framing her lovely breasts, squeezing them together as she writhed in pain, shocked and horrified to once again be laid out at the mercy of the devious photographer!

[TheSuitedOwl]

Having fell to his hands and knees Katsu looked on as Holly collapsed onto the floor. Her once commanding presence was gone and so embarrassing stripped from her that only the weakling he enjoyed toying with remained. A fact not lost to the keen eyes of the photographer.

Unmoved by Holly's cries of pain Katsu would say. "Give me a break." As he ran a hand along his hurting groin. Though despite that he would crawl towards Holly. Straining himself in the process before he would finally reach her and wrap his hands around her leotard!

Then pulling them down he would make an effort to completely strip Holly of them. A task he hoped wouldn't be too difficult considering her state. Before he would finally pull the British Bombshell in a seated position and take his spot behind her. Where he would begin to grope both of her lush and round tits saying. "Are you getting the picture now Holly? You're not cut out for this! Your easy to muniplate, too dense for strategy, and far too hesitant for anyone's liking! Its why Gemma left you! Why King could fuck you! And why I'm beating you! Now submit you stubborn women and admit I'm right!" Katsu finished as he continued to ravage her chest and planned to further humiliate her if she wouldn't comply.

[Luncha_Libre]

Left writhing in agony, Holly couldn’t believe she’d let herself fall for it. The fake apology, the cheap low blow, even letting herself be taunted into this situation. She’d wanted to stand up for herself, against a man she didn’t even think was a wrestler, and where had it gotten her? Humiliated and mocked, just like always!

“N-no!” Holly gasped, feeling Katsu’s hands once again on her, peeling off her ring gear. Holly felt the thin, stretchy fabric slide effortlessly across her smooth skin, and she was in no shape to do anything about it. Before long, she was nearly completely naked in the ring, helpless in front of her tormentor.

Of course, Katsu wasted no time getting her where he wanted her. Gasping, Holly put up no resistance as she was sat on her bare ass, spread out, and grasped tightly in Katsu’s grip! “Aaaaoaaughhh …” Holly moaned as his fingers sank into the soft flesh of her breasts, kneading her skin, doing whatever he wanted with her. Holly leaned back, feeling his body against her bare back, the cheeks of her ass pressing hard against either side of his manhood as he took her.

“Ooohhh, God,” Holly groaned, miserably. She could hear every word he said, and looked around the room with wet, bleary eyes as he verbally tore her down. Everything he said, every moment he referenced, stung at her. Holly threw her head back as he squeezed her breasts, her flesh aching. “Puh-please,” Holly said, between gasping breaths, “… no … Please … Please don’t make me say it …”

[TheSuitedOwl]

Saying his piece as his fingers sank into Holly's chest. Katsu would pull her close and while she uselessly pleaded for mercy. The young photographer would use his middle fingers to rub her erect nibbles. Until he felt good enough to reply back.

"Oh, so you still think you can win? Then lets see how you deal with this!" Katsu yell out as he shoving Holly face first into the mat and with her rear in the air. He would use his hard manhood to penetrate Holly's pussy from behind. During which he would attempt to use her brief moment of shock and confusion to capture and pull her arms back. As he repeatedly pumped his hips into her and yelled for a submission . "Go on Holly! Say it, say it!"

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly closed her eyes, knowing all too well that Katsu was going to ignore her attempts to beg for mercy. The photographer was fully in control of her body, and as he yelled at her, shoved her into the canvas, and pulled her ass up into the air, Holly could only flop her arms pathetically in resistance. Biting her lip, she waited for the worst, eyes shooting wide open as she felt Katsu’s cock drive hard into her already sore pussy!

“AAAH!” Holly cried out, thrashing for a moment before Katsu was able to hook her clumsy arms and take charge. Holly’s attempt to resist only managed to drive him further into her, making her grunt in shock as Katsu’s long shaft sank deeper into her.

“Aaah, uuuhgn!” Holly moaned, her body starting to buck with his deep, penetrating thrusts. “AAH!” Holly cried out again, as he shook her inner walls. “I-I … Ooohh, Gawwd,” Holly moaned, her pussy taking a hell of a pounding from the merciless young photographer. “I … Oh, God, I admit it! I-I … I suck! I’m- ah! I’m the w-w-worst … wrestler … Rrrgh! Ever! I … I deserve this! I’m just … oh, God … I’m just a fucking fuck toy for real wrestlers …” The words came spilling out of Holly’s mouth, starting with what Katsu had told her, but eventually moving into darker territory, her own fears and insecurities laying out bare in the ring, just like her punished body was!

[TheSuitedOwl]

Spilling her guts out Katsu having slowed down would listen to Holly with a knowing smile. He won, plain and simple but just because she finally admitted it didn't mean he was finished with her yet. "Fl-Flattering... that you think I'm a real wrestler." Katsu added with a hint of exhaustion as he once again would pull back and use Holly's arms to help him ram his cock into her waiting pussy!

Of course, he wouldn't stop with one and before they had known it. He had once again be back in the full swing of things. As he mercilessly continued to fuck Holly silly until the two of them would eventually climax and collapse on top of each other. Which unfortunately would leave The British Bombshell pinned underneath her more devious foe.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Uuughn! Uhnn! Naaaaugh … nooo …” Holly whimpered and whined as her pussy took a pounding from the photographer. Every word that had just come out of her wet, drooling mouth just degraded her further, and as soon as they were out there her cheeks burned with even greater humiliation. Worse, however, was that she knew she couldn’t deny any of it!

“GGGhhhgnn~” Holly let out a final moan as her body seized up, her thighs clenched, and finally her body was brought to a wracking, helpless climax. Letting out a loud gasp, Holly melted into the canvas, wincing as the felt Katsu settle in on top of her, mounting her spent body. Holly could only pant, shoulders heaving, breasts spilling out from her sides as she sank limply into submission. The British Bombshell’s body had been reduced to a full-size fuck pillow, her soft and smooth skin hot against Katsu’s body as he settled on top of her, feeling his body pin her down just as surely as she felt his dripping cum sticking at her inner thighs, a pathetic and pitiful sight even by her standards!