Redhead on Bound Redhead Crime (post-match PoW action)

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

In an empty, unused ring, following this disaster...


The cold air chilling Audrey's body was the first thing she noticed upon awakening. There was no wind in the air but her body shivered lightly, tickling her absolutely everywhere. Something trickled down her skin, tickling her erect nipples. She wiggled experimentally, feeling her chest bouncing as she moved, and a blush crept up onto her cheeks at the realizaion that she was wet and completely naked!

The squirming had a secondary effect, too; she was on her knees, her arms restrained somehow above her head, and the sound of chains rattling reached her ears.

It was at this point that she realized she could not see anything, despite her eyes being half open. Everything was dark, dark and quiet, and her heart beat picked up, pounding in her ears. What had happened? Was she still in the ring?

Her brain was lost in a hazy fog as she tried to dig her memories free. She... she had lost to Ivan, and- no. She had been completely destroyed by Ivan. Her whole body ached, particularly her legs and the space between them, and she wasn't sure that she could even stand on her own power... not that she could test it, given she seemed to be chained up to something.

Just what kind of freaky shit was he going to do to her?

Hell, what kind of freaky shit had he already done to her while she was unconscious? It probably didn't matter... literally anything he chose to do was within his rights as winner of their match. Still, the images that drifted vaguely through Audrey's mind only got more and more depraved... another experimental shift in her position at least revealed that nothing was currently stuck inside between her legs.

Audrey attempted to speak, but her voice broke immediately. She cleared her throat, trying to swallow her heart to stop it from beating in her throat, and tried again; her voice still sounded weak and shaky.

"H-hello...?"

[MR. Q]

After using Audrey in the public shower, Ivan carried her unconscious body to an empty practice room, depositing her on the soft mat. He allowed himself a few minutes to catch his breath and bask in his victory before turning his attention to Audrey once more.

The unconscious wrestler was still naked and dripping wet from their shower escapades. Ivan's cock twitched with renewed interest as he gazed upon her limp form. Her perky breasts rose and fell with each slow breath, her lithe body seeming to invite his touch.

Ivan knew what Mr. Q had in store for Audrey, and the sadist in him relished the thought of prepping her beforehand. He reached for the heavy metal cuffs hanging from the turnbuckle posts and approached the prone woman.

With great care, Ivan rolled Audrey onto her stomach and gathered her hands behind her back. He secured the cuffs around her wrists, tugging them tightly to ensure she couldn't escape. Next is a blindfold that covers her eyes, making sure it's tight and secure.

As Ivan stood back to admire his work, Mr. Q entered the room with a few lackeys and Hermes. The lecherous producer rubbed his hands together gleefully as he took in Audrey's restrained figure.

"Excellent work," Mr. Q praised Ivan. "She'll be ready for round two soon enough."

Ivan efficiently cuffed Audrey's wrists to the ring post, leaving her sprawled naked and vulnerable in the corner of the wrestling ring. The cool metal bit into her skin as the chain tightened, securing her helplessly in place.

The heavy footsteps of Mr. Q and his men could be heard as they left the room, leaving Ivan alone with Audrey once again. He allowed himself a satisfied smirk, knowing that this was just the beginning of what he had planned for her.

His eyes flicked to Hermes, who held up a camera with an obscene grin spreading across her face. The perverse woman was obviously relishing the chance to capture more depraved footage for Mr. Q's enjoyment.

Ivan returned his attention to Audrey, drinking in the sight of her naked form splayed out before him. His cock stiffened as his eyes traced her curves, landing on the delicate folds of her sex. She remained unconscious, unaware of her predicament or the depraved plans that awaited her...

"H-hello?"

Audrey's weak, hoarse voice cut through the quiet of the room. His eyes snapped to her face, pleased to see she was finally starting to stir. The blindfold hid her eyes but he knew she must be disoriented and confused.

Ivan remained silent as he lowered himself to the mat, moving stealthily between Audrey's parted thighs. Without warning, he buried his face in her most intimate area, his tongue delving deep to taste her cleansed folds.

From the corner of the ring, Hermes silently recorded the depraved display. Her camera lingered on Audrey's confused, frightened expressions and the wet spot quickly forming beneath her from Ivan's sloppy oral ministrations.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Audrey had been oblivious to the conversation between Ivan and his employer, unconscious as she was at the time, as well as anything else that had happened in that span. The redhead had woken up wet, cold, blind, naked, afraid, and restrained, clueless as to her location and how she got there. She was completely oblivious to the fact that she was being filmed for someone else's entertainment. She had a guess as to what had happened after she passed out, but with no way to confirm it... and hell, she wasn't even sure anyone else was here with her.

At least, not immediately. A faint sound in front of her and a vague sixth sense of sorts was the only clue she'd gotten that she wasn't alone before something lodged itself between her legs, right into her sopping wet pussy!

"Hggg...! S-stop, nnnnn-Nyaaah!!"

Her legs immediately attempted to close, but the offending object was already inside her - and she'd had enough tongues violating her by now to recognize the feeling. The blindfold hid part of her cheeks, but the skin was was visible had turned a deep red. Her body shifted, but the metal handcuffs bit into her skin and kept her in place, forcing her to remain where she was as she endured the stranger lapping up the juices she was already starting to release!

[MR. Q]

Ignoring Audrey's feeble attempts to close her thighs, Ivan persisted in assaulting her senses with his relentless tongue. He alternated between long licks up her slit to shorter jabs directly on her clit, relishing how she squirmed and dripped onto his chin.

The musky scent of her arousal filled his nose as he pushed deeper, swirling around her inner walls and savoring every whimper that escaped her lips. Ivan was determined to leave Audrey a shaking, confused mess before finally showing himself.

The diminutive camerawoman continued filming intently, her expression an impassive mask hiding her inner delight at the erotic display unfolding before her lens. Hermes ensured she captured every angle, every detail - from Audrey's flushed face contorting in confusion and pleasure to the glisten of moisture on Ivan's chin as he feasted on her weeping folds.

With expert maneuvers, Hermes switched to a handheld camera and zoomed in on the slick slide of Ivan's tongue along Audrey's puffy slit. She lingered on the lewd sight of his tip flickering rapidly over Audrey's sensitive pearl, coaxing out more desperate mewls from the helpless woman.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

It was unclear exactly how much time had passed since Audrey's defeat and subsequent passing out, and her current dilemma. All the redhead knew was that her body had not had long to recover. The tongue invading her invading her body sent her squirming, her inner flesh still highly sensitive from the previous overstimulation. The sound of chains was loud as her arms attempted and failed to reach down to push the head away.

And closing her legs around the person violating her now wouldn't exactly help her remove them, either... but her position did not afford her any leverage to get her legs underneath her to kick. As was often the case, Audrey found herself trapped, at the mercy of whoever was currently dominating her. The only difference this time being the handcuffs - it wasn't often that her opponents felt the need to physically restrain her!

Whimpers and whines continued to pour from the struggling redhead's mouth, but any tears that had begun to fall were absorbed by the cloth still obscuring her vision. Her wrists continued to pull against their restraints, her movements doing absolutely nothing to hinder the assault on her dripping sex. Being unable to resist, her body was heating up quickly...

[MR. Q]

Ivan showed no sign of relenting, his mouth and tongue working in tandem to bring Audrey closer to a climax she clearly didn't want. His tongue delved impossibly deep, swirling and probing, while his lips sealed around her clit to suckle greedily.

The obscene sounds of his efforts mixed with Audrey's escalating moans, filling the otherwise empty room. Ivan could feel her inner muscles fluttering around his tongue, her arousal building whether she willed it or not.

Finally, when he sensed Audrey teetering on the brink, Ivan pulled back. He licked his lips clean of her essence before crawling up her quivering body to loom over her. His voice was a dark rasp in her ear as he spoke.

"That's right. Let everyone hear what a dirty slut you are." Ivan made sure to change his voice to trick her as if she's still in the ring. On cue, Hermes plays the speakers. The sound of audience hollers and wolf whistles echoed in the empty room to sell the illusion further.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Although barely able to register and comprehend what she was hearing, Audrey did take note of how her wails echoed throughout the room. It had to be large, and at least mostly empty, with how faint the echo was. How did this information help her? That's the fun part! It didn't.

Her body had warmed rapidly, still somehow building to burst despite having so many releases drawn from her already. The closer she got to a climax, the less attention she was able to spare for her surroundings, and her moans and wails drowned out her coherent thoughts.

And juuuuust when she was about to let go, the teasing stopped. The tongue probing her extra sore and sensitive womanhood withdrew, and without it, she was too exhausted and could not continue to chase that release on her own. Instead of a moan, a sudden and unexpected whimper escaped her lips before she could realize what she was doing.

The moment the sound stopped, the redhead bit her lip. Then there was a voice - not the one she expected, either. In fact, she couldn't place it. She wasn't sure she could, either, not with how lost and confused she currently was. And before she could try to scan her memory proper, everything she thought she knew was thrown away with the sudden roar and unmistakable whistles of an audience.

She tried to speak and found her throat dry. She cleared it and tried again.

"Who... who are you? What do you want with me?"