A friend wrote this story for me and I illustrated it. WARNING: It's a little rougher/more graphic than my normal fare.
Becky wasn’t happy that her last opponent diminished her win by casually saying afterwards, “Honey, you were lucky this time I wasn’t on top of my game. Guess that domme I saw the other night wore me out more than I thought.”
The beautiful redhead did a whiplash as her topless brunette opponent had smirked and limped off the mats. After a hurried exchange with Jeanette before she cleaned off and left the Y, Becky knew all that she needed to know to track down this dominatrix, Mistress Jessevil.
Becky found one of the domme’s social media accounts, and aside from her need to demand satisfaction, her curiosity was piqued as she read through some of Mistress Jessevil’s specialties on her profile: submission wrestling, pro wrestling, boxing, and erotic combat.
The alluring profile photo showed a blonde domme seen from a submissive’s view - one was looking up at the dominatrix as she looked skywards in studied repose. Mistress Jessevil was athletic, yet still feminine, dressed in black latex gloves, and a thin crisscross of black latex straps looped over her firm 36DD cups. Black thigh high stockings caressing her sculpted, lithe legs. Between the minuscule top and equally tiny latex thong the lights and shadows played on the curves of her sun-kissed abs.
“Well,” Becky thought, “when I win, at least I can have some fun with her.”
With a vivacious gleam in her green eyes and a deep, calming breath Becky started typing a private message to the domme:
“Mistress Jessevil,
You don’t know me, but I had an odd request. Well, maybe not so odd for your line of business. Anyway, one of your clients played with you before a wrestling match I’d been looking forward to for a while. So, I’m a little annoyed that you got to her before I did. She said I only won because she wasn’t on top of her game. I need to prove a point to her for my own satisfaction, and you seem to be a woman who enjoys challenges.”
Becky paused for a moment; her fingers suspended over her phone’s keyboard. Was she really going through with this?
Another beat.
“Will you accept my challenge for a no holds barred wrestling match, three count, pins only match?
Becky.”
Sent.
?
A few minutes later, a sardonic response came:
“Becky,
Oh, I know who you mentioned. She wasn't much of a talent when she was at her toughest, so you obviously can't be worth that much when she's demolished. I’ll still accept your invitation though. I’m always willing to play with another pet. If you still care to show up and face me, please send me a photo. I always love to see the face of the darling I’m going to punish beforehand. It gets me very excited.
With venomous, candied kisses,
Mistress Jessi”
Becky’s face burned as she scrolled through her camera gallery looking for a photo to send this incredibly smug, condescending domme.
Well, Jessi Bowen’s dart had certainly landed with pin-point precision. And once she saw the photo of the fit, lovely redhead, she giggled girlishly, the sound of tiny, silver bells ringing in the Starbucks as she sipped her vanilla latte. Oh my, how did the universe deliver sometimes! She’d been looking for a sexy redheaded opponent for a while, just for the love of fighting a beautiful opponent.
After a short exchange of messages, it was determined that Jeanette, along with Becky’s and Jessi’s husbands would be present for the feisty redhead to prove her point in the ring. Becky mentioned to the domme that she’d be bringing her toys just to make it clear the nature of the stakes, and Jessi readily agreed to do the same.
A week later the two fighters, Jeanette, and their husbands, Matt and Lee, were assembled on a Saturday night at a rented gym. After having rolled their small luggage carriers ringside, both women stepped over the ropes and met in the center of the ring with a wary, predatory glance at each other. It promised to be a spirited match-up as both women were in their late twenties.
While Jessi had four inches and about fifteen pounds over Becky, the redhead was no certainly no slouch when it came to wrestling. Her firm, 34C mounds jutted out proudly in her husband’s favorite swim wear - a fetching navy blue and white two-piece bikini. The attire hugged just the right places of Becky’s swimmer’s body - a luscious, strong figure with broad shoulders that tapered into a taut waistline, finishing off with a set of powerful legs.
The blonde domme was decked out in a striking red bikini with cutouts around the neck and her defined obliques. In contrast to Becky’s clear, pedicured toes, Jessi’s exposed, dainty toes were painted in scarlet as a statement piece.
Jessi whispered, “Just so you know, no hard feelings here, sweetie. And I can’t wait to taste you. You look so yummy, little kitten.” A girlish giggle followed, accompanied by a wink.
Becky flushed beet-red to her roots. My, this blonde was quite direct and cocky as hell, but she had to admit she loved the lascivious attention. Becky’s emerald eyes snapped in response to Jessi’s steady, blue gaze. “Well, we’ll see who the better woman is, won’t we? Bring it!”
After those pleasantries were exchanged, the wrestlers sauntered over to their corners and waited for the bell.
DING DING DING!!!
Both women rushed from their corners with Jessi ending up with her hands around Becky’s upper body, but the shorter woman immediately went on the offense with a quick reverse. Now the redhead had the taller blonde in a headlock. (GW01)
Then Becky released the headlock, ran for the ropes, rebounded and clobbered Jessi in her tit. Jessi grunted and fell to the mat while the redhead rushed over to the corner and climbed the top turnbuckle. As Jessi regained her bearings, Becky was already hurtling toward her with a flying clothesline! (GW02)
Spurred by her continued momentum, Becky picked up the taller blonde in a bearhug. It was now the redhead’s turn to smile as Jessi grimaced while the redhead cranked the pressure around her back and ribs. Their beautiful bosoms smashed against each other as Becky paraded Jessi around the ring, starting with the side where the domme’s husband Lee was sitting. (GW03)
“Hmmm, looks like the ‘little kitten’ has claws that are too big for you, ‘sweetie’.
Jessi’s canines showed in a wincing smile. “Oh, I love feisty, little kittens. Much more fun to make you cream yourself later.”
Becky released the bearhug, and Jessi dropped to the canvas like a sack of potatoes, trying to regain her bearings. However, Becky was relentless and yanked up the domme by an arm and Irish whipped Jessi into the turnbuckle.
As Jessi almost hurtled tits-first into the corner, she managed to turn herself around and slammed her back against the corner instead. A loud whoosh expelled from her lungs on impact as the ring ropes reverberated. The blonde’s arms slung over the corner ropes instinctively. Becky ran toward her at full tilt.
As Becky exploded forward, Jessi used her core strength and swung her long legs out, mule-kicking the aggressive redhead right in her stomach. Becky’s eyes bulged as she fell onto her back with Jessi hot in pursuit. Vicious stomps to Becky’s belly caused the redhead to cry out in pain. She rolled over onto her stomach, which was exactly what Jessi wanted. A double-handed ax smashed into Becky’s back. Becky screamed as the vicious blow was repeated. (GW04)
Immediately, the redhead felt an iron grip around her wrists, pulling back while a bare foot pinned her down between her shoulder blades. The angle where Jessi’s foot was planted lifted Becky’s beautiful mounds off the mat in full display for everyone. They jiggled in the bikini top as Becky hissed and struggled, kicking her heels on the canvas in frustration. Sweat started to bead on Becky’s creamy skin. Jessi smiled calmly as she systematically wore Becky down. The blonde domme easily transitioned from a surfboard to a ceiling hold as Becky screamed while being lifted and stretched into the air. (GW05&6)
Tested beyond its limits, all angles of the redhead’s taut, splendid body were on full display to her captive audience. More sweat trickled down Becky’s shapely legs and arms while she whimpered helplessly and tried to fight back tears.
Jessi had a calm, focused look while seeing how far she could keep her toy suspended mercilessly above her. Grinning wickedly, the blonde relaxed and then extended her legs at their farthest at different intervals just to harvest different sounds of agony from the suffering Becky.
Sweat started to bead on Becky’s creamy skin. Jessi smiled calmly as she systematically wore Becky down. The burning in her arched back and stretched limbs intensified as seconds turned into a minute. After a couple of minutes Jessi released Becky’s noodly arms and jerked her upright by two fistfuls of fiery red shoulder-length hair.
The taller blonde slithered her leg between Becky’s crotch and with a rapid movement of her arm and hand Jessi readjusted her grip and pulled Becky into an abdominal stretch. As she giggled wickedly, Jessi turned Becky in the direction of her husband Matt and ripped off Becky’s top.
Now completely dominating Becky, Jessi slammed her fist into redhead’s exposed midsection. The shorter redhead screamed and writhed in agony as a flurry of blows rained down on her stomach, tits, and crotch. Then a fist turned into a claw and mercilessly dug into a handful of flesh and muscle. Becky howled and writhed, and Jessi smiled in satisfaction, taking a moment here and there to squeeze Becky’s proud mounds viciously. Tears welled in the redhead’s limpid, green eyes, but she felt a familiar arousal gathering between her legs.
Having snuggled tightly against the smaller woman’s back, Jessi straightened out Becky for her next transition. She slipped her arms under the panting redhead and clinched around Becky, each hand gripping the opposite forearm.
Jessi smiled sweetly as she dipped down and popped her hips. Becky crashed to the mat, disoriented from the German suplex. (GW08)
But Jessi wasn’t through, not by a long shot.
Twice again Becky was sent flying to the canvas with two more German suplexes.
After the brutal triple assault German suplex, Becky’s world was spinning. She arched her increasingly agonized back and gasped. But Jessi gave her no time to rest. The blonde wrestler punted her mercilessly in the ribs and knocked Becky onto her stomach.
With a vicious smirk Jessi stomped on her back for good measure before taking a seat atop the redhead. After hooking Becky’s arms over her legs, Jessi interlaced her fingers under Becky’s chin and pulled back executing a textbook camel clutch. (GW09)
“I know if this wasn’t a pins match, you’d want to submit right now. Isn’t that right, honey?” Jessi giggled in Becky’s ear.
Though dazed and worked over, the sassy redhead grunted and shook her head defiantly. “No! You talk a lot, you know! Shaddup!”
Jessi grinned, “Maybe so, but I can afford to. I’m not the one tied up like a pretzel now, honey!”
To bring home her point, Jessi crushed Becky’s face with a one-armed crossface and flattened Becky’s nose. With her free hand Jessi slowly dug her scarlet nails into Becky’s exposed, lovely rack. (GW10)
“Don’t worry, sweetie. No permanent marks, no scratches. I want to play with your yummy tits later.”
Despite her struggles, Becky’s bikini bottoms were getting soaked from the cruel sensory overload. Jessi could smell the rising scent of feminine arousal wafting from Becky. She heard Becky’s screams softening into low moans and whimpers. The blonde domme grinned wickedly and thought, “Oh, so you are one of those.”
Jessi had one special move to test her theory about Becky, and she released Becky’s fatigued arms and rose up, now facing Becky’s feet. Jessi grabbed the shorter woman’s legs and pulled back. Becky’s wet moans escalated into screams once more while Jessi rocked on her feet and pulled back even more vigorously. (GW11)
Becky pounded the canvas in absolute agony and frustration. She couldn’t turn to relieve the pressure that was cranking her back and threatening to turn her into a “C” with each passing second. Heat roiled off her punished, twisted body, and the tears came faster.
Just when Becky thought she couldn’t take anymore, her eyes beginning to swim in darkness, Jessi scooted a bit forward and dropped one of her legs. Before Becky could scuttle toward the ropes, a fist crashed between her legs. (GW12)
And then another vicious cxntpunch.
And other.
“Fuuuuckkk!!!” Becky wailed, and Jessi’s fist landed with a moist thud into Becky’s soaked bikini bottoms.
“Oh honey, let’s turn you into Niagara Falls tonight!”
The blonde fighter hoisted a wobbly Becky upright by hooking her underneath her armpits. In the next moment the trio of audience members jumped - a sound like a bullwhip cracked in the ring when Jessi bitch-slapped Becky into the nearest corner! The tennis lessons from her youth and current boxing training had amped up Jessi’s controlled use of chained kinetic power.
The startled redhead was flung tits-first into the turnbuckle and hung over the ropes in a painful delirium, unaware she was spun in the direction facing her husband. Rushing over Jessi took a leash of Becky’s red locks and yanked her about face. The domme hung the redhead’s arms over the ropes behind her. Then, Jessi took the middle rope and pulled it up, trapping Becky’s arms in the ropes.
After tasting her prey with a lick across Becky’s cheek, Jessi laughed maliciously and ran her fingers over the redhead’s stiffening, light tan nipples. Becky moaned as Jessi rubbed and pinched her delicate buds, carefully observing the redhead’s every reaction. The blonde harvested a new, plaintive whimper with each hard squeeze of Becky’s lovely orbs. (GW13)
Taking full advantage of Becky’s entrapment, Jessi stripped off the redhead’s bikini bottoms and tossed them away. Two slender fingers possessively inserted themselves into the redhead’s steamy wetness. (GW14)
The blonde cooed as her fingers slid out, sticky and webbed with the lovely, vanquished woman’s juices. She sighed dreamily after she had tasted Becky on her fingers.
“Mmmm, I love checking how wet you are. And you taste even more delicious than I thought! Yum!”
Ardently Jessi French kissed the luscious redhead and devoured Becky’s moans and whimpers with her tongue and soft, scarlet lips. Becky’s eyelids fluttered while Jessi rubbed her knee in the redhead’s crotch. Thin streams of nectar caressed Becky’s silken, inner thighs.
Ever the exhibitionist Jessi’s eyes opened to gauge the audience’s reaction. Lee, she already knew, would be tense and flushed, so she looked toward Matt and Jeannine, who were sitting near each other. Jeannine’s eyes sparkled with a wicked gleam while she fanned herself. Matt was intensely focused on this creative ropework and shifted restlessly in his seat.
“Purr-fect…” Jessi’s seductive smile was hidden behind Becky’s tit as she licked, bit, and sucked those beautiful nips.
After a minute of teasing Becky’s cunny and pulling and twisting Becky’s nipples with her dexterous fingers, Jessi giggled like a naughty schoolgirl again.
“Enough of the appetizers, sweetie! Time to feast!”
A devious smile flashed across Jessi’s face as she released her woozy ringmate from the ropes. She smirked as she bent Becky over in front of her, taking a second longer than she should just to display the redhead’s delicious, little bum to the audience.
Then to showboat her upper body strength the blonde domme lifted Becky up in one smooth motion onto her shoulders and powerbombed Becky into the canvas. (GW15)
Beautiful. Powerful. Relentless.
The redhead crashed with a sickening thud to the canvas. Any fading vestiges of fight and wind were completely knocked out of her.
Becky moaned in pain as she felt Jessi grab her legs to shift her torso off the canvas. While sitting on the canvas and positioning herself between Becky’s legs, Jessi slung one of the unresisting redhead’s legs over her shoulder. After grabbing a handful of Becky’s scrumptious ass, Jessi’s agile tongue licked over Becky’s mound like a curious, little kitten with wide, circular motions before finally diving in. (GW16)
Becky gasped in pure pleasure as Jessi ravaged her hot, sweet folds and clit. She pawed at the canvas weakly as Jessi sucked on her clit hard. A fresh wave of her juices soaked Jessi’s expert tongue. The gorgeous redhead screamed and bucked against Jessi’s face as she came explosively and squirted! (GW17)
Encouraged by the reaction to the powerbomb, Jessi wanted a repeat. And so with the scent and sweet taste of Becky still on her lips, the blonde yanked up the pleasure drunk Becky for more punishment with two fistfuls of hair.
As Becky’s creamy, firm glutes were exposed, Jessi took a moment to appreciate Becky’s magnificent ass with a quick round of one-handed applause and left some red handprints as mementoes. She tittered at the unresisting Becky’s yelps, amused at the redhead’s otherwise acceptance of her vulnerable position. (GW18)
“Oh God no!” Becky pleaded a moment later. The ring ropes reverberated as Becky crashed onto the canvas with a moist thud after the second powerbomb. Becky arched her tortured back, her mouthwatering tits jiggling with the motion. Jessi was on her like a hellcat, ravishing her pussy with her tongue again. The blonde unabashedly moaned and purred into Becky’s wet warmth.
The blonde knew Becky was ripe for pinning, but refused to do so. She might never have the chance to tussle with this tasty morsel again, so she greedily lapped Becky’s nectar as if it were her last meal on earth. A puddle of Becky’s fragrant juices coated the canvas, and the redhead’s eyelids fluttered in ecstasy. Becky let out a scream as another toe-curling, fist balling orgasm ripped through her.
A small puddle of Becky’s girl cum had spread around the two women, mixed with Jessi’s own arousal; Jessi’s red bikini bottom was soaked by the time she was done with her delicious meal. She’d been edging herself for quite a while and was ready for her victory lap.
Jessi dropped Becky’s legs and crawled behind Becky. She boosted the smaller woman over her body. As she cradled the moaning redhead over her chest, the blonde domme pressed a gentle kiss on Becky’s temple.
“It’s time to say night-night, sexy little kitten.”
Becky lay naked and exposed in the center of the ring, begging to be punished or pleasured some more. Her slick tits glistened under the hot lights, and her chest faintly rose and fell as she gasped for breath against the blonde wrestling domme. Becky was left to Jessi’s tender mercies, and unfortunately the blonde had none for her pretty victim.
Jessi shifted the haggard redhead slightly and draped Becky over her knee. Hooking her arm around Becky’s neck, Jessi muscled her into an inverted facelock. Becky’s tenuous grasp on consciousness took hold, and she weakly flailed as Jessi’s swelling bicep squeezed around her slender neck. (GW19)
Stifled screams and gurgling filled the ring. Jessi pumped her neck while drilling the redhead vixen’s abs over and over. Becky’s taut, glistening abs were stretched mercilessly over Jessi’s knee with the blonde’s sharp kneecap driving into Becky’s spine. The lovely redhead started to gush like Niagara Falls as Jessi pulled her pale brown nipples and pounded her tender orbs.
“Fuck you, bitch,” Becky moaned and writhed as the blonde domme continued to batter her into an oozing, demolished pile of sexy victimhood. Open-handed slaps bruised and tenderized those beautiful mounds violently upending them from her breast cage. A furious volley of straights and hooks rocked the beautiful redhead’s body and sent those soft jugs jiggling and bouncing in all directions.
Jessi lowered her knee, so that she and Becky lay on the canvas with her victim’s neck still trapped in the inverted facelock. Jessi wrapped her long, delicious legs around the smaller woman’s rib cage and SQUEEZED. An almost inaudible gasp escaped Becky’s mouth as Jessi squeezed her neck simultaneously. Becky’s arms went limp, and the rest of her went boneless in Jessi’s boa constrictor embrace. The puddle bloomed larger around the two battling beauties as Becky submitted to Jessi’s devastating dragon sleeper. (GW20)
After she slithered out beneath the unconscious redhead, Jessi flung her entire bikini to Lee’s side with a mischievous laugh.
And as Jessi folded Becky in half and covered her face in a matchbook pin, the blonde wrestler whispered, “Oh sweetie, you’re so lucky we’re not in a more intimate setting. I would have fisted you with my black latex gloves. You’re so ripe!” Jessi wasn’t wrong - with her legs spread out, the redhead’s pink, winking pussy was exposed,, filled and oozing with her juices that dripped sensually and slowly to the canvas. (GW21)
All this time Jeannine had been clenching her thighs tightly and puffing her cheeks out in excitement. Barely recalling her simple referee’s duties, she ran a few steps to the ring and slid under the bottom rope. She pounded the canvas as she started the count.
“One!”
“Two!”
“Three!”
The brunette raised Jessi’s arm in victory as the blonde twerked and ground against Becky’s face.
“And your winner by pinfall is Jessi “The Blonde Beauty” Bowen!!!”
Jessi flexed her biceps, and her tongue flicked out derisively’ She was eager to claim her prize. The blonde beauty rode the drooling redhead’s face masterfully, her pleasure echoing throughout the gym in low, wet moans and lusty sighs. The delicate threads of her ash blonde strip tickled Becky’s mouth. Jessi whimpered, grasped her pink nubs, and moved her softly curved hips against Becky’s face in a sinuous motion. (GW22)
“Yessss!!!!! Yessss!!! Omigod mmmm yessss!!!!”
The victrix slid off Becky’s face and lay panting beside the lovely and still form of the redheaded woman. It took a few minutes for Jessi to catch her breath after her enthusiastic display.
But finally, it was time to put the last finishing touches on this delightful match. Even though she was naked as the day she was born, an unabashed Jessi gracefully rose, blew kisses, bowed to the riveted attendees, and then peeled Becky off the canvas. The redhead was groggy and mumbled incoherently as Jessi’s malicious giggle stroked her ear. She was dragged over to the ropes.
After securing her prize’s arms in the ropes again, Jessi left the ring and headed over to her black luggage carrier. A short rummage through various sized dildos, a Hitachi, and restraints produced a glittery, rainbow strap-on and a black leather harness. Outfitted with her protruding toy, Jessi triumphantly sashayed her hips as she re-entered the ring, pausing a moment to wiggle her adorable, freshly tanned bum over the middle strand.
A slowly gathering awareness filled Becky’s luminous, green eyes. Her exhausted gaze widened as Jessi approached, who cheekily waggled her strap-on with her hands cockily placed on her hips.
“Are you ready for me, big girl? This is what I’ve been daydreaming about for the past week.” Jessi tenderly stroked the redhead’s soft tresses and started to French kiss her, reasserting her dominance with hard, demanding thrusts into Becky’s eager mouth.
The blonde domme positioned herself between Becky’s legs with a firm grip on her delectable ass. With one full thrust Jessi penetrated Becky’s hungry cunny to the hilt and lavished more kisses on her. (GW23)
The two women moaned and bucked against each other, spurring one another to another thunderous climax. Their tongues wrestled furiously, and when Jessi gasped and finally withdrew her mouth, a thin thread of saliva still connected them.
But an evil grin flashed across Jessi’s face.
Jessi cxntbusted Becky with her fist.
For a brief second a speechless Becky’s eyes widened with shock and betrayal. Almost instantaneously Becky was knocked out cold while more hot juices splashed the ropes and canvas. The sensory overload of her orgasms combined with the jolt of white-hot pain that ripped through her ovaries was too much. Jessi left one last parting kiss on the drooling, sopping redhead’s cheek.
“Thank you so much, sweetie,” the victrix whispered. She looked adoringly at her petite package who was tied up and sagging in the ropes.
As Jessi gathered her clothes and wiped off her toy, Jeannette approached her, out of Matt’s earshot.
Jessi beamed and giggled. “Even if you hadn’t set her up and paid me for this session, I would have wrestled her for free! She’s so delicious! The perfect little package for my anniversary wish. I told my hubby I wanted to top a gorgeous redhead this year!”
Jeannette grinned, “Least I could do when you helped me through my rough patch, Jess.”
Mrs. Jessica Bowen flashed her dazzling whites at Jeannette.
“It’s like this day was gift-wrapped just for us.”
