Your eyes grow wide and your skin gets pale as you draw close enough to the ring to get a full view of your first opponent. Jessie Rodriguez, also known as Sweet Pain, stands imposingly in the center of the ring. She has a serious look on her face that twists to a sadistic smile when her eyes lock into your much smaller body, still on the floor. She strides confidently to the ropes and lowers the bottom one, beckoning you to join her.
It takes you a few minutes to get your feet to respond to your head, but you were finally able to unlock your legs and slowly entered the ring. Jessie's eyes followed you with every slow step you took. When you finally entered the ring, she released the ropes and you heard them snap behind you, as if your fate was sealed. The official summon you both to the center of the ring. As the official gives her pre match instructions, you allowed yourself to get a good look at your opponent.
Dulce Dolor had long, evenly tanned legs with thick muscular thighs. Her one piece bikini covered her abdomen, but couldn't disguise her curves. Her ass was massive, round, and firm, it stuck out like a shelf from her back. Each cheek was thicker than your waist. Her breasts were large and imposing. She looked down at you between her cleavage with the same sadistic smile she had when she first saw you, licking her lips.
"Welcome to the DWA Tommy, I hope you enjoy this as much as I do," she said seductively. The official sent you to your respective corners. You stared in awe at Jessie as she shook her massive ass with ease as she walked away.
The ring of the bell shook you out of your stupor. You crouched and took on a fighting stance, but before you could make a move Dulce Dolor was upon you! She raced out of her corner like a bull and leapt at you with a Lou Thesz Press, wrapping her legs around your body and taking you down quickly with her thick thighs. Her smile grew broader as she straddled your chest, pressing the air out of your body, a hungry look in her eye.
"Ooh, you go down easy Tommy. I like that." she said with a laugh. "How do you like these?" she asked, caressing her large breasts before lowering her face to your body. The Hispanic woman laughed as she swung her breasts from side to side, smashing your face with her overwhelming tits again and again. You saw stars as you were beaten silly with her firm tits.
Dulce lifted herself from your battered body and strutted across the ring with confidence. The crowd booed in response to her taunting, but Jessie didn't care. She was just getting started. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw you beginning to stir, you were using the turnbuckle for support as you made your way back to your feet. Again, Dulce Dolor was aggressive in her attack as she charged across the ring and allowed her body to cascade over you, slamming you into the corner with her cleavage and her stomach. She smiled as she gripped the ropes and used them to pull her body against yours tightly. She moaned in delight as she ground her massive form against your defenseless body, pulverizing you into the unforgiving turnbuckle.
The dominant woman grabbed you by your head and pulled you into the center of the ring. She paused before bending and grabbing your ankles with her free hand and lifted your body with ease. You struggled to free yourself, but she had a handful of your hair in one hand and her large hand had a firm grip around both of your ankles. You couldn't get away. You helplessly watched the back of Jessie's body move passed you as she lifted you into the air, first passed her hamstrings, then her thighs, and finally you stopped right at eye level with her incredible ass. Jessie's smile broadens as she pulls both hands toward her forcefully, smashing your body against the expanse of her rear and holding you in place as if you were a towel. She rubbed you back and forth, moaning in pleasure as she felt your weak struggles. Finally, she pushed your head deep into her fleshy ass and gave it a tight squeeze before leaping into the air and landing squarely on her backside, right on you!
You groaned in pain as Dolce Dolor's ass slammed you into the mat. Clearly enjoying your inability to fight back, Jessie bounced in place happily, repeatedly slamming your already battered body.
It takes you a few minutes to get your feet to respond to your head, but you were finally able to unlock your legs and slowly entered the ring. Jessie's eyes followed you with every slow step you took. When you finally entered the ring, she released the ropes and you heard them snap behind you, as if your fate was sealed. The official summon you both to the center of the ring. As the official gives her pre match instructions, you allowed yourself to get a good look at your opponent.
Dulce Dolor had long, evenly tanned legs with thick muscular thighs. Her one piece bikini covered her abdomen, but couldn't disguise her curves. Her ass was massive, round, and firm, it stuck out like a shelf from her back. Each cheek was thicker than your waist. Her breasts were large and imposing. She looked down at you between her cleavage with the same sadistic smile she had when she first saw you, licking her lips.
"Welcome to the DWA Tommy, I hope you enjoy this as much as I do," she said seductively. The official sent you to your respective corners. You stared in awe at Jessie as she shook her massive ass with ease as she walked away.
The ring of the bell shook you out of your stupor. You crouched and took on a fighting stance, but before you could make a move Dulce Dolor was upon you! She raced out of her corner like a bull and leapt at you with a Lou Thesz Press, wrapping her legs around your body and taking you down quickly with her thick thighs. Her smile grew broader as she straddled your chest, pressing the air out of your body, a hungry look in her eye.
"Ooh, you go down easy Tommy. I like that." she said with a laugh. "How do you like these?" she asked, caressing her large breasts before lowering her face to your body. The Hispanic woman laughed as she swung her breasts from side to side, smashing your face with her overwhelming tits again and again. You saw stars as you were beaten silly with her firm tits.
Dulce lifted herself from your battered body and strutted across the ring with confidence. The crowd booed in response to her taunting, but Jessie didn't care. She was just getting started. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw you beginning to stir, you were using the turnbuckle for support as you made your way back to your feet. Again, Dulce Dolor was aggressive in her attack as she charged across the ring and allowed her body to cascade over you, slamming you into the corner with her cleavage and her stomach. She smiled as she gripped the ropes and used them to pull her body against yours tightly. She moaned in delight as she ground her massive form against your defenseless body, pulverizing you into the unforgiving turnbuckle.
The dominant woman grabbed you by your head and pulled you into the center of the ring. She paused before bending and grabbing your ankles with her free hand and lifted your body with ease. You struggled to free yourself, but she had a handful of your hair in one hand and her large hand had a firm grip around both of your ankles. You couldn't get away. You helplessly watched the back of Jessie's body move passed you as she lifted you into the air, first passed her hamstrings, then her thighs, and finally you stopped right at eye level with her incredible ass. Jessie's smile broadens as she pulls both hands toward her forcefully, smashing your body against the expanse of her rear and holding you in place as if you were a towel. She rubbed you back and forth, moaning in pleasure as she felt your weak struggles. Finally, she pushed your head deep into her fleshy ass and gave it a tight squeeze before leaping into the air and landing squarely on her backside, right on you!
You groaned in pain as Dolce Dolor's ass slammed you into the mat. Clearly enjoying your inability to fight back, Jessie bounced in place happily, repeatedly slamming your already battered body.
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May 31, 2023
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