UFG - Open Challenge (Patreon)

• This story was commissioned by mountaindewking and stars UFG's Selene.

The crowd came to a frenzy as she made her way to the top rope. She was a stunning sight from there, her outfit a glorified lingerie set. She was on top of the world after laying out her opponent and now she was just soaking in the adulation. 

She leapt off the top rope in an elegant, graceful and extremely athletic maneuver, her lithe body twisting like a corkscrew in midair. She finished with front flip as she came crashing down on her prone adversary, landing assfirst on his head. And with an ass that big, as far as the crowd could tell, his entire head disappeared beneath it.

Her name was Selene. And here she was in her natural place, sitting on a man’s face.

The jabroni gripped onto her hips, and tried to shove her off of him, but she wasn’t moving a muscle. Keeping her ass grinded deep against him, she tweaked his nipples and slapped his stomach, for no particular reason other than to further demonstrate her dominance. 

Eventually she bored of this position and stood up, allowing him to get to his feet as well. He was steaming mad at his humiliation thus far. He wasn’t the only one… backstage, another watched, thoroughly unimpressed with what he’d seen. 

“Bah… ridiculous.” he said, his arms crossed in contempt as he stared at the monitor out of the corner of his eye, standing sideways next to it for some reason. “That girl’s certainly no wrestler… anyone can look good when you handpick someone from the audience. Probably a plant… what a disgrace to the ring.”

Inside the squared circle, the most recent to answer Selene’s open challenge charged towards her, trying to grab her. She simply sidestepped him and let him fall to the mat, to the crowd’s audible laughter. He scrambled back up and turned towards her, only to find she was right up in his face. She gave him a little peck on the cheek and he seemed to freeze, blushing a little. 

He’d likely never been kissed by a woman that beautiful… if only because women that beautiful were extremely rare. Selene giggled at his stunned state as she turned around. Gently she pressed her enormous, rippling ass into his crotch, nothing but her g-string and his thin boxers separating her flesh from his growing erection. 

It was obvious from the dumbstruck look on his face he was loving this. That is until took a step forward and surprised him with a swift, powerful buttbump to the groin. It hurt him a lot more than he’d have figured, doubling him over. 

This put him in great position for her to simply back up, pressing her gorgeous rear end into his face. Violently she wiggled her hips grinding her supple flesh deeper against him. He attempted to back away but she held him in place, putting a hand to the back of his head, pulling him deeper into her voluptuous booty. He struggled wildly as she aggressively shook her ass into him. But then, she slowed down, until it was instead gently brushing against him. 

And as she slowed, so too did his struggling… until he stopped moving entirely. Selene removed her hand from his head, and yet he stayed exactly where he was, now on all fours, his head thrust against her rump. She took a few steps forward… and the dazed man actually crawled forward with her, putting his face right back into her ass. 

The crowd was eating it up as it became clear he was done resisting, and ready to submit to her incredible body. She didn’t even have to do anything to beat him now. Selene simply stood there, letting him dig himself into her ass until eventually the lack of oxygen got to him. He blacked out in her bottom and became limp, sliding down to the canvas. With a shrug, she began parading around the ring, playing to the adoring audience. 

Backstage, the onlooker was growing more and more peeved. “This could not be any more rigged… that would never really happen, not to a real man!”

He only grew more agitated when he saw Selene gesture for, and receive, a microphone. She spoke to her audience, “Well… another one bites the dust. And some ass~”

The crowd erupted at that, they were entirely behind her. Atleast, they sure wished they were!

“So, that makes three so far. Three volunteers, all of them submitting to my feminine wiles. Still haven't broken a sweat yet! I can go alllll night looong~” she continued, a satisfied smirk on her face. She was well aware of the effect she had on men and she seemed to thrive on it. “So, do I hear four…? Would anyone here like to be the fourth?”

The crowd came unglued as thousands of men pointed at themselves, hoping desperately she’d pick them next. She hammed it up, a hand to her forehead as she scanned the arena. But before another lucky shmuck could be plucked from the crowd for a little fun, a song played over the PA, one the audience knew all too well and in this instance were none too happy to hear.

They thunderously booed as the man that’d been watching on made his way to the stage, stepping on everyone’s golden opportunity. A longtime regular, he had his own microphone with him. “Sorry to intrude… but if this went on any longer, I’d have no choice but to give my notice and leave this place for good because I can’t condone an organization that would allow this!”

The jeers only got louder at his complaint. In the ring Selene stood with a sassy pose, her fist on her hip, merely looking amused at this display. 

The man continued as he walked down the rampway. “Selene… is it? I’m sure you’ve never watched this program before so let me introduce myself. My name is Karbon. And I’m something you’re probably not familiar with… I am a professional wrestler.”

Selene put her hands to her cheeks in mock shock. She chuckled openly at his pompous attitude. He clearly wasn’t getting the joke. Karbon snapped, “Listen you little fraud... I’m not gonna take you making fun of me and I’m not going to sit back and let you make a mockery of our industry. You were invited here as a guest, you were given time on our show, and this is what you do with it?! You come here with your obvious planted fans and they let you throw your body around against ‘em, and somehow that makes you a big deal? I’m not having it… and I’m not having you. I’m gonna give you ten seconds to get out of my ring.”

He started counting on his fingers. Selene shook her head and cut him off, “Or else what?”

“Or else… I throw you out myself.” he threatened.

This was meant to be intimidating, but it didn’t seem Selene got the memo, as she just found it hilarious. After a few seconds of giggling she responded, “Ohhh you poor misguided boy… you know, I was going to keep playing with my adoring fans, but if you want to answer my open challenge and get humiliated instead, I’ll gladly take you down a peg.”

“...I’m sorry, can you repeat that? I must’ve misheard.” Karbon asked, a cocky smirk spreading. “You really think you can take me in this ring?”

“I can take you anytime, anywhere, big boy. That is…” Selene stopped to run her hands up and down her sides and hips, earning some loving whistles and catcalls, before continuing, “...if you think you can handle all this...”

She stepped up closer to him and turned to the side, just to give him a profile view of her ass. He had to admit, up close, it was a spectacular sight to see, but after what he’d just seen, he knew better than to give it too much attention. She playfully wiggled it in his direction, asking, “Well, what do you say? Think you’re man enough…?”

He scoffed. “I knew you were deluded but if you’re THIS far gone, you really need help… it’d be my pleasure to knock some sense into you. You’re on.”

Selene grinned. “I’d say the pleasure will be all mine… but I know that’s not true. I’m anything but a selfish lover. Hmhmhm...”

With that she backed off, and the two tossed their mics out of the ring. The bell rang for what at this point was going to be Selene’s fourth straight match, though she’d barely even broken a sweat. Still, Karbon was confident that meant nothing. Any man who was actually trying would almost certainly take her down, and when that man was him…? No contest, surely…

The two circled the ring, eyeing each other. Karbon was the face of intensity, even as Selene smirked and winked at him. They closed the gap and grappled in the middle of the ring. He seemed to get an upperhand and tried to put the squeeze on her, but she slipped out of his grasp and ducked under his closing arms. She was fast, out of his sight for a moment. When he turned to face her, she blew him a kiss. This only further got on his nerves.

He rushed towards her and attempted a clothesline. She not only ducked under but did a little roll, landing on her side on the mat in a little pin-up pose. She gave him a friendly little finger wave. With a grunt of frustration, he tried to take advantage of her positioning and went for a legdrop. But her speed caught him off guard once again, as she zipped to her feet in a flash, making him land right on his ass on the mat. Speaking of which, she capitalized here, swiftly smashing her own ass into the side of his head, taking him down. 

He scrambled to his feet, not wanting to give her a chance for a follow-up, but she was just standing there, clearly making no such attempt. She turned to the side, showing off her ass again, and gave it a little smack. “How’d it feel, loverboy?” she asked with a giggle.

Karbon didn’t answer but in his head he was a little stunned. It felt like he’d been punched in the face by an enormous fist… but the ass itself looked so soft. Especially when she slapped it, he saw as it rippled… thick but pillowy flesh, the kind that you’d love to sink your hands deep into…

He shook his head, dispelling the lust. What was he thinking? He was in a fight! He just got done saying this would never happen to a real competitor! She can’t distract a true athlete with her feminine wiles in the midst of a match… nobodies that sexy!

Putting his thoughts aside, he tentatively approached his opponent. She didn’t move a muscle as he came near, not even to put up a defensive stance. It couldn’t have been more clear she didn’t take him seriously. He aimed to change that in a hurry, unleashing some scything leg kicks. Typically after a few of those his opponents could barely walk let alone keep going. 

However she not only dodged them but did so stylishly, leaping, backflipping and cartwheeling out of the way of his legs. She was making a real show out of how easy it was to avoid his attacks. And after the flurry was finished, she capped it off by front flipping towards him and got close enough to give him a little eskimo kiss, rubbing her nose against his. 

This got the crowd laughing and cheering, much to his contempt. His attempt at an uppercut was naturally easy for her to get out of the way of, only serving to further his frustration which was becoming more and more obvious by the look on his face.

Selene giggled at his plight. “What’s wrong? Not the affectionate type?”

“In case you haven’t realized...” Karbon growled. “...I’m here to KICK YOUR ASS!”

He unleashed what would surely be a devastating right hook if only she hadn’t deftly dodged to the left. She again got very close to him in this exchange, enough to whisper into his ear, “By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging to kiss it instead.”

Selene turned herself around and playfully wiggled her ass against his hip. His fists tightening, he tried for another grapple. She swiftly shot downwards to avoid it again… but this time he showed some savvy and went down with her, ending up wrapping his arms around her waist. He hoisted her back up and started squeezing tightly, a reverse bear hug. Karbon shook her in the air, looking to squeeze the life out of her. 

Having finally caught her, he proudly boasted, “Ha! You’re not getting away now, little lady!”

He was quite pleased with himself… until he realized she wasn’t struggling. In fact, her only reaction was an exaggerated yawn. He had her in a vicegrip that’d force a submission from most opponents, and it seemed like she wasn’t even in the slightest amount of pain. Frustrated, he held her closer and tighter, the snuggest grip he could possibly manage. 

Selene actually giggled at this. “Gosh, making this way too easy...”

She began gently wriggling her hips, grinding her ass into him again… and he seemed to be unaware of the position he’d put her in as she ended up digging her butt right into his groin, pressing deeply into his thinly-protected genitals. A shiver of pleasure went up his spine and he had to contain a lustful shudder. Selene shook her head at how effortless it was for her to control a man through his cock as she started delicately bumping her butt against his growing bulge. “Ugghhh… s-stop…” Karbon murmured

As his pleasure rose his grip loosened, and after a few moments of this she was able to simply walk out of his bear hug. She turned her head to him and smirked with sheer satisfaction as her eyes went low, still shaking her bum in the direction of her opponent. “Mmm, are you sure that’s what you want...? It looks to me like you’ll be a little blue if I stop now… hmhmhm...”

He looked down to see his erection was blatantly showing through his tight spandex, and the crowd took notice too, again pointing and laughing. He was openly blushing from embarrassment. Flustered, he burst out, “P-Pay attention to the damn match!”

Enraged, he rushed towards her again. Selene simply timed it out and backflipped at exactly the right time to thrust her ass directly into his face with enough force to take him down to the mat. She sat on his face and despite his immediate squirming, it didn’t look like he was getting out from under there until she wanted him to.

“Maybe you should be paying more attention yourself, killer. Oh, and by the way...” Selene called down to him, tapping the tip of his bulging erection. “...not bad. Not bad at all~”

As her enormous, bodacious booty came down further and threatened to engulf his entire head, his mind raced wondering what the hell was happening. He was barely doing any better than the random miscreants she’d been luring into the ring! She’d been taking him to task, humiliating him without a hint of difficulty and forcing him to show his lust for her in the process. This couldn’t really be happening, could it? This woman from some no-name organization can’t really be about to squash him on live television, could she?!

Desperately he grabbed at her hips and tried to push her off, but the most he could manage was keeping his shoulders off the mat; otherwise this would’ve counted as a pinfall. He couldn’t imagine the shame of actually being directly defeated by her ass…

Selene chuckled at his plight. “You act like you’re not interested, but your cock betrays you...” she notes as she grabs the tip of his penis with two fingers and gives it a mocking squeeze and shake. “You want it… you want me to dominate you. You especially want a piece of my ass… why do you fight it? Let go of your pride… give in to your lust. Life will be a lot more pleasurable for you if you dooo~”

“Shut up!” was his muffled response. 

This absolutely tickled Selene. “Ahahahaha, I’m sorry, can you repeat that? I think you’ve got something in your mouth. Something big… and stronger than you.” 

She kept up her facesitting, grinding aggressively against his face until she noticed his struggle beginning to slow. She lifted herself a few inches off of his face, to see he was in a daze, the lack of oxygen getting to him as he was now at the edge of consciousness. 

“D’aww, you sleepy little guy?” she tauntingly asked. “...Too bad. I need you awake.”

The dominant femme fatale flipped onto her front, flipping him along with her, keeping her legs locked onto his shoulders. She pushed herself off the mat slightly, calling back, “If you can hear me back there, I’d like to show you one of my all-time favorite moves… it’s called the Surra de Bunda and it’s gonna wake you right up!”

She began to repeatedly pull him in and out, swiftly and roughly bashing his head against her waiting ass. He began to scream from the surprisingly painful maneuver, comically muffled everytime he made contact with her buxom bottom. 

It was unbelievable how effective it was. He had just gotten well acquainted with how soft and cushiony her huge thick butt was and yet it felt rock solid to his face. All he could hear was his own shouting and Selene’s open laughter at his pain.

“Hahah, having fun?!” she asked. After a few dozen reps, she paused, holding his head up and looking back at him. “You awake now, sugar~?”

He was panting, his face actually a little bruised as he stared back at her. His response was simple. “Fuck… you.”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” she smugly asked. “...Too bad.”

Without warning she smashed his face into his ass one last time, the hardest yet, and released him on impact, letting him shoot to his back on the mat. He was clearly no longer in a hurry to get up as he was quite rocked by that last shot. 

Her opponent down, she rose to her feet and started playing to the crowd. He watched as she stood on the middle rope and blew kisses to the audience. His eyes went wide with shock and the crowd’s fervor reached a fever pitch when she undid her corset and opened it up, flashing her breasts to the lucky section in front of her. They were utterly enormous, so much so he could see the sides of them past her currently bare back, especially when she shook her chest and made them wildly swing side-to-side. 

She buttoned back up and stepped directly over Karbon, not paying him any mind at all as she went to the opposite side and got up to those middle ropes, playing to that side. The increasingly horny audience was clearly desperate to get similar treatment. Not one to disappoint, she turned around on the ropes, bent over and slid her panties down, enthusiastically mooning her ravenous fans. 

The stunned man watched as she made her rounds, going to every side of the ring and making sure everyone in that arena got a good look at her bare flesh. Everyone but Karbon… 

He tightly gripped the mat, biting his lower lip. It was the last thing on Earth he wanted to admit, but he was extremely jealous of them all. He attempted to fight his thoughts, but it was the only thing on his mind; he wanted more than anything right now to see her naked.

Horror hit him when he noticed the look Selene shot him as she was right in front of him, mooning the adoring ticketholders on that side. In an instant he knew, she could tell what was going through his head. She smiled proudly and as she gave them one last shake to stare at, she went to the mat, trotting over to him. 

“D’aww, feeling left out…?” she asked him, savoring every bit of the power she held over him through her body. “Don’t worry little guy… I’ve got some for you too~”

The very picture of body confidence, she stepped seductively towards him, sashaying her hips cockily as she undid her corset once more, showing off her full cleavage. 

As she started teasingly playing with her now opened top, Karbon’s eyes shimmered with delight, forgetting himself for a moment, unable to contain his wide smile. With a little wink, she whispered, “If you want it… all you have to do is admit it. Give into my body… tell me you want it much more than you want to continue this match… tell me you want me, more than anything.”

He did. But her words reminded him of what their match was about and he started to back away on the mat. He was trying his best to ignore his throbbing member and every fiber of his being that demanded he tap that by any means necessary.

Selene seemed disappointed as she buttoned her corset back up. “You’re a tough nut to crack… in a manner of speaking.” she joked. “But I get ‘em all eventually, lover. It’s a point of pride~”

In an athletic maneuver, Karbon kipped up, leaping directly from his back to his feet, trying to take her off-guard with a clothesline. Even with this, she saw it coming from a mile away and easily ducked it. He turned to face it and received a big ‘hip attack’ for his troubles, as she rocketed her ass like it was shot out of a cannon into his chest, sending him staggering backwards. She followed up, front-flipping into a handstand, in the process slamming her enormous shapely ass directly into his face once again. 

The impact from this sent him sprawling into the corner. Selene slinked over to him and simply pressed her body against him. She delicately pressed her finger against the tip of his member, still furiously trying to rip a hole through his tights to get at her feminine form. She shook her head as it twitched to her touch.

“Your pecker is going crazy right now… your lust for me couldn’t be more obvious if you spelled my name out in cum on the mat.” she began. “And yet, you deny it at every turn… how do you do it? Deal with being so pent up… are you, perhaps just used to it? Hm?”

She came in closer, kissing him on the cheek and slowly licking his face. He couldn’t even begin to hide his shudder. She whispered into his ear, her sultry voice embracing his soul. “How long has it been since you’ve been with a woman, Karby…? How long has it been...” she grasped onto his wrist and forced his hand into her panties, slowly running his fingers against her pussy, letting him feel how wet she’s become by toying with him. “...since you’ve felt a woman’s touch?”

“T-Too long…” he admitted. As soon as the words left his mouth he found himself asking why the hell he would say this to her. But that thought was quickly replaced as the sensation of digging just a bit further into her womanhood overtook him. 

Selene put a hand to his cheek and slowly pulled his face closer to hers, waiting for him to flinch. To Karbon’s own shock, he didn’t; rather, he couldn’t. So she kissed him, passionately embracing his tongue with her own. She ran her fingers through his hair, wildly making out with him and all he could do was savor it.

He was fully aware of how foolish and hypocritical he must’ve looked. And yet it didn’t bother him in that moment. He was simply enjoying himself as she pressed her chest against his, his fingers working deeper into her, her tongue thrusting down his throat.

After a lengthy stretch, she finished her kiss, licking his lips as she removed her tongue. She caught him leaning forward, trying to continue it. With a devilish grin, she whispered, “Ready...? Ready to give in now?”

A tear almost came to his eye as he choked out, “N-No…”

She almost seemed to feel bad for him. “Such repression isn’t healthy, you know… but don’t worry. I’ve got the cure.”

With that, she rushed to the opposite corner, closing the distance in a flash. She blew Karbon a kiss before rushing towards him, and commenced with a series of flips and cartwheels, her lithe body moving with the grace of a ballerina through the air. Finishing with a front-flip, she came hurtling towards him cannonball-style, crashing assfirst into his pulsing groin.

This very much took him by surprise and he howled in pain as he fell to the mat, sitting with his head resting against the second turnbuckle as he clutched his crotch.

Putting him here placed him eye-level with her ass as she stood before him. She glanced back at him and cooed, “Poor pent up Karbon needs a release and he needs my help… I think it’s time to bring out the big guns.”

She slowly pulled down her panties, shaking her now bare ass inches from his face, letting him see every little ripple of her beautiful feminine flesh. His mouth was agape as she backed up and pressed her ass deep into him once more, and her shaking became much more violent, administering her world famous Stinkface. 

His whole world was nothing but asscheeks in that moment. Sweet, supple, immaculate, gigantic, naked asscheeks. She grinded deep, backing up as far as she could, her ass just about swallowing Karbon’s whole head. 

“Go ahead and say when, sweetheart!” Selene called back. 

On some level he wanted to push her off of him, to do something to escape but he couldn’t even will his hands to move. It was as though he were so smitten by her body, that his subconscious had defeated his conscious. And my did his subconscious ever want a piece of that… 

Somehow, some way, he managed to mutter “...Stooop…” loudly enough that she could hear it between shakes of her mighty rear end. 

“Ohh, okay then.” she casually responded, her vigorous motion coming to a sudden stop. She slowly rose up, her ass gradually leaving his face. 

“Pfft, just kidding!” she giggled as she shoved it right back into place, resuming her Stinkface with a newfound aggression. “Hahaha, sorry I couldn’t resist! But really it should be obvious by now that you don’t have a say in this, honey…”

The crowd was lapping up this performance, she was as much of an expert at playing to her audience as she was at humiliating her opponents. And as she continued using his face to polish her bum, Karbon was starting to lap it up too. He could no longer voice any disapproval, or even think it. Finally his guard was dropped, so much so that he gave her ass a kiss when it next brushed against his lips. 

The stinkface ceased. She stood up and turned back to him with, for once, a quite serious expression. She grabbed him by the hair and pulled him to his feet. She came in close and whispered into his ear, “...You’re ready.”

It wasn’t a question. There wasn’t any question now. 

Meekly Karbon nodded. In the next instant she leaped into the air, once more shoving her ass into his face, but this time she seemed to clamp down, her phenomenal muscles used to grasp onto his head with her incredible bottom. Before he could even comprehend this, she flipped forward, taking him with her, bringing him to his back on the mat.

She took a moment to savor sitting on his face in this most dominant fashion before releasing him. Selene crawled down his body and, without a hint of resistance from her opponent, yanked down his tights, exposing his genitals. She rose, kneeling in front of his erection. Once again she undid her corset, leaving it freely open as she backed up, pressing her voluptuous ass against his wildly twitching cock. Karbon openly moaned with pleasure.

Selene gestured for a microphone and after some hesitation, an attendant threw it to her. She put it to her mouth and declared, “This penis is now property of Selene. I own it… I own him, just like every other man I’ve stepped into the ring with.”

The crowd went wild for their beloved Selene. In a single night she managed to earn the heart of each and every one of them… even before she started flashing them. 

She continued, “The only thing that’s left to do is get a confession… tell me I’m right, Karby.”

Sensuous and dominant as could be, she put the mic to Karbon’s mouth. Obediently, he answered, “You’re right Selene… my cock is yours to do with what you will. Do whatever you want with me… I’m honored to be used by you.”

Selene smirked proudly. “That’s absolutely the right answer, sweetheart. I’m glad our little therapy session has finally led to a breakthrough. The seed of progress planted at last...” she declared with a wink. “However… you made quite a few insulting remarks. And you were so stubborn, it was really a hassle… for that, I think I need one more concession from you.”

“A-Anything… anything to please you.” was Karbon’s response, directly into the mic for the thousands in attendance to hear. “Anything to earn your favor… anything to earn another round with your magnificent ass.”

Her gorgeous face was the picture of satisfaction. The proud, boisterous professional wrestler that had stepped into the ring initially was nothing like the lust stricken shell of a man she’d soon send packing from it. She started to reply, but then abruptly dropped the mic. She figured it was best to let him figure out what his next step needed to be on his own.

With a tight flex of her muscular hips, her ass clenched tightly against his raging dick. Karbon was shocked at this, his body jerking upwards, gasping in pain as her beautiful, enormous rear end powerfully squeezed his pulsing erection. He shouted in surprised agony at the sudden pain. As she gazed into his eyes, clutching with all her might, it occurred to him what the situation truly was. 

The match was still going; she was looking for a submission.

This thought finally brought him back to reality. He’d already been so thoroughly shamed so far, but all of it would pale in comparison to this. There was no way, he couldn’t possibly lower himself that far! ...But damn did it hurt, she was causing severe pain without even moving. She rested her elbow against her knee and her temple against her fist, casually checking the nails on her free hand. She couldn’t have been putting less effort into this agonizing submission hold. And he was so paralyzed by his emotions and physical state alike, it was clear he wasn’t escaping any time soon…

After a few more painful moments of this, suddenly the squeezing stopped. He gazed back at his erection, amazingly standing strong despite the vicegrip her ass just had on it; it’s heightened sensitivity was working greatly against him that night. She began slowly moving her ass up and down his shaft, in a flash replacing his intense anguish with extreme pleasure.

He was stunned but certainly not complaining. Selene smiled serenely as she worked his dick with her loving rear end, giving his tip the occasional squeeze… but gently this time. His moans and groans gradually rose in volume, especially when she began to speed. As her assjob grew to a more and more rapid pace, her breasts bounced powerfully and wildly, threatening to burst free from her opened top. 

“Is this what you want? Hm?!” she moaned, her voice filling with lustful aggression. “Do you want me to finish you off Karbyyy~?”

Karby… err, sorry, Karbon slammed his fists against the mat, coming closer and closer to losing control. “Y-Yes… yes, please...” he moaned. He hated himself for wanting it, but that didn’t make him want it any less anymore.

“Mmmm, I want it too...” she growled, fingering her bare womanhood. He realized then her inner legs were drenched… she was wickedly excited herself, having the time of her life dominating him. Her ass wildly twerked and bopped, taking him right to the peak…

...but then it ceased. Selene’s smile was gone, she was just staring blankly at Karbon.

“...But you won’t let either of us have it, will you?” she coldly inquired. In the next instant, her ass once again tightened, furiously squeezing his dick and putting a swift stop to his nearing climax.

 He again began to scream, pain and bitter disappointment in his voice. “D-Damn yoouu!”

“You know how to stop it...” she reminded him, clenching furiously on his cock. It’d become so powerfully tight he was convinced if she stood up she may well rip it right from his body. Her hips tensed more and more, showing off their incredible definition. Even her enormous ass looked muscular as it threatened to crush his manhood. She shouted, “You know how to stop your pain and replace it with ecstasy! Your stubborn male pride gets in the way… let it go. Let go of every single bit of it! My ass demands it!”

A tear streamed down his face… he knew it was over. He had no other choice, it was this or lose his cock forever…

And so, he tapped out, furiously slapping the mat with his palms. Not just figuratively, but indeed quite literally submitting to her ass. In front of the thousands in attendance and who knows how many watching at home, he was submitting to her ass, and not only that, doing so as it took his cock, as if to prove that her femininity was that much more mighty than his masculinity. 

The bell rang, signalling his defeat and his physical admission of her sexual superiority set her off, fingering herself just a bit more intensely, throwing her head back and howling openly as she came to an incredible climax… and in the process, her ass tensed even deeper, threatening to burst his poor pecker. 

Once her screams of delight ceased, she mercifully released his tortured member. As her sultry saxophone theme music blared and the crowd erupted for their new favorite wrestler, she smirked down at Karbon. “That must’ve been so hard for you… such a vivid way to confess your inferiority to me. It must hurt...”

Delicately, her ass once more pressed against his now extremely tender penis. Somehow the crowd’s cheering rose even further as she ripped open her corset and threw it to the side, exposing her enormous bouncing breasts, her nipples fiercely erect from arousal. 

“But don’t worry… I know how to make you feel better.❤” she finished with a playful wink. 

Slowly but surely her ass started running up and down his dick once more and this time she backed up just a touch further, engulfing his cock deep into the crack of her glorious golden ass. She worked her muscles quite in his favor this time, as her incredible bodacious booty seemed to cradle his dick, lovingly cuddling with it as she steadily increased the pace. Her huge titties bounced and shook wildly as she worked.

All his shame and all his pain left him and all he felt was ecstasy as he gave his body away to the beautiful blonde goddess that had so graciously taught him the wonder of subbing. His tears were no longer of pain or sorrow but of joy, a big dumb smile spreading on his face as he came closer and closer and closer…

Horror filled him when she stopped. Selene leaned forward, being careful not to remove his cock from betwixt her ass she put her face up to his. Dreamily she whispered into his ear, “If you ever need another lesson… you know who to cum to.”

With a few more twitches of her ass, she brought him to the most powerful orgasm of his life. He was in his own little world after that, delirious with pleasure, his body spasming randomly as she dismounted him. She paraded around the ring, celebrating to the crowd.

She’d finally broken a sweat, enough that her beautiful flesh, toned and thick in all the right places, glistened in the bright lights of the arena. She put her mic back to her mouth, grinning proudly as she addressed her adoring audience.

“Well I hope you all enjoyed yourselves just now as much as I have...” she started, to a thunderous ovation of course. “...but I hope you all know, I’m not done. Selene’s just getting started! So then... as I was saying before I was oh so rudely interrupted… who wants to wrestle me next?!”