Bow Down To The King

Standard Match- Erotic Allowed




Another match for the beast starting to get more frequently which he could finally have some fun as long he get to do whatever he wants with his opponent, except for this particular match he isnt too favorable for since its Standard match but it doesnt matter, he'll get to take on some hot babe for him to play and toy with, thats all it matters to him for sure.

He started out to show up on stage appearing in his signature black jaguar mask, dark red trunks and black boots. Flexing his muscled arms and roaring out loud while everyone booing at him in return, he shrugs at the crowd and heading down the ramp until reaching the ring, stepping up on steel steps and getting through between the ropes to enter the ring.

Once again, he wants all the attentions by climbing on the turnbuckle to raise his arms up high, roaring out loud even louder before hopping off and moving to the center, making sure everyone could see him from all angles. The beast staring out at the stage awaiting for this babe to show up so he could see what she looks like, want to do whatever he wants with her, thinking whatever dirty thoughts he could use on the girl even the rules keep it to minimum.

Princess Natasha Rostovik peered through the curtain at her rival who had made an impressive entrance so far. The crowd seemed indifferent which played to her strengths, she was never a fan favourite, but then again if her rival wasnt, there might be some wiggle room. She gasped as she saw his body, her eyes trailed over his muscles, the power, the dominance, his height, everything! She also couldnt help but notice his well endowed package snuggles within those red trunks.

King was exactly the sort of man she adored. Despite her dominant attitude and persona, Natasha loved strong men. They turned her on so much.

The sounds of Prokofiev boomed out and she entered the arena. A usual outfit of knee high black boots, matching black bikini that showed off her plump bottom and incredibly firm and large breasts. Her purple hair flowed behind her and she carried an air of complete control.

Getting to the ring she stood on the apron and looked at her rival. Raising an eyebrow she scoffed. "However big you are, you will be ze small man after I punish you" Natasha stepped through the ropes, giving King a big eyeful of her assets and readied herself at the corner. She couldnt wait to get her hands all over him

King watching the stage until his opponent shows up in her sexy outfit and do wonder how long will it holds her fine assets before it goes pop and freely for him to play with. But that'll have to wait until he fully dominated her until he wins over the babe and her body will be his to fuck with, no one could stop the monster, not even her.

She comes in the ring and looked like she thinks she could defeat him and her words just made him chuckles. "Heh, you think you can handle me? Try me babe." He awaits for the bell to ring to start the match between her, Natasha, and him, King.

The bell rings as he brings his hands up, eyeing on the prize mostly her breasts covered in such fine fabric, if she could see him without the mask he would lick his lips eager to taste his woman. King stepping in hoping to get close enough to place his dirty paws on her shoulders and using his powerful strength hoping to pushes her backward towards to the corner where he could pin the woman, pressing his bulge against her along with his muscled frame.

Natasha heard the bell and moved toward her rival, she didnt bank on his sheer power. Two great big baseball like mitts were on her shoulders and she felt the turnbuckles at her back. "OOFFFFF" she let out a gasp, right into his face, and arched her large breasts into his chest. The Russian could feel his package and bit her lip as she worked out what to do.

She looked him right in the eyes and purred, "Zair iz plenty of time for zis...Play nice and I will take you in my thighs..." and she hoped the distraction would be enough. It was a double edge comment, Natasha both meant she wanted King between her legs for pleasure, and to crush or smother him. The ref girl would come and attempt to break up the hold and free Natasha from the corner. As soon as King backed off, Natasha would sweep back her arm and attempt to unload a savage chop right across her muscles chest. Whether or not it would hurt the big guy remained to be seen, but the sting would give him something to think about, even allow Natasha to mount some form of attack

King can feel his thick bulge pressing against her while her fine pillow like breasts slightly squished to his muscled pecs, he light growls at her while she purrs in respond, he could hear her words as the two would be nearly a perfect match for one another, thought he prefers to dominate this babe all for himself to enjoy with.

Eventually the referee stepping in to break up the fun between the wrestlers as King had to back off only to get caught by his opponent, surprised him with a hard chop to his chest, he does feel the pain but only thing she'll see him reacts is a stare back and growls. "Grrrr you shouldnt have done that woman!"

The beast would place his hand on the referee to pushes away, he would rushes right at Natasha attempting to jump, using his large strong body hoping to crushes her into the corner for one big body splash.

The Russian was more excited by King's response, she wanted to tease him into either submission or taunt him so much that he would take her hard. The ref broke the pair up and she readied herself, the deep growl and threat made her shiver with anticipation. "Remember, I zaid to play nice..." she purred again but suddenly went wide eyed as the huge frame of King was airborne.

Had Natasha not moved, an impact of over 250ibs would have crushed her flat, and she would be in no shape to do anything, let alone defend herself. However, the Russian was trained with the very best wrestling tutors money could buy, and she slipped out at the last moment letting King slam into the turnbuckles.

Wanting to keep up the momentum from the impact, Natasha would drop down and slide her hand up to cup King's large package, it was all on purpose and she would pull hard, pressing against him looking to tumble the big man over for a rollup pin attempt. If it worked, Natasha would be sure to continue her verbal games. "Now zis iz where I belong, on top of you!" while she lay on the back of his thighs, her large breasts squishing against his flesh as the ref girl prepared to count.

King wanted to crush her without much thinking on whats going to happen other than his muscled body in the air coming right towards to her luscious body but when the beast coming down closer to her, he didnt expect that she would moved out of the way in time for him to crashes himself hitting the corner. "Ughh!.... GAH!" Just at the right moment after the failed attempt of the body splash, he felt his large package being grabbed and pulled him backward with her on top of his legs pinning him down while she said she likes to be on top.

"Ughh... I dont mind you on top, but, I should be the one controlling!" He said, could see and hear the referee coming by about to start the pinfall count, he has to do something about it. The beast grunts to reach his hand for hers that holding onto his package trying to pry it off and pulling toward his chest so that his muscled legs could go around her trapped arm and head, pulling to the side hoping that he could use his free hand to grab back of her head pushing down buried her face over his bulge while squeezing her in Triangle Chokehold. "Ngh! I normally ever use this but.... MMMM!"

Natasha found herself trapped as the pinning move was reversed. She had to hand it to King, he was everything she imagined, and heard about. But right now, her face was smooshed up against his huge package. She felt his excitement and could have swore it throbbed with grunt and struggle. Turning her head to the side it gave the Russian enough room to gasp out, "Siz iz something we can practize later, but for now....." and with that she planted her feet and pushed.

The Russian was blessed with not only great wrestling skill but incredibly powerful thighs that could not only force a submission from those trapped in them but also gave her a lot of strength. Natasha added to the move by slapping her hand on King's firm bottom, her fingers slipping to his trunks band and she gripped. Natasha couldnt help but give a yank upwards as she rolled her body and King to his back.

More importantly, his shoulders were down. Natasha again got her face free and said, "If you want to get ze pin, you earn it zexy!"

The ref girl duly checked and slapped the canvas for a count of ONE!

King tries to give this girl one sexy yet gripping hold of submission trying to weaken her some as he could enjoy having her face up to his prize package, but she was more skilled than he thought, assuming all babes like her would be easy, but thats just a tag, she probably far more tougher than he expected.

He soon found himself being pulled and having him shoulders down with her face free from his hold keeping him pinned down as the referee would began the countdown. "UGH! Damn woman! Wanna play like that huh?!"

The beast should be far more stronger than this sexy babe, he would let go of her as he tries to get his one arm to reach up around her head to tuck it under his muscled arm, hoping that he could use it to roll himself backward to pull her along with him until both their feet on the mat, he knows her hand still holding onto his trunks so his free hand would reaches down cupping a good grip of her crotch, hoping that he would use to lift her up to break a hold of his trunks, then drop down aiming her head right to the mat into his powerful Brainbuster to lay her out just for him. "GRRRR!"

Natasha smirked at King, not that he would have seen it really with her face buried in his package but nonetheless she was happy with her pinning move. "Cant you handle me. I thought you were ze big ztrong man?" The ref only got to a count of ONE before King unleashed his counter.

Natasha was planning on purposely antagonising the large wrestler. It was possibly suicide given the size difference, but secretly she wanted him to dominate her. It was not very often such a strong powerful man was her rival, and although she loved to dominate girls, against men, and those she found attractive, Natasha was a very different woman. She also desperately wanted this position reversed so his head would be between her legs!

She was easily manhandled up into the brainbuster position, all of her grips and tricks slipping away and she hung there for a moment, her long soft purple hair like fire as it swished around. "Wait..... NIET!" she exclaimed in her native Russian before the impact of the canvas

"UUGNNNNN" the move connected and Natasha lay on her back, arms and legs spread, her large breasts moving in time with her deep breaths, she was stunned and needed time to stop the circus in her head.