Bow Down To The King

King managed to pull his sexy opponent up on his shoulders so that his perverted hands could get a hold of her chin and thigh which it slightly slides up on her smooth thigh to feel her wet crotch using to hold her down, bending her as much and hard as he could, keeping her very bendy in front of the crowd as they could see her bare breasts jiggling before them. "Mmmmm! Dont submit? Good! I want to keep playing with you! NGH?!"

King can see her one hand reaching for his mask getting a bit of good grip and she wants him to release the hold or else she'll take it off front of everyone. "Ngh.... want me to let you go huh? Grrrrrrrrr!" King slowly pressuring her back a bit more or less, makes her wonder what he would do next.

"Allow me to let you go then!" The beast would suddenly drop down onto his ass as he could pull onto her chin and crotch with force so that her back would impact onto his shoulders bending her hard as he could see if she'll let go as he release the impact Torture Rack.

Natasha was beginning to feel the pain now and she needed out. Her fingers sneaked their way to tug at his mask more, not only because she also wanted to see the sexy guy underneath. What she didnt expect was for King to hit the canvas hard. "AGGHHHHH" she immediately let go and hoped that King would do the same, as much as she loved being pinned under the big man, she didnt want to be broken in half, and the jolt of the drop increased her agony.

"UUGHHH OK I play nize...." she mumbled and hung like a ragdoll on his shoulders. She let her hands now leave his mask and caress his cheek and well toned muscled chest. This was more about preserving her body for him, than anything else. Once King let her go, she could flop to the canvas to recover. It was fair to say Natasha was almost spent and ripe for King to dominate her

King took her down with a powerful drop on his shoulders for the impact backbreaker as he held her there as he can barely hear her words but at least she released the hold of the mask and letting go of Natasha so she can drop down on the mat laying there recovering from his powerful move, the beast covered in sweats and already arouse for continuing his dominating over her.

King kneeling beside her body so that he could scoop his hands under her luscious body off the mat and placing her back over his knee draping the poor Natasha backward as he place his one hand on her smooth thigh once again as the other, his forearm placing under her ample bare breasts to pushes down toward to her face, watching her bending backward for his sick and evil pleasure. "Mmmmmmm! Dont give up yet, your body is mine to play with."

Panting hard like a dog on a summers day, Natasha lay on the canvas, her back drenched with sweat so much that there was a SHULP sound as King peeled her from it. She gasped as she felt his knee and shook her head. "Neit Neit!" saying no in her native language. She arched painfully and squirmed, even the ref girl coming over to check.

Natasha felt like giving up, but she wanted the big man to pin her down for the win. "I.. wont.. submit.." she blurted out, and to save further punishment to her back she followed up with, "you.. are not.. uugnnn ze man enough.. to hold me down.. for 3... seconds....." Again she taunted him, perhaps to her own detriment.

Natasha was struggling, she felt like her back could give at any moment.

King placing his sexy Russian over his knee bending her once again but with much greater force and better view too, her luscious body stretching over while her body covered in sweats, he have to reapply his hand on her smooth thigh to keep her down but not much problem for his forearm pushing against her bare breasts to keep on stretching, he could hear her words and surely, he is sure that three seconds has already passed. "Mmmmm Im sure I did already babe." He said.

The beast would held her down longer than 3 seconds as she hinting him before the beast going for something more.... impact. Moving his hands to go one between the legs and other over her shoulder to scoop her right up as he stands, flipping her upside down until her face is up between his legs and his view the same between hers, hugging her waist and without waiting for long, he drops down onto his knees to impact her head to mat for the sexy Tombstone Piledriver! "GRRR!"

Natasha had talked herself into a lot of trouble. Her back was ruined, the dull ache now following all the way from her butt to her neck. She felt some relief when King finally let go of the hold. but there was no time to wait. She was hoisted upside down and with a gasp, her face was up against his full throbbing package again. The Russian realized what was happening and closed her eyes. King was going to finish her.

She tried to clamp her thighs around his head, to try and occupy the beast with her wetness, her scent of excitement, her need to have his manhood smothering her face.

The THUD came and Natasha collapsed in a head. She managed to flop to her back and lay there softly moaning, her head between King's thighs. Natasha needed a moment to stop her head ringing. She was soaked now, she loved his power, control and the way he teased her.
But she had been defeated with a killer move!

Now she was at his mercy, just awake enough to know what was going on, but helpless to stop the big man.

King took her upside down by his powerful arms as she hangs in there while the beast could smell the sweet scent between the legs and his crotch already felt her face buried against it, wont be long that he goes down on his knees impact her head for the Tombstone. Could feel her face brushes up against his crotch and his mask snout also brushing between her legs before he released the hold, letting her flop down to the mat laying in front of him.

"Mmmmm sexy...." King would reaching over her body to grab both of her legs and lifting it up, folding her body as he pulls her legs so that fine ass would stick up, pinning her face with his bulge in a sexy humiliating way, but do wonder would this be enough or will Natasha would break up the pinfall?

"ONE!.........." the referee began counting at the beast looking right at Natasha and the referee, keeping an eye on the two.

The Russian was easily moved into position, so her round bottom stuck in the air, giving King access to everything. Natasha groaned and was awake enough to see his large package move to smother her face "GLUUMMPHHH" she mumbled, her eyes wide. She was battling her lust wanting to pull his manhood free so that she could take King into her warm, wet mouth and make him explode

The ref slapped for TWO and Natasha managed to squirm and wiggle free, twisting her body to break the count and roll her shoulder up off the canvas. She also managed to squirm free of King's manhood smothering her face. The Russian lay there, breathing hard, soaked in sweat, looking up at her dominator.

"Not yet....." she gasped, quickly following up with "I will show you ze real facesit" and with that, her body aching and still groggy, Natasha leapt at King, wanting to knock him to his back so she was on top now. It would be awkward, but she Russian was testing King's desire also. If she managed to land the move, she would try and straddle his tight abs.

Natasha wanted to pin him down, just enough to ride his face with her sweetness to arouse the beast once more. She loved being manhandled by him, and the piledriver pinning combo, as devastating as it was, turned her on incredibly.

King pinning her down with his big bulge pressing over her face feeling the Russian babe breathing right on it and when the referee starts the countdown until hearing a two count, she breaks up the hold and escape underneath him as well the grip of his hands that was holding her legs. "Aw darn babe, escaped already? Heh huff... would still enjoy destroying you."

King was feeling pretty confident that he could keep on toying with her body all he wants but not expecting her to suddenly pounce on him and getting on his chest like a muscled chair, her crotch so close to his snout of the mask, breathing in her sweet scent, does arouse him but the beast is still hungry for more, more of her body. "Mmmm I am suppose to be in the driver seat!"

He would reach his hands up around her thighs so that he could go for her top, using it to cover up her bare breasts since he wanted to strip it off later, then bringing his hands down to her thighs to hold it still, hoping he could power himself to turn her over and switch position where he would have her legs over his shoulders, pinning her down like what it looks like after the Powerbomb.....

But thats the idea for him, King attempts to get his feet on the mat, lifting her up by his amazing strengths trying to hoist her up on his shoulders while his snout still up against her crotch, gotten the idea in his surrounding and tries to throw her off his shoulders and send her flying backward into the turnbuckle. "Hurrrgh!"

Natasha purred as she felt she was about to let her sweetness swallow Kings face, at least on her own terms, but she was easily moved again. The Russian found herself straddling his face but in the wrong position. As King stood up, Natasha gripped onto his head with her hands, pushing his snout deeper into her soaked crotch. The sensation made her quiver with delight, despite the precarious position.

The Russian felt herself shoved backwards, her purple hair whipping now, not flowing as it was drenched with sweat. She landed hard and hung on the turnbuckles, her head down now, breathing hard. Her legs were buckled and she moaned softly. Natasha could have easily dropped to her knees, eager for King to hump her face into submission, but she was masochistically wanting more.