Chloe Mason vs. Valley Doll - Best Foot Forward

Valley was having Dire Pack flashbacks all of the sudden, and she wasn’t enjoying it one bit That horrific experience still haunted her, never able to truly shake off the beating she’d endured. Being ganged up on, restrained, crushing, beaten, left in a broken mess, a truly traumatic experience. This wasn’t quite as bad as all that, thankfully, but it was far closer than she ever wanted to be again, raising a dark spectre.

The Slamazon winced as that foot came towards her, inching away from it, tensed up. It wasn’t a question of if she’d be kicked in the face, but when, and everyone knew it. She was waiting for the bomb to explode.

It came fast, a whipping kick across Valley’s face, snapping her head to the side and leaving her stunned. She shook her head, trying to get some sense back into it and prepare herself for the next volley, but that only helped her so much - she still wound up eating the next two on the mouth, jutting her head back with both impacts.

Gritting her teeth, Valley growled and made another fruitless struggle in the ropes, before lashing out with her feet in a manic attempt to strike the woman. It didn’t get her anywhere, her feet coming up just short of her foe, completely ineffective and looking silly on top.

It was as if Chloe could feel the pain that Valley was in with every single contact her foot made with her face. The smooth sole, hot from the friction of the canvas below them connected beautifully. She wondered if Sin was watching this and getting horny from the sight of it. And no doubt being mad of the reminder that the referee took that away from her. Unfortunately for Valley, there wouldn’t be this saving grace for her. This is a humiliation match after all.

Despite her playful and teasing demeanour, Chloe looked like she was serious with her kicks. The way they fired off in rapid succession, the different muscles flexing as her legs extend and chambers. The ex-commissioner wasn’t playing around, and there was little much preparation can do when it came to the impact. Unlike the beating with the Dire Pack, she was only dealing with one person. Standing right in front of her. There’s at least that honour for her.

Chloe wasn’t stupid to remain close enough for Valley to reach. Unlike that time in the turnbuckle, she still had her legs free, and she lashed out with her feet, to no avail, of course. It was a silly sight, one that brought amusement to the ex-commissioner. “Oh? Are you trying to give me pointers? How kind of you.” Chloe chuckled, bringing up her index finger as she tapped it on her chin, nodding as she mockingly looked like she was taking some advice. “Mmmm…Yes….yes, I see…I think I know what you’re getting at~.” Her right leg thrusts out hard, aiming her toes with a plunging strike at Valley’s throat. Not just having the intention of shutting her up but to press on it, as if digging the blade deeper.

“Now let me try.”

The foot would be removed from Valley’s neck, but it wouldn’t return to the floor. Instead, the blonde in red fired off a wild torrent of kicks straight at Valley. Not being prejudice with one target, she’d fire at her head, her body, her chest, her kidneys, liver, wherever she could hit, that is where it will go. The flurry became more violent as it went, a raging stream that Valley is washed all over. And it wouldn’t stop until Chloe is bored with it.

The kicking didn’t work. Of course it didn’t work. You could barely even call it kicking, really. It was more like flailing. Weak, ineffective, pathetic little flutters with her feet that wouldn’t have done all that much if they did it. It was certainly not one of her proudest moments, and she could already make out a few snickers from the audience. Probably from her own fans.

But Valley couldn’t bring herself to care at this moment. She was far too worried about the woman in front of her to care about appearances, and she knew that she had to do something. This torment was only going to get worse.

And, small surprise - it did. Exponentially.

A foot shot into Valley’s throat, leaving her coughing...or trying to. It was hard to even do that with the foot pressed so hard against her neck, leaving her to sputter and gag. That choking foot would be removed, and what came next wouldn’t be better.

”No-” Valley blurted out that single syllable before the onslaught began, as Chloe laid into her with kick after kick. Her face was battered, left and right and up and down, her chest was flattened, her stomach was hammered. Her body jerked about like a puppet on a string, dancing this way and that on the ropes, the kicks coming so fast and frequent that they all started to blur together. It was impossible to prepare, gave her no time to recover from one before the next hit, no way to anticipate. Just one long string of pain.

And it just kept coming.

And it don’t stop coming.

There wasn’t any defence Valley could bring up to defend the destructive maelstrom of kick that came her way. It was a mix of quality and quantity with the way they were thrown out, Chloe’s feet battering her this way and that, never missing its target. Even as Valley swayed this way and that, Chloe had no trouble finding her. She made sure every part of her foot was being used, every single inch would meet Valley’s body. No stone was left unturned.

Chloe’s leg moved like a lashing blur, almost whip-like in their movements. No part of the body was given impunity, that was the punishment Valley would be given. And unlike last time, the referee wasn’t going to stop her. It was perfect. It was everything she could have wanted. The ex-commissioner wanted to get everything out of this, pushing her body to get the best from her kicks. Going in harder and harder like ever before.

Unfortunately for Chloe, all good things have to come to an end. The last kick, a side kick, was left extended, merely resting on Valley’s face after the final impact. After a moment, Chloe would chamber her leg back, coiling as if she was ready to do another. “Weeeellll? How was it?” Chloe said in a sing-song manner with all smiles. As if she was an eager student trying to impress her ‘teacher’. “Pretty impressive, don’t you think? Couldn’t have done it without you, Val.” She giggled, skipping along to meet with Valley. She let her hand tilt Valley’s head so that she could look her in the eyes.

“Now…How shall I pay you back for all the help you’ve done?”

The hand on Valley’s chin then moved onto her throat, gripping it tightly. Her head leans forward just so she could whisper into her ear. “I think I have something in mind…” Chloe’s ruby lips met Valley’s earlobe, nibbling onto it. The leg that was just used to kick Valley would find itself moving between the legs, rubbing it up and down. Just to stir things up a bit.

The Slamazon was lost in a haze of pain as Chloe went to work, smacking her left and right, using her body like a sandbag. She stopped trying to fight back halfway through, gave up on trying to move her body out of the way to avoid the impacts. Not just because she realized how futie it was, but because she simply didn’t have the energy for such defense anymore. Her body was left to jerk about, responding with grunts and groan but hardly more than that.

And yet, she was never knocked out. Even though she knew Chloe had that kind of power, was well aware that it was within her capabilities. She was the cat playing with her mouse, careful to never crush it, and that thought alone was a kind of torture.

But it did end. Valley managed to get through the battering without surrendering, though the temptation was strong. She could survive this, though. Pain was something she could take, nothing permanent was broken beyond her pride, and she was hard determined to not give Chloe the satisfaction. She could withstand this.

What came next was different, though.

Valley had been sneering at the woman while she gripped throat, but that expression softened as Chloe came and went to ear-nibbling. Ace, Kaylee, and now here - she’d done her homework on how to get to the Slamazon, and it showed, as she turned one of her most heated fetishes against her, made her endure the steamy emotions. That nibbling would’ve been enough by itself, but the woman had to go and pile it on with the pressure between her legs, rapidly pushing her in the wrong direction. ”No, Chloe, don’t-” She grit her teeth hard, attempting to stave off the inevitable. ”I...I…”

A weakness such as this was never going to fly under Chloe’s radar. Once she saw that match against Kaylee Day, it was something Chloe wanted to exploit. It was quite the curious thing to make her this weak at the knees, but in her lifetime, the ex-commissioner has seen a lot of weird and niche fetishes before. So she was hardly surprised when ear nibbling was the go-to thing to make Valley melt.

It probably was a confusing sight to behold. One moment Chloe was performing a kicking clinic and going all out on Valley. Some in the crowd figured it was too much, despite how tough Valley is. But once the public saw her move into the sensual side of things, she pretty much got their favour swayed to the blonde in red. Such humiliation on the blonde in pink was a rare thing, and they were well aware of how special it was. It is a once in a lifetime thing, a special occasion. And they were lapping it all up.

Chloe grinned, her teeth gripping on the earlobe. She didn’t need to see that expression Valley was making, the noises were more than enough. It wasn’t enough, of course, Chloe using her thigh to rub between the legs, building it up more and more, letting it percolate. The grip on her throat became tighter, just to cut off what Valley had to say. “You trying to say something, Val?” She chuckled. “You don’t want it to stop? Do you like it? Well, I’m happy to oblige.” She upped the tempo to a faster pace, bringing up her efforts to leave Valley stupefied. Between the ear-nibbling, the tight grip on the throat and the pleasuring, there’s a lot to deal with. “I think the fans like this too, don’t you think? Perhaps that’s why your fans were excited to see you here…just to see you humiliated like this~…that is what they all care about in the end…”

Chloe was good at this. Too good. It was only now that Valley realized that this was the plan right from the start - of course Chloe had seen her match with Kaylee, of course she’d know how much of an effect this simple thing had on, of course she’d use that to her advantage in a match that was specifically designed to target one of the precious few areas in wrestling where she had absolutely no experience.

It had all been a trap, right from the start, and she’d ran right into it, headlong. She’d never really had a chance.

That was what bit at her the most, even more than Chloe’s taunt and the audience getting off on her torment. That wasn’t helping the matter, but knowing she’d been so played like was pouring salt on those wounds. And knowing that Ace was out of there, watching this happen again…

Valley opened her mouth and tried to voice her submission, but the grip on her neck was too tight, cutting it off. ”Sto...stop...I give…” It came out like a raspy, coughing whisper, barely audible, even to the nearby referee. TO make matters worse, her time was rapidly welling up. As much as she wanted to fight it, her body had its natural reactions, and Chloe was steadily working her up to a pleasurable one. This was like with Kaylee in some ways, but in other ways it wasn’t - chiefly, she knew Chloe would push her as far as she could get away.

”Off...me…”

Problem was that Chloe wasn’t going to comply with Valley’s wishes. There was no chance of that happening in a match like this. The Californian simply made the mistake of agreeing to that match in the first place. One that she had absolutely no experience in. And one Chloe will exploit for as much as she wanted.

Even still, the blonde in red wondered if she would keep being so stubborn in not admitting her submission. Not that she minded, the more she resisted, the more she suffers in the end. It was the same when it came to getting kicked around like that. Though that would have been laughable admitting submission by strikes. That was always a weird thing to Chloe.

The ex-commissioner would be the first to notice Valley trying to voice her surrender, but with the grip still on her throat, it was unintelligible to the nearby referee. Even still, Chloe knew just as anyone that you stop when the referee stops you. And since the referee didn’t stop her, she was going to continue. Valley was so close, and the dam was going to break soon. The Californian knew this as much, wishing for Chloe to get off her.

“Mmm…Can’t quite hear you, Val.” She teased, compounding the feeling of hopelessness. “And you want me to stop too? Didn’t know you’re into denial as well~.” It was quite tempting for Chloe to stop right there and leave Valley on the edge of the mountain. With nobody there to help her push her off. She doubted Valley had thought this through like her decision to join this match. It was quite the evil thing to do, sadistic even. But fortunately, or unfortunately, Chloe wouldn’t oblige her request, upping the tempo once more.

She kept up with the ear nibbling, some points letting her tongue lap up the side of her neck before going back to the ear. Her thigh pressed upon her sex, even more, increasing the friction generated, going harder than before. It was coming. It was for sure going to come. Just need a bit more to get there.

“Now, how about you be a dear and cum for me~?”

”Ssssttt…”

Valley continued to choke out the words, trying her best to get her submission out. Had she ever had to put this much effort into giving up a match? She couldn't recall, but she was fairly sure. She kept trying to squeak it out, but Chloe wasn’t stopping or giving a chance for the referee to hear. It was like she didn’t care, like she was trying to-

...oh, crap.

Valley clenched her teeth as she could feel the orgasm coming, Chloe’s tender affections bearing clear fruit. There was only so much she could do to resist something like this, after all. The blonde was clearly an experienced hand at this sort of manipulation, working her over with ease. Valley was no stranger to sex, but using it like this was beyond her range, was something she had no reference for. There was no stopping what was coming. No way out, no way to escape. It was a speeding train with her tied to the tracks.

Valley closed her eyes, tensed up, curled her toes, gritted her teeth, tried to take her mind away to a far, distant place, but none of it could slow the avalanche of pleasure coming over.

When it hit, it hit hard. She trembled, then shook as a bolt of pleasure tore through her body. One spasm, then another, as she arched her back and let out a long moan. The wetness between her thighs confirmed what was happening, as if the other clues weren’t enough.

Valley orgasmed. A long, hard orgasm that she would never forgive Chloe for.

Chloe knew that is would only be a matter of time. Valley sounded that she was barely hanging on, just a few more and it will come. Asphyxiation during pleasure was a peculiar thing when it came to the art of hentai. Mind you, the hand on Valley’s throat could only do so much. It wasn’t as if this was a rear-naked choke or a headscissor. But it did restrict air coming in, and the lack of it makes the brain hallucinate. Every sensation feels much more intense. Valley did her very best to signal her submission, but the referee either didn’t hear her clearly or was too mesmerized to notice.

It was apparent which one Chloe prefers.

She may not know Valley’s body as much as Haley, but Chloe knew when the levee was going to break. She could feel it with every twitch of a muscle, hear her choked pleas and the way she moved on her. It would have been a marvel to behold, something Chloe would have to look back and watch. But she could imagine. After all of this, Valley would at least enjoy herself. Regardless if she wanted to or not. Then again, she was the one that accepted this type of match. So she should have come expectant. The ex-commissioner doubled her efforts. It wouldn’t be long now, and Chloe knew it. It did occur to her to slow down once she had hit this point, just to draw the pleasure out even further.

Eventually, she would get her reward in the form of a quick jettison of Valley’s nectar. Rare to see among the many women of AFW, and Chloe can claim to have brought Valley there. Chloe’s bare thigh eased on Valley’s crotch, slowly grinding down to a halt, more or less drawing it out than caring about easing her down gently. “Mmm…there we go. That wasn’t so bad, wasn’t it?” Chloe knew that Valley wouldn’t care about how good that orgasm felt. At least, not in this scenario. Being brought to orgasm in front of so many people, it would have been more than mortifying for Valley. So much more.

And Chloe loved it.

“But now you made a mess of yourself. Such a naughty dog~” Chloe pushed off Valley, her leg following as it moved away from her crotch. At least the thigh did. The foot, however, as it was raised would take its place, pressing the balls of her feet on it, tapping her toes. Valley would also find Chloe’s hand off her throat, which should be quite the relief after all of this. “I think this lovely lady wants to say something…” To punctuate her point, her foot pressed on the sex more, as if she was grinding out a cigarette. “…don’t you?”