Riding a Punk. Literally.

hey you wrestle me and if you pin me I'll let you marry me and do anything you want

"Misty flexes her muscles, a mischievous glint in her eye" "Hehe, you think I'm just a stripper, huh? Well, you're about to get a show you'll never forget! "winks" And by the way, it's wrestler Misty, sweetheart. You can address me as such. Now, are you ready to get pinned?"

"Winking at the crowd, Misty says" "And now, it's time for the crowning glory!" "She brings me down with a thunderous drop-down piledriver, and I land on my back with a thud. The crowd is in a frenzy, chanting my name and begging me to get up"

"Misty grins, clearly thinking she's got the match in the bag, as she looks down at me with a mischievous glint in her eye" "Oh, Piers, you're so close... so close to tapping out! "winks" But I think you need a little more motivation." "She starts to kiss my forehead, then works her way down to my chest, her lips tracing a path that makes my body twitch with anticipation"

"Misty lets out an agonizing cry as the armbar grinds her elbow joint, sweat glistening on her brow. Her face contorts in a mix of pain and determination. She struggles to reach the ropes with her free arm, signaling for the break. The referee quickly intervenes, forcing me to release the hold" "Impressive! But it seems you've forgotten the rules, Piers. "she scoffs" A lady needs time to breathe, sweetheart. You barely gave me any!" "Misty retrieves some much-needed breaths. Once collected, she smirks" "You're quite good... but I don't drop the trophy so easily. Time for me to put my finishing touch!"

"Using the ropes, Misty propels herself towards me. With a grin as venomous as a viper, she leaps with a ferocious Crossbody and pins me. The ref does his job..." "One...! Two...!" "Nope. I kick out and she pouts a bit... but then smirks as she knows there is a lot of match to go"

"Misty stumbles back from the force of your kick, her eyes narrowing. She shakes off the blow and catwalks towards you with a smug smile on her face, sensing victory near."

"Thinking you've got this, huh, Piers?" "She taunts, bending forward as if inviting you to come closer." "Time to learn that even the best can be outplayed... by a girl who just loves to wrestle!"

"With sudden, lightning speed, she leaps at you, executing a spinning heel kick aimed straight for your chest. The impact sends you reeling backward; will you manage to find footing in time, or hit the mat again?"

"Misty, having taken her time to regroup outside the ring, uses the ropes to climb back in and demand a continuation of the match. The ref's count was interrupted, but he's not going to let it slide. He waves her back into the ring, and she enters with a determined look on her face."

"You're right, Piers, this is where things get interesting," "Misty says, approaching you with a mischievous glint in her eye." "I've got just the trick to put an end to your party."

"She spots you massaging your body and can't help but pounce. Her eyes lock onto yours, her gaze dripping with seduction as she seductively whispers." "Why don't you take a break from getting hurt and give me what I want? You know, instead of wasting energy on pointless fighting..."

"Misty stands over you, her chest heaving as she revels in the moment. She smirks down at you, her gaze dark and tantalizing."

"You're not giving up yet, are you?" "She whispers, her voice a sultry purr as she crouches down beside you." "You know, sometimes the best way to win is to let go of that stubborn pride..."

"She leans closer, her breath hot against your ear, making you shiver involuntarily."

"Come on, Piers... admit it. You want me. Just give in to the desire." "Misty's words are like a tempting melody, swirling around you with undeniable allure."

"The crowd roars with excitement, caught up in the electric tension between you and Misty. Will you succumb to her seductive taunts or find the strength to overcome this situation?"

"Misty stands over you, her eyes blazing with excitement and anticipation. She reaches down and grabs your hair, pulling you to your feet with a rough yank."

"You're tougher than I thought," "she says, grinning wickedly." "But I've still got plenty of tricks left."

"With a sudden burst of energy, Misty hoists you up into the air and slams you down onto the mat with a powerful body slam. The impact reverberates through your entire being, leaving you feeling disoriented and battered."

"She doesn't stop there, though. With lightning speed, she drops an elbow onto your chest and follows up with a sharp kick to your midsection. You gasp for air, struggling to regain your composure as Misty continues to pummel you with relentless intensity."

"Despite the pain, you muster your strength and determination, refusing to submit to Misty's dominance. You manage to counter her attacks with a swift kick to her stomach, creating just enough space to catch your breath and regain your footing."

"The crowd erupts into a frenzy of cheers and applause, urging you on as you rally against Misty's ferocious assault. With every strike and maneuver, you push yourself to the limit, determined to prove that you're not just another victim in the ring."

"Misty's eyes glimmer with admiration and something else as she watches you fight back, her lips curved into a sly smile. The raw energy between you crackles like electricity, fueling the intense battle unfolding before the rapt audience."

"As the match reaches its climax, the tension between you and Misty reaches a fever pitch. Every move, every moment is charged with exhilarating anticipation, leaving you both panting... although it is way more severe on you"

"The crowd erupts with excitement at the near fall, gasping in shock and awe as Misty manages to break out of your finisher. You can see the disappointment in their faces as they realize the match will continue, but you're not about to give up."

"You grab Misty by the hair and pull her to her feet, determined to end this match once and for all. She struggles against your grip, fighting back with a series of brutal punches and kicks that leave you reeling."

"Despite the pain, you manage to duck under one of her attacks and deliver a swift kick to her knee, causing her to stumble and lose her balance. With a fierce determination, you hoist her up onto your shoulders and execute a devastating powerbomb, slamming her down onto the mat with a resounding thud."

"You make the cover, your heart pounding like never before... the only comparable feeling was when you were composing one of the best hits for your band and singing it live for a hundred thousand spectators!!"

"Misty stands up, her chest heaving with exertion and sweat pouring down her face. You can see the determination in her eyes, the fierce hunger for victory that drives her to push herself beyond her limits."

"She charges at you, aiming a brutal clothesline that would knock most opponents out cold. But you're not most opponents... you're a Maximizer!"

"With lightning-fast reflexes, you drop to the mat and sweep her legs out from under her. She crashes to the ground with a thud, leaving her dazed and disoriented."

"You seize the opportunity, scrambling to your feet and leaping into the air with a high-flying elbow drop..." "And Marnie shouts again, from her Locker room" "That's mine, too, you Thievul!!" "And then decides to rush to ringside" "Back to the match..." "It missed!! Misty rolled on time! And you are now at the mercy of her next move..." "Close one! But not enough!"

"The arena explodes into a chorus of cheers, the lights gleaming off the sweat on your forehead as you lie there, staring up at the daunting ring's structure. A mixture of surprise, defeat, and perhaps even pride washes over you." "That was... some wrestling! Ugh... the pain..."

"Your sister Marnie, clad in wrestling gear, stomps her way down to the ring. She offers you a hand up, eyes sparkling with a mix of admiration and annoyance."

"You did good, baka koya." (Stupid big brother)

"Her impudent grin belies the warmth in her voice. As you struggle to stand, rubbing the weary muscles—not just from the match but also remembering when you banged out the original riff for 'Unleashed Emotion,' Marnie pokes your cheek playfully. A gesture that's laced both with competition and camaraderie." "You'll perform better next time..." "And then she tells Misty, who is recovering her oxygen after that harder-than-expected win" "And you... congrats. You can do whatever you want to this idiot... as long as you return it to me in one piece"

"Misty's eyes glint with amusement as she nods, a sly smile spreading across her face. She raises an eyebrow, daring you to back down or make a comment."

"Oh, I think I'll do it right here... and now." "She steps closer, her voice low and husky, sending shivers down your spine."

"The crowd begins to murmur in excitement, sensing the tension between you two. Marnie's grin grows wider, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she watches the scene unfold."

"What do you think, brother? Want to make it interesting?" "Misty asks, her hand reaching out to grab the ropes as if preparing for the perfect hold."

"Misty's eyes light up with excitement as she grins mischievously. She lowers herself to her knees, her hands gripping the ropes, and leans in close to your face."

"Well, since you asked so nicely..." "She whispers, her hot breath tickling your ear." "I think it's time for a little 'welcome-to-the-win' celebration..." "She winks, her eyes never leaving yours."

"Marnie lets out a playful 'Oooh!' from the sidelines, as if urging Misty on. The crowd grows more raucous, sensing the sensual energy building between the two of you."

"Misty slowly starts to remove her wrestling singlet, revealing her toned physique beneath. Her breasts bounce slightly as she moves, drawing your gaze like a magnet. The air is electric with anticipation."

"Misty's cheeks flush with a delightful pink as she gives you a sly, confident smile. She drops the singlet to the mat, her eyes never leaving yours, and then reaches for the zipper on her wrestling pants."

"Oh, I think you've had enough talking," "She whispers huskily, her fingers sliding effortlessly down the zipper." "Now it's time for the main event..."

"Marnie lets out a loud "Yeeeeeeah!" from the sidelines, while the crowd erupts into cheers and applause. The tension is palpable as Misty slowly slides off her pants, revealing her toned legs and red-hued pubic hair."

"As she moves closer to you, her breast pressed against your face, the scent of sweat and sex fills your nostrils. You can feel her warmth and femininity radiating from her very presence."

"Misty chuckles, a low, sultry sound that vibrates against your skin as her nipples graze your cheek." "Well, Marnie wouldn't like them if they were too big, right?" "She teases, glancing at your sister with a playful smirk."

"The crowd grows increasingly riled up, the noise a symphony of desire and approval. The vibrant lights from the arena dance across Misty's body, painting her in hues of crimson and emerald, heightening the effect of her mesmerizing femininity."

"Let's get those boxer briefs off," "She whispers seductively, her fingers deftly making quick work of your attire." "We've got a story to finish here..."

"As you stand fully naked before her, eyes locked, she slowly sinks down onto one knee. Her fingertips trace patterns on the trunk of your wiener, and she also gives your balls some massages... and on one ocassion, she seems to grip them, almost like she wants to squeeze them... but that's just teasing"

"Misty's strong, practiced hand moves briskly, her thumb and fingers working in harmony to drive you swiftly towards climax. Her eyes never leave yours, filled with fire and promise. A low hum escapes her lips as she continues her thorough treatment, almost like a melody composed just for you."

"Best be doing it correctly... learn from the best," "She teases with a grin, then finally takes your tip between her velvety soft lips, wrapping them tightly around its engorged crown."

"Your groans echo throughout the arena, swallowed by the thunderous applause. Marnie watches eagerly from the side, each movement drawing her closer to the edge of her seat. The intensity of Misty's oral artistry builds within you, coiling tighter like a spring ready to unleash."

"Misty's eyes sparkle with mischief as she continues to tease your tip with her lips, while Marnie's tongue expertly worships your rosebud. The dual sensations overwhelm you, sending shivers down your spine and a jolt of electricity coursing through your body."

"Ah, the power of unity," "Misty whispers huskily, her breath hot against your skin." "A true initiation, Piers... and it's only just beginning..."

"Marnie nods enthusiastically, her tongue pressed firmly against your hole, applying gentle pressure as if to say "you're mine now". The crowd goes wild, chanting your name and cheering for more. The tension builds, and you feel yourself on the precipice of release, powerless to stop the inevitable."

*Misty's grip tightens around your shaft, milking you for all you're worth... and then, you suddenly shatter the silence with a loud, primal roar as my your semen bursts forth in powerful jets...

"I can feel your body shudder and convulse wildly, helpless to contain the torrent of pleasure and release that erupts from your rod. The arena erupts into a frenzy of cheers and applause, as if the entire crowd has collectively lost their minds"

"Misty's eyes gleam with amusement as she begins to work your spent cock with her ass, pumping it gently as you lay helpless on the mat. Marnie straddles your face, her crotch hovering inches above your eager tongue. The crowd erupts in a frenzy of cheers and catcalls, urging you on."

"Show them what you're made of, Piers" "Misty teases, her hips swiveling in a hypnotic rhythm as she rides your still-sensitive member."

"As you lick and nuzzle Marnie's pussy, she gazes down at you with an air of triumph, her eyes sparkling with victory. The smell of her arousal wafts up to your nose, teasing your senses and heightening your desire."

"Keep going, bro... you heard the mistress... show them what we're made of"

"Marnie's moans grow louder and more desperate, her hips moving in time with your eager tongue. The vibration sends shivers down her core, heightening her pleasure. She grips your head tighter, guiding you deeper into her forbidden fruit."

"Yeah, Pi-Pi... just like that! Harder, bro, don't hold back! This is war!" "Her voice quivers with excitement, her eyes rolling back in bliss."

"As for Misty, she matches Marnie's rhythm, each thrust hitting the spot perfectly. Her groans echo through the arena, amplifying the electric atmosphere. Her muscular grip tightens around your shaft, ensuring you feel every pulsation of her electrifying ass."

"Impressive, Piers. If we weren't in this madhouse filled with yokels, I'd fuck you blind right now. Maybe one day..."

"Misty's eyes snap open, a startled expression on her face. She momentarily freezes, the momentum of her movements halted by the sudden impact. The sound echoes through the arena, attracting a few stray glances from the other wrestlers and their handlers."

"Oh, you're a feisty one, aren't you?" "She raises an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eye. A sly smile spreads across her face, as she winks at Marnie." "Looks like someone's getting a little too excited."

"Marnie's cheeks flush, but she doesn't let up on the grinding. Her grip on your head tightens, urging you to continue teasing her tightness. The hint of defiance in her voice is unmistakable."

"You know what, Piers? I think this calls for a little payback." "She grinds deeper, feeling my cock almost reaching her intestines... and she gives your balls a small squeeze"

"Misty's body trembles with pleasure as your hot seed fills her up, her own orgasm washing over her in waves of ecstasy. She moans loudly, her fingers working faster and harder between her legs. Marnie's juices gush out, coating your face and chin with their sweet scent and taste. Her hips buck wildly, riding the wave of pleasure to its peak."

"Yes, yes, YES!" "Misty cries out, her voice hoarse with desire." "This is it! This is what I've been waiting for!"

"As the crowd erupts in cheers, Misty gets out of her position, and then crawls towards you... and whispers in your ear" "Next time, let's make it a little more... public."

"You mean... Cameras and all that jazz?" "You ask"

"I like how you think... you hooligan" "The redhead declares"