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Chapter 15 by Smuckbuttery Smuckbuttery

What sound from her mouth follows?

A cry of pure agony!

The soft pampered flesh of Kelsey's perfect breast immediately surrenders to the harsh leather slamming into it, flattening so completely against her ribs her rosebud nipples grind against them

My wife shrieks in humiliating pain as your first punch dominated her source of pride, her mouth agape in an "O".

You pause, letting her sensual curves spring back to their perky shape, and enjoy watching the targetted tit bounce in reverberation from the blow.

Finally closing her sutpid cockhole, the dominated housewife before you grits through her teeth "oooh fuuuuck...", as she shivers on her feet.

Then you do it again.

This time a wicked hook into the side of her other tit, blasting it into the already battered mammary.

Another shriek of pain, but this time her eyes completely cross as her two perky C-cups smash into each other then bounce wildly side to side, with none of her slutty outfit left to hold them in place.

No pause this time. You're done showing this dumb little slut mercy. She stepped into YOUR ring dressed like a fuckdoll.

She chose to strut around, showing off her sexy body for the crowd to enjoy. She chose the super low cut teddy, with most of her tits already exposed before the match started.

She even dared to try and use her admittedly great rack against you in the match, drawing all the attention she could to her tits.

But her slutty antics earned your ire instead of seducing you. She deserves to learn this lesson the hardest way possible.

Again and again, you smash your gloves into her perky round orbs, enjoying just how incredibly soft they are, whilst still perky enough to bounce so wildly after each strike to give an almost comical showing.

TWHACK!

"AAAAgggh!!"

TWHACK!

"GUUUhhh!"

TWHACK!

"FFFFuuuuck"

You continue blasting the "Blue Angel"'s chest in the middle of the ring until her cries turn into only the slightest of mewling, her eyes rolling around aimlessly in her head, and her tongue flopped over her chin, drooling down onto her battered and completely conquered breasts.

It's clear to everyone in attendance that the cocky little loudmouth brat who started the match has been completely and thoroughly tamed.

What's next?

More fun
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