Doggy Style!

Your masculine hand roughly pushes Kayla’s face down on the canvas, causing her ass to shoot upwards and, more specifically, revealing her naked pussy.

With her panties pulled down all the way to her ankles, your lips curl into a lecherous grin as you take in the roundness of her asscheeks, and the juicy reward that lies between them.

Mounting her hips in a dominant posture, you slowly, sensually shed your wrestling trunks so that she could fully feel your manhood stiffening against her bare flesh.

For her, it is humiliating, demeaning on every level, but for you, it was vindication at its sweetest.

“I can tell you’re not used to being on the bottom, Kayla, so let me give you a little word of advice,” you tease her, twirling your finger around her raven locks before directing her shameful gaze up to you.

Your eyes then flicker downwards to your cock expectantly. “It usually feels better when you get it wet first.”

Getting your message loud and clear, Kayla reluctantly turns around, and with the whole arena watching, takes your cock fully in her mouth.

Closing her eyes as to not linger on the degrading visual, she bobs her head up and down on your length, quickly working it up to full standing.

Keeping one hand around her head to steady her erotic rhythm, you simply stand back and enjoy her oral talents all over your receiving member.

Frustrated and embarrassed as she may be, Kayla knew what she was doing, and her emotions certainly translated into inviting sensations trickling down your cock like electrical surges.

You let her suck you off for just a few moments longer, and then, feeling your now engorged cockhead start to touch the base of her mouth...

“Alright, that’s good,” you tell her, allowing her to release your sufficiently “warmed up” shaft and return back to her previous submissive position.

Wasting no more time on the preliminaries, you grab her by the hips, cock a triumphant grin from ear to ear, and then proceed to ram your fully engorged cock ramming inside her unprotected womanhood from behind!

Shrieking in surprise as your fleshy rod enters her femininity in a pleasurable thrust, she continued to gasp out as you begin settling into the familiar rhythm of pumping in and out.

“Oh. Fucking. Hell. Yeah.” Punctuating each word with a sensual thrust deep inside the petite woman, you let out a low moan as you feel her pussy stretching around the thick diameter of your invasive phallus.

Inhaling sharply, her limbs are complete jello against your thrusting pelvis, and her bitter feelings quickly morph into lustful cries as you up the erotic ante second by second.

A look of pure, unadulterated euphoria now flickers across Kayla’s dark eyes as you continue to ‘hammer’ your point home, so gleefully doing to her what she had done to so many male sexfighters before you.

She could simply no longer hold back.

“Fuck yeah...right there..right...fucking…..oh God yes!” she cries out in utter ecstasy, her sadistic streak finally broken.

Groaning as you start to reach your own climax, you nonetheless have just enough strength to taunt her one last time.

“Who’s. Your. Fucking. Daddy. Now. Kayla?” Roaring your dominance directly at her writhing form, you see evidence of her sexual defeat written all over her now whimpering expression.

The Mistress has now become the submissive.

And then, with one last, emphatic thrust straight into the heart of her womanhood, you come inside her, coating her vaginal wall with your triumphant seed.

Her back arches pleasurably with your cum filling her up, she lets out a passionate cry before her eyes roll to the back of her head.

Collapsing facefirst down on the mat, Kayla is a complete mess: a beaten, broken, and now conquered woman with your fleshy sword still buried deep inside her.

“If a picture is worth a thousand words, well, you’d better get a shot of this ‘cause I’ve got a feeling this shot is gonna be the freakin' Mona Lisa of our sport,” the announcer exclaims in awe, referencing the JumboTron now showing you standing tall and proud over a defeated and sexually dominated Kayla.

Breathing heavily to come down from your own erotic high, you wipe your sweaty brow and slowly retract your cock as your cum trickles down her pussy lips and stains the canvas.

Taking a step backwards, you glance up at the thousands of fans now cheering at your physical (and sexual) victory, chanting your name vivaciously as the conquered Kayla simply shudders pleasurably in your victorious shadow.

Now, it’s over.