Pressed against her ass, held in place by her tights.

—This chapter was written by SmittySmith, posted with his permission.

Tina laughs as she casually releases your body and lets you free fall, moaning on joy as she feels you bounce against her large cheek. She releases the waistband of her wrestling tights, forcing you against her soft flesh. The Queen walks through her room regally, swaying her ass with each step, enjoying the feeling of your useless struggles for freedom and the small movements you were able to make as you rubbed against her most well known asset.

She turned and admired her butt in a full length mirror and nearly beat over in laughter as she could clearly see your outlined form, spread eagle, pressed against her ass. At just 6 inches her ass dwarfed you, but since she knew exactly where you were and what to look for she could see you plainly.

Suddenly, Tina's eyes shot open. She had a photo shoot scheduled and after her fun with the new guy, she was running late! She would make him pay for that later. She quickly prepared herself in the mirror and hustled off to the photographer area.

You weren't sure exactly what was going on as Tina's soft swaying suddenly jumped into high gear. You nearly felt sick from the back and forth motion, but managed to keep your breakfast down. Finally, the movement subsided and you could hear a muffled greeting from the outside of Tina's tights. It sounded like she was in a photography studio!

Tina smiled broadly as she imagined the story that would go along with these pictures, especially if her defeated foe was visible on camera. She did a variety of over the shoulder shots and poses that brought attention to her famous ass. After the first few pictures, the photographer seemed confused.

"Uhm....Tina?" he asked.

"Your majesty," she responded coldly. Man...this woman never broke character did she?

The photographer sighed. "Your majesty? There seems to be something....ah....unusual about your bottom today. Did you...um....lose something?" he asked.

Tina rubbed her round ass, putting special attention on the spot where you were located.

"Everything is where it should be," she responded with a terrifying smile. Clearly the photographer could tell that whatever it was sticking out from her tights, it was shaped like a man. He shuddered to think about what was in store for that poor man, and decided it was better to avoid asking further questions so he didn't share the Queen's wrath.

Eventually, the session turned to seated pictures, but Tina made sure to position herself in each one so that her weight was not placed on you. She was enjoying your squirms and didn't want you to fully engulf you, at least not yet.

Finally, it was time for the final series of photos. Tina sat on the floor doing the splits looking back at the camera, the man shaped lump still clearly visible. As the camera clicked, Tina didn't wait for additional instructions. She started to shift her weight back and roll her ass over your trapped body. The camera caught every scene as your body was slowly pressed beneath Tina's full weight.