Kayla takes her prize!

You’re facedown in the middle of the ring, your head bowed and your ass raised up high in the air, as her feminine footsteps near.

Taking her time as if to relish every second of it, Kayla even begins to hum a tune to herself, audible only to you.

Too ashamed to even make eye contact, you bitterly recognize the melody.

Here comes the bride. Real classy.

Then, she stops.

Next, you hear the sound of your dark-haired opponent putting on some latex gloves, presumably to use on you.

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see the black harness snaking around her legs, with the artificial cock with your name on it just out of sight.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Your nerves running on high alert, you nearly jump out of your skin as you feel her hand on your tailbone.

“I know you’re not used to this, John.” Her voice then adopts a soothing, almost tender tone, as if the woman speaking isn’t currently brandishing a sex-weapon between her legs. “I’m just impressed you stayed true to your word. Makes you a step above some of the meatheads backstage, if that’s any consolation.”

“It’s really not,” you groan to yourself as her hand then lowers to your unprotected backside.

She continues on, “If this gets to be too intense, the safeword is red, okay?”

Well, your ass is certainly going to be red after this so she’s not wrong about that.

Then, as if conducting an inspection, she runs her now latex-covered hands up and down your cheeks, her touch deceptively feminine and sensual compared to what’s about to come.

Partially mounting you from behind, she continues to tease you, “I’ve had my eye on your little tushy for quite some time, John.”

You can only grate your teeth irritably as her fingers continue to explore the roundness of each masculine buttcheek.

Reverting back to her domineering tone, she whispers enticingly into your ear, “Now, why don’t you spread for Momma?”

Before you could react, Kayla parts your glutes and inserts her index finger for a little more in-depth, digital exploration.

You immediately gasp out as her finger wriggles about in your butthole, unable to make so much as a defiant snarl as your knees go weak.

“So tight…” she giggles, expertly pumping her finger in and out of your prostate to confirm her initial suspicions.

Too compromised to even form basic words, you simply remain on all fours and think of happier days as her finger then slides out of your prostrate just a few seconds later.

Inspecting her finger, a sly grin now crosses her smug face as she leans in to taunt you even before.

Smoothing back the drenched strands of hair from your forehead, she sensually licks up your earlobe before cooing ever so softly, “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”

Somehow, you doubt that very much but smartly didn’t verbalize your thoughts as she walks around you.

“Well, the bad news is that you won’t taste my pussy anytime soon, John. And believe me, you have no idea what you’re missing,” she purrs down at you with a smug leer, teasingly massaging her vaginal lips through her panties right before your very ideas.

Letting out a satisfied moan at her self-service, she grabs your chin with the same hand and forces you to stare down the artificial appendage.

“But, you can taste my cock,” she sneers at you, positioning your mouth directly in front of the “cockhead.”

Swearing to yourself, you reluctantly put your lips around the dildo and begin to lubricate it with your own saliva.

“That’s it, bitch. Get me real wet,” she moans out loud, gently pumping her hips forward as you struggle to reach the base of her bulging dildo.

The imagery is truly startling: you, on your knees with your trunks absent, averting eye contact as you spread your saliva all over your female opponent’s artificial cock.

Petting your head patronizingly as you bob your head up and down, she eventually takes a step back and inspects her now lubricated protruding pillar.

As you glare up at her weakly, you can see that she’s tied her previously flowing raven hair into a single, authoritative ponytail.

“Okay then…” Breathing deeply, she then walks back around to your rear. “Let’s see just how loudly you can squeal for your Mistress.”

Lining her artificial cock up with your butthole, she hesitates only a moment to savor the visual before plunging the phallic shaft directly inside your ass!

Eyes widening in shock as she penetrates you from behind, your immediate response is to...