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Chapter 17 by Cynicus Cynicus

Will you keep going?

Yes

...and pull out a little blue pill that your employer gave you before the match. Popping it you feel your cock begin to harden again, ready for round two.

Casey is on her hands and knees trying desperately to crawl out of the ring, but it's no good. You catch her ankle just before she can pull herself out of the ring to safety.

"Hold up girl, the party ain't over yet." You grab her throat from behind and lift the once proud fight off the ground, her legs dangling limply below her. Stepping forward you perform a vicious **** slam, salmming the back of Casey's neck into the top rope. Her head snaps back in time for you to throw a hard right cross to her face.

Casey drops to the mat moaning, barely able to keep her eyes open, let alone struggle. With her chaps still lying halfway across the ring you mount Casey's tight young ass and slowly shove your cock inside.

Moaning sharply Casey tries to crawl away but your grip is like steel. Casey sobs as you grab her pigtails for leverage and really slam her. From this angle you see Casey's pussy getting wetter, her body unable to fight you any longer.

After the ass pounding of the century you pull out and come over Casey, long since passed out from the pain and numerous **** orgasms. Under her crotch is a stain on the mat, left over from your session. The crowd looks on in stunned silence, their favorite idol now a cum filled mess.

You win.

What's next?

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