2nd Dance

Ding Ding. Round 2.

Even as Paisley approaches centre-ring that adorable smile never leaves her face. You lock up...

Well, you try to lock up. She grips your wrist, drops down & arm drags you across the mat. You roll through onto your feet & turn around quickly. She's pretty pleased with herself for that one, sucking you in like that.

"What do you think?" her smirk says.

You nod back & smile. "Good one" you think.

Her highness raises her hands for a lock-up, you step in meet it. As you lunge she whips around your back & hooks your arm from behind & arm drags you again. Back onto your feet, again. There she is, smirking again. Your own smile is pretty mirthless, get sucked in twice is embarrassing.

Paisley is supremely confident by now. She twirls around to put her back you & kneels down on all fours. Doggy style? Maybe later. This is the greco-roman starting position, & she's offering to be bottom. Her bottom spills out of that pretty pink thong. She summons you.

What kind of trap is this? Only one way to find out.

Cautiously, you step to her side. When you take a knee, she grasps your wrists to pull you into...

Nothing. You sensed another arm drag, so you've hunkered down all of your weight & stopped her momentum dead. The princess yelps in surprise as you yank her off the ground before catching her mid-air in a side bear-hug.

"Aaaaaaaand 3rd time's the charm" the announcer adds redundantly.

When you squeeze down on her torso a small puff is **** out. To keep Paisley off balance you lift her off her feet, pale white legs reaching down for the ground. Up & down, up & down, so high she goes up on to your shoulder.

How high can she go!

High enough that you don't notice her royal arm headlocking you & riding the downward momentum, turning it into a hip toss. For a split second your face is quashed beneath her boob. She ends up with you in a side headlock that forces you to a knee. One of those tender titties sits innocently on your temple. Also, her tender tushy is now withing easy reach. You resist that urge for now & place your hand on her lumbar instead, putting all your **** into shoving her off you. Paisley flies away into the ropes & rebounds, sprinting straight back at you. With only a moment to react...