At Maria’s Mercy

The well toned and muscle-covered body of Maria storms into the ring. No robe, no play, all nudity and she’s carrying a large gym bag. Dropping the bag by her corner, she begins pacing, like she’s ready to start a match. You freeze up as you remember seeing her on the roster. Toned, muscular, gorgeous, and looked like a total dom to both women and men. 6’4”, 265 pounds of pure muscle, slicked back jet black hair, an ass that’s perfectly round, but also rock hard muscle, and a surprisingly natural set of D-cup breasts that look even larger with her huge pectoral muscles.

You saw that picture of her on the roster and you knew that whoever she stepped in the ring with was in for the fight of their lives. And that’s what you wanted…but only when you’re healed up. And especially not after you’ve been roughly taken by so many strong women before.

Sylvia wheels the instrument shelf over to Maria. Maria looks at each of the strapons, then dismisses them.

“No,” Maria says, “These won’t do.”

Sylvia says, “Maria, I’ll tell you what I told Kaitlyn, this isn’t a wrestling match. You’re just here to peg a new guy.”

“Oh, he’s going to get a pegging,” Maria taunts as she walks over to her gym bag, unzips it, and reaches in. “I have my own toy.”

With that, she pulls out The Colossus. A 14” long, 8” wide dildo, already ready for Maria’s hips.

Bailey’s eyes grow wide with shock as she rushes over to Maria’s corner.

“Maria, no,” she starts to plead, “You can’t use the Colossus on him. He’s brand new. He could barely take Kaitlyn’s favorite.”

Maria looks warmly at Bailey, not a shred of animosity towards her. “Bailey, sweetie,” Maria says, “You know me. And you know what I’m like when I’m pissed off.”

“But do you have to bring it to the ring,” Bailey says, “Do you have to let it out on him?”

“You know these matches are for us women to blow off some steam,” Maria says, stepping into the huge harness for The Colossus. “And you know what they just asked me to do last night.”

“I know what that title meant to you,” Bailey says sympathetically. “You worked your ass off for it. You beat every woman on this roster and even more that quit because they were afraid to get back into the ring with you. But…you know what he means to me.”

Bailey starts to tear up. Maria becomes a bit pacified, not liking to see Bailey cry. She hugs her shoulders.

“Bailey. Babe,” Maria says, “I don’t want to break your new guy…well, not too badly. But right now, I don’t trust any guy. And he’s there for me to blow off steam.”

“Excuse me,” you say calmly as you walk up to both women. Maria turns to you, glaring you down. You have to look up just to look her in the eyes.

“Maria, ma’am,” you say, “I don’t want you to feel cheated. You do deserve respect and…you have mine.”

Maria just stares you down. She likes what you’re saying. She just doesn’t know if she can trust it.

You turn to Bailey, who pleads, “You don’t have to do this. The rest of the sessions are optional, you already signed up. You don’t have to do this.”

“But I want to,” you explain as you gently stroke her face. “You deserve happiness, I deserve to test my limits, and…” you turn to Maria, “Maria deserves a chance to let out her frustration…”

“…that’s why I’m going to give Maria the match she wants.”

“No!” Bailey shrieks as you try to calm her down.

“This is what I can give you all here. I won’t be like the other boys that came through here, unable to satisfy you all with whatever your needs are. And I won’t be like the men that are in charge, allowing us this amazing league to express our kinks.”

You turn to Maria, looking at her respectfully, “Ma’am, when this match is over, if I lose…”

Maria scoffs. “If”

“If I lose,” you continue, “You have my permission to pound me with Colossus.”

Maria nods in understanding. You may have just earned her respect.

Bailey begins to tear up. She’s seen women devastated by Maria’s strapon poundings, never returning after the roughness. She’s seen men broken by her peggings, huge men reduced to puddles of tears, also never to return. She knows what you’re in for.

You turn to Bailey, wiping away her tear. Lifting her chin to look into her beautiful blue eyes, you reassure, “And when the day’s over, I’m going home with you.”

Sylvia enters the ring and makes her way over to the center, signaling you and Maria to meet in the center. Bailey backs away and exits the ring in your corner.

“Well, this is…an unexpected match,” Sylvia says, “Set for one fall. The winner of this match will take the loser’s ass here in this very ring. In this corner, standing 6 feet 4 inches tall, weighing in at 265 pounds, the Argentinian Annihilator, Maria!”

Maria raises her arms, showing off the full physique. She is impressive, fully muscular, but still toned and shapely enough to flaunt her Latina curves. You begin to have second thoughts about this match.

“And in the other corner,” Sylvia says, gesturing towards you, “Standing six feet tall, weighing in at 202 pounds….(your name)!!!”

Bailey’s clapping and cheering can be heard from the corner. You smile back at her, then turn towards your opponent.

“I know you need to let off some steam,” you tell Maria, “I’ll give you as good of a match as I can.”

“And I should warn you,” Maria says, “I have a LOT of steam to let off.”

The bell rings…