On the way back

Mitch Bentley was positively drunk on his new power. With his new ring, the arcane energy flowed through his body, eliminating his morality and addicting him to the feeling of exerting it. With two simple sentences, he'd managed to fuck Alexa Bliss and Bayley, two of his all time fantasy women. Now he was going to get the big catch, the most famous woman wrestler on the planet, The Man herself, Becky Lynch.

On the short walk back to the meet and greet, Mitch heard a woman's voice frantically arguing with someone. He was greeted with the site of another diminutive blonde. This one just so happened to be Smackdown women's champion Liv Morgan. The petite blonde had her surprisingly large breasts tucked into a tight, black tank top and her perky, firm ass was squeezed into a pair of yoga pants. Mitch glanced around to see if anyone was nearby and he only saw one security guard.

"The security guard is going to get on his radio and make sure that no one else comes into this part of the arena."

He saw the burly man in the yellow shirt touch his earpiece before hearing him instruct other staff members to keep anyone from coming in this direction.

"Good. Now, Liv Morgan is going to be completely **** to fuck me. And this guy is going to live stream it."

The blonde champ dropped her phone and looked over at Mitch. Her face flushed and her nipples strained against the thin fabric. She ran over to Mitch and started to desperately kiss his neck.

"I don't know who you are, but I need you to fuck me." She said in between frantic kisses.

Mitch started to kiss her back as the security guard held his phone up, streaming the event for all of the world to see. Liv reached up to the neckline of her tank top and yanked down, exposing her pale, round breasts. She grabbed both of Mitch's hands and placed them on her fleshy globes. He started to roughly squeeze them and pinch and twist her sensitive nipples. Liv started to moan into his mouth at the crude treatment.

Mitch moved one hand down her stomach before plunging it into her pants. He was greeted with the feel of her shaven, soaked cunt on his fingertips. The champ shuddered at his touch as her first orgasm triggered. She reached her hands down and pulled down her yoga pants. She wasn't wearing anything underneath them.

Mitch picked Liv up off of the ground and slammed her back into the wall while burying his dick into her tight, wet pussy. The sudden intrusion set off another orgasm for Liv, and she started to scream in bliss from the unexpected penetration. Mitch slammed his hips into hers so hard that the plaster on the wall cracked behind her.

Liv continued to scream through orgasm after orgasm as she thrust her hips to meet his strokes. Mitch pulled out and threw Liv onto the ground. She lay on her back, frantically rubbing at her clit while Mitch aimed his cock at her. After a few tugs, he let loose a torrent of cum, bathing the gorgeous wrestler with his seed. He made sure to shoot as much sperm as possible onto her thrashing form, leaving Liv's upper body and face completely drenched, her hair plastered to her head.

Mitch looked at the security guard and a thought occurred to him.

"You. Call all of the other security here. Liv, fuck all of them. But don't be late for the show. And don't wash any of the cum off of you before you go out for your match."

On his was back to the luxury suite, Mitch saw a cluster of yellow-shirted security staff racing to Liv's location. By the time he got back to the meet and greet, he could hear her orgasmic shrieks echoing through the corridor.

But, it was time to show Big Time Bex her place in the world.