She allows you to become her permanent training dummy

Pleased with your offering, Kelsey's legs slowly unwrap from around you, and she rolls onto her knees before slowly rising before you. You lay face down on the mat completely spent, barely able to move after the **** you've been put through. You don't miss this opportunity to catch your breath, taking deep breaths to refill your depleted oxygen.

After a moment, you lift your head up to see what my wife is up to since freeing you from her thigh's vice grip. You get a perfect view of her amazing ass as she is leaned over, facing away from you, rummaging through a black bag that was outside the ring post.

Crawling up to your hands and knees, you stretch your pained neck back and forth, and wipe some of my wife's nectar from your face, but don't yet have the strength to get back on your feet. You close your eyes and take a deep breath, and when you open them, you see the white lace stockings covering Kelsey's dainty feet.

Standing confidently over you, her sweet voice rings out. "You made such a good little ****... I think I'm going to keep you for awhile." One of her hands grabs your hair and pulls your face upwards to look at her, and her other reaches down towards your neck with something she pulled out of her bag.

A collar. She clasps the collar around your unresisting neck, and slowly unwinds the small silver leash connecting it to her hand. "If I'm going to be the worlds greatest wrestling champion, and I am, then I need a training dummy; Congratulations."

My wife quickly twirls on her toes and starts sauntering towards the edge of the ring, pulling you behind her on hands and knees by the leash, making sure to throw her hips out provocatively with each step. "I'm going to practice all my moves on you, and I've got some I'm just dying to try."

You can hear the excitement in her voice as she continues walking you like a dog towards the exit. "You're also going to be my warm up before matches, and if you do well enough..." She pauses her gait to look back at you with a twisted gleam in her deep blue eyes. "I just might consider letting you warm me up for my husband too."

She laughs as she turns her head back forward and pulls you out of the ring and down the aisle to leave the arena. "Of course once you're too broken to play with, I won't have any use of you."

You don't have anywhere near the strength to make an escape, and somehow you know she's never going to let you gain it; It's time to prepare for your new life as her personal **** and training dummy until she grows bored of you. You don't want to know what happens then.

THE END