Put your body on the Line...

Pleasure and pain have always gone hand in hand. For Bobby and Jasmine? More so than most. The two were a couple, as sweet as can be. Bobby doted on Jasmine showering her with affection at every opportunity and Jasmine lived for Bobby, treasuring every minute of the time they spent together. You ask anyone who knew them and they’d say they were the perfect couple, never even seen them raise so much as a word against each other.

“I’ve got you now you fucking cock sucker… Time to make you SCREAM!”

“NO! NO BOBBY NOOOO! AAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!”

So most people would be surprised to watch Bobby roll Jasmine over into a Boston Crab and lean back so hard the love of his life begged for mercy.

You see dear reader… for every moment of perfection displayed in public they would revel in a moment of sin behind closed doors. The both of them had a FIERCE passion for erotic wrestling.

The thrill of putting your body against another…

Having the will to overcome…

The mercilessness needed to punish the other…

Knowing you’ll either face the elation of total victory or the cries of humiliated defeat…

It was unlike anything they had ever experienced and it was made all the more wonderful because they were experiencing it together…

Tonight it was Bobby’s who emerged victorious. Tormenting his love in Hellacious Holds and Sadistic Submissions, all the while taking every opportunity to break Jasmine down with mind games and sexual domination… taunting her, mocking her, fingering her and fucking her as she grew weaker and weaker under his sordid .

But it wasn’t always the way. For every time Bobby would lock Jasmine up in a bearhug and pound his thick cock into her hungry twat there would be another night where Jasmine would CRUSH poor Bobby’s skull in headscissors while gleefully stroking and sucking that shaft until he was to blow his load.

Their home-life was good but their Sex-Life was GREAT. Still, as time went on the both wondered how it would feel to wrestle somebody new. The danger… the Thrill… often they’d talk about it endlessly, fantasising… roleplaying how it would feel to watch their lover dominate a rival and how shocking it would be to see your lover fucked and owned by another.

In time curiosity grew too much to bare…

They learned of a wrestling promoter who specialized in the more... risque of matches. As soon as Jasmine heard about them she became giddy with excitement.

"Look at this!"

She squealed, reading through the promo material with glee

"There are women's matches... men's matches... mixed matches... tag team matches... all sorts! Some of them clean wrestling but most of them are x-rated! There's fucking, sucking, stroking and submitting! GAWD! It's like they took our fantasy and found out how to make money off it! We've GOT To try this baby!"

Bobby was just as aroused by all this as Jasmine was and seeing her pour over the website certainly got his engine revving... It took VERY little convincing for him to agree and just a few weeks later the two of them found themselves in a locker-room across town getting ready for the craziest time of their lives...