Tales of the SFL 04: Cherry Kiss

Finally stopping in front of him, she only gave a haughty smile before telling him, "I like a strong, confident man, and then..."

Her lips then curled into a menacing sneer as she stopped in front of him. "...turning him into my own personal bitch."

Daniel's head instantly flashed with red lights as he frantically recalled Sam's briefing session backstage.

His trainer had mentioned that she had often performed in the more niche gentlemen's clubs, but he wasn't expecting it to be that kind of niche.

Seemingly reading his mind, she told him almost casually, "Did I mention I have a bit of a domination kink?"

He only grated his teeth, deciding to take the verbal sparring up a notch.

"So, why'd you leave to go join the League, then? What, rubbing your tits in some drunk guy's face and getting liquor poured all over you just wasn't doing it for you anymore?"

"I left because I wasn't getting what I wanted," she countered coolly. "I was too busy making other people happy I forgot about little ol' me. But, thanks for asking, sweetie."

"Well, nothing against your 'craft' but it'll take a lot more than a few lap dances and twerks to beat me," he stated firmly, his combative words actually having the opposite effect on Cherry.

Now just inches away from his determined face, she told him seductively, "I know exactly what men want. And, just so you know, Daniel..."

Daniel instinctively looked down as he felt something pressing down on his feet, only to grate his teeth together when he saw her pantyhosed toes now resting comfortably on the tops of his boots.

"I know all about what you like," she cooed at him knowingly, flashing him a sly wink before stepping back.

Cocking her head to the side at his now slightly flustered expression, she clicked her lips together almost out of disappointment. "It really is a shame that I'm going to have to beat and humiliate you in front of all these people. But, maybe we could spice things up a bit."

"By doing what?"

"A friendly wager, between you and me. That is, if you think you're man enough?" she proposed to him, as if she'd been waiting the whole time to finally bring it up.

Half of Daniel wanted to outright deny it and not allow himself to be distracted by additional stipulations when he had enough to contend with as is.

But another half, obviously the smarter half, wanted to accept just so he could watch it explode right in her face, and possibly cap off another high-profile victory.

There was pros and cons, sure, but in this case, with thousands of his supporters watching, there really was only thing he could say.

"I'm listening," he finally prompted her.

Smirking, she explained, "I've noticed you have quite the mouth, Dan Danger-" As she carried her, he couldn't help but involuntarily stiffen at her sensual utterance of his ring name, "-And to be honest, it's already annoying the shit out of me. So, when I win this match, your cute little mouth is going to go visit a special, little place."

He arched a quizzical eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, you know..." Keeping her sultry gaze on him, she began teasingly running one hand down the small of her back, eventually touching the thin fabric of her thong.

"Just my bare ass," she smiled at him through mischievous eyes.

"Of course it is," he sighed to himself bitterly.

"So, you have to kiss and worship this fine piece of heaven right here," she taunted him, lightly groping her asscheeks right in front of him, before adding over her shoulder, "Oh, and if you do a good enough job, maybe I'll even let you eat my pussy."

"And if I win?" he quickly reminded her.

Rolling her eyes as if merely to entertain his interjection, she revealed, "If you can pull it off, then I will let you fuck me anyway you want. That is, if your cock can handle it."

It was almost too good to be true, but even against the humiliating prospect of having his lips plastered to Cherry Kiss's ass being the next front cover of SFL Illustrated, it was simply a risk he had to take.

Plus, he was horny as hell.

"Deal," he said, extending his hand out.

With the referee watching on, the former stripper shook his hands to cement the wager.

"Good boy. Oh and one more thing." Breaking the handshake, she used the same hand to reach around her belly and retrieve something that had been pinned to her lacy waistband.

Cherry then held it up so that he could see.

It was a small container of chapstick, with a red-colored label down the side and a loose cap.

He squinted his eyes to make out the inscribed flavor.

Cherry Bomb.

"Better pucker up, bitch," she sneered at him, tossing the chapstick at him before sauntering back to her corner.

**

Launching out of his corner as the opening bell rang out, Daniel was all work and little play while his voluptuous rival displayed the exact opposite attitude.

Prancing around on her tiptoes, she seemed completely at ease as they began circling around each other in the traditional starting pattern.

Flashing him distracting grins with every playful step, Cherry Kiss almost seamlessly fell back into her previous role that had allured many a man (and occasional woman) to her tables.

It had certainly worked for her then, but now, Dan Danger was determined to see through it.

Finally springing forward, he feigned a lockup that prompted her to switch to a more grappling stance, only to slip right underneath her outstretched forearms before fully making contact.

Cinching in a rear waistlock, he only had to plant his feet firmly before tightening his grip against her waist.

Despite squirming and struggling heavily in his grasp, Cherry quickly found his grip much harder to break than anticipated.

Normally, Daniel would go for a much more aggressive maneuver to start things off, but for the blonde woman currently trapped between his bulging forearms, he had something to prove.

Grunting slightly, he suddenly lifted her off the ground with somewhat ease before finally bringing her back down in a textbook yet always gratifying mat return.

Feeling the wind briefly escape her sides as Cherry landed bellyfirst on the ground, Dan kept both hands locked around her waist for a moment longer before changing positions.

Shifting over to her side, he grabbed hold of her left arm and suddenly twisted in behind her, locking in a hammerlock with only one arm to keep her facedown.

Groaning against the mat her face was now pressed down against, the former stripper could only huff angrily before a sudden wrench of her forearm nearly had her shrieking in pain.

Pushing up on her legs, she attempted to squirm free of the hold, but Daniel only had to brace his knee against her lower back to keep her pinned down.

But, stealing a quick glance at her now slightly raised rear, a sly grin tugged at the rookie's features.

At first, he gave a heavily exaggerated yawn before his free hand dropped down and playfully slapped her ass.

That demeaning yet strategic move by Dan Danger finally gave Cherry the proper jolt to burst free of her hold, with the rookie offering no resistance as she twirled back around to face him.

Initially letting out a surprised yelp at his brazenness, her brief shock was quickly replaced by silent indignation as Daniel leered at her cockily.

"What, I thought you liked getting slapped on your ass," he taunted her.

She merely scoffed at him, either too focused or pissed off to reply to him formally.

Either way, his plan was working.

The two remained on their knees a moment longer, eyeing each other's movements, before slowly getting back up.

Remaining at an equal distance, the tension was finally broken when Daniel offered his hand out.

Cautiously moving in, Cherry reached out with hers for a test of strength.

As soon as their fingers clasped together, both sexfighters surged forward to attempt to knock the other offbalance.

Not surprisingly, Daniel's size advantage allowed him to easily push back, causing the standoff to only last seconds.

Steadily losing ground as he slammed his chest forward against hers, Cherry found herself panting slightly as his pure strength began to overwhelm her.

Bending her legs back as he took a confident step forwards, she arched her back towards the mat allowing him an inadvertent but still very welcome glimpse at her heaving chest.

Her shoulders sinking closer and closer to the ground, she bridged up on her tiptoes to prevent herself from fully falling down.

But, with his legs now on either side of her sides and his forearms pressing her down inch by inch, that seemed like an inevitability.

Wearing a satisfied grin, Daniel was about ready to pounce down on her and execute a straddling position when he suddenly felt a strange sensation rubbing lightly against his inner thigh.

Scrutinizing her still straining expression, he attempted to ignore it and continue forcing her down to the ground.

But then, it brushed up against his groin.

A shiver of realization rippled through Daniel's face as he recognized the feminine texture of Cherry's pantyhosed foot brushing up against his crotch, sliding in and out of his legs.

Still balancing herself on the other foot, Cherry despite her position flashed him a sultry wink as her foot continued poking and prodding at his manhood.

Realizing what she was attempting to do, Dan immediately relinquished his hold and backed away with some noticeable fluster in his face.

Gracefully lowering herself to the mat, she only smiled at his slightly panicked response, his body language more telling than anything else.

Mentally slapping himself for letting his guard down so early on in the match, he frantically rethought his strategy as she took her time getting up.

Rising in an inherently elegant pose, she almost mockingly held her hand out for another test of strength.

Gritting his teeth, he moved back in to meet her, only to suddenly lash out with a knee right to her unsuspecting midsection.

Just as she was about to bend over, Daniel grabbed her into a side headlock, wrenching hard on her neck before going for a takedown.

Straining slightly, he lifted her up with the headlock still cinched in, grounding his feet as hers left the mat before finally slamming her down backfirst.

Landing with an audible oomph, Cherry could do little more than wince and writhe against his oppressive bicep as he tightened the headlock.

Feeling her body squirming furiously underneath his torso, Dan couldn't help but feel a rush of confidence return as he looked into her struggling blue eyes, knowing full well that they could only hide her pain for so long.

But while he was busy squeezing her throat, he had neglected to notice her slender legs suddenly snapping up into the air towards his head!

Just as he registered the blur of movement in his periphery, her thighs snapped shut around his exposed throat, locking in a hold of her own.

Grunting against her reverse headscissors, he attempted to shake his head free but her calf muscles were deceivingly firm.

Cranking on the pressure to his own throat, Cherry's face twisted into a snarl of effort that somehow didn't detract at all from her natural beauty.

His face scrunched up in a pained grimace, Daniel attempted to continue squeezing his opponent tighter and tighter to force a break, but the sheer force of her legs was undeniable.

A second later, he was forced to relinquish the headlock and redirect his forearms towards breaking her vice.

Now sitting up on her palms, Cherry takes advantage by bridging her hip up, bringing him down to the mat with her legs still scissored around his neck.

Struggling valiantly to escape, Dan could barely even see her smug expression leering at him through the crushing pressure of her leg muscles.

But what he could see and hear, was the collective voices of the crowd chanting his name, again and again.

Summoning a Herculean burst of energy, he managed to wedge his arm in the tight triangle between her legs and pried his head free of her destructive thighs.

Cherry withdrew her limbs back as Daniel rolled free, taking in a few heavy breaths along the way before scrambling up.

Upon returning to his full height, he was greeted by a dazzling blur of a roundhouse kick that just barely missed his gasping features.

Saved only by instinctively jerking his head back, he started to reply in an equally violent fashion as her back now faced him.

However, he hadn't anticipated a follow up back kick by her other leg that smashed squarely into his approaching sternum.

Lurching forwards as a brief swirl of dizziness and even nausea overwhelmed his senses, Dan involuntarily dropped down to a knee as Cherry took a step back to fully admire her handiwork.

Running an excited hand through her shoulder-length locks, she straightened out her posture before taunting him, "On your knees already, Dan?"

If Daniel could form words at the moment, he would most likely tell her to go to hell, amongst other things.

Grinning in anticipation, she finally reached forward, grabbing a fistful of his raven hair to bring him back up.

Directing him towards the middle of the ring, Cherry flashed the crowd a playful smirk before resting her sultry blue eyes on the still reeling Dan Danger.

Taking a few step back, she measured her dazed opponent up before launching another low kick aimed directly at his midsection.

Daniel grunted as her foot connected, but just not where she had intended.

Letting his muscles grow slack to lower her guard, Daniel waited until the right movement before shooting up and catching her foot directly underneath his armpit.

And those same sultry eyes widened into shocked saucers as the rookie absolutely floored Cherry with a momentous clothesline, keeping her left leg hooked just long enough to knock her down.

Her slender body flattened like a pancake as soon as his forearm smashed into her attractive features, the remaining momentum carrying him forward just long enough to fully regain his balance.

Twirling back around, he was on the blonde just as she turned over on her stomach.

Still clutching her jaw sorely, Cherry was utterly powerless as his forearms wrapped around her waist yet again and hoisted her up into the air only to be brought down.

Falling down with her, he delivered a powerful German suplex dumping Cherry Kiss unapologetically on the back of her neck.

The fall had, he hoped, taken away at least some of her fight, but in this ring there was only one way to be sure.

Keeping his arms still locked around her, he pushed himself back up taking the protesting sexfighter along with him.

The second German suplex ended in an even bigger thud on the ring canvas, with her body growing limp like an abused doll as soon as it connected.

Maintaining his grip, Daniel once again dragged the wincing woman back up to full standing to complete his suplex trifecta.

Digging his heels in, he was just about to lift her up again when he was met by some sudden resistance.

Cherry's hands instinctively clamped down on his wrists, but much to his surprise, they weren't trying to pry them off her waist, but instead, were merely guiding them upwards.

Right to her quite sizable chest.

His gut instinct told- no urged him to ignore her very obvious ploy and lift her up into the air again, but unfortunately the increasingly visible erection in his trunks very much enjoyed the feel of her womanly globes against his hands.

No longer writhing in pain, Cherry used his reluctant fingers to lightly grope and knead at her breasts, even emitting soft little whimpers at his masculine touch.

Eventually, he didn't even need her guidance at all, his hands now driven by lustful desire as they continued exploring her well-endowed chest with gusto.

"You like my breasts, Daniel?" she cooed smugly into his neck, her seductive drawl only the cherry on top of her deliciously supple body that he was currently enjoying.

Dan Danger wanted to answer by lifting Cherry Kiss up and spiking her on her head, but before he could act on that thought he felt her ass start to grind sensually against his crotch.

But instead, the pleasurable groan escaping from his lips told his blonde adversary everything she needed to know.

Although she was still "trapped" in his waistlock, it had become evident to the audience that she was now the one in control, at least for the time being.

Purring happily as she felt his hot breath trickle down her back, she gave him another teasing glimpse at her exotic dancer routine by grinding up and down his torso.

Still fondling her now hard breasts through the lacy fabric, Daniel was now completely disarmed of his previous urgency with Cherry's five and a half feet of bodily pleasure stimulating him from head to toe.

Breathing heavily, the scantily clad seductress was about to say something else when she finally felt his manhood poking at her lower back.

Arching her back against him, she whispered in a concerned lover's tone, "Let me give you a hand with that, sweetie."

Not waiting for his reply, she suddenly twisted around to now face him, her pair now pressing softly into his pectorals.

She continued staring confidently into his aroused expression as one of her experienced hands snaked down his belly, slipping underneath his waistband and finding his cock.

Fuck.

Her eyes lit up with triumph as she began working it up to full mast, deftly stroking it until his shaft was threatening to burst from his trunks.

And to "assist" him, she eventually pulled his erect penis out and into the open, right before the watchful eye of the referee.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" she teased him in between pumps, relishing his tortured expression as her talented fingers worked their magic.

Daniel tried to avert her smug gaze, but she was having none of it.

"Oh, your cock does not want you to win this one, Dan Danger," she added with a downright devilish smile adorning her face.

Too distracted to think of a countermove, he tried to physically force her off by clamping his hands around her hips, but after a few more strokes even his muscles started to fail him.

Instead, they dropped down to her shapely ass, eliciting a mischievous giggle from Cherry Kiss as she felt his firm squeeze.

"Oooohhhh..." Tossing her hair back over her shoulder, she cajoled him on in a husky whisper, "I've been such a bad girl. Before I jerk that delicious cum right out of you, why don't you reach down and give me a spank?"

Her tempting words only further carried facilitated the waves of pleasure building up inside his shaft, and at the dazzling speed her single hand was operating at, it wouldn't be long before his bubble of sexual endurance finally popped.

Daniel's eyes widened as a sudden epiphany hit him. Popped?

Before he could further ponder the thought, his hips began bucking against her gliding fingers, seemingly signaling the beginning of the end.

Clamping down on her tight glutes, Daniel was now visibly shaking with pleasure as she furiously plied him, his knees even threatening to buckle with every sensual stroke.

Sensing the defeat in his eyes, she breathed excitedly at him, "That's it, you're almost there. Just give it to me. Give it all to-oh!"

A surprised squeal interrupted Cherry Kiss as Dan wedged a finger underneath her thong and right inside the crack of her supple ass!

Immediately, her fingers slip off his bulging foreskin as the sudden shockwaves of his rear entry reverberated throughout her entire body.