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Jillian_Mercer: Tonight is the night where i finally face my Brooke in our match for the Boonanaza! I'm already dressed in my usual ring gear and waiting inside the arena, casually walking around in the ring, looking out for my cute wife to join me.
Brooke_Williams: the lights turn purple and my music hits Star Attraction. I make my way to the ring wearing my normal purple attire. Nervous, but excited about facing my wife. I look across the ring and notice her looking as beautiful and strong as ever. I blow her a kiss as I wait for the bell to sound
Jillian_Mercer: As the bell rings i immediately run towards my beloved Brooke, roll over the floor in a ball and leap up as i reach her, grabbing her head with both hands, spinning around and performing a rolling stunner by slamming her jaw against my shoulder as i drop down onto the mat in a sitting position!
Brooke_Williams: the bell rings and you instantly react. I almost had forgotten how sudden you can be. And despite knowing you as well, you still catch me off guard. You leap up and grab my in the stunner. My body coiling like a spring. My neck snaps as my jaw slams off your muscular shoulder. My body bouncing backwards after the impact. I fall back onto my ass,but my body keeps on Rolling. Finally coming to rest with my face down on the mat, but my feet landing on the middle ropes
Jillian_Mercer: I turn around and chuckle as i see you in the position you're in while getting back on my feet myself. I run towards you and aim a running boot to your face while you're still on the floor.
Brooke_Williams: with my feet hanging awkward on the middle rope I push myself face up off the ground like a pushup. Just as I do your boots come flying towards me. The impact causes me to see stars. My body flying from your boots, I bounce forward off the bottom rope and sail between the bottom and middle rope. Coming to rest on my back on the floor outside the ring. Laying stunned for a few seconds before I pull myself up to my knees using the ring skirt. My head peaking up just over the ring apron
Jillian_Mercer: I lean over the top rope smiling down at you. "Are you more comfortable outside the ring, love? Perhaps i should join you?" I giggle, then climb through middle and top rope where i sling myself off aiming to land with my knees on your face and slam you down once more!
Brooke_Williams: I stare into the ring still stunned and with blurry vision. I try getting up to one knee and I am greeted by your knees slamming into my face. I go flying backwards and crash hard into the barricade around the ring. The thud echoed through the building as the fans gasp
Jillian_Mercer: Walking over to my fallen wife where i grab her under the shoulders, dragging her onto her feet and leaning her against the barricade. I grab your chin with one hand and force you to look at me. "Are you still with me, Brooke? This next part is going to hurt quite alot. Just close your eyes and think of hell." I give you a sexy, evil smile before letting go of your chin, taking a step back and then performing my strongest superkick, making sure to toss you over the barricade.
Brooke_Williams: I am very much out of my wits and on wobbly legs as you stand me up against the barricade. You talk to me but humiliated can't understand a word you said over the ringing in my ears. You take a step back and the next thing I know I feel a sharp pain as my neck snaps back. My body bends in half over the barricade before it just completely flips over it. I slide down the other side. Falling on the back of my neck into the first row of chairs
Jillian_Mercer: I walk towards the ring in dramatic slowness, climbing up the apron and then rolling back into the ring where i pose for the screaming crowd who are on fire after my performance. Waiting for you to get back up and into the ring... If you can.
Brooke_Williams: I lay on the floor in front of the fans with my feet over my head folded in half. I the fans almost as stunned as I am by how viscous you have been. I struggle using the barricade as I pull myself up to my feet
Jillian_Mercer: Seeing you struggle to get back on your feet i climb upon the corner, standing on top of the turnbuckle and raising my arms as i strike a pose for the crowd. Then, i leap off, performing a beautiful somersault and landing with my ass perfectly on your face in a beautiful senton bomb from the top rope.
Brooke_Williams: I get up to my feet slowly and lift my leg up to climb over the barricade. As I do this I see you on the ropes posing for the crowd. The fans going crazy as they understand what is to follow. I get over the rail and still in a dizzy mindset I stumble back a step. As I do you leap towards me, I finally push myself to my feet but it's too late as your sexy toned ass crashes right into my face. The force knocking me to the floor as we land outside the ring with me serving as cushion for your landing
Jillian_Mercer: I sit on top of your face, rubbing my butt over your beautiful visage as i make myself comfortable, not wasting a thought about your well-being after such a painful landing. "We should do this more often, Brookielove. Nothing beats your face as a seat!" I say mockingly and finally get up after sitting around for multible minutes on your face.
Brooke_Williams: upon your landing my face ends up in an all too familiar place. Your cheeks fitting around my face like a glove. Normally I would be more than happy with this position... At this point we are supposed to be in a fight. And so far you have been completely dominating me. Perhaps to prove a point to the fans...or to me. Whatever the case I am partially stunned and light headed as you rub your ass in my face. The fans going wild as your sexy rear in on display in the process. I am getting weaker with each passing moment under you. My air supply very thin. Finally you rise up and leave me gasping. My face red from embarrassment and lack of air. As you stand I use the limited energy I have and try to push myself up. All I can manage is to roll to my side. My face coming to rest on the top of your boot. My hand reaching and grasping your thigh as I try to use your leg to pull myself up
Jillian_Mercer: "Kiss it, Brooke. Kiss the boots that kick your ass." I say with a sinister smirk playing around my mouth while i look down on you, waiting patiently for you to obey me.
Brooke_Williams: I tremble as I struggle to pull myself up. I don't know what I expected from this match, but this ass kicking wasn't it. Perhaps I was expecting you to go easy on me. What a foolish expectation that was. You are not a 3 time champion for going easy on opponents. My thoughts twirl around in my head as I look to the leather of your boots. Boots that I have worshipped many times in the privacy of our home. We are not in our home now, we are in front of the fans. Still, I simply can't resist you. The words no sooner leave your mouth and I am planting kisses on your boots. The taste and smell of the leather overwhelming my senses. You kicking my ass lead me to fall in love with you originally, and now I find myself falling in love all over again. I don't simply kiss, I make out with your boots. Unashamed in my worship of them, uncaring that this is supposed to be a match.
Jillian_Mercer: "Such a good and obedient wife" I laugh as i watch you kiss my boots like you've never tasted anything more exquisite than the leather they are fabricated of. By reinforcing myself with one hand against the apron, i plant my other boot on top of your head, pressing your face against the shoe still on the floor. "Now, tell me who completely owns you and always will, Brooke. Tell it to the world."
Brooke_Williams: I am wrapped up in my own little world, one that is comprised entirely of my tongue and your boot. My tongue bringing it to a military approved shine. My saliva coating every inch. I barely even notice the other boot pushing my head down. Leaving me sandwiched between both of your boots. My face scrunched though I still manage to keep on licking. I turn my head slightly away from your boot to respond to your question " You own me Jillian, you own my heart and my soul " after my response I roll myself onto my back. The sole of your boot leaving a tread mark on my face as I squirm in the awkward position. I get myself onto my back under your boot and begin to lick the sole on the other boot. Unsure if this was your strategy from the start. Although you certainly know my weaknesses. Did you set out with this in mind. Or was it seeing me helpless at your feet that lead to this natural progression? That may never be answered, what is known for sure. The fans have gotten what they wanted, seeing a dominant Jillian in action, and her victim... Her adoring wife. It's a love story that can only make sense in the wacky world of cyber fighting. The whole arena full of screaming fans being treated to foreplay between two lovers.
Jillian_Mercer: „That‘s enough.“ I say with a hint of annoyance on my face as i kick you in yours hard enough to send you rolling over the floor. I come after you, grabbing you and dragging you back towards the ring where i lift you up on the apron and roll you into the ring again. Once i‘m inside too, i make sure you‘re placed on your back before i climb on top of the turnbuckle and then leap off, performing a beautiful double rotation moonsault. As a result, i land on top of you, squashing you under my sexy body. I then grab your leg and lift it for the pin. „One … Two …“
Brooke_Williams: I get so excited in worshipping your boots I nearly forgot we were in a fight. You soon remind me with a swift kick which sends me flying backwards and landing hard on the floor. I sit with a stunned look on my face as you approach me. Grabbing me and tossing me into the ring. You position me where you want and you climb the ropes. I stay in my position as you leap from the turnbuckle. Pulling out a double rotation as you come flying towards me swiftly. I get to enjoy the beautiful scenery for just a few seconds. As you land the impact knocks the wind from me and stuns me still. Your body laying across mine as the ref slides in and counts 1....2....3
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