The stage is set for a battle between SoCal Val and the reigning BBW Champion Chelsea in a non title match.
Before the match. SoCal Val’s owner Kendra James met with Chelsea, and it was agreed upon that if Chelsea were to win, she would gain ownership of SoCal Val and if Val were to win, Chelsea would become the property of Kendra James. And to make things fair, since Val will have Kendra in her corner, Chelsea has asked for WEC owner, Steve (which is me!) to be in her corner.
Tabitha Bolin is backstage with BBW Champion Chelsea and Me.
“Chelsea, I have to ask, why do you have our boss in your corner?”
“It’s simple, Tabitha, Val has Kendra, and since Steve is one of my best friends, I figure I’d ask him to be in my corner for this match. Besides, we have something special planned for Val, don’t we, Steve?” Chelsea says, with a devilish grin.
“That’s right, Chelsea, we do, and I can’t wait to spring on not only Val, but the crowd as well. Tonight will be a special night in WEC history!” I say as Chelsea and I walk away.
Chelsea heads toward the ring, wearing a dark green satin one piece bathing suit, and of course, she’s accompanied by me…Steve.
Now Tabitha is backstage with SoCal Val and Kendra James.
“Val, aren’t you the least bit worried what Chelsea and Steve have in store for you and Kendra this evening?”
Kendra grabs the microphone away from Tabitha.
“So, you and Steve have something planned for Val, huh? Well, we have something planned for you two as well. Come on, Val, it’s time to go!” Kendra says, as her and Val walk away.
Val makes her way to the ring, with Kendra James at her side. Val is wearing a silver satin bikini top and matching shorts.
Once Val enters the ring, her and Chelsea begin having words, as do Kendra and I.
Once order is restored, and both women are in their corners and Kendra and I are outside the ring, ring announcer Karen Rogers enters the ring to make the official introductions.
“Ladies & gentlemen, the following is our opening contest of the evening, and it is scheduled for one fall. The stipulations of the match are as follows: if Chelsea wins, she becomes the owner of SoCal Val, but, if Val wins, Kendra James becomes the owner of Chelsea.
“Now, introducing first...accompanied by WEC owner...Steve...from West Deptford, New Jersey, she is the reigning BBW Champion...please welcome...CHELSEA!”
Chelsea smiles and waves to the crowd.
“Her opponent...accompanied by Kendra James...from Beverly Hills, California...please welcome...SOCAL VAL!”
Val doesn’t even acknowledge the crowd.
Before the referee can give final instructions, Chelsea charges and crushes Val against the turnbuckles. Val crumbles to the mat, barely conscious.
Chelsea picks her up by the hair and throws her across the ring.
Val lays there, not even moving as Chelsea drops her leg across Val’s throat.
“What’s the matter, Paige? Not woman enough to fight me?” Chelsea yells, spitting on Val.
Val continues to lay there, but now she’s crying.
Chelsea now drops another leg across Val’s throat.
“Come on, Paige, I know you want to fight me, Paige.” Chelsea yells, again using Val’s real name.
Chelsea now lifts Paige’s legs and drives her head right into Paige’s cunt. Paige screams out in pan, and almost passes out.
“Don’t pass out on me yet, Paige, I want to beat you some more.” Chelsea says, kicking Paige right in the cunt.
“Please...please stop...I’ll surrender...you...you own me...just...please stop!” Paige says, through her tears.
“FINISH HER, CHELSEA!” I yell from outside the ring.
Chelsea picks Paige up, and gives her not one, not two, but 5 belly to belly suplexes.
Paige is completely knocked out when Chelsea finally does cover her and the referee counts to three.
Kendra James is clearly upset and she leaves the ringside area.
Your winner and new owner of SoCal Val AKA Paige Nicole Mayo...Chelsea.
Paige continues to cry in the ring.
Chelsea lowers her bathing suit around her ankles, showing off her neatly trimmed pussy, and she sits on Paige’s face.
“Lick my pussy, bitch, stop screaming and lick my pussy...I SAID: ‘LICK MY PUSSY...’ BITCH!”
Reluctantly, Paige begins licking Chelsea’s pussy.
“Hey, Paige! You’re officially stripped of the SoCal Val title, if you want to continue to work for me, you’ll go by your real name... you’re officially Paige Nicole Mayo from here on out. Moan if you agree...” I say.
I hold the microphoe down to Paige and she moans her consent.
“Good girl, Paige!” Chelsea says.
Chelsea turns slightly and lowers Paige’s shorts, showing off her smooth, hairless pussy.
She now turns her body so her and Paige are in the 69 position.
Chelsea is now licking Paige’s pussy as well.
But Chelsea can tell she’s close to cumming.
“You’re going to make me cum, Paige...OH SHIT!” She yells as she has an orgasm.
“Don’t stop...keep licking...don’t you dare fucking stop, keep licking, whore.” Chelsea demands.
Chelsea continues licking Paige, pushing two fingers in her pussy.
Chelsea has another orgasm and slowly she rises off of Paige’s face.
“Hold her down, Steve, I want to continue to lick her cunt, and don’t worry, you’ll have your fun, too.” Chelsea says to me.
I put my knees on Paige’s shoulders as Chelsea gets between her legs and continues to lick her pussy
As I’m holding Paige down, I unzip my pants and let my cock pop free.
“Open your mouth, Paige!” I order, reluctantly she opens her mouth and I push my cock into her mouth. I feel the head touch the back of her throat.
Slowly I begin fucking her throat, as Chelsea continues to lick her pussy.
I can tell Paige is getting into it because she takes her hand and wraps it around the shaft of my cock.
Paige begins moaning louder and louder. Finally, she has an orgasm, but Chelsea continues to lick her.
Paige begins protesting, but she has two more orgasms.
I can tell I’m close to cumming as well. I pull my cock out of her mouth and begin stroking myself.
“Cum on her face, Steve...come on, baby, cum on her face.”
Just then, I cum on her face with some getting in her eyes.
Paige lays there, crying.
Alicia Vitarelli now joins us in the ring.
I kiss both Alicia & Chelsea. Chelsea now places a dog leash around Paige’s neck, and all three of us take turns walking Paige around the ring, and Chelsea leads her out of the ring and up the entrance ramp.
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