3rd person pov
Ivan found himself in the ring once again, defending his title as the number one fucker in town.
Tonight's opponent is a waifu from a game.
Baltimore from Azur Lane
Waiting on the ring, Ivan whistles in appreciation as the woman walked into the ring in her tantalizing outfit amidst the cheering crowd in her entrance.
She is wearing her Race Queen attire from the game.
Baltimore's Finish Line Flag Bearer bikini is a vivid and enticing ensemble. The two-piece swimsuit includes a form-fitting, sleeveless bikini top with a daring plunging neckline, adorned with a striking checkered flag pattern in vibrant black and white hues. Sporty accents and delicate golden trim add intricate details to enhance the allure. The matching bikini bottoms continue the dynamic theme, incorporating the bold black and white checkered pattern. This meticulously crafted bikini set not only captures the energetic vibe of the Race Queen skin line but also boasts a bold and explicit allure, with the vibrant colors making Baltimore stand out confidently.
He can't wait to fuck that.
Climbing on the ring, the mature woman faced our champion.
"Tonight's match up is a hentai match between the Challenger and the Champion, win by forcing your opponent to orgasm." the announcer said.
" Noice." Ivan gave a thumbs up to the direction where he knew the private booths are.
Devil Grandma is the best.
Meanwhile, Baltimore's eyes narrow as she hears the match type. She's not fond of hentai matches, but she's loyal to her commander. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the match ahead.
As the bell rings, Ivan charges towards her, his massive size intimidating. Baltimore quickly dodges his first strike, her agility surprising him. She counters with a swift kick to his stomach, but Ivan barely flinches. He grabs her by the waist, lifting her into the air before slamming her down onto the mat with a powerful Tombstone Piledriver.
"Ugh!" Baltimore grunts in pain as she's slammed into the mat. She quickly rolls out of the way as Ivan tries to pin her down, his massive body looming over her. She manages to slip away and stands up, shaking off the impact.
"You think you can intimidate me with your size, Ivan?" she taunts, her energy not dampened by the attack. "I've faced worse."
With a swift kick to his chest, she attempts to stun him again. But Ivan catches her leg, forcing her into a painful Over the Knee Backbreaker.
" This is a nice view from here." Ivan said, admiring her luscious body covered by her tight bikini. He then pushed her off of his knee.
"Gah!" Baltimore cries out as she's pushed off Ivan's knee, landing on her stomach. She quickly rolls over, her eyes blazing with determination. "You may be strong, Ivan, but I'm not going down that easily."
She springs to her feet, her bikini top straining against her chest as she lunges at him. Ivan catches her in a powerful bear hug, his massive arms squeezing the air out of her. She struggles, trying to break free, but he's too strong.
"You like playing rough, huh?" she gasps, her face turning red from the lack of air. "Well, I can handle it."
With all her might, she manages to lift one leg and deliver a swift kick to his groin. Ivan grunts in pain, releasing her.
" Fuck!" Ivan wheezes in pain. A collective Oooh echoing in the arena from the males, feeling his pain.
"That's what you get for underestimating me," Baltimore says with a smirk, taking a step back to regain her breath. She knows she needs to keep him off-balance if she wants any chance of winning this match.
As Ivan recovers, she circles around him, her eyes never leaving his form. She notices the bulge in his Speedo, a clear sign of his arousal. A sly grin crosses her face as she decides to exploit it.
With lightning-fast reflexes, she lunges forward, wrapping her arms around his waist and lifting him off the ground. Ivan's massive size makes it difficult for her, but she's determined. She carries him over to the ropes, bouncing him up and down before finally throwing him over the top rope and out of the ring.
" Damn, girl knows how to play." Ivan rubs head in pain after getting up from being thrown out of the ring.
"Oh, I know how to play alright," Baltimore says with a wink, climbing out of the ring after Ivan. She towers over him, her chest heaving from the exertion. "But this isn't a game. You're going down, Ivan."
She grabs him by the hair, forcing him to look up at her. "You think you can dominate me? I've faced stronger opponents than you." With a swift kick to his stomach, she sends him stumbling backward.
As Ivan tries to regain his footing, Baltimore pounces, wrapping her arms around his neck in a sleeper hold. She squeezes tightly, cutting off his air supply. "Give up yet?" she taunts, her voice muffled by his shoulder.
Ivan struggles, his body thrashing as he tries to break free.
Oh, he certainly likes his current position. A barely dressed woman wrapped around him, pressing her soft body to his is very appreciated.
Chocking is not one of them sadly.
Using all of his strength, he stood up, carrying the woman choking with. Baltimore tightened her hold to make him stop but Ivan is nothing but a beast. He walked at the nearest ring post outside of the ring, turned around and slammed his back on it
"Ah!" Baltimore cries out as she's slammed into the ring post, her grip on Ivan loosening. She winces in pain, her body shaking from the impact.
Ivan takes advantage of her momentary weakness, spinning around and throwing her over his shoulder. He carries her back to the center of the ring, her bikini top straining against her chest as she dangles upside down.
Ivan then grabs Baltimore, lifts her high, flips her upside down, and slams her forcefully onto the mat with a powerful Powerbomb, creating a resonating impact in the wrestling arena.
"Gah!" Baltimore cries out as she's slammed into the mat with a powerful Powerbomb. The impact knocks the wind out of her, and she lies there, gasping for air. Her bikini top is disheveled, revealing her perky breasts.
Ivan stands over her, his chest heaving from the exertion. He smirks down at her, knowing he has the upper hand. "You're starting to lose your touch, Baltimore," he taunts, reaching down to grab her by the hair.
He pulls her up to her feet, forcing her to stand on shaky legs. "Time for the finishing move," he growls, lifting her into a Fireman's Carry position.
Ivan lifts Baltimore onto his shoulders, jumps explosively into the air, and then powerfully slams her back-first onto the mat with a dynamic jumping powerbomb during their intense wrestling match.
"Ugh!" Baltimore cries out as she's slammed back-first onto the mat with a dynamic jumping powerbomb. The impact is even more intense than before, and she lies there, gasping for air. Her bikini top is completely disheveled now, revealing her perky breasts to the audience.
Ivan stands over her, his chest heaving from the exertion. He looks down at her with a mix of satisfaction and lust. "You're mine now, Baltimore," he growls, reaching down to grab her by the hair.
He pulls her up to her knees, forcing her to look into his eyes. "You've been a tough opponent, but I'm going to make you submit." With a swift punch to her stomach, he doubles her over.
He then hoists Baltimore onto his shoulders, adjusts her position, and then slams her face-first into the mat with a powerful Attitude Adjustment.
"Agh!" Baltimore cries out as she's slammed face-first into the mat with a powerful Attitude Adjustment. The impact knocks her senseless, and she lies there, motionless. Her bikini top is completely shredded now, leaving her breasts exposed to the audience.
Ivan stands over her, a victorious smirk on his face. He reaches down, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her up to her knees. "You're mine now, Baltimore," he growls, his voice filled with lust and dominance.
He pushes her forward, forcing her to her hands and knees. "Time for the finale," he says, his voice low and menacing. With a swift kick to her ass, he drives her deeper into the mat.
He kneels behind her and grabs her hips. With a growl, he rips her thong and pulls out his cock.
Baltimore's eyes widen in shock as Ivan rips off her thong, exposing her completely. She gasps, feeling a mix of humiliation and arousal wash over her. "What are you doing?" she whispers, her voice shaking.
Ivan doesn't answer, instead positioning himself behind her. His thick, hard cock is now pressed against her exposed pussy, and he thrusts forward without any warning. "Aah!" Baltimore cries out, feeling him fill her in one swift motion.
He grabs her hips, holding her still as he starts to pound into her relentlessly. Baltimore's breasts bounce with each thrust, her body trembling from the intensity of the attack. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Ivan growls, his voice thick with lust.
" What will your commander thinks if he sees you know, getting fucked by a stranger in the wrestling ring? huh?!" Ivan growled, pounding her pussy from behind.
"Ahh! Fuck!" Baltimore moans, her body arching as Ivan's cock hits all the right spots inside her. The thought of her commander seeing her like this sends a shiver of excitement down her spine. "Please, don't stop," she begs, her voice filled with desire.
Ivan continues to pound into her, his thrusts becoming more forceful and erratic. He reaches around to grab her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples as he fucks her. "You're mine now, Baltimore," he grunts, his hips slamming against her ass.
Baltimore's moans grow louder, her body trembling with each powerful stroke. She can feel herself getting closer to the edge, the pleasure building up inside her. "I'm going to cum!"
" Then cum! Become my bitch!"
"Oh god!" Baltimore cries out as she reaches her climax, her body shaking with intense pleasure. Ivan's relentless pounding pushes her over the edge, and she screams his name as her orgasm washes over her.
Her pussy clenches tightly around his cock, milking him for every last drop of his cum. Ivan grunts in satisfaction, filling her up with his release. He continues to thrust into her, his hips slamming against her ass as he rides out his own climax.
Finally, with a final powerful thrust, he releases her from his grasp and falls to the mat, panting heavily. Baltimore lies there, completely exposed and spent, her body trembling from the intense experience. She looks up at Ivan, her eyes filled with a mix of humiliation, arousal, and something else entirely.
"Ladies and gentlemen, after a fierce battle in the ring, your winner is... Ivan! He claims victory in this intense wrestling match!"
Ivan loves winning.
Especially when he has an after victory celebration.
"Ahh!" Baltimore cries out as Ivan pulls her legs, positioning himself on top of her. Despite her defeat, she can't help but feel a twisted mix of pleasure and humiliation as he rapes her.
Her body is still sensitive from their previous encounter, and each thrust sends waves of pleasure through her. She tries to resist, but Ivan's dominance and the intensity of their match have left her completely spent.
As he continues to pound into her, Baltimore's mind wanders. She thinks about her commander, wondering what he would do if he saw her like this. A shiver of excitement runs down her spine, and she can't help but moan louder.
"Fuck, Ivan," she gasps, her body trembling beneath him. "You're so big."
Ivan growls in response, his thrusts becoming even more forceful.
"Ah! Yes, Ivan! Fuck me harder!" Baltimore cries out, her body trembling with pleasure as Ivan pounds into her. The thought of being exposed and used by him in front of everyone only adds to her excitement.
She wraps her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into her. "Oh god, I'm going to cum again!" she moans, her pussy clenching tightly around his cock.
Ivan grunts in response, his thrusts becoming even more brutal. He reaches down to grab her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples as he fucks her. "That's it, Baltimore! Let go for me!"
With a final, powerful thrust, Ivan releases himself inside her, filling her up with his hot cum.
" We are not done yet, far from it."
Ivan pulls Baltimore up to her feet before pushing her towards the ropes. Pinning her on the ropes, facing the crowd and flashing cameras with her breasts hanging on the top rope, Ivan fucks her from behind.
"Ah! Ivan, stop!" Baltimore cries out, feeling exposed and vulnerable as Ivan pins her to the ropes. She can't help but moan loudly as he fucks her from behind, his cock thrusting deep inside her.
Her breasts hang over the top rope, on full display for the audience. She glances up at the cameras, feeling a mix of humiliation and arousal as she knows she's being captured for all to see.
"Please, let me go," she begs, her voice shaking with desire. But Ivan shows no mercy, his hips slamming against her ass as he continues to pound into her.
Baltimore's moans grow louder, her body trembling with each powerful stroke.
Ivan grabs Baltimore's breasts as he fucked her from behind, groping them in his palms
"Imagine if your commander is watching us right now." Ivan whispers to her ear.
"N-no! Stop! Please, don't talk about him." Baltimore moans, feeling herself getting closer to the edge again. Despite her loyalty to her commander, Ivan's dominance and the intense pleasure she's experiencing are pushing her to her limits.
Her body is on fire, every inch of her sensitive from their previous encounters. Ivan's thrusts are relentless, and she can't help but wonder what would happen if her commander did see her like this. The thought alone sends a shiver of excitement down her spine.
"Ivan, I-I'm going to cum again!" she cries out, her body trembling beneath him. Her pussy clenches tightly around his cock, milking him for every last drop of his cum.
"Aaaah~"
Ivan cums inside of her with a satisfied sigh.
Baltimore cries out as Ivan's cock throbs inside her, pumping his hot cum deep into her. The intense pleasure overwhelms her, and she screams his name as she climaxes for the second time.
Her body shakes with the force of her orgasm, her pussy convulsing around his cock. As Ivan's grip on her breasts tightens, he pulls her closer to him, burying himself even deeper inside her.
Finally, with a satisfied growl, Ivan releases her and steps back, panting heavily. Baltimore falls forward, resting her head against the ropes, completely exhausted. Her body is covered in sweat, and her sensitive skin feels raw from their intense wrestling match and sexual encounters.
"No! Stop!" Baltimore cries out, feeling Ivan's cock throbbing inside her. Despite her exhaustion and the pain in her body, she can't help but moan as he fills her with his cum once again.
Her pussy clenches tightly around him, milking him for every last drop of his seed. As he releases himself inside her, she screams his name, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
Finally, with a satisfied growl, Ivan pulls out and steps back, panting heavily. Baltimore falls forward, resting her head against the mat, completely spent. Her body is covered in sweat, cum, and tears, and she can barely move.
"I-I'm sorry, Commander," she whispers, her voice barely audible. "I failed you."
Then, Ivan masturbates over her defeated body, coating her luscious skin with his cum, marking her as his.
" You no longer belong to your commander but to me."
Baltimore shudders as she feels Ivan's cum splattering onto her skin, marking her as his. Her body trembles with humiliation and arousal, and she can't help but moan as he continues to coat her in his seed.
"N-no," she whispers, her voice filled with despair. "I belong to the Commander. I can't betray him like this."
But deep down, she knows that she's already crossed that line. The intense pleasure and dominance Ivan has shown her have left their mark, and she can't deny the thrill she's experienced.
As Ivan finishes, he steps back, admiring his handiwork. Baltimore lies there, completely exposed and used, her body covered in sweat, cum, and tears. She looks up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of fear, desire, and something else entirely.
"Let's do it in the showers"
Ivan takes her away from the ring for a more private affair
Naked and shaking, Baltimore is led by Ivan away from the humiliating ring. Each step she takes feels as if she's betraying the Commander further. But under Ivan's control, she doesn't have a choice.
His grip on her arm tightens as they reach the locker rooms, and he pushes her into the small shower area. The scalding hot water cascades down on them, washing off the sweat and cum that covered their bodies.
Ivan bends her over a shower head, her breasts hanging down as she feels his lips on her neck, biting and kissing her skin. She moans with a mix of pleasure and pain. One of his hands reaches between her legs, rubbing her sensitive clit as his fingers push inside of her.
"I'm still not done with you, Baltimore."
As if their previous encounters weren't enough, Ivan brutally rapes her once again in the shower. She cries out in pain and pleasure, her body numb from the intense sensations.
Her breasts slide along the slick glass wall, leaving a trail of soap and cum. Ivan's cock plunges deep inside her, tearing through her weakened entrance. Each thrust sends waves of agony and ecstasy through her.
Her teeth clench as she tries to fight back, but she's no match for his strength. Her mind wanders to the Commander, wondering if he's going to rescue her or if he's already given up on her.
"Please, Ivan," she gasps, her voice trembling with exhaustion and despair. "Just let me go."
But it's clear that Ivan has other plans.
Her pleas fall on deaf ears as Ivan continues to ravage her in the shower. His hands grip her hips tightly, forcing her to take every inch of his cock. She cries out, feeling like she's being torn apart inside.
His pace quickens, his breath hot against her neck. "You're mine now, Baltimore. You'll never belong to anyone else."
As he speaks, he thrusts deeper, hitting a sensitive spot inside her. Her body tenses, and she screams his name as she climaxes again. Her pussy clenches tightly around him, milking him for every last drop of his cum.
But even as she reaches her peak, Ivan doesn't stop. He continues to pound into her, relentless and unforgiving. Baltimore's body goes limp, her spirit broken.
With a final, powerful thrust, Ivan releases himself inside her once more. His cock throbs as he fills her up with his hot cum, marking her as his completely.
As he pulls out, Baltimore falls forward, her body shaking with exhaustion and the aftershocks of her orgasm. She's spent, her mind and body broken by Ivan's relentless assault.
Her eyes meet his in the mirror, and she sees the satisfaction and possessiveness in his gaze. She knows that she's lost, that there's no going back to her old life or the Commander.
With a soft whimper, Baltimore turns to face Ivan, her body trembling as she reaches out to touch him. "I'm yours, Ivan," she whispers, her voice barely audible. "Do whatever you want with me."
"I wanna fuck you in that lewd outfit of yours, get to it."
Baltimore nods, her body still shaking from their intense encounter. She manages to stand up, her legs unsteady as she walks over to her locker. She opens it, revealing her Finish Line Flag Bearer bikini.
With trembling hands, she slips it on, the vibrant colors and bold patterns once again adorning her body. She turns to face Ivan, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and submission.
"I'm ready," she whispers, her voice barely audible.
Ivan smirks, his eyes roaming over her lewdly dressed body. He steps closer, his cock already hardening at the sight of her. Without another word, he grabs her by the hips and lifts her onto the nearby bench, positioning himself between her legs.
Baltimore cries out as Ivan's cock plunges deep inside her once more. Her body is still sore from their previous encounters, but she can't deny the intense pleasure that surges through her with each thrust.
Her hands grip the edge of the bench, her nails digging into the metal as she tries to maintain her balance. She moans his name, her body responding to his every touch and movement.
As they continue to mate, Baltimore's mind wanders to the Commander. She knows she's betrayed him, but a part of her can't help but wonder if he'll ever forgive her. But for now, she's lost in the heat of the moment, completely consumed by Ivan's dominance and control.
"Ah, fuck yes, Ivan!" Baltimore moans loudly, her pussy clenching tightly around his cock as she responds to his brutal raping. She grips onto the edges of the bench for support, her nails digging into the metal as she tries not to collapse beneath him. The vibrant colors of her outfit contrast starkly against the white of the bench, adding a lewd and erotic touch to their encounter.
"F-fuck me harder, Ivan," she begs, her body trembling from the intense pleasure and pain that shoots through her with each thrust. Sweat drips down her face as she looks up at him, her eyes full of submission and desire.
Their skin slaps against each other, creating a wet and arousing symphony with each movement.
"I-I'm close, Ivan!" Baltimore cries out, her body tensing as she feels her climax approaching. She can't believe how much pleasure she's experiencing despite the pain and humiliation she's endured.
Her pussy clenches tightly around his cock, milking him for every last drop of his cum. As they reach their peak together, their bodies shake with the intensity of their orgasms.
"Fuck, yes!" Ivan grunts, his cock throbbing inside her as he releases his load. His hot cum fills her up, marking her as his completely.
With a final, powerful thrust, he releases her from his grasp and falls onto the bench next to her, panting heavily. Baltimore lies there, completely spent and covered in sweat, cum, and tears.
It was a fruitful night for Ivan.
Waifu Conquered.
New series for horny.
Not canon to the original fic