Freya "Gia's Queen and Mistress" (Stufe 4) mail warning

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Self-proclaimed queen, but really nothing more than a loudmouthed bruiser. Freya is known for picking fights she can't win. While she acts dominant, secretly she is a submissive whore. Has a tendency to wind up in all manner of embarrassing situations, acting like she hates it, when in reality loves every second of it.

When losing in bar brawls and street fights weren't enough to satiate Freya's lust for punishment, she joined the world of professional wrestling. Since starting her wrestling journey, she has been on a crash course to becoming the resident jobber and local cum-dumpster, having lost just about every match in spectacular fashion. This has yet to deter her though, obnoxiously challenging just about anybody to a wrestling match, as long as they can tolerate her shrill cries for attention.

When Freya isn't running her mouth, she's getting dominated in and outside the ring. Despite her perverse nature, Freya will always attempt to appear tough and try desperately to garner respect from her peers. Freya has an impressive physique and the strength to match, alongside a deep knowledge of the sport. However, it doesn't take much to take her off her game, because any time one of her three weaknesses are exploited, she has a hard time mounting any kind of comeback. This more often than not results in the bratty beast of a woman getting publicly humiliated time and time again.

Match history

First match was against Big momma. My first match didn't go too well in my favour. She made me crawl, pulled my hair, and pegged me til I came. An embarrassing debut. Big Momma made me do the Walk of Shame, my naked form pulled around by a leash, everyone gawking at my glorious body. I was moist the entire time.

My second match was against Andre The Harpy. After a solid back and forth, with a rather curious failed wrestler watching on, he finished me off with a split and rub. Andre marked up my body with a sharpie, exposing my shameful fetishes to the world.

My third loss was handed to me by my bitter rival, Failed wrestler sam. He had been talking smack to me days prior, dubbing me a "Leaky Slut", before I finally managed to get my hands on him. Unfortunately, he proved to be more than just a filthy mouth. He choked me, he fingered me, and he fucked me. But worst of all, he assaulted my supple nipples, my most tender parts, awakening something within me. Sam finished me off when he gave me a brutal restrained doggy style fucking, I had no choice but to cum, getting fucked like an animal drives me wild. Then he ended the evening with further punishment. Making me cum on his command. "I'M A FUCKING SLUT! A DIRTY LITTLE SLUT! A CUMDUMPSTER! A DIRTY LITTLE WHORE!" Are only some of the things he made me say. My breasts are still sore from the night.

My fourth match was maybe my lowest moment so far, facing off against Role Player. There was a raucous crowd watching this one, a real freaking peanut gallery, mocking and taunting me the entire time. And who led the hecklers? Why none other than Failed wrestler sam! He claims all my losses are my own failures, but he was the one tossing food and drinks at me during the match! Who can win under those conditions!? Well, I must have gotten fucked in twenty different way, all my holes sore and chafed by the end. He fucked my like a dog several times, but it was his tongue on my pussy that did me in. The idiots in the crowd joined in after the match, gangbanging me until I passed out, drenched in their seed.

My fifth match was hands down my shining moment, an actual victory. Though I'm still unsure how I pulled it off. It was me facing off against Andrex. My cunt was pitted against his cock, but I won out in the end, 69ing him into submission. I made him beg to cum, allowing him to shoot onto my tits, succinctly making him my bitch.

My sixth match was a curious one, against Cody Ashton. I was in control most of the match, actually managing to win over most of the onlookers, except for Sam of course. I was feeling might and powerful, claiming to be a queen and using my opponent's face as a throne. But I got a little carried away, sitting on his comfy face one too many times. He used his dextrous tongue to make me cum while on top him, draining me of all my stamina. I had clinched defeat from the jaws of victory. He was thankfully a good sport about it though, thanking me for a good match, even though I was hoping for a little degradation.

My seventh match was against one MrBigCock. He threatened to break me on his cock, while I threatened to break his cock. I wasn't deterred by the size, but in hindsight, maybe I should have. It was surprisingly back and forth, until he built an immunity to my advances. My feminine wiles were doing the trick, and the sheer force of his cock caused me to waver. After some real fucking, and an intense 69, I was down for the count. He demanded I fuck him until he could fill me with his seed, doing his best to try and breed me. My pussy was stretched to new sizes that day.

My eighth match was up against Ben "The Fighter", and it was one hell of a battle. It was a three hour bout where we went back and forth, exploiting each other's weaknesses the entire time. I went for his balls, delivering countless blows, rendering him useless. But he used my tender nipples against me, forcing me into a feeble state anytime he molested them. Thankfully he could barely handle my breasts, sucking on them like a pathetic little babe. It was of course a double-edged sword, the nipple sucking also leaving me vulnerable. Vulnerable long enough for him to lick my pussy into submission. But through that long and arduous fight, I had gained his respect. We had a passionate display in the middle of the ring after the fight, with him nearly passing out underneath me. Afterwards he helped me up and we parted ways amicably.

My ninth match against Jay was one with a lot of trash talk and posturing. He took great pleasure in assaulting my ass, even taking the time to claim it wasn't all that glorious. He spanked me constantly, but that wasn't enough to wear me down. What was enough to wear me down though, was the incessant tickling. Once he started tickling the soles of my feet, I was done. It was dumb luck for him to discover that hidden weakness so early, leaving me frantically panicking non-stop. The groping of my feet left me moist, but the busting of his balls made him moist in return. Even after receiving a rimjob, it wasn't enough to cinch the win. A grapevine fingering left me worse for wear, with no choice but to cum. He came to, after the match, right into my asshole. He filled my hole with his seed, marking me as a loser.

My tenth match was up against Mister V. Once again my weakness to tickling was exploited, giving Mister V the early lead. It was a constant tug of war, momentum shifting the entire time. He stretched me out and manhandled me, while I used the rules of the match to my advantage, calling the ref over to break us apart on more than one occasion. I found some succes when I found out Mister V shared a weakness with me. I made full use of that, abusing his nipples relentlessly. Another grapevine fingering had me backed into the corner, the cum flowing uncontrollably. He gave me a courtesy nipple pinch before leaving me pathetically panting in the middle of the ring.

After taking Failed wrestler sam under my wing, and painstakingly tried to train him to become a decent wrestler, he suffered a humiliating defeat to some no good whore. I challenged Sam to a match to teach him a lesson after losing so succinctly. He had the nerve to call me an old hag, which really put me in a bad mood. It started off heated, and I managed to make him cum first. But he swiftly took me down and then he forced me to orgasm. It was down to the final round, but he managed to best me, proving to me just how far he had come. He had me laid out in the center of the ring and showered my body with his foul cream. It would have been no big deal, since it was an empty arena match, but of course that little jerk had to snap a pic of me drenched in his sticky seed. If people found out that I was so easily defeated by my own student, my business would tank. So of course he used that pic as blackmail, forcing me to become his personal slave. After a thorough spanking, which left my ass red and swollen, Sam made me use my tongue to clean not only the ring, but also his entire body. I can still taste his salty balls to this day. He also insisted that I apologize while I did it, making me say some truly disgraceful things. Like: Sorry I'm such a loser sir. Sorry I'm such a perverted filthy slut, sorry I'm nothing but a jobber, I'm just an ugly old hag, and I'm sorry for being a leaky bitch. And if that wasn't degrading enough, he took my clothes and made me walk home naked. This rivalry is far from over!

My pride having been scarred so painfully, I ended up having myself a salacious sex fight with Alex. Not normally something I would engage in, but I wasn't feeling up to another loss in a wrestling match, which is supposed to be my specialty. Plus I needed the money, since the clientele at my wrestling gym had diminished in recent weeks. Still can't figure out why though. It was a seedy bedroom brawl, which I was clearly not prepared for. I had no idea just how filthy it could get. Alex used their spit and snot to unnerve me and disorient me, and it worked a treat. I found myself tied to the bed and used and abused. I had no answer for their underhanded and rotten tactics. After having their way with me, they turned me into their toilet slut for an entire week, which I was forced to wear like a badge of honour. I'll definitely think carefully before agreeing to any wagers.

Soon after such a demoralizing defeat, I found myself in a match against Big Daddy. He told me he could use a new butt slut or cum slut, which naturally had me seeing red. I took the early advantage, but he used his impressive body to overpower me. While I weakened him with low blows, he paid it back in kind with hardy tit slaps. He was belligerent the whole way through, refusing to give in to me, but I whipped him into shape. Took a whole lot of boob-based offence, lemme tell ya. I appealed to his desire to be womanhandled by a motherly woman, still not sure if I should be offended or not, but I took him down with relative ease. I finished him off by letting him cum on my tits, then making him lick it off, as I milked him dry. He sucked on my tits like a little bitch, as I jerked him until he had nothing left. I made him call himself Big Bitch and then left him to cum onto himself in the middle of the ring. That massaged my wounded pride a little bit.

Trying to ride this victorious momentum, I challenged Buff Boy to a match. Of course he took notice of my "title", "Alex's Toilet Slut", making sure to point that out before the start of the match. So I was already in a foul mood,so things didn't exactly go my way. While it was still a competitive bout, Buff Boy fucked me several different ways, leaving my mouth chafed, my ass aching, and my pussy throbbing. I tried my best to use the milking tactic I used againt Big Daddy, but Buff Boy seemed shrug off all my attempts. By the end he had me in a camel clutch fucking which I simply could not resist, tapping out and cumming for the loss. He flipped me over and came on my chest, turning me into his personal slut for the evening. As we had agreed before the match started, the winner would get to fuck the loser, which he took full advantage of. He had me face down and ass up, ramming my asshole, fingering my pussy, and slapping my tomato red ass. We hit our climaxes at the same time. I came onto his fingers, while he pumped my ass full of his seed. He pulled out, called me a good slut, and left me there to wallow in self-pity. Here's hoping this isn't the start of another losing streak.

Having little luck going up against men in wrestling matches, I called out this female rookie hoping to secure an easy win. I was up against ALTKL1996 It was my first lesbian match, and I had no idea just how much illegal tactics went on here. We started trying to one up each other, assaulting our pussies, then stripping out of our clothes. After some posing and flexing, she called in for assistance to dominate me. I cheated back using special dust to try and blind her. I soon found myself enjoying the domination, and ended up jobbing for her, letting a beatdown commence. This gave her the opportunity to finish me off with a scissoring pin, something I'd never experienced before. She had me gushing like river rapids, unable to contain my orgasm. She decided to further humiliate me by tying me up with some rope and leaving me for anybody who wanted to have a turn. But not before she fingered me one last time, forced her fingers down my throat, and made me taste my own juices. She stepped on my body on her way out, and left me to the vultures. Let's just say that the events that followed, left me sore all over and leaking out of every hole.

Trying to desperately make some cash, since my wrestling school business has been tanking, I ended up signing myself up for something called a Hentai match. This Theo guy thought he was so suave, and I thought I was going to break him. What ended up happening was a mostly one sided affair, as he used nefarious tactics to bind me up and use and abuse me. Since I started off so belligerent, he thought it necessary to punish me and break me. He abused my tits until they were covered in red handprints, fingered my holes until they were moist, spanked my ass until it was red and bruised, and fucked me on and around his desk. He slapped a leash on me and led me outside, showing me off to all of the passerbys. After leading back inside, he turned on a camera to record me in my new state, and fucked each and every hole of mine, until he had me begging for more. He even made me admit to the camera that I was nothing but a cowslut, an animal only good for fucking and milking. I was reduced to a mumbling and moaning cowslut, mooing every time he thrust into me. He even had the audacity to tattoo his name on my tits, above my womb, and on my ass. He left me on the floor, laying in a pool of drool and a puddle of my own juices. Not my most glamorous match...

This bitch really had the nerve to call me out. I was not in a good mood and needed to work out some aggression. This Gia was convinced she could take me with her inferior form. I started off making her worship my feet, licking and cleaning my soles. From there it was a solid back and forth affair, each of us licking and pleasuring each other. I used toys to force her to submit, while she used allies to double team me. Her strap-on made me cum, but all that did was light a fire in me. I fought back with a vengeance, bent on making her my bitch. I stepped on her pussy until she came, making her lick the cum off of my foot afterwards. By that point she was putty in my hands, ready to be moulded into the perfect slut. I debased her with my bare feet, spanked her ass ceaselessly, sat on her face while I abused her from above, and slapped a collar and leash around her neck. Gia was soon barking and woofing at my command. I demanded she sit on my lap as I reamed her in the pussy with a strap-on and ravaged her pussy with a dildo. She got a little over eager and licked my pussy senseless, causing me to cum. So my hand was forced and I had to punish her. I dragged her by the leash around the ring, letting fans slap her ass as we passed them by. I ordered to lick the bare foot of one of the audience members, and lick the sweat off of another's ass. And you can bet she gave that fan a thorough rimjob. I ordered her to crawl back into the ring so I could fuck her in the ass with the very same strap-on she introduced into the match. I told her to cum on my command, finally ending the bout, in dramatic fashion. After the match, I ordered a custom-fitted collar just for her, 'GIA' written on the front, and my name and address written on the back. So that way if she ever gets lost, somebody can return her to me, because she's is my personal slut and pet bitch.