[This is a sequel to previous sasha vs kelly story I was requested to do.]
Kelly Kelly vs Sasha Banks: Caged Aggression
By Stone Kidman
The Las Vegas crowd cheered as the steel cage was lowered over the ring. A few minutes after the attendants secured the ten foot high structure, the crowd applauded when Sasha Banks’s music hit. The beautiful brown skinned babe stood 5’05 and a fit 115 pounds, her perky 32B cup breasts contained behind what was essentially a white bikini top with matching booty shorts that hugged her firm ass and white lace up boots. Her purple hair hung loose to her midback as she marched to the ring, all business to get payback.
After the indigo haired vixen climbed up the ring steps and entered the cage, the referee inside did a quick check for weapons, the music changed to Kelly Kelly’s music. The blonde bombshell made her way to the ring, carrying her divas butterfly championship belt over her shoulder, as she waved to the crowd of raucous men.
After Sasha’s previous loss in Sin City, she had demanded a rematch. Vince permitted one last chance in a steel cage; win by pin or submission only. He knew Kelly’s rivals may want to interfere so the cage had a roof to keep everyone out. It wasn’t exactly a Hell in the Cell, but just a way to restrain the match to make it one on one.
Kelly Kelly’s stunning 5’05” and 110 pound body was gifted with a set of natural 34DD’s that defied gravity. The champion wore her favorite gold bikini top and booty shorts with matching lace up boots as she too walked up the steps and entered the cage door as the outside official locked the door behind her. The busty blonde held the belt up for the applause before Sasha Banks attacked her foe from behind.
“You think this is a game, bitch,” Sasha hollered after she leveled the champ with a double fisted axehandle to the back of the head. Kelly Kelly hadn’t been prepared for the sucker punch and had fallen face first to the mat. She was still in a daze when she tried to push herself up off the canvas before Sasha kicked the blonde in the ribs. The official signaled for the bell after he admonished Sasha for the sneak attack but the black woman paid him no mind while she hauled back her boot and kicked Kelly Kelly in the side again; the blow flipped the blonde onto her back.
“Real proud of those crunches you do, huh,” Sasha stated after she stomped her boot down on Kelly Kelly’s flat tummy. The champion groaned and curled up in a fetal position before Sasha grabbed a handful of the champ’s blonde hair.
“Ahh,” Kelly screamed as Sasha ran her opponent’s face into the cage. The busty babe was flung backwards from the rebound of the impact. Kelly Kelly was on her back, groaning and clutching her face, when Sasha grabbed both of the blonde’s ankles. Kelly tried to wiggle her legs free as the crowd cheered, encouraging the purple haired girl boss.
“Let’s see if Mister McMahon will let you stay champ after I ruin that slutty pussy of yours,” Sasha stated before the black girl stomped her boot down on the crotch of Kelly Kelly’s shorts.
“Aieee,“ the blonde squealed while Sasha ground the heel of her boot on the blonde’s twat. The referee stepped in to issue a verbal warning but Sasha knew he didn’t have any authority to stop the match; there were no disqualifications in a cage match, he was merely there to count the pin. Finally Sasha removed her boot as Kelly Kelly once again curled into a ball; the blonde whimpered while she rubbed her sore coochie.
“How about we show off those funbags to all the fans,“ Sasha stated after she pulled the blonde up by her hair again. The champ was whipped into the ropes before Sasha did a dropkick to Kelly Kelly’s chest that knocked the busty babe’s double D’s out of her top. The crowd of adult men at the private Las Vegas show hooted and whistled at the sight of the champion’s bare chest, but Sasha was just getting warmed up. The black babe ran to the ropes opposite of where Kelly Kelly lay and performed a jumping leg drop across the blonde’s bountiful boobs.
“Ahhh, fuck!” Kelly Kelly screamed as she rolled around the mat as if she were on fire.
“Aw what’s the matter, sweetie,“ Sasha said with a sarcastic baby voice, “you can show off your goods for Mister McMahon but they’re not good enough for everyone else?” Sasha bent over and grabbed a handful of the blonde’s long hair; she pulled Kelly Kelly to her knees before the girl boss grabbed the champ’s other arm.
“Nooo,” Kelly Kelly screamed as she was rammed into the cage again. This time, Sasha bent the blonde’s arm behind Kelly Kelly’s back like a hammerlock, which thrust the champion’s chest out. She had her remarkable breasts not only rammed into the cage but Sasha used the handful of her opponent's hair she kept with her other hand to scrape the blonde's tits back and forth across the steel mesh. It acted like a cheese grater on Kelly Kelly’s sensitive orbs and left the champ thrashing wildly until Sasha lost her grip.
The blonde laid on the mat hugging her orbs while she cursed up at Sasha. “Who you callin’ a bitch, hoe,“ the black woman retorted and started stomping Kelly Kelly all over, making sure to pay special attention to kicking and squashing the champion’s once proud melons. Finally Sasha stripped off the blonde’s gold bikini top and used it as a garrote; choking Kelly Kelly, who made gagging sounds as she tried to pry it away from her throat, before the referee stepped in to warn the girl boss he would stop the match.
Sasha released the choke and pulled Kelly Kelly up by the hair. She bent the blonde over at the waist to slam some kneelifts into the champ’s exposed breasts, each one made the crowd ohh and wince while the busty babe struggled to breathe let alone scream, until a final kneelift to her abdomen made Kelly Kelly’s legs turn to rubber.
“Let’s go for a ride,” the purple haired vixen stated before she lifted Kelly Kelly up, almost like a back suplex, but instead dropped the blonde crotch-first over the top rope. Her mouth was open in a wide O shape as some in the crowd winced again while others cheered and applauded.
“Aww is your coochie too tired from riding all that dick backstage,“ Sasha said in the similar sarcastic baby voice. “Maybe this will help,” she said before dragging Kelly Kelly along the length of the ring, the rope burning her crotch through the shorts, before a roundhouse kick knocked the blonde to the mat; barely conscious.
Sasha went about slowly stripping off Kelly Kelly’s shorts before the boss herself stood and removed her own outfit, leaving both women wrestlers nude in the ring. “I want to win this title without any question of who the real champ is,“ Sasha said before she laid on top of her opponent.
The arena echoed with catcalls as the ebony babe laid in a missionary position on top of the prone blonde. Sasha intertwined her thighs with Kelly Kelly’s legs before she secured the champion’s wrists to the mat above her head. The purple haired vixen glared at the referee when he knelt down to attempt to count the pin before the striped shirt older man backed off.
“Hey bitch, you awake yet,“ Sasha whispered as she lowered her mouth to Kelly Kelly’s face. She gave a light peck to the blonde’s lips before moving to kiss her way down the champ’s neck. When Kelly Kelly started to stir, Sasha began placing slow kisses around the busty babe’s DD’s as her foe writhed sexily on the mat. The champion let out a soft moan when Sasha teased the blonde's nipple with her tongue, going back and forth from each breast.
“N-no…,” Kelly Kelly stammered as she tried to resist the pleasure. The blonde’s mouth opened with a breathless gasp when Sasha’s cheeks hollowed out while she sucked hard on the nipple.
“I got you now, bitch,” the ebony wrestler hissed before she spread the champ’s legs wide in a grapevine. The blonde hissed while she struggled to fight the hold until Sasha straightened up. She rammed her B cup breasts against Kelly Kelly’s ample pair. The champ bit her lip to stifle a scream while the purple haired wrestler smiled with sadistic glee.
“Those whoppers can’t handle a real titfight, can they,“ Sasha asked as she rammed their nipples together. The blonde began to wail and tried to buck her opponent off but the ebony fighter had Kelly Kelly’s legs stretched so far apart she didn’t have any leverage. The men in the front row enjoyed the sight of both women’s shaved pussies spread wide for their view especially when Sasha began to bump clits with the champion.
“You ready to admit who the better woman is, slut,“ Sasha asked after she had spent the better part of two minutes torturing Kelly Kelly’s sensitive nipples while she tribbed the blonde. She nodded her head emphatically, saying she would do whatever the ebony wrestler wanted. Sasha released the grapevine along with the champion’s wrists before she sat up and told Kelly Kelly to show her obedience by eating her superior black pussy.
The crowd whistled as the fit vixen stood up before taking a step forward, placing her feet on either side of the blonde’s head. As Sasha began to lower herself down, Kelly Kelly reached up and used a handful of hair to tug her opponent forward. The busty blonde grabbed the back of Sasha’s leg and rolled over to capture the purple haired fighter in a small package; hooking her leg behind Sasha’s knee as the champion leaned with her chest on Sasha's face.
“One! Two! Three!” the referee shouted as he slapped the mat. The bell rang and Kelly Kelly flopped onto the mat as Sasha hadn’t succeeded in breaking the pin. “The winner, and still divas champion…," the official announced while Sasha had a meltdown on the mat. The infuriated ebony wrestler snatched the title belt from the referee and used it to clobber Kelly Kelly across the head, knocking her out onto the canvas.
“Hey wait a—,” the referee started to state before Sasha hauled back and knocked him out with the belt too. The officials outside the ring tried to unlock the cage to assist those inside but Sasha ran over and used the belt to jam the door shut, wedging the butterfly shaped belt between the hinge and opposing steel wall so even when they tried to push it open it wouldn’t give an inch.
“You fucking bitch,“ Sasha growled angrily as she marched over and hauled Kelly Kelly up by her hair. “I was in control the whole match,“ Sasha said, more to herself than the semiconscious blonde, “then as I was going to finish my domination you pulled that cheap roll up crap.” The nude ebony woman tied the ring ropes around the busty champion’s arms, trapping Kelly Kelly, before Sasha sunk her nails into her opponent’s double D’s.
“Aieeee,” she woke up squealing as the ebony wrestler twisted the blonde’s orbs around. Sasha sunk her matching purple fingernails in deep as Kelly Kelly blubbered her apology between sonic screams of agony.
“Oh you’re gonna be sorry when I’m done and Mister McMahon won’t want to look at you after I’m done ruining those big titties,” Sasha hissed. The ebony fighter began driving kneelifts into Kelly Kelly’s funbags, alternating with punches and knees to the blonde’s flat tummy, before she finished by using the champ’s boobs for punching bags until a final uppercut knocked her loose from the ropes.
She was curled up on the mat, sobbing and crying while clutching her bruised melons when Sasha hauled Kelly Kelly up with a handful of hair. Another knee to the stomach knocked the air out of the blonde, which allowed Sasha to pin the champion against the corner. She placed each of Kelly Kelly’s legs over the middle ropes, letting the weakened blonde sit on the center turn buckle, before Sasha moved in closer.
“Ohh,“ Kelly Kelly moaned as the ebony wrestler began sucking on the champ’s nipples. She slid a hand down between the blonde’s thighs to finger her slit, teasing Kelly Kelly’s clit as the indigo vixen edged the champion before moving up to French kiss her deeply.
“You ready to admit who the better woman is,” Sasha said with a whisper as she licked her way up Kelly’s sweaty neck. The blonde gasped and stammered, she had no energy left to fight back, but finally couldn’t take the clit teasing anymore and begged Sasha to let her cum. “Not until you tell everyone who the real champion is,” she said and gave the blonde’s stiff nipple a sharp twist.
“Oh fuck,“ Kelly Kelly gasped as it wasn’t until Sasha bent down to nibble and gently lick the busty blonde’s clit did she finally break down. “Oh god, you’re the best! Sasha is the real champion,” Kelly Kelly shouted as her entire body trembled with horny frustration. “I’m just a slut who fucked my way to the title,” the blonde sobbed as she broke down in tears.
“Prove it,” Sasha said as she lifted her left leg up high and had Kelly Kelly lick the black woman’s shaved twat. “Mmm, who’s the real champion, bitch,“ she purred.
“Foo arr,” Kelly Kelly did her best to say despite having her face pushed against the purple haired wrestler’s gash. Sasha pushed Kelly Kelly upright, while still seated on the turnbuckle, and began to trib the blonde, bashing their pussies together. Kelly Kelly moaned and panted like a cat in heat while Sasha pumped and gyrated her hips until the blonde had a squirting orgasm.
“Who owns this pussy,“ Sasha growled as she continued to fuck the helpless blonde.
“It’s your pussy, oh godddd,“ Kelly Kelly whined as her body convulsed from another orgasm that only ended with Sasha herself climaxing. When the ebony fighter finally backed away, Kelly Kelly’s unconscious body flopped to the mat. The officials finally managed to remove the belt and force their way inside but the real winner was done as she left the ring knowing that the blonde will never forget the time she was truly owned by a real woman; a real champion.
