“Ya know, while I have you here since ou fun might be ending soon, I think it's time to tell you a little secret,” Dudley said, flipping the barely conscious Munn onto her back after pulling her away from the railing and taking a seat on her face, “It's voice activated, bitch. Ho, ho, ho.”
At those words, the belt unlatched and the skirt fell down around Munn's face. Dudley pulled the skirt off and tossed it to the side, leaving her just as nude as Munn. Taking it in for the moment, Dudley started to ride Munn's face a little, enjoying the feel of the dark haired beauties nose against her clit, he mouth against her pussy. She didn't even mind it too much when Munn moaned back into consciousness and slid her tongue inside the blonde's snatch, making Dudley start to moan herself. Of course, the match was still going, Dudley knew, and the match still had to be won, so with much regret she stood up off of Munn before she could cum herself and pulled the veteran to her feet.
Despite the pain she was in, despite the grogginess in her mind, Munn knew she couldn't let this bitch win, she knew this might be her last shot to get something going and win. So as soon as she'd gotten back to her feet, she reached forwards and gave both of Dudleys nipples a hard twist before shoving her away. Munn then charged the blonde, arm outstretched, looking to take her down with a Clothesline. Unfortunately, she was a little bit too slow still and Dudley ducked it and – when Munn turned back around – the blonde nailed her with another kick between the legs. Munn gasped out in pain, but Dudley didn't let her rub it away, quickly snuggling in close with her, the blondes back against Dudleys front, where she wrapped an arm around Munns head from behind. Then – after kicking both of Munns legs to either side and making her start to do the splits – Dudley did a quick hop in the air and landed in the splits, bringing Munn's head with her before releasing it as it connected with her shoulder, Munn also doing the splits as the slumped back, the first victim of Dudley's 34th Street Stunner.
“Alright, finishing touches,” the blonde said as she turned behind her to see Munn basically knocked out. Standing up, she took a tour around the ring, first grabbing the belt of her skirt and then grabbing the microphone from out of her bag, “Alright, people. You ready for a miracle? You ready to see Munnsy-Wunnsy's MAGIC MOMENT? Because I know I am!”
With the roar of the crowd at her back, Dudley returned to where she'd left Munn who'd started to push to her hands and knees when the blonde ran up and punted her hard in the face. She then dropped the mic for the moment and dragged Munn over to the nearby steel steps, where she lifted her up and dropped her hard onto them with a Spinebuster.
Spinebuster:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ER4W1i0kqPM With Munn splayed out on top of the steps, Dudley – licking her lips at the entire damn meal in front of her – weighed her options, as she looked down at the belt in her hands. Wrists or neck? Wrists would ensure Munn wouldn't be able to fight what comes next, but eck would hurt – and she knew how much of a pain slut Munn was. She was shocked, honestly, she hadn't cum already with everything Dudley had hit her with this match, but that just went to prove how skilled and tough the veteran was, being able to hold it in as well as she had.
So... wrist or neck? Wrist. Or. Neck?
In the end, Dudley went with what was more fun for her, lifting Munn's head to rest it up against the post and then wrapping the belt around both her neck and post and tying it there, tight, but leaving a little bit of strap in case she wanted to make it even tight. And then – taking a seat on Munn's lap – the blonde went to work as she initiated her Magic Moment sexual finisher.
She began with two fingers, pumping them inside Munn slow as she slipped a tongue down the veterans throat, enjoying the feeling of Munn's moans reverberating down her throat. As she slid two more fingers inside of Munn, Dudley's tongue left her opponents mouth, trailed down her neck and upper chest, and began sucking on Munn's tits – giving each of them their due attention – as Munn herself went from low moans to loud moans and panting from the blondes sexually manipulations. Then to put on the finishing touches, Dudley tightened the strap around her foe's neck before she spun herself around so her face was between Munns legs and began pumping her whole fist inside of Munn as she licked and sucked on her clit until – with a scream – Munn exploded, spraying Dudley in the face with her juices. And as the bell rang, Dudley sat back up, pulled her cum covered fist out of Munn's snatch, and raised it high into the air.
Winner: “Miracle Maker” Olivia Taylor Dudley Almost immediately, a trio of elves made their way down the ramp holding mugs of Christmas Spirits, Dudley seeing them coming as she wiped her face off and licked her hands clean of Munn's juices. As they got near the ladies, Dudley held up a hand to stop them.
“I would love some of that myself, but Munnsy-Wunnsy here on the other hand does not,” Dudley said, walking up, taking a mug, and draining it in one big gulp. Munn tried to say she did want some but even in her tired state she was shocked to find herself instead agreeing with Dudley that, no, she didn't want any.
“Oh, did you forget?” Dudley said with a grin, turning back to Munn, whose eyes were bulging almost out of her head, terrified, as the elves scurried away, “Magical contract, bitch. And that shits binding. So now, I can say anything and you have to just... do it. Like, for example, I could say, 'Hey, Munnsy-Wunnsy. Undo that strap, go into the ring, lay down, and stay there until I come in and ride your face until I orgasm.' Well... go on. Do it!”
To her surprise still, Munn found herself doing just that as she came to the frightening conclusion of just how much control Dudley had over her now. She undid the strap. She stood up, rolled into the ring, and kept rolling until she was in the middle of it. And there, she lay still, unable to do anything but watch as the grinning blonde made the way into the ring herself, skipped around Munn for a few moments, and then took a seat on the veterans face. And there, Munn continued to lay as the already extremely wet blonde started to grind against her face, Munns nose and mouth constantly scraping up against Dudley's pussy and clit as she started slow and quickly picked up speed.
“Use your tongue, Munnsy-Wunnsy,” Dudley said, forcing her oh so delicious puppet to start doing just that, the feeling of it entering her slit and wiggling around to hit all of her hot spots putting her over the edge as her back arched and she screamed with one last loud moan and released her juices all over Munns face.
“Stay there until I say you can move,” Dudley said, seeing Munns hands starting to move and preempting her. Dudley herself rolled out of the ring, grabbed her mic and bag, re-entered, and took a seat next to Munn, “So, I think we can both agree who's the better Olivia, right? Go on. Tell everyone I'm the better Olivia – no, the BEST Olivia.”
“Olivia Taylor Dudley is the best Olivia,” Munn said, laying there, unable to do anything else, as Dudley positioned the mic under her lips.
“Oh, that felt good,” Dudley said, grinning, taking a finger and wiping some of the juices of Munns face and licking them off her finger, “Now tell them, I'm the QUEEN of Olivias.”
“Olivia Taylor Dudley is the Queen Of Olivias,” said Munn, whimpering slightly.
“NOW tell them, oh, let's see,” Dudley said, pretending to think for a few moments though she already knew where she was going with this, “Tell them Olivia Munn is a runt faced little cxnt bitch loser not even worthy of being called an Olivia.”
“Olivia Munn is a runt faced little cxnt bitch loser not even worthy of being called an Olivia,” Munn said, trying but unable to start crying.
“Oh, that's good,” Dudley said, giggling, “But it does beg the question: What do we call you now, hmm? I mean, I have a few ideas, myself.”
At that, the blonde reached into the bag and pulled out a pair of furry reindeer antlers and a red clown nose, which she quickly adorned Munn with before picking the mic back up with a grin.
“Tell them your new name is Rudolph, and your my own personal reindeer bitch,” Dudley said, getting real close to Munns face as she did.
“My name is Rudolph and I am Olivia Taylor Dudley's own personal reindeer bitch,” Munn said, still trying and failing to cry.
“Good, Rudolph, good,” Dudley said, patting her new toy on the head, “Now, get on all fours and stay there till I tell you differently.”
Munn – sorry, Rudolph - did just that as Dudley stood up next to her still holding her microphone and turned her attention to the jumbotron.
“Hey, Caylee!” Dudley called out to the surprise of the crowd, “Hey, bitch, I know your watching. Come on. Lemme see that pretty face.”
After a few moments, the jumbotron came to life showing Caylee and Rosie backstage, both of them in robes with their hair wet, sitting next to each other and looking extremely comfortable, but curious about being called out.
“Oh, look at the two of you, oh, so cute,” Olivia said almost sarcastically as she grabbed Rudolph's hair and yanked it backwards, “So cute it's almost nauseating. But I'm glad you gals were watching this. And I'll tell ya what, though, Caylee. I want you to bring your little friend there down to the ring with you for our match. Because after I'm done with you, well.... I can't wait to add Prancer and Vixen to my little line-up here.”
With the crowd raining down cheers and boos at that comment, Dudley dropped the mic, reached into her bag, pulled out a leash and collar, attached it to Rudolph's neck, and told her to follow her on her hands and knees as the blonde – grinning – picked up her bag and made her way backstage.
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(Up next in a few days..... McDougal Vs. Barks BEGINS.)
