Chelsea Green lounged in her private WWE locker room after the show, still buzzing from victory, when the sissy fan slipped inside wearing a frilly outfit that screamed devotion. "Look at you, all dolled up like my personal plaything," she said with a sharp grin, circling him. "Think you can keep up with the champ, or are you just here for the view?"
He stammered about being her biggest admirer, but Chelsea cut him off with a laugh. "Biggest? Let's see if that mouth matches the hype. On your knees, fanboy – time for a proper blowjob on something bigger than your ego." She strapped on her harness, the toy already hard and glistening, and watched his eyes widen. "Witty comeback? No? Good, because I'm not here for talk."
The tension crackled as he complied, lips wrapping around the strap-on while she guided him with witty jabs. "That's it, suck like you mean it – or is your hard cock already betraying how horny you are?" Her own pussy grew wet and dripping beneath the leather as she thrust lightly, building the rhythm. "Pathetic and perfect, just how I like my fans."
Pushing him onto the bench, Chelsea positioned behind him, her voice dripping with command. "Ass up, sissy. This is what you came for." She eased the toy into his ass, starting slow then pounding with athletic precision, her hand reaching around to stroke his throbbing cock. "Feel that? My strap owning you while your own cock leaks like the desperate slut you are."
Sweating and panting filled the room as the pace intensified, her strong hips driving deeper with every witty taunt. "You love this, don't you? Begging for more while I ruin that tight ass." He moaned in reply, body shaking, until she reached her own edge, fingers teasing her wet pussy in sync.
With a final thrust, they both came hard – his cum spilling over her hand, hers pulsing with power as she claimed him fully. Chelsea pulled back, smirking at the mess, her dominance unbroken. "Not bad for round one, but the night's young."
Yet as he caught his breath, Chelsea leaned in close with a teasing whisper that promised far more across the chaotic weeks ahead.
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