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Default Dixie vs Cortez (custom story)

This was a commissioned story I finished and thought was decent enough to share. I mainly followed what he wanted to see; if anyone else would like a story written for them leave me a private message. I’m working on a tip jar policy so you don’t have to pay but it helps.

Dixie Defends The Belt
By Stone

The crowd went wild as Yankee Rose came blaring out of the speakers. The blonde amazon clad in cow print chaps over white bikini bottoms and matching cow print bustier came strutting out onto the steel ramp. She gyrated like a stripper while her pyro went off around her; her cowboy hat tipped forward to hide her beautiful blue eyes as she felt up her large breasts before running her hands down her firm body as the crowd continued cheering her name while the entrance music reverberated throughout the arena.
“Dixie! Dixie! Dixie!” They clapped in unison as the tall blonde sauntered down the ramp and climbed the steps into the ring. Dixie Clements had laid out a challenge to anyone who wanted a shot at her title. After sliding into the ring, the gold belt wrapped around her waist was unlatched in a flurry then held above her head as she stood on the second turnbuckle while the audience continued to chant her name.

Her opponent, Dan Cortez, waited in his corner wearing a pair of simple black tights; his paunch hanging over the waistband of his trunks. As Dixie climbed down she handed the belt to the referee and tossed her hat to the ring attendant. Cortez had challenged saying Dixie was a washed up Texas hick who needed a real man to put her in her place. The champ had accepted the offer with the caveat that submissions can only be accepted by the other wrestler before the match was ruled over. The dark haired out of shape man in his late 20s cackled at the offer saying he couldn’t wait to break the hick over his knee until she was begging him to stop.

As the bell rung, Dixie calmly walked to the center of the ring; she was at least several inches taller than Cortez though judging by his gut he was at least forty pounds heavier than the blonde amazon. She lifted a hand up high, signaling for a test of strength; the audience guffawed as Cortez took several leaps in the air, his own arm falling short of being able to grasp the beautiful blonde’s hand. When she lowered it, using just her single right hand, Dixie was able to bend Cortez back as he fruitlessly tried to push back against the champ’s strength with both hands.

By the time Cortez was down on knee, Dixie chuckled that she was flattered but would decline his offer of marriage. In a single tug she pulled the shorter man back to his feet and whipped him into the ropes. Cortez was able to turn his back to bounce off it but wasn’t quick enough as Dixie was already there; leveling her cowboy boot right into his face.

The crowd cheered as Cortez nearly did a cartwheel in the air before landing face down on the mat. Dixie reached down and grabbed ahold of Cortez’s tights and yanked him up off the mat; giving him a nasty wedgie. His cries were so high pitched he sounded like a girl, making the audience laugh louder. She slapped Cortez across his face then put his arm behind her neck before lifting him up and dropping his ass across her knee with an atomic drop. Cortez felt not only his ass but his balls getting smashed across Dixie’s knee as he rolled around on the mat in a fetal position.

“Aw what’s the matter, sugah,” Dixie said with her thick Texan accent as she leaned over, giving Cortez a perfect view down her cow print top. “Did I hurt those little nuts?” She giggled then pulled Cortez up by his hair only to reach between his legs, grabbing a handful of his family jewels, to scoop him up and drop the diminutive man across her knee with a devastating back breaker.

Dixie held him in place on her knee with her strong grip on his package, enjoying the melodious cries of agony coming from her opponent.

“Where’s the big tough guy that said he was gonna put me in my place,” she asked while twisting his testes in her fist. She finally shoved Cortez off her knee and rolled him over onto his stomach with the tip of her cowboy boot before sitting down on his lower back. She yanked his head up with a handful of his dark hair then laced her fingers under his chin before reclining back; bending him in a camel clutch. Cortez felt like his spine was going to snap like a twig as his boots kicked on the mat.

The referee was asking if he gave up but Cortez was unable to nod or speak with Dixie’s hands locked together under his jaw. The blonde smiled ruthlessly as she reared back harder until Cortez was looking up at her, feeling his body tremble as he tried to fight his way out but he was hopelessly outmatched against the champ.

Dixie leaned forward pressing her breasts into his face as Cortez was plunged into darkness as the silky flesh of her D cups blocked his nose and mouth, preventing him from breathing.
“Ask ‘em now, ref,” Dixie chuckled as she wiggled her tits in his face. Cortez started turning red since he was unable to breathe but as his eyelids began to flicker Dixie released her grip and he flopped face down onto the mat.

He was gasping fresh air like a man who had nearly drowned when the blonde amazon got down on the canvas and wrapped her legs around his head. Dixie thrust her impressive chest up as she arched her body off the mat to add more pressure to the headscissors while Cortez tried in vain to separate the champion’s muscular appendages. When that failed, Cortez tried crawling towards the rope, hoping to break the hold before Dixie broke his skull.

The blonde smiled and allowed her weaker male opponent a chance to inch his way near an escape before she crossed her boots at the ankle and squeezed so hard Cortez thought his jaw was going to shatter. He began furiously slapping the mat to signal his submission to the blonde goddess but when the referee asked if Dixie accepted she cooly shook her head then continued to pour on the pressure.

In a flash, Dixie flipped Cortez around with a handful of his dark hair; pulling his face against her bikini covered crotch, and reapplied her headscissors while grinding herself against her opponent’s mouth. She held his wrists to the mat as Dixie looked like she was simply relaxing while sitting on the mat pumping her thighs around Cortez’s head.

Being unable to tap out this time, Dixie enjoyed the vibrations of her opponent’s muffled grunts against her sex, until the ref tried asking Cortez if he wanted to quit. But once more Dixie refused to accept his submission and released him as Cortez flopped onto his back; panting with relief. This was short lived as Dixie pulled the chubby man to his feet and shoved him back into the corner.

The blonde amazon held onto the top rope for leverage as she pushed her long leg out burying her cowboy boot against her opponent’s throat; lifting Cortez off the mat as he was strangled against the turnbuckle. Dixie giggled as the dark haired man tried slapping on her leg to tap out but she just shook her head, smiling wickedly.

“Nuh uh, you ain’t learned ya lesson yet,” she said in her Texan drawl. Dixie held Cortez with his feet dangling above the mat before letting go, allowing him to fall to his knees.

“You sure like bein’ down there, sugah,” the champ laughed as her opponent genuflected while rubbing his throat. Dixie pulled Cortez to his feet by his hair only to easily lift the short man up over her head in a guerrilla press. The crowd gasped at her strength while the amazon paraded him around the ring as if Cortez weighed as little as her own title belt.

She thusly slammed him to the mat, making her opponent arch up off the mat and hold his beleaguered back. Dixie decided to finish off the pathetic excuse for a man and hauled Cortez up by his hair again before bending down and lifting him up onto her shoulders. Cortez was staring up at the overhead lights wailing like an infant as Dixie bounced his sore back over her shoulders in a torture rack submission hold.

Over and over he begged her to stop until the champ made Cortez admit he was her bitch. Dixie dumped the sobbing wreck onto the mat as the referee raised her arm, declaring her the victor. The champ dragged Cortez over to the ropes and after exiting the ring she cradled him in her arms and carried him up the ramp; he was so small he looked like a child in arms as the crowd cheered the blonde goddess. Before the night was over he was going to learn that women would always be superior.

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