Chapter One—Treachery Hatched
Geared up in an all-black wrestling singlet and black combat boots, the UltimateTop aka Donald B. Livingston stood by the ropes. He gazed at the full length mirror against the wall of Daddy Dom Sal’s ring room in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn.
His hulking frame was massive. Livingston stood 6’8” and weighed 325 pounds. He had broad, muscular shoulders and super-sized 55” pecs. The UltimateTop carried most of his weight in his big overhanging belly, his gigantic ass, and 36” quads.
He had a perpetual smirk on his ugly face.
A sheen of sweat lined Livingston’s forehead. He had just finished wrestling drills with his partner George Strong. 38 year-old George and Donald had become close at Greenhaven Correctional Facility in upstate New York. They had reunited after Livingston’s release a few months earlier.
At 6’4” and 240 pounds, Strong had played a key role in BlackAlpha’s post-match humiliation following the former Champ’s victory over Danny Masters. The black muscleman had forced the Ebony Hero to his knees and used zip ties to bind his wrists. Then the UltimateTop and his very fat 6” cock had their way with BlackAlpha, turning him into BlackBeta and denying him the right to a victory fuck of Masters. It was some payback for Livingston's humiliation at the hands of BlackAlpha at Greenhaven many years earlier. But it was not enough payback.
Livingston could hear Strong singing in the locker room showers. Just then a “click, click, click” sound echoed in the hallway just beyond the ring room door. The door opened and in sashayed the promoter of the Tri-State Wrestling Federation—the Devious Diva and Fabulous Vixen herself, Delilah DeLovely. All 6’5” (with 2” black heels) of her.
Delilah wore a cropped black tank top, which barely contained her fake size 40D breasts and exposed her cut dark brown-colored abs, and a tight fitting black leotard. Delilah was adorned with a long flowing blonde wig. Her brown eyes sparkled. She had on her trademark ruby red lipstick and silver painted finger nails, which also sparkled under the light.
“Honey,” she nearly purred, “Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?”
Livingston’s eyes were focused on DeLovely’s bulge. The leotard did little to hide the outline of her 11” black spear of a cock swaying right and left as she approached the metal stairs to the ring. Delilah chuckled knowingly as she surmounted the steps and slid into the ring to face the Lumbering Giant.
“Thank you for coming, Miss DeLovely,” Donald said with a hint of obsequiousness in his voice.
“Anything for my UltimateTop,” she said. “But, pray tell, why did you ask me to come here instead of meeting me at my midtown office?”
“Privacy,” Donald said. “And I didn’t want your Champ Phillip the Philistine—the little sadist—around for our chat.”
DeLovely looked puzzled, but Livingston continued. “You know me as the UltimateTop, but I have another nickname.”
Delilah arched an eyebrow, “And that would be?”
“Mr. Big,” Donald said flatly.
“Well, if the shoe fits….” DeLovely laughed.
“And something else you don't know,” Livingston said, “I’m loaded. Some would say with ill-gotten gains that I hid while I was upstate at Greenhaven, but I would say otherwise.”
“I had no idea,” DeLovely said.
“Not many do,” he said. “I wanted you to meet me because I’d like to make a major investment in the Tri-State Wrestling Fed.”
“Do tell!” DeLovely hummed. “Our matches are sell-outs, and our streaming revenues are robust,” she grinned, adjusting the breasts inside her black tank top. “But we could do so much more for our horny fans with a big investment from Mr. Big.”
Livingston smiled, “And besides earning interest on my investment, I have only a few conditions."
The Buxom Beauty arched her right eyebrow and waited.
Donald said flatly, “I want a title shot. Against BlackAlpha.”
“Well, Mr. Big,” DeLovely said, “we both know BlackAlpha is set to take on our Champ Phillip, the Blonde Alpha Sadist. I promised that opportunity to him. And I’m a woman of my word.”
The UltimateTop said, “I admire your fidelity. But if I make this investment, I expect your loyalty. I’m not saying you need to cancel BlackAlpha’s title shot. But I want him to defeat Phillip and then face me.”
DeLovely looked puzzled, “You just humiliated and fucked BlackAlpha after he defeated Danny Masters. Why not face the Champ when he forces the Ebony Hero to submit?”
“Payback, Miss DeLovely,” Donald said, adding, “He defeated me at Greenhaven. He turned me into the UltimateBottom before the guards and prisoners. I became everyone’s cum dump. Now, I want to take away his title and rail his hole moments after his comeback win.”
“Hmmmm,” the Devious Diva mused.
“And something else,” Livingston continued, “I want you to help BlackAlpha defeat Phillip.”
“Help?” DeLovely asked.
“You’ll make sure he doesn’t come to the ring, lets say, in complete command of his faculties. Maybe assisted by some pharmaceuticals.”
“Why would I do that?” the cunning promoter asked, “I made Phillip what he is. Our Champion. Why would I help to destroy him?”
“Because,” Donald explained, “you’ll lose my big investment if you do not help. You made Phillip what he is. You can unmake him, too.”
DeLovely winced but slowly broke out in a grin. “And what do I get if I do help defeat that muscle-bound blondie sadist?”
Livingston smiled back, “You’ll receive a very considerable bonus and join newly crowned Champ BlackAlpha in post-match ‘stakes.’ And you’ll have my complete backing to remain as the TSWF promoter.”
Delilah nodded her understanding. Then she realized all this talk of betrayal was making her horny. She reached inside the waistband of her leotard, felt her thickening 11” cock, and adjusted it.
The thought of deflowering the Blonde Alpha Sadist with BlackAlpha was getting her worked up. She could visualize the Champ with his mop of unruly blond hair on his knees, staring upwards with his blue eyes, as she swatted his pretty boy face with the head of her big dick. She moaned softly as her erect cock throbbed.
“A few more stipulations,” Mr. Big announced, ”The title match between Phillip and BlackAlpha will be in a cage in the Queens Arena. I’ll referee it. That way I’ll make sure the Blonde Alpha Sadist goes down if the drugs don’t do it first. Then you’ll announce my match against BlackAlpha that very same evening. Worn out, the Ebony Hero won’t stand a chance against me, the UltimateTop.”
DeLovely purred, “That all sounds devious and divine.”
Livingston extended his left hand. He had a large gold ring with a black onyx stone on his forefinger. “Kiss it,” he ordered.
Slowly, the Fabulous Vixen kneeled down before the 6’8” behemoth. From this angle, she could see the fat shaft and swollen mushroom head of a cock pressing into the pouch of Livingston’s black singlet.
She clasped Mr. Big’s outstretched hand and kissed his ring.
The UltimateTop grunted his approval, then slid his right hand into the leg hole of his singlet. He fished out his thick log of a cock, which was 6” and semi-hard. “Now prove your loyalty, Bitch!” he demanded.
“Oh my….” DeLovely half-moaned as she watched the beer can dick harden fully before her. “It’s so fat.”
Livingston smirked and placed his right hand on the back of Delilah’s head. He shoved her face downward, ramming his cock between her lips and into her throat. Gagging sounds echoed around the ring as Mr. Big claimed Delilah DeLovely, making her take all of him.
(To be continued.)
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