Wrestlers get Bribed with Anal Pain to throw the Match of the Century

Jenevieve Hex and Amber Ivy are drilling holds on the mat when Savannah Fox storms in with a briefcase and a proposition. She wants them to dump the big match Friday night so she can clean up on the other side. Amber looks ready to listen. Jenevieve shakes her head—no sponsors, no cash, no deal. Cheyenne Jewel answers with her hands. She bends the girls over the ropes and starts slapping their asses red, then slides fingers between their cheeks, working in deep until the muscle gives. Toys follow: thick, hard, relentless. They plunge in and out until both holes bloom wide, slick and stretched, then yank them free and shove them straight into hungry mouths for a wet, ass-flavored cleanup. Savannah straps up next. She drives into each girl until their legs shake and the fight drains right out of them. Muscles burn. Breath shortens. By the time she pulls out they can barely stand, let alone wrestle in five days. Cheyenne takes her turn showing them what real training looks like. She sinks onto her own hand, wrist disappearing as her hole swallows to the forearm, then presents the long, black Slink. She works every inch inside until only the handle shows. When it finally slides free, coated and shining, Amber leans in and licks it clean, tongue gliding over every curve that just came out of her coach’s ass.