A Diva pays Her Dues

Credit: Jack Notgayda

Being a new WWE Diva, Jackie Gayda was still poor. Everything she had,

she sucked dick for. Her job, her hair dye, her breast implants, last

nights McDonald’s, and her skimpy skirt that she was wearing. She didn’t

even have a car. She had to take the bus to the airport. Since she was

such a cocky girl (no pun intended) she thought she could take care of

herself. Jackie didn’t need to travel with anyone. Or so she thought, as

she adjusted her skirt once more. She wore this outfit during her WWE

Heat match as RICO’s manager. It was an incredibly short micromini

skirt, and a vee necked shirt that left little to the imagination of

onlookers. She stood at the bus stop as she waited to make the dubious

trip to the airport.

A young fan in his early 20s openly watched her, who was also waiting to

get on the bus. He smiled at her to show his interest. She looked away

quickly, hoping not to lead him on. The Diva adjusted her skirt to a

lower position, again; then sighed in relief as the bus showed up. She

allowed the man to get on the bus first, as she was wearing no panties

under her skirt.

She sat in the middle of the bus since that area had few people,

therefore less risk of being seen showing her neatly trimmed beaver. She

blushed at how she was turned on by the thought of being seen in public

like that.

She glanced at the seat across from hers and saw the man from the bus

stop. He was handsome, and under normal circumstances, Jackie would have

flirted a little bit with him. But with no panties on and his obvious

attraction to her bare thighs, which she tried to cover again, she

merely smiled a tight smile. It said, you might be looking now, but you

won’t get any of this. His smile back to her was one of confidence. She

was a WWE Diva, whether she deserved the title or not, and no ‘average

guy’ is going to be blessed by her attention, she thought.

She looked him over as he did so to her. She noticed his full lips

first. Then his emerald green eyes in contrast to his olive toned skin.

He seemed to be approximately her age, around 32 (she lied, saying she

was barely 21 on Tough Enough 2). She felt her nipple tighten under his

scrutiny, and inwardly cursed at this response, since it was pretty

obvious that she was becoming aroused. He grinned at her with a definite

interest. She slightly shook her head no.

Finally, nearly dusk, she reached her bus stop. It seemed like it had

been hours, and minutes all at once, but the entire trip was about 20

minutes from the bus stop. She carefully slid off the seat and made her

way to the front of the bus. Murmuring a thank you to the driver she

stepped onto the sidewalk.

She had always hated this part of her journey even during the best of

times. The alley near the airport was dark and sinister. She heaved a

sigh and started to walk slowly toward the darkness.

About halfway there, just at the entrance of the alley, she heard

footsteps behind her. She turned and to her surprise, saw the man from

the bus. She quickened her pace as much as her heart had quickened her

pulse. Not caring that as she went faster, her skirt rode up her bottom

and showed off her heart shaped bottom. Jackie was almost at a trot when

she felt him grab her shoulder and spin her around. She tried to scream

but his hand covered both her mouth and her nose.

Soon her struggles slowed and stopped as she felt the blackness engulf

her. He heaved her over his shoulder fireman style and ran into the

building, an empty warehouse. He tossed her down onto the mattress and

began to tie her feet spread eagle style. He was admiring the view from

that angle when he noticed her beginning to wake up. The sick man took

off Jackie Gayda’s flip flops, exposing her large manly feet. He noted

that they were atleast a size 11 in woman’s shoes. He took one by the

heel and moved his nose close to the underneath part of her fat toes and

sniffed in deep. They stunk a little. He planned on raping her harder

now. Stinky feet = rape me hard, is what he was thinking. He took the

next ten minutes worshipping Jackie Gayda’s feet. Massaging her soles,

caressing them, smelling them, licking and sucking her toes and soles.

Every inch was covered. The man started to get distracted by Jackie

moving around, waking up. He quickly moved to her hands and had

secured her wrist before she realized what had happened.



Her panic took over and her survival instincts made her struggle. She

was like a wild woman. This struggling Diva was a sight to see. A

celebrity, who has contributed to many hard boners from millions of

young horny wrestling fans, was his for the taking. It wasn’t the fact

that he was going to fuck Jackie Gayda hard. No. It was the fact that

Jackie was stuck. Tied up. Bonded. And she REALLY didn’t want to be

fucked. Jackie violently struggled against her ties. Thrashing about,

growling, slobbering, making mean faces. Yet she wasn’t even budging.

This wild creature, also known as a Diva, wasn’t going anywhere at all.

Jackie Gayda was no match for this man and soon gave up the fight,

realizing the inevitable. She was going to be raped. Sobbing she pleaded

with him.

“Please let me go (sob), I promise I won’t tell anyone (sob) about this.

Mr Mcmahon is expecting me. He will come looking for me” She couldn’t

help breaking down totally at that point. He had seemed to be made of

stone, his expression never wavering from a simple blank look.

He watched the Diva cry as he admired his handiwork, in her struggling,

she had also made the skirt rise to her waist, and her neatly trimmed

pussy was laying open to see, as well as a part of her belly, just above

her pubic hair. Her shirt, which housed a fake set of breasts, had also

moved and allowed him to peek at part of a nipple, just like on Raw a

few weeks ago, which he recorded and whacked off to quite often. She was

also braless.

Whistling to himself, he picked up the knife, checked the blade, and

then kneeled next to her. She jumped at his touch and then saw the

knife. She froze. He chuckled and began his work.

He sliced away her skirt. Next he played with the blade barely touching

her exposed skin to frighten her even more. She froze completely,

knowing that he could drive the knife into her heart if he so chose. He

slid the blade in between her breasts and flicked it up. The shirt came

away easily. He then cut off her shirt from her arms and she lay before

him, splayed and on display.

Her chilled nipples tightened in the cool air, and he was tempted to

lick them into the largest peaks she would ever see on her own chest.

Instead, he went to his stash of toys and picked out a few. He had plans

for her.

She saw what he was doing and she cringed. She had never had a toy used

on her, and had no idea what it would be like. She had no idea what a

few of the items were that he carried over to the mattress and laid down


He picked the first item up and wrapped the elastic around her legs, the

positioned the butterfly on her clit. He then took a huge dildo/vibrator

and put a lot of lubricant on it. He then placed the tip of it at her

vaginal entrance, and slowly slid the head of it in. It was thick and

long, and it took some work to get it all the way into her pussy. He

then took the duct tape and taped it into place. Last he placed the

nipple clamps on her already extended nipples and tightened them until

she gasped at the pain. He attached the chain to link them. She was now


First thing he did was to take a picture of her. Simply for blackmail

reasons, since Miss Jackie was so uptight about doing nudity (Note to

all celebrities, get naked, or else…). Next he turned on the vibrator

inside her tight pussy. After that, he stepped back to watch her fight

with her own body. She didn’t want to be aroused, but she was. The

vibrator made sure of that. Crying, she moaned in pleasure. He pushed

the button on the remote control and the butterfly began to vibrate on

her swollen nub. That sent her over into her first orgasm of the


Jackie writhed in pleasure/pain as her assailant pulled on her chain

between her breasts. Her already sore nipples were being pulled on, and

the clamps clamped tighter the harder he pulled. She had another orgasm.

Lost in her world of pleasure, she didn’t see him take off his clothes.

He called her name.

“Jackie Gayda, look at me. I have something for you.”

He indicated his now naked cock. It had to be at least seven inches, and

he was still flaccid! His dick was simply laying on his thigh flopping

around as he moved. She had no idea how big he was, but was eternally

grateful to the large dildo stuck up in her crotch, because with that

stretching her out, she might not tear apart when he stuck it in her

love hole.

“I need somewhere to put this, get it hard and ready for your lovely

pussy. Do you know where I can put it?”

“My mouth. Please put it in my mouth” Jackie begged. Hoping that he

would not want to put it in her virgin asshole.

“Are you sure you want this in your mouth?”


He knelt on her chest and as she felt yet another orgasm hit her, his

soft cock slid into her mouth. She closed her lips around him and began

sucking him for all she was worth. He still had the remote for the

butterfly, and he changed the speeds on it to keep her on edge before

she would plummet again into orgasmic oblivion.

Her moans deep in her throat were felt by his now hard cock, standing at

its full 11 inches. He didn’t want to choke her to death, so he didn’t

put it all the way in her throat, but he was far enough in to feel her

throat muscles constrict when she came.

He reached behind him and pulled off the clamps and she screamed in pain

as the blood flowed back into her abused nipples. As she screamed, he

felt himself cum into her mouth, gagging her. He refused to pull out.

Either she swallowed or she choked. She swallowed.

“Very nice, Jackie. But now that I am spent, I will need to be

re-aroused again, now how do you supposed we do that?”

“I can suck you until you are hard again.” She meekly offered between


“Yes, or I could lick your pussy. Which would you prefer?”

“Lick my pussy until you feel you are hard enough, then fuck me until

you cum again!”

“I think I might do that, but to do so, I will have to remove the

vibrators. Do you want that? Or maybe leave in the huge one and merely

lick your clit until I get hard, then rip out the dildo and fuck you


Miss Jackie shuddered at both scenarios. Both would be almost unbearable

for her. He chose to leave in the dildo and took off her butterfly. This

absence of sensation from her clit was almost painful, until he began to

suck and lick her clit. He massaged her thighs as he did so and her body

quivered in yet another orgasm.

Jackie felt his thick cock growing as it brushed her leg while he was

licking her clit. She wanted him in her mouth again. She asked, and he

complied. Actually, she begged.

In the sixty-nine position, she made her cum yet again and she groaned

around his cock, which slid further down her throat in this position

than sitting on her chest.

He ripped out the dildo and pulled out of her mouth as he finally took

his huge cock and speared her with it in one swift thrust. He felt

himself hit her cervix and kept pushing in. She screamed with the

suddenness of his actions as well as with the pain.

He bit down hard on her nipples as he thrust himself in and out of her

poor pussy, stretched and abused, sore and swollen. He banged her with

all his might and she had to take it. His thrusts were so hard that she

felt the ropes around her ankles pulling her skin off and her breasts

bounced as if she were running with no bra.

Her thighs ached and her breasts hurt, her clit was so sensitive that

she came again from being pounded like she was. From there he pulled out

as Jackie gasped, knowing what was next. “Please dont! Not there!” She

cried as she felt pressure against her virgin anus. The man stopped.

“What Jackie? What is it?” he asked mocking her.

“Please not my butt. I’ve never done that before. It’s too little….

my…. my butt hole is too little…”

The man moved face to face with her. His hot breath made Jackie squirm.

He talked right in her face in a menacing growl.

“You know what Jackie…. all you Divas are alike. You flaunt around,

teasing men for months….YEARS!! You never deliver the goods, and when

you do, it’s in some cartoonish Playboy spread. There so much DAMN

airbrushing that I feel like I’m whacking off to a FUCKING painting.”

Jackie shook in fear as the man continued.

“You FUCKING BITCH DIVAS are nothing but cock teases! Well now I finally

caught one of you. I’m not a bad guy. I’m a hero. I represent every male

that ever dreamed of being in the same room as a wrestling diva….”

Jackie felt the man’s cock rise up again, this time lining up against

her flexing quivering butt hole. She was held still by his strong hands

as he rambled on.

“….and NOW, after decades of teasing men, a diva BEGS NOT to be

fucked?! Where’s the pay off Miss Jackie? What do the fans get?! That’s

right…. NOTHING!!! Well not any more….. Guess what Jackie Gayda…..

you are not even pretty…. you look like a filthy fucking PRN STAR…..

you don’t want fucked up your little butt?!?!!!! Well men don’t want to

be teased any more……JACKIE!!! You look like SHIT…. You smell like

SHIT….. and just because you are a diva….. I’m GONNA BURY MY COCK IN


With that, the man plunged forward all the way up Jackie Gayda’s butt.

She moaned loudly, too drained to scream. In every position imagined,

the man pumped Miss Jackie’s butt at every angle. Doggy, on her back,

standing up, upside-down, he made her ride him, he spooned her, and

finally he pulled out and came all over her fake tits.

Jackie collapsed in a puddle of sweat and cum. The man composed himself,

got up, and walked around the corner to the bus stop just in time to get

picked up. As he looked out the window at the sobbing Diva, trying to

stand up, the man sung, “You look sooooooooo good to me!”

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