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
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.
“AAAAAAAAAA HHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHH!!!” Jackie screamed.
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
“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
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
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
“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!”