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Finding Her Champion (Pokemon)
🕑 Added 2018-06-01 17:09:08 +0000 UTC Weekly Poll WinnerThemes: Dom/Sub, Fucked Silly, Slutty
Summary: Ash defeats Cynthia and dethrones her as Pokemon Champion of Sinnoh League. As it turns out, the blonde woman has been waiting for a man to come along and show her who the boss is. Hint: It's Ash and he's about to learn how to properly take his new lover in hand and give her what she needs.
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She’d hadn’t dared to hope it would be him, at least not consciously. Deep down inside, as she heard tales of him traveling across the Sinnoh Region, taking down all challengers and collecting badge after badge, she found herself anticipating his arrival all the same. Ash Ketchum. A young man who came from a small town far away in the Kanto Region.
He’d taken the Sinnoh Region by storm, that was for sure. And now… now he’d-
“And that’s it, folks! Cynthia’s Milotic falls to Ash’s Pikachu, and with that, Sinnoh’s Pokémon League Champion has no more Pokémon left to battle with! She’s been defeated folks, Cynthia has LOST! Give it up to the new reigning Champ, Ash Ketchum!”
The crowd is relatively quiet in its muted exuberance, but then that’s not to be unexpected. While Ash certainly has his admirers as the underdog of their much-hyped match, he was also an outside. Cynthia was Sinnoh born-and-raised, while Ash had only come here for adventure. Many saw him as nothing more than a dumb kid, and even with his victory, those detractors would find a way to call it luck or put the blame on her for not doing her best.
Cynthia didn’t care what they said though, in the end. Upon seeing that much of the stadium was shocked into silence, she made her way over to the announcer, plucked the microphone from his hand, and then walked with confidence over to where Ash stood, looking embarrassed and unsure of himself. He freezes as she closes the distance between them, but all Cynthia does is grab Ash by the wrist, pulling his arm into the air as she looks around the stadium.
“Your new Sinnoh Region Champion, ASH KETCHUM!”
The move has it’s intended effect. While there are still some detractors, the majority of the stadium get off their asses and onto their feet as they cheer and whoop and holler now that she’s made it clear what she expects to happen. She may have lost, but she’s still Cynthia, at the end of the day. The young man beside her smiles at the praise and exultation, still a little embarrassed but a lot less unsure of himself as he gives a few waves here and there with his free hand.
Cynthia makes a show of congratulating Ash on his win, and then she guides him from the stadium as the cheers follow them out. The press will have to wait, because now it’s her duty to escort Ash to the place that only Pokémon Champions get to go. The Sinnoh League’s Hall of Fame. No one follows them, no one even dares try.
The doors close behind them, and they’re left in relative silence, not even the roars of the crowd able to get through the thick walls of the Hall of Fame as Cynthia guides Ash deeper in, still holding his hand.
“U-Um… Cynthia?”
Glancing back at him, she sees Ash looking between her and the hand she’s holding in confusion. Ah, right. She’s probably been holding onto him for longer than is appropriate. But… in truth, Cynthia doesn’t care. She’s been waiting a long time for him. Hell, she might as well tell him so. Stopping her forward motion, the former Pokémon Champion turns to face Ash, a smile on her face as she takes hold of her other hand as well, clasping both together.
“Ash… I’ve been waiting a long time for you.”
That gets a blink from the young man.
“For ME? W-Why?”
Chuckling slightly at his relative innocence, Cynthia brings Ash’s hands up between them, her smile widening as she looks down at the boy who’s finally, FINALLY proved himself stronger.
“Because, you’ve done what none before you have been able to. All my life, I’ve been so strong, so capable. My Pokémon and the bonds I’ve made with them… I’d never give that up for anything in the world, but I still longed for something more. Not even taking the Sinnoh League by storm and snatching up the title of Champion truly satisfied me.”
Cynthia takes a deep breath, her nostrils flaring, and then she continues, looking into Ash’s eyes with admiration and perhaps just a bit of lust.
“It took me a long time to figure out what I truly needed. And it took longer still for you to arrive, Ash Ketchum. I’d almost despaired, believing that none would ever arrive that could challenge and defeat me. But… here you are. The man who could finally show me my place. The boy who proved himself my better.”
Ash looks gobsmacked. His mouth opens and closes like a goldfish, but it’s clear he doesn’t know what to say. That’s alright though, Cynthia expected as much. He’s still fairly young, for as well-traveled as he is. Despite his prowess as a trainer and dare she say it, a Pokémon Master, it’s very clear how innocent Ash still is.
She expected going into this that she’d have to guide him. Cynthia is happy to do so.
“Let me show you what I mean, Ash.”
The Hall of Fame and the official transfer of the title can wait a little longer. Right there in the middle of the room, Cynthia descends to her knees. Ash swallows thickly as she places herself face-to-crotch with him, her hands coming up to work at his belt.
“W-What… what are you doing?”
Even through his confusion, he doesn’t stop her. Cynthia takes that as a good sign and unbuckles his belt before moving onto his jeans.
“I’m showing you what you mean to me Ash. Allow me to express my gratitude for finally dethroning me. I was never meant to be a Queen, or a Champion. I was never meant to rule. All I want is to serve someone truly worthy of me. And now… here you are.”
She manages to coincide that last sentence with Ash’s cock flopping out of his boxers. A wicked, salacious grin spreads across Cynthia’s face as she takes in his rather sizable member. He’s certainly the biggest she’s ever seen, though in all fairness, her sex life has been woefully inadequate up to this point. Every man she tried to date saw her only as the undefeatable, willful Pokémon Champion. They were afraid of her from the start.
None of them could have ever given her what she needed. Not like Ash could. Still, as she strokes at his member and it grows harder and harder in her grasp, Cynthia keeps her mouth well away from it. Looking up into Ash’s confused eyes, she sees the lust and need slowly building there, even if he doesn’t fully understand it.
“May I pleasure you, sir?”
She bats her eyelashes and licks her lips seductively, causing Ash to swallow thickly again as he shakily nods. A wicked grin spreads across Cynthia’s face for all of a moment before she practically dives down the length of Ash’s thickening prick, her mouth opening wide and inch after inch of his member sliding past her lips. Cynthia quickly finds a rhythm, despite Ash’s size, bobbing up and down the first half of his cock, even as she strokes and jerks off the rest.
Ash groans as his hands instinctively come down on her head, his fingers gripping her blonde locks in a way that causes Cynthia to moan at the mild discomfort. For a submissive masochist slut like the former Champion, that mild discomfort might as well be pure nirvana coming from the man who’s finally defeated and dethroned her.
This is what she’s longed for, for so damn long. It’d taken her what felt like an eternity to figure it out, she’d tried so hard to find other ways to satisfy the gnawing, aching hole inside of her. But this was what she’d needed all along. Even as she sucked at Ash’s cock, swirling her tongue around his dick tip and slurping at the underside of his member, Cynthia could feel that satisfaction she’d so desperately sought filling her like the warmth of a thousand suns.
“C-Cynthia… I’m… s-something’s coming!”
How cute. He was even nice enough to warn her. Cynthia would smile, if she didn’t have her face currently stuffed full of Ash’s dick. As it is, upon hearing that he was getting close, the blonde woman only picked up the pace, slurping and sucking and bobbing away, even as she moved one hand down to Ash’s nut sack, massaging his churning balls.
“C-Cynthia!!!”
A moment later, Ash begins to cum. His seed spills into her mouth, but Cynthia is more than ready for it. She collects every last drop of his ejaculate into her mouth, her cheeks chipmunking a little in the process as she stares up into his wide eyes with a gaze filled with love and devotion. He shivers and lets out just a bit more of his sticky seed before he’s finished, and she’s got a mouthful of spunk to swish back and forth in her stuffed cheeks.
Pulling back off of his cock, Cynthia continues to stroke it with both hands, even as she swallows just enough of Ash’s load that she can handle the rest. Then, she collects his seed on her tongue and opens her mouth, sticking out said tongue to show him her prize. As expected, Ash’s softening prick, when faced with both her smooth palms gliding up and down his length and his load in her welcoming mouth, jumps back to attention.
Smirking slightly, Cynthia swallows Ash’s load and licks her lips to get any last traces before she finally pulls her hands away from his cock and stands up.
“Do you understand now? Do you see what you mean to me? I want… I want you to claim me, Ash. No… I need to do this properly.”
Descending back to her knees, Cynthia prostrates herself before the young man, pressing her forehead to the floor.
“I want you to claim me… Master. I want to be yours. I NEED to be yours. Command me, and I will serve you. Please, sir… do whatever you want with your worthless maso-slut.”
It’s not likely Ash even understands all of this. But she’s hopeful anyways, with his dick hard and the young man looking down at her. In the end, is he really going to say no.
“O-Okay. I’ll, um… I’ll be your Master. What do we do next?”
Cynthia’s face splits into a wide, happy smile as she pops up and looks between Ash’s confused expression and his rock-hard cock.
“We consummate our relationship of course!”
She considers for a moment, before pointing over to a nearby stand, upon which her bust sits. Each Pokémon Champion has a brass bust in the Hall of Fame. Hers sits there with a confident, cheeky grin on its face, and Cynthia finds herself wanting nothing more than to destroy it. She’ll have to settle for the next best thing.
“Order me to go over there and present myself to you, Master. Then tell me to beg, alright?~”
Ash slowly nods and gestures towards her bust.
“Alright, so… go over there and present yourself to me, s-slut. And then, um, beg?”
They’d work on his confidence and his tone. Cynthia all but prances over to her bust. Facing Ash for a moment, the slutty submissive blonde tears at the front of her dress first, exposing her tits to his wide-eyed gaze. Then, she spins around and bends over the bust and its pedestal, reaching back to flip up the back of her dress. Part of her had clearly been holding out hope that today would go this way, because she’s not wearing panties when she exposes herself to Ash’s gaze.
Glancing over her shoulder as she spreads her legs wide, her pussy juices dripping onto the floor between them, Cynthia bites her lower lip needily.
“Please, Master. Please come stick that big hard dick of yours in my tight, wet hole. Pound me until I can think of NOTHING but your cock, rail me until all I can do is beg you for MORE!”
Ash stands there for a moment, his massive member twitching between his legs, then, almost as if in a trance, he moves to join her. Cynthia turns back to face her bust and places her hands palm down on the pedestal as she waits for what is to come, anticipation thrumming through every inch of her body. His cockhead touches her pussy lips, and Cynthia jumps in place, before moaning happily and rubbing back into his member.
It takes the young man a second to get inside of her, but once he does, he doesn’t take it slow. Cynthia squeals as Ash thrusts forward. Glancing back over her shoulder, she finds her young Master staring at where they’re joined in shocked disbelief, as if he can’t believe how good it feels. His hands come down on her shapely ass, and he grips at her butt cheeks hard as he begins to fuck her faster and faster and faster.
She was confident he was a virgin before this, but now that he’s inside of her… Ash Ketchum is like any other young man. A complete sex-fiend. Of course, with a big dick to back it up and a masochistic submissive slut willing to take anything he has to offer, the horny kid has come to the right place. Cynthia moans and mewls and cries out as Ash fucks her, all the while staring into her smirking bust.
She can see her reflection in the shining brass, she can see her face as she’s slowly fucked silly by Ash’s big hard cock. If she could, she would trade out her current bust for a bust like this one. So that everyone would know that Cynthia was a masochistic little whore for Ash’s dick, a happy slut for his big fat cock.
As he pounds into her, Cynthia begins to climax, and they’re the best releases of her life as they arrive over and over again. He fucks her through orgasm after orgasm, and eventually she just can’t take it anymore. Her eyes roll back in her head, her tongue lulls out of her mouth, and she finds herself mindlessly licking her own face, the bust bare centimeters away from her as Ash jolts her body forward with every thrust.
When he finally cums inside of her, he doesn’t bother with a warning this time. All he does is shout as he fills her with his cock, only to then fill her with his seed. His cum pumps into her womb and Cynthia cries out as she climaxes one last time around his dick, shaking and spasming. Then, it’s over and she’s falling forward face down onto the pedestal, unable to support herself anymore as Ash pulls out of her and her legs very nearly give out on her.
“Um… Cynthia, are you okay?”
It takes her a little while to recover, but eventually she does. Slowly, Cynthia gets to her feet, turning to face Ash with a smile on his face.
“Never… never better, Master.”
Reaching out, she takes his hand in hers.
“Let’s get your accomplishment recorded in the Sinnoh Hall of Fame, alright? And then afterwards, I want you to fuck my face with that big messy cock of yours. Think you can do that?”
Ash gives her a little lopsided grin, still somewhat uncertain but getting there. He nods.
“Yeah. Yeah, I think I can.”
Together, the two of them make their way further into the Hall of Fame. Cynthia’s dress is still torn in the front, her breasts bouncing and jiggling freely, while it’s pulled up in the back, exposing her ass and the trickle of sticky white cum slowly dripping down from her cream-stuffed nethers. Meanwhile, Ash’s soft prick is still hanging out of the front of his jeans, slick with hers and his juices. It would soon be ready for her throat… and Cynthia could scarcely wait.
