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What Does The Future Hold Part 9: A Future Of French Phenomenons
by Kristi (
and Frederick "Dice" Casden (

"What...does the future hold..." The mysterious tarot card reader, Ariel,
says to herself out loud as she sits behind the small, circular table located
in the center of a dim-candle lit room in the ECW Arena. Ariel grits her
teeth together as she places her hands on top of the table, where numerous
tarot cards are laid out on "Only...I can see the future..." Ariel says with
a sly smirk on her wicked face. The mysterious ECW Vixen licks her teeth as
she slowly flips out one of her cards and glances down at the card as she
light from the candle casually flickers "What...does the future...hold?"
Ariel asks in an eerie, haunting voice "I see a future..." Ariel smirks
wickedly as her cold, dark eyes slowly narrow "A future of...French
Phenomenons..." Ariel says in soft, haunting voice as she narrows her cold,
dark grimace eyes on the tarot card in her head.

The mysterious vixen raises the card up to blood red lips and presses her
lips against the card, oddly kissing the card. Ariel grits her teeth as she
lowers the tarot card down towards one of the flaming candles on the small,
circular table. Ariel licks her teeth as she places one of the corners of
the tarot card into the flame of the candle. The flame begins to slowly rise
against the tarot card as Ariel tilts her head back and releases a soft,
wicked laugh.

* * *

Inside the locker room of ECW most Extreme Athlete, Rene Dupree, the studdly,
long haired Frenchmen is looking at himself in a full length mirror that's
against one wall. "Mmmmm... Rene... you are one magnificent man..." Rene says
to himself as he slides his hands over his own muscular chest. "You are
without a doubt not only... the most extreme athlete in ECW... but also the
most sexiest..." Rene slides a hand through his long dark hair just as the
light go out in the locker room. "What in the world..." Rene says with a
slightly shaky voice.

"What...does the future...hold?" The sinister, eerie voice of the tarot card
reader, Ariel, echoes throughout the locker room of ECW's most Extreme
Athlete, Rene Dupree.

Rene raises an eyebrow as he cracks his knuckles, "Ok... this is not funny...
show yourself... and face the French Phenom...." Rene says as he voice wavers
even more as he steps backward until his back presses against the mirror he
was looking at just moments ago.

Ariel's wicked laugh echoes throughout the darkened locker room "Some say the unknown...but I can see the future..." Ariel's haunting voice
continues to echo throughout the locker room.

Rene raises his hands a bit as if to defend himself, "The future?! I hope you
see... facing ECW's most Extreme Athlete... in the future... cause I am...
severally agitated!" Rene shouts back into the darkness as he starts to sweat
from the terror he's feeling.

The lights within the locker room slowly flicker back on and ECW's most
Extreme Athlete, Rene Dupree, turns back and looks at himself in the mirror,
however his eyes widen as the French Phenom sees the sinister, hot body of
the mysterious Ariel standing behind in the reflection of the mirror with
her arms folded over her large, rounded chest. Ariel, dressed in black halter
top and a short green skirt without her black gloves, grits her teeth
together as she locks her cold dark eyes with Rene Dupree through the
reflection of the mirror.

Rene Dupree, wearing his white wrestling shorts, spins around and looks at
Ariel with wide eyes. "Who?! What are you?!" Rene says in a panicked voice as
the mysterious tarot card reader's appearance as him completely off guard.

Ariel presses her lips together as she takes step towards Rene Dupree "That
is none of your concern..." Ariel says in a soft, haunting voice before she
tosses back her dark black hair and releases another sinister laugh.

Rene's eyes get wider, "You... are... a freak!" Rene says as he sees Ariel's
small, but sharp fangs as she laughs. The former multi-timed Tag Team
Champion presses himself completely back against the mirror as Ariel comes
closer to him.

Ariel licks her teeth as she stands in front of Rene and places her wicked
hands against Rene's smooth, impressively muscular chest. Ariel locks her
cold, dark eyes with Rene as she moves her sinister hands against his
impressive chest "What does your future hold...Rene?"

Rene stares back into Ariel's frightening cold, dark eyes as his breathing
quickens as a sign of how terrified he is, "I... I... I... don't... want to
know..." Rene manages to say as he appears to be looking at Ariel as if she
was the devil.

Ariel raises her eyebrow "You don't?" Ariel laughs "Everyone wants to know
their future..." She says as she guides her hands down from his chest to his
smooth, muscular stomach, before she presses her sinister hands against the
crotch of his white wrestling shorts.

Rene's whole body tenses up as he feels both of Ariel's hands press gently
against the decently sized bulge of his wrestling shorts. "I... I don't...
want to know the future..." Rene says as his lower lip shakes a bit.

Ariel grits her teeth together as she presses her razor sharp fingernails
against the material of his white wrestling shorts "That's a shame..." Ariel
says in a soft haunting voice.

"What... what... are you... talking... about..." Rene asks as he grits his
teeth when he continues to look into Ariel's dark, cold eyes.

"I think...the your favor..." Ariel says softly as she places
the fingernails of her right hand against Rene's smooth, muscular stomach
and gently scrapes her fingernails down his stomach as she lowers his white
wrestling shorts with her left hand.

"I think...the in your favor..." Ariel says softly as she places
the fingernails of her right hand against Rene's smooth, muscular stomach
and gently scrapes her fingernails down his stomach as she lowers his white
wrestling shorts with her left hand. Rene closes his eyes tightly as the
mysterious Ariel slowly lowers his white wrestling shorts from his waist.
When she slides them down his muscular legs, Rene's thick ten-inch French
cock is freed. Ariel licks her teeth as she looks down at Rene's thick
ten-inch cock "Mmmm...I think you may have a promising future..."

Rene stares wide-eyed at Ariel as he bites his bottom lip slightly, "You...
you better not try anything! I am ECW's... most Extreme Athlete!" Rene says
in a frightened voice as he delivers an empty threat.

Ariel gently grits her teeth together as she slowly slithers down to her
knees in front of Rene Dupree. She narrows her cold, dark eyes as she places
her hands around his hardening French cock, pressing her sharp fingernails
against the skin of his cock. The mysterious, sinister vixen begins to guide
her hands up and down his shaft as she rakes the skin of his cock with her
fingernails. "Ahh ah ahh ah..." Rene groans as he feels Ariel's sharp
fingernails rake against the length of his now stiff French cock. "Ah...
what... are you doing?!" Rene asks in a panic driven confused voice as he
looks down at the mysterious, seductive tarot card reader.

Ariel looks up at Rene and licks her teeth "Showing you what I see in your
future..." Ariel says softly before she leans her head in towards Rene
Dupree's hard, thick French cock and presses her wet, sinister tongue against
the head of his cock. The mysterious Ariel begins to slowly work her tongue
around the head of his cock before she opens her mouth completely and lowers
her head down on his cock.

Rene grits his teeth tightly as he feels Ariel's warm, soothing mouth around
his cock. When she closes her mouth, she presses her sinister lips down
around the meaty shaft, Rene's tilts his head back and lets out a loud, long
groan of pleasure, "Ohhhhhhh my...." Rene moans as he balls both of his hands
into fists. Ariel closes her dark, cold eyes as she begins to bob her head
smoothly against his hard, thick French cock as she begins to suck his cock
at a much quicker rate. Ariel's sinister moans vibrate against his shaft as
she lifts and lowers her head on his cock. Ariel then presses her sinister
teeth against his shaft and begins to rake her teeth against his shaft as she
bobs her head on his cock.

"Ahhhh... ohhhh god... ohhh god..." Rene moans as the dark haired vixen blows
his mind as she quickly bobs her head on his cock. Ariel's soft, sinister
moans of ecstasy send Goosebumps up Rene's arms and makes his knees buckle as
she easily over powers him with her warm, moist mouth. The feeling of Ariel's
teeth against his shaft adds another dimension to the sensations Rene is
feeling and it keeps him on the edge of pleasure and pain.

Ariel slowly lifts her head up and licks her teeth as she looks up at Rene
Dupree as her warm, wet and sinister saliva drips down his hard cock. Ariel
narrows her eyes as she unties and then removes her black halter top from her
body, exposing her large, rounded tits. She tosses her black haunting hair
back as she turns around on her knees and bends over onto her hands. Ariel
grits her teeth as she looks back at Rene Dupree, with dark eyes "Get down
behind..." Ariel commands in a soft voice, before hiking her short green
skirt above her waist to reveal her hot, sinister pussy.

Not wanting to tempt his fate against the mysterious, sinister lover of Kevin
Thorn, Rene Dupree nods his head and quickly knees down behind Ariel. "Hail
Mary Full of..." Rene starts to mumble several prayers in a row as he gets
close to Ariel so that he can slip his hard fat, ten-inch French cock into
Ariel's extremely hot, tight pussy. "Ahh..." Rene cries out slightly as he
feels Ariel's cunt tighten around his shaft and he has to firmly put his
hands on her hips in order to gain leverage in order to begin thrusting his
cock in and out of the vixen's pussy.

Ariel grits her teeth as she smoothly glides her body back against his hard,
fat cock "Mmmmm..." Ariel groans hauntingly before she starts to push herself
back against his cock, continually, as he begins to thrust into her tight,
sinister pussy.

Rene grits his teeth tightly together as he gets his hands on Ariel's hips as
he shows some of his skill by smoothly thrusting his cock deep into Ariel's
tight, warm pussy. "Ahhh... ohhh my... ohh my..." Rene groans as steadily
picks up the pace of his thrusts so that when Ariel pushes back against him,
her round, gorgeous ass smacks surprisingly hard against his waist.

Ariel closes her eyes and tilts her head back as her sinister body rocks back
and forth due to the smooth, hard thrusts of ECW's most Extreme Athlete, Rene
Dupree, to her hot and sinisterly tight pussy "Mmmm ohhhh...You have a
very...bright future..."

The studdly, hot, long haired Frenchman sweats heavily, mostly out of fear as
he drives his cock quicker and sharper into Ariel's pussy. Rene closes his
eyes tightly and imagines himself somewhere else, but the soft, eerie moans
of the mysterious vixen brings him back to reality. "What... why... are
making me... do this!" Rene asks bravely as he gives Ariel a forceful thrust
that gets her attention.

Ariel grits her teeth and looks back at Rene with a haunting glare "Pull
out..." Ariel softly commands.

Rene comes to a sudden stop with his thrusting, which makes Ariel jolt
forward slightly. "Ok..." Rene says and he complies with Ariel's soft command
as he face becomes a deathly pale upon seeing Ariel's eyes when she looks at
him while he pulls out.

Ariel turns around on her knees and grits her teeth tightly "Lay down...
now..." Ariel says softly as the sinister mistress begins to breath heavily.
Rene nods his head slightly and he lays down in between Ariel and the full
length mirror that's behind him. The sweaty, frighten Frenchman closes his
eyes tightly as he tries to hide his fear. Ariel tilts her head back as she
straddles herself on top of Rene and lowers herself down on his cock, taking
him deeply into her hot, sinister pussy. Ariel licks her teeth as she places
her hands on his muscular, sweaty chest and begins rock her hot, wicked body
back and forth on his cock.

Rene groans as he feels the sharpness of how Ariel is moving her body, for
every movement she makes causes her hot, sinister pussy to grind roughly
against his throbbing prick. "Ohh... ahh... oh... sweet... mercy..." Rene
moans as he bucks his hips and thrusts his fat, French dick deep up into
Ariel's pussy.

Ariel grits her teeth tightly together as she keeps her head tilted back
while she roughly rides Rene's hard, thick cock "Mmmm...future seems to have
shifted..." Ariel moans as she starts to bounce quickly and roughly on his
hard cock as she rocks her sinister body back and forth.

Rene continues to grit his teeth together as he thrusts his cock up into
Ariel's pussy. Whenever the exotic dark haired vixen drops down on his shaft,
it makes Rene thrust his cock up into Ariel's pussy hard. "Ahhh... ohhh...
god... ohhh... my..." Rene moans as his entire body is covered with his cold
sweat. He opens his eyes to look at Ariel and the sight of Ariel arches her
body backward as she roughly rides on his cock is too much for him to take.
"Ohhh....god!" Rene groans loudly as he starts to shoot his hot cum up into
Ariel's hot, tight pussy.

Ariel closes her eyes and groans as she feels his warm, sticky cum shoot
up into her hot, sinister, tight pussy "Mmmmm...the cards are in my favor
now..." Ariel says with a wicked laugh as she places her wicked hands against
her own large, rounded chest and begins to feel up her own chest as she
gently rocks on his cock before coming to a stop.

Rene groans as Ariel remains sitting on his cock as she feels up her own
large, round tits. Rene looks up at her with wide eyes, "You... are... not

Ariel narrows her eyes as she locks her cold, dark sinister eyes on Rene as
she slowly lifts herself off of Rene's cock and stands up in front of him as
he sits back against the large mirror. "But I see the future..." Ariel pauses
and smirks wickedly "And the future...isn't in your favor.." She says in a
haunting voice before she grits her teeth and delivers a hard, solid kick to
the head of Rene Dupree, causing his head to slam back against the large
mirror behind him.

"Oww!" Rene groans in pain as his head hits the mirror, which makes the
mirror wobble slightly. The mirror wavers back and forth and then it falls
forward and crashes down on top of ECW's most Extreme Athlete.

Ariel licks her teeth as she tilts her head back and laughs wickedly "Mmmm...
only I can see the future..."


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