VIP vs Grace Kenning - LAW Apex Qualifer

[Fairy Dragon]

Whatever sadistic game Vanessa was playing it seemed Grace's refusal gave her the go ahead on it. She wouldn't let her go but she would toss her backwards on the torture rack so that Grace was upside down, the air that ran past her body when she turned made Grace shiver even more than the way Vanessa was talking. How long did she expect to keep her like this? Grace could only speculate before VIP started to rub her between the legs, teasing her body in it's turned over state.

"Mmmmmhh..." Grace moaned between her shut lips. The position she was in was completely against everything she had ever done, never once had she been naked or been in a hentai match but Vanessa was now treating this like one of those shows. She felt her hand rub across her sex making the rest of her buck in place while she fought against her restraints, with what little strength she had left.

[Dubski]

Vanessa continued stroking the lower lips of Grace, grinning sinisterly as she could tell that Kenning was trying to break free. After enough thrashing, she let out a laugh. "Oh, Kenning, you are not going to break that. That would defeat the whole purpose of it, dear," taunted VIP with another laugh.

Price would then slide her fingers inside Grace's love box, smirking. "Oooooh... Kenning, I can feel you're liking this! At least... you haven't said what I wanted you to say, so I have to assume you're just loving all of this, you kinky little girl you," said Vanessa with another satisfied cackle as she continued to play with Grace's sex, just casually leaning against the torture rack as she looked down, watching her reaction. She was delighting in it, despite the pain and the aching she felt, this was enough to really make it feel better.

[Fairy Dragon]

Everyone could see Grace's discomfort while her face turned red and she struggled against her bonds. It was the perfect sight for VIP to keep going, watching Grace suffer when she was so close to beating Vanessa after a long and grueling match. The blood rushed to her head, Vanessa got bolder with her fingers and Grace was completely helpless to stop any of it unless she did what Vanessa wanted.

"Mmmhhh..." Grace whimpered, keeping her lips closed to stop from moaning like prey to satisfy Vanessa. Her body was starting to thrust and jerk from the way Vanessa was using her fingers, slowly creeping around her sex and making Grace quiver in her captured state.

[Dubski]

Vanessa laughed again, seeing the impossible position that Grace Kenning was in now, trying to resist so much as she was being humiliated. "You know you're going to have to let loose... one way or another. You just can't keep this up. Don't tell me you're this inexperienced... although judging by how tight you are, I wouldn't be shocked," taunted VIP again, delighting in Kenning's misery right now.

"Go on, stop holding it in... let's hear you sing..." says Price with a menacing look before she inserts a third finger into Grace and then begins to plough her fingers inside her rapidly, looking down to see her reaction. She wanted to see her squirm even more. She wanted to see every bit of shame leak out of Grace Kenning so she would know better than to ever think she could challenge her again. She wanted her to always remember how she was beaten and humiliated by Vanessa I. Price.

[Fairy Dragon]

Vanessa's cruel nature was not letting Grace escape her fate, too stubborn and humiliated to give Vanessa the words she wanted but too proud to take this lying down and she ended up looking like a squirming loser in her grip. Her body couldn't resist and the more VIP picked up the pace the more her body reacted to it, soon Vanessa was using three fingers and controlling Grace with every little move.

"Gaaghhh...mmggghhh! Aahh...Aaagghhhh!" Grace moaned, unable to hold back any longer before she finally climaxed. Sputtering out and seeping down her body Grace continued to weakly moan as the pleasure was washed away by the humiliation of the entire thing. Tired and beaten, Grace just laid there waiting for it to finally end.

[Dubski]

Vanessa I. Price continued to finger blast Grace until she finally cried out in pleasure. As her bigger opponent did so, VIP would pull out her fingers and start to pat her gushing love box, letting out a highly amused laugh of glee. "Oh... Kenning, you made quite a mess..." remarked Vanessa, leaning against the torture rack and starting to casually lick her fingers. "Mmm... And you taste far better than you are a justice vigilante whatever failed thing you were pretending to be before," Price said derisively.

The fashionista let out a sigh as she watched Kenning's juices drip down her body, leaning against the torture rack, looking down bemused at her prey. "I guess we just need to conclude that you really wanted to just be fucked by me than you wanted to just admit the truth... But honestly, who can blame you?" Nudging Grace's face with her boot, she would finally conclude, "Do keep this in mind any time you want to act like some kind of confident arbiter of good and bad... Because this, here, truly epitomizes exactly the type of person you are. Soak it in, Kenning. And don't you ever use my name again, or I swear something worse happens," stated Vanessa I. Price before stepping away from the torture rack with her arms out, flaunting her win as the crowd showered her with boos. This garnered another laugh of satisfaction as she left Grace Kenning on the torture rack, upside down and a complete mess of her own cream.

[Fairy Dragon]

Grace felt smothered by the shame of her situation, it actually felt like the pressure was closing on her chest and threatening to suffocate her. In all honesty in the moment that didn't feel like such a terrible fate, yet when Grace could finally breathe it came out in a loud gulp as if she was actually choking. She had her own juices slipping down her naked body, face red and her body shivering from the exposure. Overall she looked like a mess, something that Grace could barely register was actually happening to her. Vanessa had taken a beating and was on the brink of a defeat but a stroke of luck had allowed her evil nature to go unpunished.

When she finally left the ref would bring her around so she was no longer upside down, but when the blood was no longer rushing to her head she had to endure the humiliation fully aware and waiting it out until the ref could unhook her. She had no power to walk away, and fell to the mat until she was picked up and helped out by staff, looking down until she finally made it backstage. Only then did she allow herself to cry a little more, she would come back from this but the mental wounds this gave her would take some time to heal.

Winner: Vanessa I. Price