Swab the Deck: Scurvy VS. Bengal (Submission Match)

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal slid under the ropes, rising to her feet with more than a little difficulty. The referee was nearing the ten-count, and the Tiger smirked triumphantly - only for her smile to abruptly disappear, as she turned around and saw Scurvy re-entering the ring! The face rake and low blow combo hadn't been enough to keep the Mexican woman down, despite Bengal's best efforts. The Panty Pirate impudently stuck out her tongue as Bengal blinked in shock. When she reopened her eyes, her opponent had vanished into thin air. No, that couldn't be true. But where had she gone, then?

The Tiger spun around, facing one way, then the other, as the official began another count. Some of the fans in the front row hooted and drummed on the guardrails, seemingly trying to distract her on purpose. Her eyes darted back and forth, like a beast being hunted. She needed to prepare herself for Scurvy's next attack. But how could she do that, when she didn't even know where that attack would come from?

[SweetHeart]

The crowd buzzed as Bengal whipped around, her eyes darting wildly—where the hell had that pirate gone? The ref’s count ticked up—"Four! Five!"—but Scurvy wasn’t about to let this match end on a count-out. Oh no. She had something much better in mind. A sudden rustle from the far side of the ring—then Scurvy popped up like a devilish jack-in-the-box, her trademark smirk already back in place. In her hands? A suspiciously lumpy burlap sack, the contents of which clinked ominously. The fans cheered—they knew exactly what was coming.

"Oi, Stripes! Over here!" she barked, smacking the ring apron to bait her opponent into turning. The second the snarling brawler spun toward her, rushing over to attack Scurvy she got back in, Scurvy pounced—launching off the apron, bouncing off the ropes, and swinging something over her head like a luchadora with a grudge!

and she had...PANTIES???!!

"BLIND MAN’S BLUFF, LOVE!" she called as the undergarments thwumped over Bengal’s head—specifically, a pair of obscenely frilly panties now plastered over her face like a second skin, Scurvy blinding her foe by putting panties on her face! Scurvy, meanwhile, rolled back into the ring with a flourish, smirking at the hopefully now blinded Bengal!

If her plan worked, Scurvy would then hit the blinded tiger with a neckbreaker, before hitting her with a snap DDT, looking to spike her with the OLD jolly roger combination!

Spoiler

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

At the sound of Scurvy's voice, Bengal immediately spun around and charged toward the sound. Her quick reaction time was admirable. Unfortunately, as she drew in close, she realized exactly what her opponent was holding, and froze up with surprise. That momentary hesitation was just the opening the Pirate needed. She sprang off the ropes and wrapped a pair of lacy pink panties around the Tiger's head in midair, completely cutting off her vision!

Bengal stumbled backward, her cheeks flushing with panic - and more than a little embarrassment. The Tiger had fought opponents who used blinding attacks before, but never quite like this. She pawed at her own face, looking to untangle the fabric twisted around her upper head, or else simply tear it off with her sharpened nails. But before she could manage to extricate herself, the Pirate caught her with a vicious Jolly Roger combo, racking the back of the Indian woman's neck across her muscular shoulder, before throwing her face-first into the canvas with a snap DDT!

Bengal had never been keel-hauled before, but as she lay prone in the middle of the ring, she imagined this must be what it felt like. She wasn't sure which hurt more: her aching vertebrae, the throbbing in her forehead, or the bruises already beginning to swell across her cheeks. At least the panties were clean, she thought blearily, as she pushed herself onto her elbows, trying to gather the strength to stand. It was an oddly optimistic place for her mind to go, given the circumstances; perhaps the repeated impacts to the head were getting to her. But she couldn't give up now. She shook her head back and forth weakly, trying to clear the cobwebs, to brace herself for whatever Scurvy had planned next.

[SweetHeart]

"Time to finish this, ya mangy tabby!" Scurvy cackled, seeing Bengal dazed and struggling to rise. The pirate wasted no time—she grabbed the back of Bengal’s trunks and yanked upward with a vicious snap, hoisting the tiger woman onto her toes with a brutal wedgie. Bengal let out a choked gasp, her claws reflexively digging into the mat as the fabric bit deep. With a grunt of effort, she heaved Bengal up, balancing her in a piledriver position—only to leap off the ropes and spike her head-first into the canvas with a sickening CRACK! Looking to hit her with a brutal Anchor Drop!

Spoiler

If it worked, shed spike the girl, leaving her with a self made g-string, the pirate smirking. SPANK! Scurvy’s palm cracked against her own ass as she loomed over Bengal. “Wakey wakey, lass,” she sneered, rolling the dazed bengal onto her back with a rough shove. “Yer not done sufferin’ yet.”

With a wicked grin, Scurvy hooked Bengal’s legs, folding her up like a pretzel before dropping onto her face ass first! She sighed as she settled into Riding St. George. But she wasn’t content with just sitting—oh no. She locked Bengal’s thighs under her arms, trapping her completely, then began bouncing, driving her weight down over and over to smother the fight right out of her. Bengal’s muffled screams were barely audible beneath the pirate’s relentless assault.

“Aye, that’s it—squirm fer me!” Scurvy cackled, grinding harder. “What’s the matter? Ya mangy cat can’t handle a little pirate style justice?” She reached back, tugging at Bengal’s waistband just to humiliate her further. “Might just take these as a souvenir too… after yer nap ER tap.”

Spoiler

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal felt pain prickle across her rear end as Scurvy yanked hard on the back of her trunks, wedging the vinyl fabric deep between her buttocks. She hissed and clawed desperately at the canvas, trying to keep herself on the ground, but succeeded only in breaking one of her long nails, as the Panty Pirate hoisted her effortlessly into the air. Springing off the ropes to gain some extra height, the Mexican fighter slammed the Tiger down headfirst, as if she was hammering a railroad spike. Bengal whimpered pitifully as the impact radiated through her body, leaving her dizzy and cross-eyed. She remained balanced on her head for a split-second, like a spinning top, before collapsing to the mat in a tangle of limbs.

With her head still ringing from the Anchor Drop, Bengal couldn't make out the words in Scurvy's taunts, though the Pirate's mocking tone was clear. A moment later, she felt her legs being folded over her torso, as the other woman's powerful thighs clamped around her head. The Tiger's pulse began to race as her air supply was suddenly constricted. She managed to crack open one of her amber eyes, only to find that she still couldn't see anything. Sweaty, suffocating darkness pressed in on all sides; she felt as if she was drowning in the bilge of a sunken ship. Her opponent's muscular ass slammed down across her face again and again, like a drumbeat counting down to her inevitable loss.

Feeling her shoulders squashed into the mat, Bengal wondered briefly why the referee hadn't started counting for the pin. Then she remembered - this was a submission match, and there was only one way to end her torment. Hot tears began to well in her eyes as she reached up with a single quavering hand, tapping weakly against Scurvy's elbow to signal her surrender. The referee gestured toward the announcer's table, and the victory bell rang out as the crowd cheered wildly. DING-DING-DING!

Unfortunately for Bengal, tapping out seemed to have used up the last of her strength. As the bell sounded, the Tiger's body shuddered, then went limp. Her last thoughts before she lost consciousness were a jumble of fear and humiliation: If she's going to take my panties, please let her do it backstage...I don't want this whole crowd to see my bare ass...Please...

Winner by Submission: Scurvy