Typical of men

[APlaying]

Clarissa tried to knock Blake down with a good kick, but it was too predictable for the redhead guy, who simply stepped aside, causing the Brazilian to miss. Clarissa ended up falling face-first onto the canvas with a thud, her buttocks and thighs jiggling like jelly as she tried to get to her knees quickly, which she couldn't do because Blake pushed her down with his heel on her side. “Aagh!” The Brazilian fell backwards onto the canvas and hugged her midsection, glaring at Blake with some anger.

The Brazilian was quickly grabbed by the waist and forced to stand bent over, so that in a matter of seconds her world was turned upside down. “BWEEEEWH!” Blake threw her headfirst onto the canvas with a kind of powerbomb that left Clarissa's body in a compromising position. Her eyes bulged as her arms spread out to the sides and her knees fell onto her armpits, giving a good view of her plump pussy behind her reddish outfit.

The Brazilian's eyes were about to roll back, but despite the hard impact, she quickly regained consciousness, moving her legs gently up and down. Her chin was tucked into her large cleavage, so she couldn't see where Blake was.

At least not until Blake decided it was a good time to push her away, causing Clarissa's body to slowly fall to one side. The Brazilian's big breasts rose and fell slowly as she gasped for breath, but her punishment was not over.

Blake approached her and grabbed her by the wrist to force her to get up again, quickly whipping her against the ropes. Clarissa closed her eyes tightly, unable to stop her momentum, the ropes propelling her back towards Blake. “Eep...!” The redhead guy quickly put his hands on her waist and threw her into the air. Clarissa's eyes widened before her face hit the canvas.

There was no bounce; the Brazilian's body sank face down and lay on the canvas with her hands above her head.

[Weonna]

Blake planted his boots beside Clarissa’s downed form, his confidence radiating. Reaching down, he hooked both of her legs and smoothly flipped her onto her stomach, trapping them under his arms. With a grunt, he leaned back hard, locking her into a Boston Crab. The strain bent Clarissa’s body painfully as Blake arched his back further.

“C’mon, Bombshell! Don’t quit on me now!”

he taunted, voice half‑laugh...

Blake would take some time to just hear Clarissa cry out in pain as it sounded like music to his ears.

Boston Crab

After holding the pressure for several seconds, he shifted his stance, releasing one leg to transition into a single‑leg Boston Crab, twisting his hips to wrench her spine even more. Blake’s grin widened as he looked over his shoulder, enjoying the sound of the crowd‑less ring echoing with Clarissa’s defiant struggles.

Single Leg Boston Crab

To add more humiliation, Blake would move his free hand and guide it along Clarissa’s vulnerable covered womanhood...rubbing his hands along it to dampen that area...

[APlaying]

The fall had left Clarissa lying on the ground, moaning. Blake had handled her as if it were nothing, like a mere novice in comparison. Her mouth was open, her lips trembling, and her tongue hanging out as she gasped desperately for air.

Until, Clarissa's eyes widened in agony as Blake's grip intensified, contorting the Brazilian girl in such a way that it looked like he was going to break her in two. “Aaahhh...!” she screamed, her voice hoarse with pain. Her face contorted into a grimace, her teeth clenched in a desperate attempt to hold back the tears. Blake's words only added fuel to the fire, his taunts oozing sadistic pleasure.

Clarissa's body shook and twisted, her legs kicking violently as she tried to free herself from the grip. It wasn't long before Blake changed his grip to one leg, which only made the situation worse, with Clarissa shaking in agony and contractions.

And just when she thought she couldn't sink any lower, Blake started stimulating her crotch to make the experience even more humiliating. "Geughhh!!- AAAAh! I GIVE UUUUUUP!"

[Weonna]

Blake finally released Clarissa’s leg, letting her slump forward onto her elbows, gasping for air. But he wasn’t finished showing who ran this ring. Moving fast, he slipped behind her and caught both her arms under his, locking his hands behind her neck.

Blake tightened his grip, pulling Clarissa into a full nelson with a smirk on his face. The position forced her to arch her back painfully, and Blake reveled in the power he held over her. He leaned in close, his breath hot on her ear, and taunted,

"Not so tough now, are you? You thought you could handle me? You're just a little girl playing with the big boys."

As he held her, Blake shifted his weight, using his body to press her down harder into the ground. The bulge in his trunks rubbed against Clarissa's butt cheeks, adding a layer of humiliation to her agony. Blake chuckled, a sound devoid of any warmth, as he enjoyed the feeling of control and dominance.

He knew he had her exactly where he wanted her, and he wasn't about to let up anytime soon.

"You're going to learn what it means to be at my mercy,"

he growled...

The full nelson allowed him to exert his strength fully, and he took advantage of it, shifting and adjusting his grip to intensify her pain. Blake's smirk never faded as he savored every moment of her suffering, knowing that he was the one in control.

[APlaying]

Clarissa screamed in agony. Blake stimulating her groin was the last straw, and the Brazilian girl couldn't take it anymore, shouting her submission, her cheeks flushed with shame. But Blake released her, letting her leg fall to the mat, making her curves jiggle like jelly. "Aa-aaaahg!" Clarissa's screams sounded pleasing to anyone who could hear them at that moment, like a puppy's. But Blake wasn't finished with her yet, grabbing both her arms.

Clarissa's face contorted in a mixture of pain and humiliation as Blake's grip tightened. Her eyes squeezed shut, and she gritted her teeth against the pressure on her neck. She tried to struggle, but it was useless; her body was trapped in the full Nelson hold. Her back arched, her large chest the only thing preventing her cheek from being crushed against the canvas, and her legs trembled as she writhed. "...I-I'm not one, little girl!" she screamed, her voice muffled by the pressure on her neck.

But the worst part was when she began to feel a warm bulge between her buttocks, which made Clarissa tense up. "Please! Let me go!"

[Weonna]

Blake chuckled darkly, her desperate struggles only fueling his sadistic pleasure. He pressed his hips forward, grinding the hard bulge in his trunks firmly against her tensed buttocks, making sure she felt every inch of his arousal.

"Let you go?"

he growled into her ear,

"Why would I do that when you're putting on such a good show?"


He kept one arm locked securely under her chin, maintaining the full nelson's crushing pressure on her neck. With his free hand, he reached around and roughly grabbed a handful of her large, soft tit, his fingers sinking into the flesh. He squeezed hard, relishing the way she gasped and tried to squirm away from the violating grip.

"Not a little girl, huh?"

he taunted.

"These feel pretty soft to me."

He gave the other breast the same rough treatment, mauling it in his palm. Then in one swift movement both his hands would squeeze tightly on both tits as he then bent his knees slightly. In one fluid, powerful motion, he exploded upwards, using his strength to lift her clear off the mat. He threw his weight backward, driving her down into the canvas, attempting a boob-plex!

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