Thrown to the Tigers: Hitomi Ayase VS. Bengal (Iron Woman Match)

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal continued carrying Hitomi around the ring, as the rookie screamed for mercy. Unfortunately, she wouldn't be getting any of that from Bengal. Once the Tiger was sure that every fan in the arena had gotten a picture of her vanquished opponent, she released Hitomi's arms, throwing the Japanese girl to the canvas with a facebuster!

Hitomi lay face-down as Bengal sat behind her, holding the young girl by the hips. She spanked her opponent in the rear once again, tossed her away dismissively, then rose to her feet. The Tiger didn't want to go for another pin yet; it was too soon for that. Instead, she had another idea, another way to make this unworthy rookie into a spectacle for ridicule.

"This is boooring," Bengal drawled. "If you won't give me a challenge, I might as well get a quick workout in while I'm here..."

She dropped down onto all fours, planted her hands on her opponent's back, then began doing push-ups on top of her, squashing Hitomi into the mat!

[oWND]

Bengal finally freed Hitomi from the humiliation move but the price of her freedom was a facebuster that left Hitomi even more damaged than before and demolished on the ring. Bengal began to laugh and make hurtful comments about the Japanese who, although very damaged, could hear them perfectly which hurt her pride even more.

More and more and more tears were gushing from the eyes of Hitomi who suddenly noticed her rival’s body on her back.

The intention of Bengal was just to humillate a bit more the poor Hitomi doing some push-ups on her so what happened next surprised even the indian.

AAAAH STOP PLEASE I GIVE I GIVE I GIVE, IT HURTS SO MUCH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA PLEASE STOOOP


At that moment Hitomi’s body just exploded, she started spitting saliva out of his mouth, very close to throw up, her panties finished getting wet and the twitching began to be constant in her body.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

As Bengal continued doing push-ups, Hitomi's fragile body seemed to burst underneath her like a water balloon, spilling liquid from both ends at once. But the Tiger didn't stop. She kept going, wringing her opponent out like a sponge, enjoying the way the Japanese girl twitched underneath her palms. The referee hovered nearby, looking concerned. She could hear Hitomi begging - everyone in the arena could - but without a tap-out, it didn't count as an official submission. The score was still 3-0.

After Bengal had finished her "workout", she jumped back to her feet. She looked at the dampness spreading out from Hitomi's face-down form, soaking into the canvas. Sweat, tears, saliva, and other fluids, mixed together into one. "Looks like you're all washed up," she quipped. "Now it's time for the spin cycle!" She seized her opponent's ankles, then began whipping her around and around in a dizzying giant swing, spraying liquid all over the ring!

[oWND]

Not understanding why yelling "Give up" didn’t give her at least 5 seconds of peace, Hitomi could only pray that Bengal would decide to end this torture by her own will, something that happened when the indian came up with a more exciting way to play with her doll.


The tiger grabbed the Japanese by the ankles and began to whip her around, at this point of the fight garbage doll or sprinkler are better adjectives for Hitomi than fighter. Hitomi’s head was spinning, it was no longer a matter of pride or respect, it was a matter of survival, She began to fear for not being able to get out alive from this fight which made the poor jobber cry again like a baby.


I SAID I GIVEEEEEEEEEEEE, HOW I NEED TO SAAAAAAY IT PLEEEEEEEASE, GET ME OUT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MERCY PLEASE MEEEEERCYYY

[oWND]

Not understanding why yelling "Give up" didn’t give her at least 5 seconds of peace, Hitomi could only pray that Bengal would decide to end this torture by her own will, something that happened when the indian came up with a more exciting way to play with her doll.


The tiger grabbed the Japanese by the ankles and began to whip her around, at this point of the fight garbage doll or sprinkler are better adjectives for Hitomi than fighter. Hitomi’s head was spinning, it was no longer a matter of pride or respect, it was a matter of survival, She began to fear for not being able to get out alive from this fight which made the poor jobber cry again like a baby.


I SAID I GIVEEEEEEEEEEEE, HOW I NEED TO SAAAAAAY IT PLEEEEEEEASE, GET ME OUT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MERCY PLEASE MEEEEERCYYY

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

The referee couldn't make out what Hitomi was saying over the whoosh of air as Bengal spun her in endless circles. After she was sure her opponent was so dizzy that she wouldn't be able to see straight, she released the Japanese girl's ankles, tossing her to the mat. Hitomi bounced across the canvas like a rock being skipped on a pond, pinballed off the ring post, then came to a rest near the corner. At this point, there were exactly fifteen minutes left on the clock.

"Halfway done," Bengal informed Hitomi. "Let's see if you're even able to still stand!" She picked up the rookie under the arms and set her on her feet, eager to test her theory.

[oWND]

Hitomi wasn't aware of where she was, didn't understand why her submissions didn't stop the fight for at least a few seconds, she dindn't even know what the score of the match was now.

Her body was thrown against the corner bumping sadly against the ground, spreading various liquids with each contact with the mat. She was like a puppet with the wires cut, one of her legs had been hung over the first rope making her legs open showing her underwear to all that part of the audience. All the other parts of her body, broken and sweaty, lay on the ground in agony until Bengal lifted her up to see if she could stand.

The answer was a clear and evident no when, as she was released, Hitomi’s body fell on Bengal's by inertia and began to slide down little by little. Hitomi’s face and chest went down the body of Bengal until she was on her knees with her face at the waist of her rival.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

"Yeah, that's right," Bengal crowed, as Hitomi slowly sunk to the mat. "Get on your knees, where you belong!" She wasted no time taking advantage of her opponent's new position. She grabbed the young girl by her narrow wrists, drew back her own knee, then drove it forward into a devastating Kamigoye!

Hitomi reeled backward, but her arms were still trapped. All Bengal had to do was yank her back, like she was pulling on the leash of a disobedient dog. She smashed the Japanese girl in the face with another knee, then one more to the chest, switching up her angles like she was working a speed bag. She kept going, until even the crowd had lost track of how many strikes she'd unleashed. Then she spun around behind her opponent, still holding her by the wrists. She planted her foot beneath Hitomi's shoulder blades and pulled hard on her arms, arching the rookie's body into a C-shape.

The referee got down beside Hitomi, looking concerned. She could tell that the way Bengal was holding the young girl's wrists would prevent her from tapping out. And with the pressure the Tiger was exerting, it was only a matter of time before she severely injured her opponent's spine. "Do you submit, Hitomi?" she asked urgently. "If you want to submit, I need you to tell me!"

[oWND]

After falling in the body of her opponent Bengal understood that her rival was exactly what she believed, no honor or pride left in that body at her mercy.


The Indian continued the siege with more humiliating movements but this time didn't get any response from the Japanese. The referee began to ask Hitomi about her situation, whether she wanted to surrender, that thing she was screaming the last minutes of the fight what she tought was her salvation 5 minutes ago... she tried to scream it with so much force... She really tried it... But now she wasn't able to say it, wasn't able to say anything, her spirit had vanished.

Now without any filter in her brain her tongue came out of his mouth and her panties ended to be completely wet.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal continued to bend Hitomi's body at an agonizing angle, but it soon became clear that the rookie lacked the strength to even offer a verbal submission. Besides, the constant pulling was beginning to tire the Tiger's arms. It was time for a different strategy.

Releasing her opponent's arms, Bengal stomped Hitomi into the canvas, then pulled her up by the hips. Hitomi was left in a tripod position, resting on her knees and head. She drew the young girl's arms between her legs, trapping them beneath her soaking panties, while her thighs were sandwiched against her calves.

"I'm wearing myself out, kicking your ass," Bengal said with a mock yawn. "Time to take a seat." She did so, dropping her rear end onto Hitomi's back. The Japanese fighter was now trapped in a paradise lock! Bengal crossed her legs and lazily inspected the nails on one hand, pretending not to notice her opponent struggling underneath her, while the referee continued pleading for Hitomi to submit.