Lilliana Antiqua vs Jessica Wright II - Sauna Match

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Having gotten the better of Jessica Wright before, Lilliana had allowed her hubris to convince her to take Jess lightly. She saw no need to do homework or research on Wright. Antiqua had already seen precisely what the Violent Violet was capable of. At least, she knew exactly what the old Jess was capable of. Many wrestlers arrive at a stage in their career where they decide to improve and they seldom do. Lilly felt justified in believing Jess was just another one of those cases. But the drive and ferocity that this Iowan wrestler was coming at her with here and now in this very moment with the media and journalist watching from the windows struck doubt within the elitist wrestler!

Her back had met the bare wooden floors as Wright found a way to power through! She didn't seem to struggle to move Lilly like she did last time. Jess's movements weren't as amateurish or inefficient. She slammed Antiqua down decisively, forcing the heavyweight prodigy to release her stifling scissor hold on Jessica's sides! With her toned, oppressive legs no longer denying Jess stamina and oxygen, Jess literally and figuratively found her second wind.

Lilliana had raised her forearms to block. She knew Jessica loved to scrap. She knew that she could beat Jess in a fistfight even if she started it on the floor on her back. But a wiser, more seasoned talent in this new Jessica Wright scouted it! Cameras zoomed in as the naked middleweight's body pressed up against her heavyweight counterpart's. Lilliana's expression changed to one of surprise when Jessica grappled her and locked in a transitional Double Underhook hold! Right away, Lilly could feel Jessica's bloodlust. The very fact that she had shown even the slightest ounce of vulnerability in the form of a grunt from being slammed gave life and motivation to this tunnel-visioned woman! Jessica followed through and threw the specimen of a wrestler backwards and overhead with a Suplex variant!

The witnesses around the bathhouse gasped as Lilliana went sailing. Lilliana let out an uncharacteristic gasp as well! Across the hallway they were fighting in were a series of raised baths, similar to above-ground pools that lined the walls. Those walls only being about thigh height. Lilliana's upper back had landed against the top of one of them before she was flipped into the warm, scented waters of the bath! The splash spilled a wave of water over the edge of the perimeter! For the first time in her career, it was highly fitting that Antiqua wrestled in a flattering, form-fitting one-piece.

With Lilliana thrown and submerged in this exchange, an exchange that Jessica somehow handily won, Jess would hear something uncharacteristic of her matches. A lone fan outside began to clap. And from that one clap came many more. The media and fans documenting this...they were....cheering? It would stand to reason that the fans Jessica did garner in her time at LAW would want to see her triumph over Lilliana. Despite the fact that Jessica was often antagonistic of everyone, including fans, it seemed that the fans she did have wanted to see her finally demolish her rival and pay Lilliana back!

As they cheered and applauded, bubbled welled up from the bath Antiqua was thrown into. It wasn't obvious, but even beneath the waters of her family bathhouse, Lilly could hear those cheers. It wasn't hard to read the room. Jessica had momentum. The angry, naked, Iowan woman was going to come after her. And when she did, when she leaned over the bath wall to get eyes on Lilliana, Lilliana's piercing red eyes would look up at her like a sea monster eyeing a sailor! She'd reach up from underwater and attempt to seize the Violent Violet by the hair before standing up in the water to violently pull Jessica headfirst into the corner of the porcelain bath! If Lilliana had managed to overpower her foe, She'd reach for Jessica's person again, this time, she'd attempt to seize Jessica with a death grip on her throat! Lilliana would stare daggers into The Violent Violet's eyes as she looked to set up to bring Jess into the bath with her via a huge Chokeslam with some impressive hang time!!

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Jessica's senses were heightened. She didn't know exactly what it was. It could have been that there was something in the incense that opened her third eye, or the conditions in the sauna were causing her to dehydrate so quickly that she was already experiencing things that were not really there. But either way, she liked it. The sensation of touch was probably the most fundamental to a naked woman, as Lilliana had rendered her nude earlier through her words this time, unlike last time when she had displayed Jessica's body through her actions. That sense was explored as she had Lilliana in her arms as she went through with her suplex. For the first time, she was feeling a Lilliana that was vulnerable, one who could be picked up and thrown, one who wasn't invulnerable. Then came the sense of hearing. The heiress considered herself above the fray, and part of that involved not really reacting to things that common folk like the Wrights would lose their composure over. It wasn't much but the grunt that she had earned from the move caused Jessica to feel a sense of pride. It wasn't nearly as satisfying as the rough thunk that she heard when Lilliana hit the hard side of the tub before she splashed into the water.

The trickiest sense, however, was sight. It was Jessica's delusions of herself standing there with the belt around her waist as camera bulbs flashed that caused her to take on a heavyweight in the first place. And it was the sight of Jessica's naked, unconscious body being marked after Jessica had knocked her out that drove her to be here now. Similarly, her vision was telling her muddled things about the things she was witnessing at the moment. The first sight was a good one, as the heavyweight sunk below the water. Jessica approached the bath, eager to follow up on her attack. The second sight was considerably scarier. Lilliana was there, eyeing Jessica from the water. The Violent Violet got a flashback of all the nasty monsters like crocodiles and sharks and kraken that lurked under the surface in those movies where the main character was disemboweled so gorily when Lilliana was gazing up at her with those luminous red eyes. That gave Jessica great pause.

The third sight was nothing short of catastrophic. An arm flew up from the water, leaving a trail of droplets trailing off it as it shot up towards Jessica's throat. Jessica could only sputter, which was not nearly the defense that she needed as Lilliana lifted her from the floor, turned, and threw her down. The Violent Violet was a fan of employing this particular move, and was jealous of how long the heiress had kept her aloft. That was Jessica last coherent thought before her head hit the side of the tub as her body hit the water.

It was hard to see Jessica's powerful and nude body under the surface of the water, but the paparazzi in the windows would be more than happy with the images of Jessica's body high in the air. For a second, Jessica floated there, her mind scrambled and her body aching with pain. She sensed that she was underwater now, thanks to the fact that she couldn't breathe. That triggered a panic response in her that jolted her mind to life. Despite the pain in her body, she stood up very quickly. Her wet hair dangled in her face, and Jessica quickly tried to wipe it aside. But she could not escape the fact that for a second she would be right there, right in front of Lilliana with no way to tell which attack was coming.

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Jessica's movement, attacks, overall demeanor in this fight proved to be more purposeful, more calculated, more vindictive than her last bout with Lilliana. Highlights from their last match would have fans believe that Jess was a lamb that had just arrived at the slaughterhouse, that the gap between her and the esteemed, prodigal Antiqua warrior woman was simply insurmountable. But today, Jessica was something different. Today, she fought like a woman who had something to prove. Like a competent challenger facing off against a champion in a championship match. Lilliana suspected that the gleam in Jessica's eye today wasn't just for show. The Violent Violet demonstrating her ability to throw Antiqua across a room and into a bath was more than enough proof of that! As Lilliana remained submerged in the scented waters of the bath, her brow furrowed. She grew cross. She asked herself for the very first time since meeting Jessica, "Is Wright really about to make me take her seriously?". And as she looked up in an indignant contemplation, Jessica answered that question for her by approaching the pool for a follow-up! Lilliana acted immediately.

She threw her hand forward and lunged at Jessica. And in the brief moment that she had made contact with Jess, she managed to peer into the Iowan's soul. They say that fighters understand each other better as they trade blows and fight together, and in that instant, the naturally gifted Antiqua would gleam the sheer confidence and euphoria that Jessica managed to instill within herself through a combination of her vision of grandeur, which had gone awry, and her contentment with having finally gotten one over Lilliana in a real fight. Of course, Lilliana was no mind reader, but it gave her all sorts of joy to ground Jessica figuratively and literally by slamming down her and her barely-lifted spirits!

With an impressively high Chokeslam, Lilliana deflated the hopes of whatever Jessica fans were following along with this paparazzi's coverage of this unofficial LAW match. Lilliana watched as Jessica stayed submerged at her feet for a few seconds. She knew that in only a matter of moments, Wright would be up and attem, ready to turn this thing around. Lilliana had enough expertise and experience to know that a blind swing from the waters could take her momentum away. Heck, she had done that just now to take the fight to Jessica. But now was the time to fight smarter, not harder. Lilliana knew all too well that she wasn't naturally invincible, she employed her talents and instincts in a way that helped her present herself as such. She was still a nightmare in the mind of Jessica and all the other jobbers she had met at LAW and on the independent scene, and it was moves like this that helped her keep things that way.

Lilly's long, powerful legs would stride through the water as she walked to the areas just ahead of Jessica's head. She knew that Jessica would sit up and rise to a standing position. It was human nature to restore breath and sight and such, especially in the middle of a fight. When the naked, wet wrestler began to part the hair hanging in front of her eyes, Lilliana would reach for the woman's shoulder to pull on it and quickly spin Jess around! And as she spun Jess with one hand, Lilliana balled and doubled up the other in preparation to sink it into Jessica's bare abs with a mighty hook! Antiqua's strikes were something of her X factor. They had brought a hardened fighter like Jessica to her knees more than once. But Jessica couldn't afford to sink into the posh, scented depths of Lilliana's bath again. Lilly knew this. She attempted to beat Jessica back towards the wall of the bath, stepping forward with a flurry of jabs to the abs and chest to push her further and further towards the wall and towards the center of the bathhouse!

If Lilly got her way, she'd pepper Jessica's torso with body blows until she had a battered Jess up against the wall. She'd reach for Jessica's arms and push them up and over the wall to drape them over the bath and open her smaller foe up to more strikes!

"No matter what small victories you think you're winning in your head, Wright, make sure you have one thing straight." Lilliana would begin as she threw three fast alternating hooks! One to Jessica's abs, and one to each large, bouncing, wet breast! She'd stand over a hurting Jess before finishing her statements, looking down on her once again, figuratively and literally.

"The only thing you'll ever be the champion of is losing to me." Lilliana would say before aiming a big uppercut from below at Jessica's chin!

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Jessica heard Lilliana sloshing through the wat. The heiress was Jaws, slicing through the water at Jessica. Her naked sex was above the water, showing a bit of a bush that she had grown. All the Japanese women that she had slept with had been so proud not to have any hair on their body, something that Jessica rejected soundly. Her legs were smooth and naked, thanks to Lilliana's insistence, but she did have a bit on her sex that she liked. It made her seem more adult, more dangerous. But the hair that she should have focused on more was the hair on her head, sticking to her head and obscuriong her vision.

As she stood there, she regretted not swinging. She could hear Lilliana coming at her, getting nigh on top of her. If she could just swing for the fences, there was a non-zero chance that she would connect with her opponent, even if she couldn't get an eyeball on her. But she would have felt so ridiculous, as she was already naked standing there by herself. And Lilliana had proven herself more than capable of dodging strikes and making Jessica spend energy on things that weren't going to help her in the long run.

Lilliana quickly showed her that a blind strike wouldn't have done her any good, as she turned Jessica around with one hand. For only one second, her hair dangling down in front of her face parted so that she could properly see Lilliana. But she really wished she hadn't. A powerful hook slammed into her gut, causing Jessica to double over and grunt with pain as she reckoned with the force of the blow. Her muscle memory insisted that she fall down to her knees as she had before, but her purple haired opponent would not let that happen.

Instead of falling down and sinking into the water, Jessica was hit with a flurry of blows that had her moving backwards, not sinking down. The Violent Violet was painfully forced to retreat all the way to the wall of the path as her abs and her chest were brutally assaulted by some of the sharpest jabs that she had ever faced. Jessica tried to block them as best she could, but if she blocked low, then Lilliana went high. And if she blocked high, then Lilliana would sink yet another jab into her taut abs.

The wall would not provide any relief to Jessica. She slumped against it. In a moment, she found her arms even more useless than they had been even seconds ago as they were draped behind the walls of the bath. Her big breasts were made more prominent, which was sure to delight the paparazzi outside and shame Jessica even further. Jessica looked up at her opponent as she spoke. Lilliana had already taught her so many lessons. She knew that this one would be no less humiliating, no less painful.

The first blow sunk into Jessica's already beleaguered abs, ripping the air from her lungs as she grunted in pain. The second and third slammed into her breasts, causing Jessica to cry out in pain. Her large boobs bounced around wildly, as Jessica fell back against the bath wall and tried to recover as best she could. For a second, Jessica did everything that she could to just breathe, and deal with the physical and emotional trauma of what she had just been through as best she could.

Lilliana, as it turned out, was not willing to do that. "Ahhh!" She cried out. It was all that she could do to cling to consciousness as the force of the blow jerked Jessica's head back, and briefly lifted her feet right off the ground. A second later, Jessica had sunk lower, letting her feet slide out from under her. As proud as she was mere moments ago, Jessica was starting to feel like she was dead in the water.

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As Lilliana observed Jessica hurting, struggling to breathe, and struggling to hold herself up against the wall of the scented bath, she took pause. Last time she unloaded in Jessica in their previous match, she was able to do it dispassionately. She had treated it like it were a job, like it was doing nothing for her. But this time, this time Jessica was actually starting to pushing her. And the mere thought of this upset Lilly.

"Tch- how dare you. How dare you make me assert myself so!" Antiqua chided her opponent as she looked down on her. Wright hadn't given up. Lilliana could feel it. She knew that Jessica had more in her than she did last time she had faced the Iowan. The question of how much more Jessica could take didn't enthrall her as much as it did last time they met in the ring. It only seemed to upset her. Lilliana would reach down and cup Jessica's chin with her hand. She forced eye contact between the two of them.

"You really think you'll catch up to me, don't you? Hmph! Let me show you what I think of that, Jessica!" Antiqua would say with a distinct tone of rage in her voice, an emotion she hadn't yet displayed in a match at LAW. She'd wind back her arm and attempt to Lariat Wright and strike her with enough force to send her over the porcelain walls and back onto the damp, misty floors of the bathhouse! Lilliana would pursue her foe. She'd drape each of her majestic legs over the bath wall and exit the bath. She'd reach for Jessica's hair and attempt to slowly pull the girl up, seemingly looking for her next big move.

"Come, Wright. Let me teach you once more. I'll do it as many times as you like. You can't beat me. You won't ever best me. I was born better and I will always BE better!" Lilly would declare as she looked to grab both of Jessica's legs and flip her onto her shoulders to get her into position for her Muscle Buster finisher! If Antiqua was able to set Wright up, she'd take it a step further and climb the bath wall with Jessica in tow. She'd aim to take to the skies and make it an Avalanche Muscle Buster just as she did in their previous match to close this out!

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Jessica could feel something shifting. In her match with Lilliana, she was the one who was coming at it passionately, full of fervor and ready to attack relentlessly. In fact, it was some of her hot-headedness that led her to make poor decisions and fling herself into situations that only ended up hurting her. Perhaps it was that excitable nature that led her to take a match with a woman who was considerably larger than her in the first place. But right now, Jessica was aware of how much emotion Lilliana was putting into this. The forced eye contact was a sign of that. In the match, Lilliana had hit her with a chair and then sat on it. The moment between them was almost intimate, with so much lingering between them.

And then the world shifted again. The first shift was a mental, emotional one, wherein Lilliana showed that the veneer of nobility was a false one. The second shift was a physical one, as the Lariat sent her over the side of the tub. Jessica was sent crashing down to the porcelain tile floor, very painfully. She groaned on the ground for a second, trying to reckon with the immense anguish that she was experiencing all over her naked and wet body.

Then came some more bad news. Every footfall on the porcelain tile was a warning sign of the apocalypse to come. The armageddon was realized more quickly then Jessica imagined as her hair was grabbed and she was brought up to her feet. The water had made her toned body all but glow in the light of the sauna, which meant that not only did all the paparazzi see the Violent Violet completely vulnerable before her opponent, the one that she had specifically picked out, but she would be totally nude as she stood there. Her breasts dripped with water, down onto her taut abs.

But soon the water was flowing in the opposite direction. Jessica was lifted upside down over Lilliana's shoulder. If she thought that her body was on display now, what happened after was far worse. During the match, she had been in this exact same position, as bare as she was now. She cried out as she realized what would happen next. But Lilliana expanded upon those dark expectations when she went up one rung higher.

But then she came crashing down. The Violent Violet flopped down to the same porcelain ground that she had just landed on. Only this time, she was near unconscious.

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Lilliana reflected on her attitude and energy that she put into dispatching Jessica just now. She landed with a loud thud as she hit the Muscle Buster. She cast Jessica to her side and left her laid out. Lilliana turned her to see her hand already placed on Jessica's buxom chest, not to do anything perverse like some of the cameramen and paparazzi outside thought, but to pin Wright in a hurry. These thoughts and more crossed her mind. She compared her face now to her face during the last stretch of their first match. Lilliana frowned with contempt as she realized that she hadn't conducted a dispassionate slaughter like last time. No, this was different. Much different. Antiqua had fought with the desire to to overcome Jessica, a desire which differed from the expectation of victory that she normally went into her matches with. Yes, victory was the expectation in all her matches. It came easily to an Antiqua noble. So much so that those outside the family would call them arrogant, conceited, complacent, with only for the results of their exploits to show as evidence for why they were every bit as entitled to their victories as they were entitled to their attitudes.

"So then why? Why do I care about besting this woman?" Lilliana said with an angered expression on her face. It was as if she was dissatisfied with this potential win, despite earning it handily. She leaned over and began to check Jessica's arm, raising it as if a referee would before allowing it to fall limp to the tiled floor, lifelessly to confirm a knockout.

"In all my time as a boxer, and my short time we a wrestler, no woman has wanted to face me twice. You're the very first, Jessica. And I.....resent that." Lilliana began as she got up. She fully expected Jessica to be out, to be clinging on my a thread sustained by her own deep hatred and vendetta towards her. Regardless of whether or not the naked country-gal was able to lift her arm before it fell, Lady Antiqua would rise. She'd step on Jessica's chest and look down upon her, almost inadvertently posing for the cameras and cameramen focused on them through the windows. Lilliana would begin to put weight on Jessica and step on and past her, seemingly with a destination in mind. It only took a moment for her to return with some shiny objects in hand.

"To be honest, I don't even feel like embarrassing you any further, Wright. I thought I had broken you before, desecrated you, and whatever legacy you and your lineage felt you had. Yet here you are, weeks later. New outfit, new moves, same hopeless desire to beat me. Something no one else has been able to hang on to after I've gotten through with them." Lilliana mulled over these thoughts out loud as she circled a supine Jessica. She brandished a couple of bottles of those 'fancy oils' that Jess had referenced previously. She began to pour them down onto Jessica's person as she continued.

"You vex me, woman. I've won. You can't continue. And yet, you somehow haven't been broken. You somehow decide that fighting is worth it when I'm several pedigrees above you. I'm born and bred better. Not to mention better trained. I'd say I'm at my wit's end, but you'd take that as a compliment, and it would be a lie. Because I know exactly what I'm going do to you." Antiqua smiled devilishly as she straddled Jessica. She faced the smaller girl's feet before squatting down to take a seat upon her newest and least esteemed throne: Jessica's face. She'd empty the rest of the contents of the oils, tea tree, peppermint, jojoba, all words on labels and bottles Jessica had probably never bothered to read in any spas or beauty supply stores she seldom visited. In Lilliana's other hand, she bore a lilac-colored razor. As she rubbed the oils onto Jessica's abdomen, her legs, her crotch, Lilliana shifted her weight and brought her knees to the ground to fully facesit Wright, bearing down on her nose and mouth with the full weight of her elitist curves and womanhood to begin smothering away the last of whatever consciousness Jessica might have.

"I'm going to do what you've been trying to do for months now. I'm going to make good on my word. I'm going to do to you everything you said you'd do to me and then some. I'm going to humiliate you, sit on your face until you're suffocating. I'm going to embarrass you. And then, maybe then, I'll finally snuff the fire out of those rebellious, hideous eyes of yours!" As Lilly spoke, the tone of her voice transitioned from calm and calculating to sadistic and obsessed. Despite her dominance, her privilege, and her talents, no one had ever been bent on rising to her level like Jessica was. And the idea of a commoner thinking they could catch up to her made her lose some composure, a rare occurrence in the Antiqua household, especially with Lilliana in particular.

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Jessica lay there in the twilight between consciousness and unconsciousness. She couldn't remember the last time that she had been put in so much pain. Perhaps it was during the first match that she had with Lilliana. The physical pain that she felt in her body had all but paralyzed. On the edges of her perception, she knew that Lilliana had lifted her hand, and that her hand had fell to the floor limply, signalling her defeat. This match was not sanctioned by any body other than the brutal authorization of a desperate woman trying to get back at the woman who had not only bested her, but had bested her badly.

Jessica tried to grunt when Lilliana stepped on her, but she was too weak to even make a noise. Her eyes were still closed, and she would later be grateful for that fact as it meant that she could not see the cameras zooming in on her naked body and the conquering Antiqua lording over her like she was absolutely nothing. The weight was lifted off her chest, and Jessica was grateful for that.

She tried to open her eyes, to view the world. It would be the first step towards fighting back against whatever bad intentions that Lilliana had for her, but she could not manage to show her purple vivid eyes to the world. The words that Lilliana was saying did hit her ears, however. It was funny that Jessica was the first woman to demand another shot at Lilliana. The heiress had scared all of the other women off from facing her down, a fact that heartened Jessica. She was the only one who thought that she could win.

And how wrong she was. The Violent Violet was now naked on the floor of Lilliana's private sauna. Something viscous and warm met her breast, and then flowed down it onto her taut abs. The liquid collected in little pools in the valleys between Jessica's six pack for a second. For a second, a pleasant smell wafted up to her nose, coming from her body. Then that pleasant odor was snuffed out by something that Jessica immediately recognized as Lilliana's private parts. The facesit was soon completed, but not before one last threat came from the lips of the powerful, domineering woman. The emphasis on the word exactly made the already ashamed and afraid Jessica that much more ashamed and afraid, as she did not know what was going to happen next.

She liked her little bush. In her mind, it was the sign of an alpha woman, one who was mature and strong. It had taken her a while to grow it, and she wanted to maintain it for as long as she could. The thoughts in her mind drifted into nothingness as Jessica faded into oblivion once more. Lilliana's sex was now enveloping her mouth completely, even as her own crotch was now being coated with oils that Jessica hardly even knew the name of, let alone their intended use.

Her last thought was one of power. Namely, how much power Lilliana had over her. There was nothing that Jessica could do that would stop Lilliana from making good on her threats to make good on her word. She did not know how much more embarrassment and humiliation she could take. And for that, she was grateful that she passed out completely.

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Lilliana had every intention and desire to crush Jessica's spirit. She had said that she didn't care about embarrassing Wright, and she didn't. But if embarrassing her could get the message across that Jessica's efforts would forever be fruitless, if she could crush Jessica's resolve and destroy the idea that The Violent Violet could catch up to her in a fight, then Lilliana Antiqua will truly feel that she had won. Their rivalry would finally be put to rest and Antiqua would stand unopposed in her ascent to the top of the heavyweight division, just as the natural order dictated!

As the oils dripped into the crevices and crannies that were Jessica Wright's toned, curvy body and muscles, Lilliana sneered down at the woman, noticing the complete lack of movement, the silence, the lifelessness.

"Passed out, are we, Jessica? Knocked out by the superior woman with the superior rump. I've now sullied you with these oils and sat on your face until you were unconscious, just like I said I would, just like you said you would do to me when you entered my private bath." Lilliana mused to herself as she tossed the oil bottles aside and collected from the floor beside her, the other item she fetched from across the room, an ornate pink razor about 6 inches long. The blade was clean, sharp. Lilliana fiddled with the handle in her hands, swaying it too and fro as she say atop Jess.

"But that simply isn't enough. You've seen the gap between us, experienced sound defeat twice but you'll still be back if I leave you be....so I won't." Lady Antiqua began to shift, planting one foot while keeping a knee on the ground as she straddled further on top of Jessica's face, her thin leotard doing next to nothing to keep the scent and fluids from her pristine womanhood from wafting over the defeated Wright's face. Lilliana would begin to reposition herself. She'd shift over to Jessica's side. From there, she'd reach for Wright's shoulders and pick her up, lifting Jessica onto her outstretched knee, into a backbreaker hold to keep her in place and laid out, and to further drive home the power dynamic between the two. Lilliana kept Jessica close and within reach. Even if Jess woke up, escape would prove to be a challenge in this hold. Antiqua would grab hold of Wright's purple pubic hair. She did not have foreknowledge of Jessica's pride in her bush, how it made Jessica feel like she was an alpha female. But to the media watching outside, the bushiness alone was proof enough that Jessica chose not to wax or shave it all for a reason.

"What lengths must I go to, Jessica? Shall we infantilize you? Make you less of a woman than you were already?" With Jessica's body already wet from the bath, the oils, and her own perspiration, Lilliana would have no difficulty besmirching Jessica's proud bush. She gripped those hairs, taking on a fistful of them, teasing the moment before she finally took the razor in her right hand. In a few clear and careful motions, in just a few strokes, Lilliana did away with the bristles of hair covering Wright's womanhood. When Jessica became aware of this sometime later, when she saw recaps, pictures, gifs, and videos of Lilliana in the act, it would no doubt be another massive blow to The Violent Violet's pride. And that brought a sense of peace to Antiqua, a sense of happiness even. But deep down, Lilliana knew that despite losing her outfit, despite being forced to wrestle naked in this bathhouse, despite having her bush shaved, Jessica's spirit would endure. And that was something Lilliana couldn't say any of her past opponents were capable of.

She'd flip Jessica off her knew and let the KO'd girl's toned body fall unceremoniously onto the tiled ground, and onto the mess of hairs that she had just parted with. Lilliana would stand over Jessica once more as she continued wondering what she had to do to truly break this woman down once and for all.

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There was still a lingering smell of Lilliana's sex in her nose, even after Lilliana got off her. Jessica was an out and out lesbian, and she knew what that smelled like thanks to how often she did it. Usually she was the one forcing her sex into the face of the other woman, but this time she had no choice in the matter. Lilliana's scent was the first thing that she noted when she lapsed back into consciousness. All of the scented oils that Lilliana had poured on her were still there. They did what they could to mask Lilliana's scent but it was overpowering.

The second thing that she noticed was how poor of a situation that she was in. The backbreaker was awful at the best of times, and this was far from that. Her body was completely on display, and the paparazzi snapped hundreds of photos. Jessica did not have the energy to open her eyes, but she knew that was the case. Lilliana's words then floated through her ears, and Jessica wondered what they would mean. She was a proud woman, and she didn't know what Lilliana could take from her that would make her less of a lady.

Then she found out. The razor removed her bush, and Jessica honestly wanted to cry. It was a sign that Jessica could do what she wanted to, and didn't have to bow to the dictates of what other people expected of her. The problem was, Lilliana expected her to be a crushed up weakling. That was an expectation that Lilliana was able to enact, in a humiliating fashion. She wasn't able to see it, but she was absolutely certain what was happening. A few strokes was enough to render Jessica completely bare down there. Her mind churned. It was a humiliation that Lilliana had made her get naked, had completely beaten her, and had knocked her unconscious. But now Lilliana had taken the one thing that she held highest of all without so much of a fight from Jessica.

She wanted to get up, and get moving. Jessica wanted to sock Lilliana right in the jaw for doing what she had just done. But she couldn't. Even if she wasn't incredibly pained, Lilliana was holding her tightly. Right now, when there was no question as to who the stronger woman was, but Lilliana was now holding her down.

She desperately wanted to pass out again. It was the most cowardly way out of this, and she knew that. But she simply could not bear the pain of having her privates shaved. There Jessica lay, feeling the strength that exerting was on her in the backbreaker, praying that it was enough to knock her out once more. And she hated that. She hated how much Lilliana could do to her that Jessica was completely powerless to stop. Social media was already rough, and now it would just be worse.

When Lilliana pushed her off, she grunted as she landed on the ground. Now her ass was up in the air for the benefit of the cameras, but she was inwardly glad. Now her shaved sex would at least be hidden, just like her oily and bare breasts. But she knew that would not last. Even bordering on the edge of oblivion, she could feel the red-eyed woman lurking over her, assuredly with all sort of perverse and domineering thoughts circling in Lilliana's dark mind.