Michelle Bennett vs. Ina Rosenbaum - Lust and Ferocity

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Successfully getting Ina off of her, Michelle would try to preserve her dignity by moving the lower part of her attire to cover her sex. While she didn't mind any kind of exposure, it was a matter of principle to maintain her appearance. Then, she would rise back up onto her feet, but Ina was quicker than her in that regards, and she was grabbed by the German, who then dragged her towards the corner. Michelle winced when Ina grabbed her by her hair, but she knew that she could do something here while her opponent was preoccupied with whatever she had in her mind.

When she was getting closer to the corner, Michelle would plant her forearm against the turnbuckle, stopping herself from having her face slammed into it. Then, she would look at Ina before grabbing her head and forcefully yanking at it, looking to slam her face multiple times into the turnbuckle. She wanted to make sure that her opponent would be left rattled by the move so that she could place her opponent against the turnbuckle, chest first, with her arms draped over the top ropes.

"Oh, don't worry about it. It's not like I don't want to play anymore..." Michelle purred next to Ina's ear. "It's just that... we get to play it my way..." She would then caress Ina's bikini-clad backside before giving it a meaty slap, hoping to get some reaction out of her.

[Violet]

Tch. She was just trying to have a friendly start. If Michelle doesn’t want to play then she’ll give her the beating she deserves. Snatching Michelle’s raven tresses, she tugged her to the corner like a dog. Then, she craned her head backwards, getting a good look of her face before slamming it to padded steel. Unfortunately, Michelle had her arms planted to the turnbuckle as when it was her time to shove, her move was stopped mid through. Frustrated, she reared back her head again even farther. Then shoved it again with a snarl. But still nothing came as Michelle grabbed her hair. Her eyes gaping as she saw her intent to do what she tried

Her face and the turnbuckle collided in a painful meeting producing a resounding thump. “GAAHHH!!”, she let out a yelp as it clocked her.Her eyes closed shut in pain and mouth gaped open as Michelle yanked her back for another. Then another. And another. Each slam filled her mind with mist of dizziness. Her cheek kissed the turnbuckle smeared with her drool by the end of it. Arms draped over the top ropes as if hugging the corner.

Each word she said filled her with anger. Her grunts turned to snarls. Then came the meaty slap with a resounding smack. She yelped as it made her butt jiggle. Her pale skin tinted with pinkish red hue. Not someone who would take such disrespect too lightly, Ina shot her leg backwards hoping to drive it to Michelle’s midsection.

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Having Ina pressed stomach first against the turnbuckle, Michelle giggled after she slapped her backside, loving the reaction that she was seeing. She was planning to give Ina's backside another slap, but before she could do anything, she received a foot to her midsection before she was pushed backwards. She clicked her tongue as she would try to stop herself from stumbling backwards, regaining her footing.

"You could at least stay still like a good girl, love."

This time, there would be no playful spank to the rear. Michelle would go for something much rougher. Instead of a spank, Michelle would go for a sudden kick to Ina's butt, giving the other woman a strike to her ass with a swing of her foot. She was certain that the move would elicit at least a yelp of pain from the German, and from there, Michelle could continue with her momentum.

[Violet]

Like poking a bear. A bear set to destroy you to little pieces. That slap stung her, leaving a rosy tinge both on the cheek on her face and her butt. That is more than enough to awaken her senses and make this seductress pay. She started by sending a kick to her midsection. The feeling of her boot finding its mark and digging into flesh made her grin.

"I could still be a good girl by pleasuring you instead.", Ina quipped back, ready to strike again.

But as she was just about to turn around, Ina then felt a cruel boot strike the supple flesh of her butt. She whimpered as it forced her to hit the cold steel turnbuckle again but with her whole body instead. Her mound mushroomed from the impact as her head hit the top turnbuckle hard. It stunned her, freeing Michelle to do whatever she has in mind.

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Kicking at Ina's butt, sending her chest first against the turnbuckle, it was already made clear that Michelle was being serious here. She chuckled after listening to Ina's words from earlier, and while her opponent was still hurting there, the British seductress decided to make use of this opportunity to have her way with her opponent's body.

"Oh, how silly of you. You have no say in this matter. Be a good girl, or else, you'll regret it..."

Michelle would get herself closer to Ina's back before she reached out to her chest, looking to grab onto those breasts with her hands. Then, she would begin kneading and groping those tits as she would drag her away from the corner, hoping to draw out some reaction from her as she played with her opponent's breasts.

[Violet]

The match suddenly turned in a flash. Dominance is what she should have been giving from start to end. To show this pathetic hentai fighter that she’s no way good enough to step foot on the ring. But how could she exact that whilst she was stunned on the corner in a dangerous lull? If things couldn't be worse enough, the seductress started lashed out her skills to work while she's at her most vulnerable. Her predatory fingers latched onto her breasts, kneading them like dough. "D..damn you!" It trickled her cheeks with rosy red as each squeeze sent pulses of pleasure all over her body. Pleasure mounted her, making her elicit the softest, sweetest moan.

Then, she soon found herself being dragged to the center of the ring. She needed to find a way out of this and fast. With that thought in mind, Ina reared a foot further than it should have. Hooking Michelle's right behind it before issuing a pull hoping to have her lose her footing by it and fall on her back.

If successful, Ina would grab her legs and fold them over her before sitting on them. Her plump posterior would then soon find its mark on Michelle's face, her nose wedged in between cheeks as her arms would grab Michelle's, spreading them apart to expose her nether regions. "Normally I would. Too bad you're one of the kinds of people I abhor. Now let's show to the crowd how much of a slut you are!", Ina said with a grin as she would then slide her leotard off of her crotch exposing her to the crowd!!

Spoiler

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Michelle dragged Ina to the center of the ring as she would continue squeezing her breasts from behind. She looked joyful as she watched the face of her opponent turning red, and she couldn't wait to see more of it after this.

This distracted her from seeing Ina's action. The other woman used her leg to yank Michelle's from under her, and the British seductress yelped when she was brought down, losing her footing.

Before she knew it, Michelle found herself underneath her opponent, and her legs were raised up while her opponent sat on her face. She tried to voice out her protest, but her words were muffled by her opponent's backside.

To make matter worse, Ina decided to pull aside the part of her leotard that covered her pussy, and Michelle couldn't help but wiggle in place, unable to do anything as Ina had her under her mercy.

[Violet]

Never one to sit idly by while being picked apart, Ina worked at the drop of a hat. Maneuvering until her foe was under her, tangled between her meaty thighs. She kept her folded nicely, hips skyward. Like a package meant as a gift. For her and the gawking crowd. Still, she gave the view nothing but a wry smirk. She’d make this femme fatale who tarnishes her ring pay for even thinking she could subdue the one and only, Ina “Rache” Rosenbaum.

Then, she unraveled her. Swiping away the skimpy leotard she has, revealing what’s underneath. The coveted treasure that these puny so-called amazons who are just glorified sex-fighters for her fight for till putty. The key to the prize in the stipulations she detests. Their shame. Her eyes shined, set to destroy.

A smack would then pierce the air, as she’d slap the supple cheek of her butt. A lingering pain that would remind her what would happen if she dare resist. “Atta girl, stay there will ya? For how long a seductress would last in this piques my curiosity. And I’m sure it’s the same for the crowd too.”

Then, her hands would grab her sex from both sides. Spreading her sultry lips apart, showing off Michelle’s rose at full bloom. Her lithe fingers would then set to work, gracing along the lines of her tender bare flesh. Teasing her drooling entrance while expertly stroking her bulging out pearl!!

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Michelle was quite in a predicament right now considering that she was in a rather precarious position, with her hips pointing upwards. Then, when Ina slapped her ass-cheek, she let out a squeal, her cheeks going red. Then, with her pussy being exposed, Michelle then felt her opponent spreading the lips, and she trembled, gasping out as she felt her inner flesh being exposed to open air.

"Haa... aahhn... n-no..."

Michelle sounded uncharacteristically meek when she mewled out. Thanks to Ina's touch, her pussy started to moisten, and she knew that she could do nothing here but take whatever her opponent would do to her. And from the look of it, it was clear that the Brit was looking forward to see what her opponent had in store for her.

[Violet]

She held Michelle in the palm of her hands, just as she did with the supple, reddened flesh of their backside. There laid upon her were their shame and treasure at the same time. Like a treasure cove, but only filled with tainted gold and worthless stones. It was bare and out in the open as wind ran upon its pink valley.

Cameras peppered around the ring shuttered mercilessly; cheers erupted from the crowds—all in adoration on how she snagged Michelle to a humiliating position like helpless prey. But all those were nothing but white noise for Ina as she raveled at the sight of what's in front of her. She grasped by then why people seem to pine all over it in the ring; its alluring beauty sent tingles across her nape, bubbling through shaky breaths. But the emotions that triggered those sensations for Ina weren't passion nor lust. It was disdain!

She dived head-first deep into her sex! The heat on her face meshed with their hips'. Her tongue outlined every contour of Michelle's pussy as if she's mapping it. Her saliva painted all over her crotch; it mixed sloppily with Michelle's nectar as they dribble down her core. Two hands clutched the back of her knees tight as she ate her voraciously, seeking to push Michelle's body to the edge.