Alexa Taylor vs Ossi Shamar: Strip Until Their Nude Match

[TheSuitedOwl]

If there was one thing Alexa loved to do, it was play into the crowd. There just wasn't anything like having an entire stadium cheer for your work. Which they most certainly did as they watched Alexa deliver a firm spanking to Ossi's rear but better than that. Was that once the Syrian woman had begun to scrabble for a way out. She would ultimately end up tripping over her own briefs and be forced to crawl the rest of the way over towards the other corner. As thousands of fans either cheered, laughed, or whistled at her predicament.

Of course, Alexa wasn't too far behind laughing along with the crowd. As she followed her opponent into the other corner and watched in amazement. As Ossi once again presented her vulnerable yet alluring backside to her. "Here, let me help." Alexa offered with a chuckle. As she pulled Ossi's white panties up her rear and forced the woman back to her feet. Where she would then transition into a side headlock and start dragging her back towards the center of the ring with a grin.

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Jeers from the crowd further compounded Ossi's embarrassing situation as she went sprawling, her rear on display already and having utterly failed to make any kind of impact on the match so far. She couldn't let this happen. Losing like this to Alexa... she dreaded to contemplate it. She had to win this match, if only to save her own pride!

However, that thought was a long way from the reality of her current situation.

"AIIIEGH!" Ossi yelped as Alexa rudely wrenched her silk panties up in a painful wedgie, using the flimsy garment to haul the reeling Syrian to her feet. Her mouth opened wide in shock as she tottered unsteadily, only for Alexa to swiftly clamp her in a side headlock.

"Nghh...no get off..." she blathered uselessly as Alexa dragged her towards the centre of the ring, Ossi forced into an awkward shuffle with her briefs still entwined around her ankles and preventing her from moving properly. Her arms flailed aimlessly, flapping at Alexa's grip and pushing weakly at her opponent in a pathetic attempt to escape...

[TheSuitedOwl]

Whatever feelings Ossi currently felt towards her situation. One thing was clear Alexa didn't care or at least not enough to put an end to it quickly. She was a woman with a mission and if that meant slapping her sorry excuse of an opponent silly, so be it. It wasn't like the pompous aristocrat wasn't asking for it, she had practically begged for it.

"And ruin our fun, no thanks." Alexa replied. As she reached the center of the ring and easily transitioned into a simple but tight chokehold that would keep the Syrian still while she whispered in her ear. "... And you had the audacity to challenge me. You're a joke, so now I'm going to have to treat you like one until this crowd gives me a standing ovation." Alexa explained with glee. As she grabbed the inner thigh of Ossi and begun to gently rub it up her body!

Of course it wouldn't take long to reach her opponent groin and while she did give it some attention. It would be short lived as she quickly move to her stomach and felt whatever muscles and curves Ossi held there for a moment. Before she would pull back her arm and slam a closed fist into her exposed solar plex!

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Despite her feeble struggles, Ossi was dragged to the centre of the ring, and Alexa swiftly clamped her in a chokehold, stopping her from going anywhere. Her eyes went wide with horror at Alexa's words as the woman spoke into her ear, promising a crushing humiliation for the Arab beauty in front of the LAW fans.

Ossi let out a sharp gasp of shock as Alexa's fingers began caressing her thigh, wandering up towards her nether regions that were only protected now by her flimsy silk panties. She squirmed uselessly in the chokehold, but then Alexa's fingers reached her groin.

"N-no...nnhh! How dare you?!" she blurted, trying to twist her hips away from her tormentor's teasing touch. Alexa it seemed had other goals in mind however as her hand moved on, gliding across Ossi's exposed midriff before the woman slammed a clenched fist into her stomach!

"OOUGHHH!" Ossi cried as the wind was smacked out of her, her body shuddering from the impact and her knees buckling. The only thing preventing her from crumpling to her knees on the canvas was the very chokehold she wished she could escape from! But right now Alexa was calling the shots, and Ossi frantically tried to think of some avenue of escape before her foe could press the advantage any further!

[TheSuitedOwl]

As Alexa gently caressed Ossi along her figure. She could hear the growing excitement and eventually disappointment in the crowd. When she not only stopped her sexual teasing but renewed her attack. However, such a reaction was expected and for the former Pageant Queen very much calculated. After all she understood her audience and if their was one thing she knew they desperately wanted to see. It was for her to, for a lack of a better word, fuck Ossi in the ring.

A truly ridiculous and scandalous fantasy that anyone with two brain cells could tell wasn't going to happen. Though for Alexa that was all she needed to work the crowd into a frenzy. At which point she could finish the match with her adoring fans cheering her on as she shredded whatever dignity the Syrian still clung to.

Meaning all Alexa had to do until then was produce enough of a sexual tension between them to win over the crowd. An easy feat especially when she was the one currently choking her opponent to stand straight. Which wasn't too difficult for the brunette as she drew herself closer and allowed her chest to mushroom against Ossi's back. While she proceeded to gently rub Ossi's hurt stomach. Before she would eventually move on and grope then squeeze her opponents breasts.

Yet, despite her control of the situation Alexa couldn't help but sneer. As she noticed Ossi's lack of a bra! "You arrogant little bitch. Let me show why you don't underestimate me." She hissed giving Ossi one last rough squeeze to her chest. Before she readied herself to slam Ossi face first into the mat!

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Still choking for breath in Alexa's grip and winded from the blow to her stomach, Ossi didn't offer much resistance, trapped in place as she tried to recover. She let out a whine of protest as Alexa's breasts pressed against her back, their bodies pressed tight together. Alexa's hand gently caressed her exposed, aching abdominals before wandering up... until she was groping the Syrian heiress's ample breasts!

"N-no... you can't... unnhhh" she burbled stupidly as her tits were handled through the skin-tight fabric of her wrestling top, the lack of a bra meaning there was no protection from Alexa's teasing and humiliating touch. She tossed her head from side to side, a high-pitched squeak of dismay escaping from her lips at Alexa's words and the hard, rough squeeze of her vulnerable breast.

An instant later suddenly she was released, plummeting face first towards the mats.

"AIIIGHHH!" Ossi squealed as her head was smacked into the canvas hard, laid out flat on her front by the attack. She writhed there at Alexa's feet, totally helpless as she clutched at her aching skull with both hands, her panty-clad rear on full display for the fans and the cameras!

[TheSuitedOwl]

Alexa honestly couldn't believe the audacity of this woman. Showing up to their strip match with no bra, was just plain insulting to her and if Ossi thought she was going to get away with it without suffering some consequences. Then she had another thing coming.

As Alexa would finally yank free the shorts from Ossi's ankles and toss them out of the ring. "Get up you slut! We have a whole crowd to entertain... I said up!" Alexa barked. Visible frustrated before she would kick the down Syrian towards the ropes and wait. Though if Ossi still hadn't yet complied with her order or was taking too long. Alexa would eventually close in and deliver a simple butt drop onto her opponent's back!

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Flat on her face at Alexa's feet, Ossi cut a dejected picture. She let out a whine of dismay as her briefs were finally yanked free from her ankles and sent sailing unceremoniously into the crowds, leaving only her flimsy silken panties to cover her modesty. She felt her cheeks redden as Alexa called her a slut, but before she could formulate a response a swift kick sent her rolling towards the ropes, her foe demanding that she get up and continue.

Ossi lay there for a moment, fighting to get her breath back, before slowly and achingly beginning to crawl to the ropes, less interested in continuing the match and more in securing a respite from the absolute whipping she was being subjected too. However, it became quickly apparent that she wasn't moving fast enough for her opponent's liking...

"AUUUGHHHH!" Ossi blurted as Alexa's pert rear slammed down onto her back, flattening the Syrian back to the canvas once more. She splayed out on her front, limbs spread in all directions, moaning weakly as she fought for breath. "Please... please no," she burbled pathetically, squirming with what little strength remained in her body as she sought to escape from Alexa's torment!

[TheSuitedOwl]

"Really already begging? How pathetic could you be? Maybe you should have thought about that before you ran up to me demanding a match!" Alexa chided. As she pulled on the Syrian's hair so she had no choice but to look at the excited mocking crowd! "Besides their enjoying it." Alexa added. Dropping Ossi's head unceremoniously before she would go and grab her arms!

Which she would then pull over her knees and turn into a camel clutch. Of course with the ropes nearby Alexa more than expected the snivelling coward to reach for them. Making her all the less sympathetic as she cranked up the pressure and watched as Ossi struggled.

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Ossi could only whimper and blush at Alexa's words, the truth of them clear for all to see. Her pride had let her to make a thoroughly foolish challenge and she was paying dearly for it now. She tried to wriggle loose from underneath Alexa, but the other wrestler grabbed her hair, yanking her head back to force her to look at the braying, jeering crowds.

"No, please I-aghh!" Ossi squeaked as her head was dumped unceremoniously forward against into the canvas. She let out a whine of dismay, only for her arms to be grabbed and her torso levered up off the canvas into an excruciating Camel Clutch hold.

"NNIIAAGGHHHHHHH!" she screeched, her body bucking and twitching feebly as Alexa cranked the hold hard. Ossi's legs kicked at the canvas as the pain quickly rose to unbearable levels, but through that her addled mind remembered she could reach for the ropes! They weren't far! Whimpering in desperation, she tried to ease one arm loose from the hook over Alexa's knee and reach, desperate for any moment of respite in this debacle!