Duel of the Delinquents - Tanner Del Rio v Riri Graffiti (D) - NHB Match

[FreestylePoet]

Tanner walked towards the corner, her mind racing with ill intent. "Hey, settle down in there!" she taunted with a smirk, treating Riri like a troublesome child. "I swear, if I gotta turn this thing around, I'll -- Uwaah!" She'd meant to lift her up and slam her on the corner post, but Riri's jostling made that impossible. At the very last second, Riri pushed off of Tanner's chest and bent in, and Tanner dropped her quarry -- right on the bottom turnbuckle!

Still, this would work. It was accidental, but the drop might've still stunned her opponent. Tanner put her hands on her hips with a sigh. "Y'know," she scolded, "I was planning on pulling out somethin' more painful than humiliating, but since you decided to be such a bitch about it..." Tsking and shaking her head, the brawler propped her foe up into a seated position.

She stepped over both bottom ropes, using the top ones as support. Then she thrust her hips forward, giving Riri a faceful of Tanner's crotch! The position looked like the aftermath of a bronco buster, but as promised, it was more oriented towards humiliating Riri than hurting her. Up and down, side to side: she rolled her hips like a salsa dancer! This early in the match, there was no chance that Riri would feel anything "interesting" down below, but the gator-skin pattern of her attire would likely chafe across her pretty little features!

[BuckleBuster]

All that squirming and bucking around had at least spared Riri from the impending pain of whatever it was Tanner had in store for her, but at the same time it had earned her the ire of her irked opponent. She was unceremoniously dropped into the turnbuckle, the corner making for an uncomfortable landing against her tailbone. "Sucker..." Riri mumbled under her breath, rubbing her back with one hand while staring up at her opponent with a distasteful expression.

She tried to make her way back up to her feet, but found that Tanner had already boxed her into the corner with her body. "Hey... what are you doing-get your paws of me!" Riri barked as she wrestled with Tanner's arms as they tried to put her into position. She immediately began trying to work her way out of the corner, but was stopped short by Tanner's open thighs rapidly encroaching on her face. "MMPH!" Riri let out a muffled cry as her unprepared face was forced to endure the warm confines of Tanner's crotch.

The move did more to stun her than it did to hurt her, but that effect was all that was needed as she grasped onto Tanner's thighs for support. The motion felt uncomfortably abrasive against her face, the pattern on Tanner's shorts seemly serving more than just an aesthetic purpose. Blinded and disorientated, Riri could only groan and shriek as she was tossed around like a salad spinner, the cartoony convulsions of her body making for an amusing spectacle for the hollering crowds. But it only took a few moments of unearned punishment for Riri to realize that her position offered her a chance at payback.

Riri tried to use her grip around Tanner's thighs to pry them loose and suspend her gyrations for only a few seconds. In that brief span of time, Riri would open her mouth wide open and attempt to chomp down onto her opponent's covered pussy, biting extra deep so that the pain would register through the thick fabric of her attire!

[FreestylePoet]

Tanner continued to thrust and grind atop the cornered Riri. Even if she couldn't get much actual pleasure from the friction, this was still a hell of a time. The crowd's hollers made it extra clear who was humiliating whom here, and the way that Riri's multicolored hair flopped around with every pump of her hips made her look like... "Oh, shit, that's actually a pretty good nickname for ya, Rook." Tanner nodded, even though Riri couldn't see it. "Tell ya what. If you ever graduate past Rook, I'll call ya Peacock."

Suddenly, her hips stopped their gyrating as Riri held onto her legs. Riri's grip drew her deeper between Tanner's thighs. "Heh, already decided you had enough, huh?" she cooed to her seated foe. "Well, I certainly won't mind goin' right to the fun bits." Her thumb hooked at the hem of her pants, eager to give Riri a real faceful. Right when she licked her lips, though... Riri struck, chomping down on Tanner's lady bits!

"YAAAAAH!" Tanner stumbled back, tearing her crotch away like a hand from fire! She fell back, clattering onto the canvas in a heap. Every nerve in her poor pussy cried for help! It'd likely be a fool's errand to soothe that pain away, but her hands still took up the task, as Tanner curled in on herself to rub at the sore spot. All the while, she leered at Riri in the corner, an involuntary tear loosing itself from her eye. "Y-You bitch...!" she seethed. "I can't believe you actually bit me, you fucker!"

[BuckleBuster]

Playing dirty was an essential chapter in Riri's playbook, treated with the same validity as any other punch, kick or throw. When others poked eyes, she gouged. When others pulled hair, she ripped. And when others kicked pussies, she bit. Riri took a few seconds to revel in her handiwork as Tanner collapsed back onto the mat in pain, even wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as if she had just greedily taken a bite out of a succulent meal, which in a way, she had.

Using the ropes on either side of her, Riri made a slow ascent to her feet, signaling to the audience with a wink that she was far from over."Your teeth ain't the only ones built for bitin' ya know, '" Riri sneered from above, poking the girl's belly with one foot. Riri bent down slightly to give Tanner a better view, pulling at one corner of her mouth with her pinky finger and flaring her own impressive canines to emphasize the point.

With that, Riri suddenly dropped all her weight directly overtop Tanner, landing directly onto her gut before properly mounting herself overtop the girl's stomach. Her legs straddled Tanner on either side, the rest of her small body now leering over the girl's face. Riri reached forward and snatched her opponent's shiny green hair by the scalp, forcing the Wild Child's head off the mat and beneath Riri's own mangled expression. "Don't worry I'll get to fixin' your fun bits in a sec, but first, I gotta teachya a few lessons" Riri asserted through gritted teeth, tapping the hands foolishly guarding Tanner's throbbing cunt with a finger, before closing that finger into a fist above her opponent's elevated head.

"Lesson number one, I ain't no rookie!" Riri's fist accompanying the statement with a brutal punch aimed right at Tanner's temple! Her other hand still clung on tightly to her scalp, ensuring that the girl would remain stationary despite the ensuing ground and pound. "That's a fact that I'll get through both you and management's thick skulls after tonight" Riri continued to rant, gearing her fist back for another punch.

"Lesson number two, If you ever call me Peacock again - " Another loud punch crashed into Tanner's jaw, briefly interrupting the tutorage. Riri quickly reeled the girl back in by her hair, pressing their foreheads together so that Tanner wouldn't miss a single syllable. "- I just might kill you" The threat was delivered in an uncharacteristically serious tone, before returning to a facetious tune in a burst of giggles.

"And lesson number three, no holds FUCKING barred - you're in MY domain bitch!" Riri screamed before delivering one last backhand to Tanner's cheek, releasing her grip on the girl's hair in the process and letting her head bang onto the mat below. If Riri's tirade had gone off unhindered, she would remain seated overtop her opponent, flashing two seething middle fingers deep into her battered opponent's face as the crowd cheered the onslaught from above.

[FreestylePoet]

Tanner didn't even hear the first taunt. She was too busy trying to regain feeling in her lady bits, not to mention plotting how to pay Riri back with interest. Just when she managed to soothe some of the stinging away, she was suddenly mounted by her smaller foe. When Riri pulled her up by the hair, all Tanner could do was snarl in her face. She was surprisingly still winded from the brutal bite, but having Riri in her face like this was a good enough motivator. "Fuck your less-"

WHAM!

Her retort was interrupted by a brutal hook to the temple! Tanner saw stars, the floodlights above exploding into a whirlwind of white. Riri's next demand was garbled, but it too was punctuated with a closed fist. This time, her jaw spun, sending spittle flying across the canvas. She couldn't even close her mouth to prevent the last few embarrassing dregs of saliva from dribbling out, lest the pain flare up anew. Angry, incoherent grumbles were her entire vocabulary by this point, and in that daze came the third strike. Even with the way her head finally rebounded off the canvas, this one was the least painful. It was nonetheless embarrassing to be backhanded so nonchalantly after talking up a big game.

Tanner was in a bad way. Truth be told, she could barely even see, and the rising noise of the crowd thrummed as a headache. All she could feel was pain and rage. Rage at the upstart rookie bitch on top of her. The little shit who thought she could get away with whatever the fuck she'd just done. Tanner was gonna get her -- and she was gonna get her good.

"Grrr...!" Suddenly, her hands shot up, latching death grips onto Riri's barely-covered breasts! Her fingers dug in like talons, dead set on mauling the smaller pair of tits above her. She squeezed and twisted, channeling all her desires for revenge. "Lesson one..." she muttered in a wounded, gravelly tone. "FUCK YOU!" With that roar, she yanked Riri down by her chest, sitting up rapidly in an attempt to land a savage headbutt! Tanner's head was already scrambled, but she hoped she could take Riri with her!