Baggage brawl

[KyraAgmento]

*Kyra groaned as Ivans elbows continued to hammer her body.* *She twisted her body to skid her opponent to the side.*
"Get used to it you will."
*She twisted her body to skid her opponent to the side.*

[MR. Q]

As he slid along the mat with Kyra's twisting move, Ivan swiftly flipped over onto his back, kicking her away as she attempted to maintain her grip around his throat.

Seizing the opportunity to counterattack while disoriented, Ivan lunged upward and managed to lock Kyra into a tight waistlock. He threw all his strength behind the maneuver, lifting the struggling blonde up and slamming her bodily across the mat with a suplex!

[KyraAgmento]

Agh!
*Sparks light up infront of Kyras sight as she hit the canvas hard. The young blonde held her head and rolled around as she tried to recover from the impact. *

[MR. Q]

Ivan grabbed Kyra by the wrists and pulled her up to her feet, whipping her violently across the ring. Her back smacked against the turnbuckles with a resounding thwack.

"Time for some pain." Ivan said, stalking forward as Kyra slumped forward, dazed from the collision. Taking a boxing stance, he began to rain blows on her body, treating her as sandbag.

[KyraAgmento]

*The young blonde moaned as her body got beaten by Ivan. A hit wich made her ovaries tingle forced a painful scream out of her mouth. Kyra stumbled backwards into the ropes again, and tried to slam hier knee into Invas guts to deter him from punishing her body further. The spectators cheered over the hard blows Kyra received, also the blonde still had some fight in her.*

[MR. Q]

Ivan grunted as Kyra's knee connected with his abdomen, but he barely slowed down. Using the momentum from her stumble, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her over his knee, bending her over it.

"You've been a bad girl." Ivan smirked as his palm found it's mark on her perfect ass, spanking her. He then began to drum bet butt with more spanking as if she's a little girl.

Spoiler

[KyraAgmento]

*Kyra struggeld as he spanked her and tried to hit Ivans face with her heel, well a heel for the heel, the irony of that escaped Kyra as she was busy with geting out of the hold.*

[MR. Q]

Ivan chuckled as he effortlessly blocked Kyra's feeble attempts to strike him with her heel. "You think that's gonna hit me, sweetheart?"

He punctuated his words with another sharp slap to her reddened ass, making her yelp. Ivan's grip only tightened as he spread her thighs wider, exposing her pussy to his hungry gaze.

"Looks like someone's enjoying this as much as I am." Ivan taunted. "Shame it's not Hentai or you're gonna re-experience last time." He added with one last spank to her ass before pushing her off.

[KyraAgmento]

*Kyra moaned the humilation and spanking didn't left her unscathed, her cheeks reddened from the embarrasment and arousal. The young german rolled on all four and then swept around to hit Ivans chest with her boot.*

[MR. Q]

Ivan caught Kyra's boot mid-air, easily absorbing the force of her kick. He held her foot firmly in his grasp, looking down at her sprawled form with a mixture of amusement and lust in his eyes.

"Still got some fire in you, I'll give you that." Ivan said

"But I think it's time to put that fire out, don't you?" Ivan he continued before using her caught foot as foothold as he sat on her back, stretching the caught leg behind her back in a single Boston Crab.