Beachrumble: Karla vs. Ivan

[KyraAgmento]

*Karla tried to get around to get on the offensive once more but Ivan simply slammed her into the canvas. The redhead moaned loud as the air left her lungs again under the double impact from Ivan and the floor. She squirmed and was up to wrap her legs around Ivans waist as he delivered a brutal kick into her womandhood sending a shockwave of pain through the redheads body and make her scream in pain under Ivans attacs.*

[MR. Q]

Karla's scream echoed across the beach as Ivan's vicious knee strike connected squarely with her groin. Her legs spasmed around his waist, attempting a desperate takedown, but Ivan easily shrugged her off, keeping his dominant position atop her prone form.

He loomed over Karla, his muscular frame shadowing hers, his blue eyes gleaming with triumph and cruel amusement. Ivan could see the pain and desperation in Karla's reddened face, the way her chest heaved with each labored breath.

"Looks like someone needs a timeout to collect themselves," Ivan sneered, grinding his hips down onto hers with brutal force. He trapped her wrists above her head, pinning them beneath his palms as if sealing her fate.

The crowd cheered raucously, knowing they were witnessing something special - a dominating performance that showcased Ivan's raw strength and ruthless determination.

Ivan leaned in close, his hot breath washing over Karla's flushed cheeks. "We're far from done here, sweetheart. In fact, this is just the beginning..."

By the time the dust settles, Ivan has lifted Karla's weakened form to her feet. The crowd roars its approval as he maneuvers her towards the ropes, intending to bend her over for a humiliating public spanking.

[KyraAgmento]

*Karla moaned in pain while squriming under Ivan the young redhead was unable to mount any meaningful defense due to the pain from her womanhood and Ivans overwhelming power. She shook her head.*
No....
*she moaned as she realized that the crowd was here to see her tormented and abused, and tried to get her legs between her and Ivan but to no avail. THe redhead was helpless pinned unter Ivan who then decided to hift her up and presenting her to the crowd while preparing her for a good oldfashioned spanking in public.*

[MR. Q]

Ivan ignored Karla's feeble protests as he gripped her hips tightly, hoisting her up to present her trembling form to the beachgoers. The crowd erupted in cheers and catcalls, sensing the depravity unfolding before them.

"Hold still, Karla," Ivan commanded, his voice low and menacing. "I've got something special planned for you out here."

With a cruel smirk, he bent Karla's body forward, trapping her against the ropes as her ass was prominently displayed. Ivan raised his palm, savoring the moment, as he prepared to unleash a stinging slap that would echo across the beach.

"Now let's show everyone what a naughty girl you are," Ivan sneered, his free hand sliding down to roughly grab Karla's bikini bottoms. "Time to strip you bare for all these people to see..."

[KyraAgmento]

*Karla kicked out as she was placed on the top rope.*
Let go!
*She demanded while she hanged on the top rope like a towel on the clothesline with her well trained ass right up in the air. The smack made her moan and arch her back macking her breasts bounce. She squirmed in order to get down from this embarrassing position while Ivan pulled the bottom down an gave the spectators a nice view on her naked bum and her well shaven womanhood.*

[MR. Q]

Undeterred by Karla's futile struggles, Ivan maintained his grip on her bikini bottoms, yanking them down to expose her vulnerable sex and round ass to the hungry gaze of the crowd.

"Mmm, look at that pretty pussy," Ivan purred, tracing a finger along Karla's slick folds.

Ivan's free hand continued to slap her asscheeks rhythmically, each stinging impact making Karla's plump buttocks bounce.

[KyraAgmento]

*Karla moaned under Ivan's slaps and her ass. The pale redheads bum turned quickly red under Ivans hands and the helpless redhead squeaked while he punished her much to the joy of the spectators. Karla squirmed and her breasts bounced as she struggled under Ivans firm grip while he holds her in place for more slaps.*