Helping the Yandere - Renee Steinhauser vs Brynhildr [D]

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Renee would enjoy her time of embarrassing Brynhildr by hopping her thick ass on the ass of her opponent in front of her supposed boyfriend. But due to the slickness of the baby oil, Renee was forced to let Brynhildr slide away from her. After looking at her, she would be a matador as she would taunt this yandere bull into charging at her.

“You know, I feel like your little boyfriend has taken a liking to the fact that you are getting manhandled by the Loserbelt champion. Maybe he’ll probably fuck you out of pity.”

If Renee was successful in ragebaiting Brynhildr, she would allow her to charge at her before tripping her up and having her fall on the ropes Rey Mysterio style. There, she would place her on the bottom rope before she placed a knee onto her back. There, she would again start spanking Brynhildr as she pushed her knee forward and back to make Brynhildr bounce and choke on the rope right in front of her special love interest.

[MR. Q]

"You... you bitch!" Brynhildr snarls through gritted teeth, eyes blazing with a mixture of humiliation and rage at Renee's taunting words. The thought of Ivan watching her debasement, and perhaps even enjoying it, sends a fresh surge of fury coursing through her veins.

Blinded by anger, Brynhildr surges to her feet and charges straight at Renee like an enraged bull, fists raised and ready to strike. She doesn't even pause to think about the slick, treacherous surface beneath her feet.

Just as expected, Renee sidesteps at the last second, allowing Brynhildr's momentum to carry her forward. Her feet slip and slide, and she topples face-first onto the ropes in a perfect Rey Mysterio-style crash. The impact knocks the wind from her lungs, leaving her momentarily dazed.

Before she can react, Renee is on her, forcing Brynhildr's torso onto the bottom rope. A knee presses mercilessly into her back, pushing her forward until her throat is stretched taut over the thick rope. Renee's palm connects with Brynhildr's jiggling ass cheek in a stinging smack.

"Mmph! Nnngh!" Brynhildr's cries of protest are muffled and strained as Renee continues her relentless assault. Each stinging spank sends a jolt of humiliation and unwanted pleasure through her body, the dual sensations confusing and infuriating her in equal measure.

Through tear-filled eyes, she spots Ivan standing ringside, his expression unreadable. Is he disgusted by her pathetic display? Or does he secretly relish seeing her debased and dominated?

Brynhildr squirms desperately, trying to escape the degrading position. But Renee's knee in her back and the rope digging into her throat make it impossible to move. All she can do is hang there helplessly, ass reddening with each new smack.

The crowd's jeers and Renee's taunts fill her ears, adding to her mortification. How much longer must she endure this? And more importantly - how can she possibly come back from such a crippling humiliation?

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Renee continued to choke out Brynhildr as she would taunt the crowd and her opponent. She would call the cameras over before fixing Brynhildr’s hair and showing off a choking Brynhildr. She then used her other hand the squeeze the cheeks of Brynhildr as she taunted her there.

“See this face right here, everyone. This is the new face of the Loserbelt Champion. And look, she even brought her little boyfriend to watch her be crowned the new champ as well. Say hi to everyone watching at home. Maybe your little boyfriend there is gonna like me better than you. He probably doesn’t want to be associated with a loser.”

[MR. Q]

Tears stream down Brynhildr's face as she chokes on the rope, her vision blurry and spots dancing before her eyes. Renee's relentless assault continues unabated, squeezing her ass cheeks mercilessly and making her squirm in humiliation.

Through the haze of pain and shame, Brynhildr catches sight of Renee addressing the cameras, her hands fondling and styling Brynhildr's hair as she flaunts her choked opponent. The sadistic display only adds fuel to Brynhildr's already raging inferno of jealousy and fury.

"N-no!" Brynhildr croaks weakly, throat spasming around the rope as she tries to voice her objection. But Renee's cruel words cut deeper than any physical blow, striking at the heart of Brynhildr's fragile ego and twisted sense of devotion.

When Renee forces Brynhildr to raise her head and meet the camera lens, she sees only contempt and mockery reflected in Ivan's eyes. He's enjoying this spectacle far too much for it to be coincidence. Does he really prefer Renee over her?

The realization snaps the last threads of Brynhildr's control. With a guttural snarl, she lunges with every ounce of strength she can muster, attempting to grab the offending arm near her head to squeeze and twist it with all her might.

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Renee would continue relishing in humiliating Brynhildr when she would hear a snarl from her opponent before she lunged forward in order to grab her arm and twist it with all of her might. However, due to the positioning they were in, Renee just slapped the back of Brynhildr’s head to make her let go of her wrist. That was when she saw Ivan looking at Brynhildr and started to wonder that maybe there was actually something between the two. With that thought in mind, Renee would let up on choking Brynhildr on the ropes before grabbing her by the hair and dragging her to the middle of the ring.

Renee would then flip her over before going on top of her. There, she would continue to humiliate her more by slapping her in the face a lot. However, this would also give Renee the opportunity to secretly talk to her opponent.

“So that guy standing ringside. You like him actually? You are acting way more aggressive whenever I mention him.”