Warren Quarrel: A 4v4 Bunny Girl Match!!!

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Ivan groans as he feels Chloe's pussy clamp down around him, milking his cock for all its worth as she cums. The sensation mixed with the lewd sight of her orgasm drenching Ashley's face proves too much for him.

With a deep groan, Ivan buries himself to the hilt inside his girlfriend one last time before exploding. Thick ropes of hot cum shoot deep into Chloe's spasming cunt, flooding her insides with his seed.

"F-Fuck!" he pants harshly, grinding his pelvis against her ass as he fills her up to the brim. He's been holding that one back since with Ashley.

After what seems an eternity, Ivan pulls out with a wet pop, his still hard cock slipping free. Chloe's pussy gapes, white fluid oozing out and dripping down onto Ashley's face, coating her.

"There. That's what you get for failing your team. Next time win first." Ivan chuckles light-heartedly before stepping back to admire his work - his girlfriend collapsed atop her teammate, her pussy leaking on her friend's face, covered in sweat, juices, and cum. The crowd cheers and cat-calls at the lewd display.


Back on the ring.....
Astrid cries out in agony as Crowe slams her leg into the mat once more, the fresh wave of pain shooting up her spine. She claws desperately at the canvas, her nails raking lines into the fabric as she tries to drag herself away.

Just when she thinks she might manage to escape, Caitríona is on her again. The Irish woman drops her knee between Astrid's shoulder blades, driving the wind from her lungs and pinning her down. Astrid's face slams into the mat, groaning in pain.

Before she can catch her breath, Crowe grabs her by the chin, wrenching her head back and exposing the vulnerable column of her throat. Astrid's eyes widen in terror as she feels the Irishwoman's grip tighten, knowing exactly what she intends to do.

"No! Non! Please, arrêtez ça!" Astrid begs in panicked French, her voice high-pitched and desperate. She thrashes weakly, but Crowe's hold is iron-clad. Her free hands clawing at the Irish woman's arms to break free.

[Harem Girl]

Crowe would feel the nails of her opponent digging into her flesh, but she kept the hold on. She groaned out in effort, but knew it wouldn't be much longer until the woman would tap out... or something bad severely bad would happen. Cranking the neck of her opponent, Caitríona tried to force the hand of either the official or Astrid to end the round. She would look back at her partner, the highschooler in her corner. "Get ready, I'm about to tag you in." She said, before turning to the official and saying in a flat tone "Quickly, call in a medical ambulance. Tell them that a competitor broke their neck."

While Crowe said this to the official, she meant it more as a final warning to Astrid. Crowe realized if the French native didn't tap out extremely soon, then something far worst then what happened to Ashley was about to happen to her.

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Astrid's heart pounds in her ears as Crowe's warning sinks. She can feel the muscles in her neck straining, stretched beyond their limits by the Irishwoman's brutal hold. Panic rises in her throat, threatening to choke her.

But even through the haze of pain, a stubborn defiance flickers in Astrid's eyes. Logic soon came afterwards and with some deduction, she knew she has a chance.

Gritting her teeth, Astrid takes a deep, shuddering breath and then... starts to laugh. Or rather, she chokes out a rough approximation of a laugh around her compromised airway.

"Ha... you think... you can scare me?" she wheezes, her accent thick and labored. "I've faced... Your bluffing! Your little threats... mean nothing."

Even as she says it, Astrid knows it's a lie. This hold has her dead to rights but Crowe doesn't know that yet. Pride won't allow her to submit, to give Crowe the satisfaction.

So instead, she forces her body to go limp, all the fight draining out of her. Not a submission, per se, but an act of passive resistance. Relax, recover and wait for the trap to be sprunged.

"Well? Are you going to... keep me here all night? Or will you... make your move?" She taunts one last time.

[Harem Girl]

Crowe would crank on the neck, realizing what was about to happen, "Sorry about this..." She would say as she would continue to apply the hold, fully intending to snap the spine of her opponent, if she didn't tap out.

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Astrid's bravado falters as she hears Crowe's ominous words. Even through the pain fogging her mind, the seriousness in the Irishwoman's tone. This isn't a bluff.

Realization crashes over her like a bucket of ice water. If she doesn't submit, Crowe really will snap her neck. And judging by the cruel glint in the woman's eye, Astrid suspects she'd enjoy it.

No matter how much her pride rebels, self-preservation wins out. With a choked sob, Astrid taps frantically at Crowe's arm, surrendering before the hold can do permanent damage.

"Arrêtez! Arrêtez s'il vous plaît!" she cries out in French, her accent thick with fear and pain. "I-I yield! I yield!"

[Harem Girl]

Crowe felt like she was at the point of no return as Astrid started tapping her arm. Normally it was expected that a wrestler would wait for the official to come in and stop the hold before a wrestler would release their hold. But with how damaged the Frenchwoman's neck was, the teacher knew that she needed to let go, and let go of the girl immediately and didn't wait for the official to call for the elimination

Astrid Flamel has been eliminated.

The teacher would walk up to the highschooler and would tag her in, to Asami's surprise who almost had forgotten she was part of the match. "Oh... Um... right... I'm in..."

The Asian would say as she would enter into the ring, she would readjust her bunny suit, trying to make sure it was in the right position, as she waited for whoever her opponent would be to enter the ring.

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Astrid gasps in relief as she feels Crowe's hold finally release. She crumples to the mat, clutching her aching neck and sucking in desperate breaths. The crowd boos and jeers as the referee calls for her elimination.

Humiliated and in pain, Astrid rolls out of the ring on shaky limbs. She doesn't even have a chance to catch her breath before she's confronted by Ivan's imposing figure and his still erect cock bobbing obscenely inches from her face.

Meanwhile....
Eri Morita gulps nervously as she watches Astrid get eliminated, the crowd booing the poor girl as she limps out of the ring. She looks over at Crowe and the referee, both waiting expectantly for her to enter the ring.

The shy Japanese woman bites her lip anxiously. This wasn't what she signed up for at all. But with her and Otoha left and the tempting payday on the line, she knows she has to step up.

"I-I can do this," Eri murmurs to herself for encouragement. Eri hesitates for a moment before sliding under the bottom rope.

[Harem Girl]

As her fellow countrywoman starts to get into the ring, the excited highschooler wouldn't wait for her to even enter before making her move.

Running across the ring with excitement, the risk taker would make dash to the her opponents corner, and attempt a jumping kick, trying to catch the woman who was twice her age with a jump kick before she could even enter the ring. With a loud "HI-YA!" The intern referee would attempt to jump and attempt to connect with the kick.