White Lion vs Agila

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Ivan's knee connected solidly with Botan's abdomen, the impact jarring her entire body. His knee digging into her abdomen rather painfully to the outside perspective.

"Ha!" Ivan let out a short breath as he landed, wiping sweat from his brow. He looked down at Botan sprawled on the canvas, her face contorted in pain.

"Looks like that little gamble paid off." he taunted, though his breathing was labored too. He wasn't expecting the worse in the exchange but he's glad it paid off for him.

Ivan then circled around her, not wanting to give her an opening to recover too quickly. His hand then reaches towards her thong, grasping the fabric and giving it a sharp tug, wedging her crotch painfully in the material while lifting her bottom half up in the air, suspended in his grip.

[Lederface]

In pain as her body ached from that knee strike, Botan barely glanced up to witness Ivan enjoying it... With a groan in her eyes, she tried to move, although for her, it was too little, too late.

Being pulled at her outfit once more, she would complain loudly, as she felt the fabrics tugging and squeezing her crotch, trying to escape she would try to pull hard to reach the ropes.

"S-shut up..... I'm not going to leave you like this."

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Ivan maintained his grip firm, watching Botan struggle futilely against the ropes. Her thong was wedged uncomfortably deep, and he knew it must hurt like hell.

"Aww, you running away from me?" Ivan teased, a cruel smirk playing on his lips as he played with her thong. "I thought were having fun?" Despite his teasing, he knows if she reaches the ropes, she can get a chance to recover. He can't let that happen.

Using his free hand, he gripped one of her legs and bodily dragged her across the ring into the center. Once there, he would finally let go of her and find a chance to experiment for a bit. Trying out a new move, he would cross both of her ankles together, interlocking it with his leg before dropping himself on top of her back, arms wrapping around her neck in an STF.

[Lederface]

"Shut up... Just... Ahhh!! "

She would scream in pain as she felt her thong and she were pulled towards the center of the ring, losing any chance of a rope break, thus looking at Ivan as she turned her head, She would be filled with a helplessness that would soon be replaced by a rather sharp pain.

As she felt her legs being positioned and Ivan positioning himself on top of her, the SFT made Botan gasp in pain, while holding Ivan's arm she tried to break the grip, though with difficulty

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Ivan settled his weight fully on top of Botan, the STF applying pressure against the back of her neck. Her struggles were futile—the hold was locked in tight, his arms wrapped firmly around her throat from behind, his entire weight pinning her down.

"Mmmh... I like this position." Ivan murmured, feeling her desperately trying to pry his grip loose. He wasn't budging an inch though. His bulge currently nesting on top of her ass, pressing on it.

"Keep struggling, it makes it me more excited." He teases as he applied more pressure, not to choke but to dissuade her. Down below, he began to hump on her ass.

[Lederface]

"Gghhhrrrr.... Ahhh... H-hey! Stop that!!"

Botan would say with clear annoyance on her face, feeling how Ivan was taking advantage of his position, feeling how his crotch was rubbing against her buttocks; Botan had clearly been given a hard time.

Trapped, and with Ivan getting more and more comfortable... She would try to make him trust her, letting him rub against her and letting him gradually loosen his grip... And then pull herself out of there as soon as possible!