Demonic Debut: Sebastian (D) vs Astrid

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"Fuck!"

Astrid's curse tore through her lips as she felt those massive arms wrap around her waist from behind. She tried to lean forward, to counterbalance his weight, but it was futile. He was far too strong and heavy for her to fight in strength. Before she could even attempt an escape, he arched backward like a pretzel and slammed her head-first into the mat below.

Stars exploded across Astrid's vision as her skull met the canvas with a thud. "Bastard..." she groaned weakly, blinking rapidly to clear her blurred sight.

She tried immediately to roll away. She needs to get off him and get some space away. Clearly she can't fight him this close and direct.

"Get... get off me!" Astrid moans, trying to break off their entanglement on the canvas.

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Sebastian savored the impact as her head slammed into the mat. The audible thud it made, the way it made the arena shake, it was all part of the fun for him. Despite her height and build, Astrid had been as easy for him to throw as a pillow, a testament to his impressive strength. As she squirmed, he casually released her to let her collapse to the mat, still trying to get away as she rolled to try and put some distance between them.

But there was no escape. Sebastian closed the distance again and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her up to her knees as he stood behind her, grinning sadistically at his captured prey. "Where do you think you're going? I still want to play with those tits." he continued to taunt her as he reached down and used his free hand to deliver a harsh slap to one of those impressive mounds, making it bounce from the impact.

"Squeal for me." Sebastian said with a cruel smirk, preparing to deliver more slaps until he got a satisfying sound out of her.

[APimpNamedSlickback]

"Ah!" Astrid yelped as the unexpected slap landed on her breast with stinging force. Her hand instinctively flew up to cover herself, but Sebastian's iron grip on her hair kept her from fully protecting herself. Another sharp smack followed, and then another.

"You... you fucking asshole," she managed to spit out even as he forced more sounds from her throat with each subsequent slap of his massive palm against tender skin.

Astrid's pride wouldn't allow this to continue without a fight. Even as tears pricked at the corners of her eyes from the mixture of pain and humiliation, she twisted herself around, using his grip on her hair as leverage despite how painful it is. Her elbow swung, catching him solidly in the solar plexus.

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Sebastian's slaps weren't doing any real damage, though they probably hurt like hell. It was clear that he was doing it solely to humiliate her, to try and prove his superiority as he made a show of not taking her seriously, of toying with her till she eventually broke.

"Fucking asshole? What a grand idea. But we'll get to that later." he taunted with a sadistic grin.

But his pride and sadism made him arrogant, thinking her still too disoriented to put up any fight. That mistake was corrected as he suddenly felt her elbow connect with his solar plexus, making his eyes bulge and air leave his body in a sudden wheeze as he stumbled back, forced to release her hair as he clutched his midsection, half bent over. "Ughhh... now you've done it." he snarled as he moved in again, trying to get back to her before she could fully recover, aiming to throw her into the ropes and catch her in a clothesline.

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Astrid gasped for breath as Sebastian released her hair, stumbling backward with the sudden freedom. She tried to roll to create distance, but he was too quick. His massive hands grabbed her shoulders and, with a grunt of effort, he hurled her toward the ropes.

The impact sent her bouncing backward, the rope snapping her back in rebound. Before she could recover, he was already moving, catching her mid-rebound with a devastating clothesline that slammed her to the mat.

"Oof!" The air was driven from her lungs as she hit the canvas hard, her body going limp for a moment. Her vision swam, head ringing. She stared at the lights, gasping in pain.