Marzia Servelli vs. Jessica Parker - Humiliation Match

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The will to fight was rapidly draining away from Marzia, as she realized the predicament she was in. Sweat was beading on her brow, and she could feel a sinking sensation in the pit of her stomach as she realized that Jessica had the edge on her - and things could only get worse for her from here. "N-No...no, shut up-!" was all the retort she could manage, before Jessica sent her crashing back down, slamming her face further against the canvas as she dropped onto her back, elbow aimed right for her spine.

When Jessica then congratulated Marzia on her efforts, the Italian was confused at first. Should she be proud, she wondered? But it wasn't long indeed before she was reminded of the predicament she was in, as Jessica announced her intent. "NO-!" Marzia cried, her eyes going wide as dinner plates - but it was over before it started, as with a snap, her top was pulled off of her in one swift moment, leaving her to feel the chill of the air on her breasts. Her face contorted in a mask of pain, as she went red from shame, trying to avert her gaze and ignore the hoots and hollers from the crowd. But soon her objections were cut off, as Jessica pulled the band of her top against her throat, causing her to cough and gag with a ragged wheeze!

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"Come on and tell me how you love this feeling runt. Hundreds of people seeing your body in all it's glory'" said Jessica with a wide grin as choked her opponent with her own clothing. After pulling on Marzia's neck for a minute, the green top started to tear a little. "Hmmm maybe I should stop. I could use this for later" thought the redhead as she dropped Marzia's top to the canvas.

This would give Marzia a false sense of security before Jessica decided to take literally take matters into her own hands. Draping the shorter woman's arms back, Jessica wrenched on her opponent's chin for a camel clutch. The crowd was really getting into the action as the ex-convict proved to be the more domination. "TELL THE CROWD WHAT YOU ARE!" shouted the redhead as she pulled her opponent's head back.

[CaptainL]

The pressure didn't stop, and Marzia's throat was suffering from it, as she could do little more than choke and gag. Even her cries as she did her best to free herself gave way to hoarse gasps as Jessica was putting on more pressure still, blocking off her airway. And worse than that, the whole time Marzia's upper body was being raised up off the mat, leaving her bare breasts on full display to all those watching. The girl didn't even need to hear the inevitable cheers for her face to turn bright red just from the thought of it.

Eventually, though, Jessica let go - and Marzia only had time to get a single gasp of air into her lungs before she found herself once again in a precarious position, this time with Jessica directly holding her in a camel clutch. With pain and shame alike, Marzia's face was burning, her eyes shut tight and her brow furrowed. But all the same, another thing was burning in her - her will to fight! Even if things weren't looking good for Marzia at the moment, she wasn't about to let Jessica win, not even when she begged her for her submission. Paradoxically, it was the redhead's command that gave her the will to fight back, just to prove her wrong, to deny her the pleasure of winning those words from her. Marzia grit her teeth, trying to lift her body to offset the pressure. All the while, she responded with as good a response her tortured throat could manage: "N-NO!!"

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Jessica realised that the camel clutch wasn't going to be enough to break Marzia mentally and physically. The redhead would feel quite unsteady as Marzia was attempting to lift herself up. This did not sit well with Jessica as she broke the camel clutch and grabbed the back of Marzia's head before slamming into the canvas. "STAY DOWN!" yelled Jessica becoming more hateful by the second. If the headslam was successful, Jessica brought Marzia's head up by pulling her hair. The ex-convict held her victim in place by holding her chin with one hand.

Wanting to tease her opponent even further, Jessica decided to use a trick she used in a previous match. She leaned her head downward closer towards Marzia "You like this don't you? I am sure the crowd would love to know" cooed Jessica as she licked her opponent's cheek much to the audience's enjoyment. To add more to the sensual nature of the match, the redhead grabbed Marzia's right breast and twisted it.

[CaptainL]

After some continued effort from Marzia's struggling, Jessica was eventually forced to abandon the camel clutch - but it wouldn't play too much in Marzia's favor, as she was soon afterwards sent slamming down into the mat face-first, drawing a muffled wail on impact with the ground beneath her. Her head was still spinning as Jessica hauled her head back up, leaving her staring into space, her head in a daze.

And then Jessica had to go on about how Marzia was enjoying this. Truth be told...she did get a rush, shameful as it was, from being exposed like this in front of so many people. But that only made things even more embarrassing - now she knew that Jessica was onto her. The Italian girl swallowed a gulp, hoping she could keep playing along. "N-No...no, I'm not..." was all the response she could muster, however - and soon, she was left shivering from the sensation of Jessica's tongue, while her grasp on her breast caused her to let out a short squeal from the sudden sensation.

[SwordSavior1]

Jessica was getting a little bored of sitting on Marzia especially since the topless woman was not submitting to her charms. The redhead got up to her feet and stretched a little, giving her opponent as few seconds to breath. Maybe more direct contact is needed to break Marzia and that is what the heel is going to do. Hopefully Marzia wouldn't make a recovery as the taller woman took a breather.

Feeling more ready than ever, Jessica reached down and grabbed Marzia by the shoulder forcing her up to her feet. Jessica then twisted her opponent's wrist before swinging her around counterclockwise like in a roundabout. Using her strength, Marzia would be flung to a corner back first. The crook had her victim in a trap as the ropes had plenty of humiliation opportunities. Jessica followed her opponent to the corner and grabbed her by the neck with her left hand. To hype up the crowd, Jessica licked her right hand before bringing it down for a chop to Marzia's breasts. The impact would cause Marzia's assets to bounce repeatedly. "1!...2!...3!....4!" counted the spectators.

[CaptainL]

Around, and around, and around Marzia went with Jessica spinning her in circles. She let out a yelp, already shaken by the hardships she'd been forced to endure in this match. Everything around her seemed like a blur, and she could hardly concentrate on any point in space - but things would come to a stop soon enough, as the Italian was hurled into the corner. Ending up slumped against the post, Marzia barely had a chance to catch her breath, as Jessica was already upon her.

With the redhead closing in, Marzia's eyes went wide as her hand clasped around her throat to hold her in place. Her body went tense, fearing what would happen next as she stared up at Jessica. Was she going to try to choke her out? As it turned out, no - but that was perhaps a fate Marzia would have liked better, as she swung a chop into her breasts. The girl squealed in both pain and embarrassment, with Jessica targeting her bare breast, but what made matters worse was when she heard everyone in the audience counted the number of times her chest bounced off of the motion. As if it wasn't obvious already, Marzia was now readily aware that all eyes in the arena were fixed on her, or more accurately on her boobs. A thick red blush crossed across her face, and for a moment she seemed paralyzed with fear.

But only for a moment. Marzia's flight instincts were now on high alert, and she wanted nothing better than to get herself out of this predicament. And just for a little while, that urge was strong enough to displace her anxiety over being exposed in this way. She grit her teeth, resolving to do something about this. Getting desperate for ideas, Marzia swung a leg up towards Jessica, hoping to kick her off!

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"7!...8!...9!...10!" counted the crowd about the Marzia's breast bounced from the chops. Jessica's hand would redden slightly after the skin to skin contact, but it wouldn't hold a candle to the state Marzia is currently in. After the tenth chop, the redhead would stop holding her opponent's neck to do some posing for the crazed spectators.

Jessica still kept an eye on her shorter opponent as she took a breather. Marzia would suddenly shoot her leg out for a kick. The redhead would react in time by catching the Italian's leg holding it in the air. "Nice try and for your prize...a busted crotch" said Jessica snidely as she used her other arm to give Marzia a low blow. Marzia would most likely cry and fall on to her back from a blow to her sexual area. "I think our lovely audience needs to see your body in all it's glory" said Jessica sounding rather haughty. She would bend over and grabbed Marzia' green bottoms. After one strong tug, Marzia would be completely naked but the crook didn't want her opponent to soak in the embarrassment just yet.

She walked over to Marzia and grabbed by the hair pulling it roughly. Jessica dragged the shorter woman away from the corner and close to the ropes where the ultimate humiliation would take place. Marzia was probably too drained both physically and mentally to do anything as she was forcibly propped against the ropes facing the audience. To make sure that the shorter woman wouldn't fall over, Jessica made extra precautions by binding Marzia's arms and legs to the top and bottom ropes respectively as if part of some strange bondage. "Wait here" affirmed Jessica even though it was obvious Marzia wasn't going anywhere. The redhead picked up Marzia's bottoms and scrunched it up as she held it one hand. Jessica returned to where Marzia would be hanging. "Time to teach you some discipline" said Jessica as she whipped out the piece of clothing and spanked Marzia's ass repeatedly.

[CaptainL]

This was it, Marzia thought - her chances of turning this match around, to actually stand a chance of getting out of this all right, hinged on her pulling off this one move. She had managed to lead into the match strongly enough; maybe she could regain some of that magic and show Jessica once and for all that she could actually do this!

Except her kick didn't land - Jessica went and grabbed it before it landed. In that instant, Marzia's blood ran cold. It was as if time slowed to a crawl, and everything around her seemed to go quiet. In that instant, Marzia knew that she was sunk. She could feel every bead of sweat budding on the back of her neck now, and she knew all too well there was no way she stood a chance at this point. "N-No...no..."

What felt like an eternity later, the hit finally came, as Jessica swung a punch straight for Marzia's groin. Screaming in pain, the Italian doubled over and clutched at her crotch, falling back onto the mat. There she started to writhe back and forth on the mat - but she opened one eye just enough to see Jessica standing over her, and she knew just what she was going to do. Marzia's heart pounded in fearful anticipation, but before she knew it, Jessica had yanked her shorts clean off. Blushing even harder, the girl yelped, frozen in terror.

Even as Jessica was dragging her across her back, Marzia wasn't fighting back. Instead she frantically tried to cover her naked body, desperate to preserve her modesty somehow. That wouldn't last, as soon Marzia found herself tied up in the ropes, put on display for all to see as she was helpless to stop the cheers and flashbulbs from going off in the stands. She was too spent to even struggle against the ropes that held her, and could only wait as Jessica prepared whatever horrors waited for her next.

The next thing she knew, Marzia would feel a sharp crack ring out across her pert buttocks, as Jessica used her shorts to slap her on the ass. She twisted and bucked in the ropes, each slap swinging her to and fro, and causing her ass to jiggle as much as her breasts had previously - and, given how much she was being bounced around in the ropes, still were. A scream rang out from the Italian, who was now at her opponent's full mercy. It was followed by a few more, but eventually Marzia lost the energy to do even that, and her voice gave way to sobs.

[SwordSavior1]

The crowd relished in seeing Jessica whip Marzia with her own clothing. To have what is yours used to hurt is a cruel punishment that the crook approved. Jessica continued the torture session with a sadistic grin on her face. She could make her opponent bleed from her injuries for the little she cared. With Marzia not being able to escape, Jessica piled on the punishment by whipping the shorter woman faster than before. "Cmon out with it. Give up and say that you are a loser! You never had a chance beating me from the beginning" mocked the redhead cracking the piece of clothing once again.

She leaned to the side of Marzia's ear. "Do I have shove some toys up your ass to make you mine?" said Jessica sounding rather irked. It was unknown whether it was intentional or not. She had no issue changing up the punishment although the crook was getting a little tired herself. "I'll give you until the count of five. If you don't submit, I'll take drastic measures" affirmed Jessica as she whipped the naked woman once again. Every time Jessica made contact she would count. "1!...2!....3!...4!...."

What will Marzia do?