Danielle Degardin vs. Alba Garcia - Bra and Panties Match

[CaptainL]

It couldn't have been timed better, as Alba started to get up just as Danielle began to work her skirt down off her waist. Now she would be fully conscious for her own humiliation, and her attempts at resisting just played into the redhead's favor, as she was able to use Alba's momentum against her to jerk her skirt down right as she got up, exploiting her motion. Better yet, she was left utterly stunned by this, and Dani could practically feel the fear coursing through her as she realized just how much she was beaten. She flashed a sadistic grin, laughing at her opponent's misery as she drew in closer.

"What's the matter, dear?" the former model taunted. "Afraid of showing off a little? I must admit, I didn't expect you to sport a little number like that...but it does suit you~" Still holding Alba's skirt in her hand, Danielle cracked it like a whip, going to slap it straight across the dancer's face.

[Dubski]

Alba's brow narrowed as she heard Danielle making fun of her. And trying to put on her bravest face, which wasn't incredibly brave, and Garcia shouted the wittiest thing she could think of. "Shut up!" It was short lived, and her bravery faltered almost immediately after. And then Alba was hit in the face with her own skirt. The elaborate material whipped into her face and she fell over, holding her cheek with a loud whine.

Garcia fell over onto her knees and kicked her feet with her hand on her cheek, still whining as her shapely butt was stuck in the air, her thong barely even covering any part of her behind and now on display to the crowd and her opponent as well. She sniffled and then started to make a crawl towards the ring ropes so she could at least try to help herself up, but she was worried she wouldn't get far with how Danielle seemed to want to punish her now.

[CaptainL]

Danielle wasn't particularly phased by Alba's comeback, meeting her only with a smug grin. It was clear she had no intentions of shutting up any time soon, especially not when things were playing out in her favor so much. Seeing Alba face-down, flailing around in a futile effort to get back up, was only the icing on the cake.

Finishing with her opponent's skirt, Danielle tossed it aside to free her hands as she closed in on Alba, tailing the fleeing girl across the ring. The display of her pert buttocks had only given her an idea, and she grinned a sadistic smile at the thought of it. She extended her hand to give a sharp open-palmed slap right across Alba's ass!

[Dubski]

As Alba crawled, she was getting closer and closer to the ropes and was about to reach out for them when she felt a strong, stinging sensation on her butt and heard the crack echo in the area. "Yiiiiiii!" screamed Alba, almost reaching a volume higher than the slap as she immediately toppled over onto her front before almost instantaneously scrambled to grab a hold of the rope and pulled herself up, eyes filling with tears at the incredibly painful strike. On her ass was a bright right outline of Danielle's hand on her cheek and she whimpered, holding her aching butt.

An sad and angry look approached Alba's face as she glared at Danielle. She had to act, even after all this, and that slap had more than sobered her up enough to go for an attack. Garcia would then step towards Dani and then pause and hesitate, letting her fear get control of her, then she would go for a dropkick, hoping and praying it might hit despite her hesitation.

[CaptainL]

Alba's reaction couldn't have been better, and Danielle was quick to burst into laughter as the girl fell with a thud. While the dancer struggled to get back on her feet, Dani just stood back and watched with her arms folded and a grin on her face. Alba was simply priceless, and even if she'd proved to put up a little more resistance than Danielle would have cared for, she still felt like this was going to be a match she would be sad to see the end of. Alba was just too fun to play with.

But Alba wasn't done yet, and she was soon to gain back on Danielle. However, the Frenchwoman could easily tell that fear and hesitation had grasped her, and it wouldn't be hard to poke holes in her form. As such Dani maintained a confident and smug disposition, looking Alba dead in the eyes. "Oh, you want to look all tough, don't you?" she said. "Oh, I'm so scared. Tell me, what are you going to do, hrm?"

And indeed, Danielle's question was answered - as Alba sprung off her feet to land a dropkick! With a wail, Danielle found herself taken by surprise; even if Alba's form may not have been the best, she definitely had the element of unpredictability in her favor. As her feet slammed into Danielle's chest, the ex-model fell backwards, landing on her back.

[Dubski]

Alba Garcia's feet connected square with Danielle's chest and she landed on her back, landing entirely wrong and knocking the wind from herself as she coughed and let out a whine, laying there. Her body still hadn't recovered from everything she had done earlier in her rush of adrenaline, and although she had another rush of it also, she looked a bit tired after doing a simple dropkick. Her endurance wasn't quite what it should have been.

The dancer slowly picked herself off the mat and then crawled over to Dani and grabbed the end of her skirt, attempting to yank it down with a yell of frustration, followed by a whine. "Come ooooon..." she whimpered, trying to yank it a second time before realizing she hadn't the strength nor leverage to yank it off in such a way. Alba then crawled up the French girl's body until reaching the top of her skirt and then grabbing hold of it. By now, Dani was likely to have recovered, but it wouldn't stop Alba from attempting to pull the skirt down.

[CaptainL]

The effort may have winded Alba in the process, but either way she had caught Danielle by surprise, dropping the redhead off her footing. Danielle coughed and sputtered as she shook her head about, trying to clear out the cobwebs and come to her senses. And she did so just in time to witness Alba's futile attempt at divesting her of her skirt. Even if she had little chance of losing in such a way, it still made Dani angry that Alba was even trying, and she glared up at the dancer, her teeth clenched. She wouldn't stand for this!

Alba bent over to go for her waistband, but this time Danielle had a defense readied. As Alba got close, her head hanging above the ex-model, she suddenly lashed out to send an open-handed slap across her cheek!

[Dubski]

Alba was desperate to yank the skirt down, but she had left herself completely open. Going wide-eyed in shock when she noticed Danielle was ready, she went to release the skirt and move away, but she was slapped across the face before she could retreat! "Ahh...!" cried Garcia, falling over to the side and holding her cheek. The impact was a loud crack that rivaled the one Dani had sent to her backside earlier.

There was a bright hand print on her cheek as she held it, much to match the one on her butt cheek from earlier. She laid on her front, and this pain was about all she could actively take now. She had felt a lot of pain in the match, but this one was feeling like it was the worst. Her lip quivered as tears started to leak down her face from the pain. She buried her face in the mat, trying to avoid her opponent seeing. And then she realized her position and how hopeless it seemed, if she was already crying on the mat now, knowing Danielle could just try to follow up right now. She tried to take deep breaths to calm herself, knowing she could do no good if she were so worried like this, so instead she just kept her face in the mat, gently holding her injured cheek.

[CaptainL]

Even if Alba might have let go of Danielle's skirt, it wouldn't save her, as Danielle's palm made a sharp slap across her face, the crack of the blow sounding through the arena. The redhead was angry, and she had a point she intended to make - and Alba was going to be the one feeling it. She wanted everyone to know she was nothing to be trifled with, and what happened to those who thought they could try.

It seemed that blow was well enough to humble her foe, as Alba was left lying on her stomach, practically catatonic. Danielle's slap probably wasn't that strong, but in the Frenchwoman's mind even that simple blow was well enough to put her foe down, and she relished in the knowledge. She rose to her feet, dusting herself off before placing her hands on her hips and glaring down at Alba with an imperious air.

Although Alba was trying to hide her face in the canvas of the ring, it was still clear by the tremors of her body and the gasps of breath she took that she was crying, and that just brought a sly grin to Danielle's face. She could easily end things now, with Alba proving herself to be in no condition to fight. But...her reactions were just too good, she could milk them for just a little while longer. Oh, yes, this did give her opportunities. If she was going to win, she might as well make it known.

"Aww, what's that? Are you crying? Poor baby...of course, I've no sympathy for fools who thought they could stand a chance. You're out of your league!" Dani proudly proclaimed, turning to look out at the crowd to draw the attention on her, and what she was about to do to her prey. Then she would bring her foot down on Alba's back, posing in triumph while also hopefully knocking some air out of her lungs.

[Dubski]

Alba was struggling to keep herself composed so she could hide her tears, but Danielle had seen through it. Garcia thought it was likely since she had probably had other girls in this position before. Her lips trembled as she heard Dani taunt her, not wanting to give her any sort of sympathy or mercy. This made the Spanish girl mortified, and she was about to try crawling away from her opponent when she was hit right in the back with a powerful stomp, sending her down flat on the mat as she gasped, struggling to breath as tears leaked freely from her eyes.

"Please..." plead Alba between sobbing gasps for air. She put a hand on her back and coughed before attempting to look back at Dani with her pitiful, wet eyes, trying and hoping beyond hope that she would just end the match and leave her be. It was the best she could do now, having no other options against her cruel opponent in her state.