*Dusting herself off after such an impressive feat of strength, Agatha nonchalantly returned to her feet while maintaining unwavering eye contact with her target. It seemed as though Riley was far more tenacious than she had originally anticipated, even going so far as to try and shake off the colossal throw she had just endured. Regardless, the enamored bombshell wasn't about to relinquish the death grip she had secured on this match, and it only took her a solitary second of deliberation before deciding upon her next plan of action.*
"You look a little prostrated over there, Riley." *She started off by addressing how groggy her foe seemed to be, crawling to a perched stance from the opposite end of the arena. However, she wouldn't remain sedentary forever, charging in Riley's direction before lunging straight towards her!*
"Perhaps I should give you some incentive to just relax in the corner for a brief convalescence?" *Agatha inquired while effortlessly flying through the sky, spreading her supple thighs outwards to pin the discombobulated female against the lowest turnbuckle for a vigorous bronco buster!*
"Hold on tight. This is going to be a bumpy ride~" *The enamored viking cooed aloud to her trapped prey, gyrating her covered clit against Riley's upper lip, clinching the highest dangling ropes for support. The audience began applauding Agatha's efforts to try and mortify her opponent, even going so far as to ubiquitously chant*
"Fuck her up! Fuck her up!" *As a double entendre. However, the intercourse would have to wait, as Agatha had every intention of sexually humiliating Riley in every conceivable way possible!*