Santa Tigresa IV vs ???? [For KillerV]

[Luncha_Libre]

Santa Tigresa writhed in pain on the mat as she started to come to, chest thrust high and arms wrapped tightly around the back of her aching head. The luchadora was reeling, not having expected to find herself trying to fend off Killer King, tonight. Ever since she and the rest of Las Superestrellas had saved the British Bombshells from this brute, Santa Tigresa hadn’t thought much about him. Now, she was clearly paying for that mistake. The veteran wrestler was kicking herself, thinking she should have been ready for this, even if the brute was carrying out a merciless sneak attack. All she could think about was how much she hated this man, and how humiliating it was to be laid out by him, like this.

King was on her again in moments, however, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her up onto her ass. Santa Tigresa scowled, trying to shake him off to no avail. She was still fairly powerless against him, and now he had her in the palm of his hands.

“Rrrgh, release me …” the Tigresa growled, though she knew it wouldn’t work. “Y-you … cowardly … bastard!” Before she knew it, however, King had shoved her face into his bulging crotch, his manhood pressed tight up against his spandex speedo, forcing her to nuzzle her face against it as he locked in the triangle choke!

Santa Tigresa sat there, arms flailing wildly at her sides as King thrust his crotch into her face! He could see her eyes, just above his bulge, and they were starting to well with tears at having her face smothered against his balls. The Tigresa shook her head in wild protest at King’s offer of submission, shouting a muffled refusal into his balls as she shook her head. The Tigresa’s face burned bright red beneath her mask, but she didn’t budge, no matter how much air she was losing, or the increasing pressure on her neck and skull. Her arms started to lose some of their strength, her flailing getting weaker and weaker, but she refused to give in!

[KillerV]

King strong legs squeezing her harder and harder, pressing her face against his hot bulges as Santa refusing to give up but it also makes her more weaker by the second, unable to do anything about it for sure. Punishing Santa to set example for all her allies for attacking and humiliating the beast, already putting her in world of trouble when his submission hold continues to lock in and watching her weakening to the point she could barely move at all, making it a perfect time for him to let her go as he got more in store for her.

Slowly get back up to his feet and looking down at the busty woman, he knows shes weaken so far and will continue to do that at the point where he would be done with her and eventually, go after the rest of her allies!

King reaching down for her head to pull up slowly until he could tuck her head under his arm, locking his muscle arm tightly then draping her arm around his thick neck, setting her up in position. "Im gonna make your life a living hell bitch!" His free hand would place over her breasts to fondle and feel, slowly work its way down over her abs and down to her crotch, cupping it to lift her up straight in the air, displaying his strength to show off to the crowd who knew he isnt there for a match but a beatdown on Santa!

When he move his hand off her crotch until he grab her black panties to the side, using it to turn her body and King drop to kneeling position and aiming to slam back of her head right over his knee, bit like a Brainbuster but more vicious and painful than landing on the mat. "Rawr!"

[Luncha_Libre]

Santa Tigresa could feel the strength fading out of her body, as King locked the hold in tighter and tighter. Miserable, she could taste the beast’s balls as her mouth would rub and grind against them. The masked brute had locked the hold in mercilessly on the luchadora, and in her current state, there seemed to be no escape!

Santa Tigresa thought of her proteges, especially young Vida Fenix, who would see the tape of this humiliating defeat. Her body slumped against him, her jaw rolling open. La Santa’s tongue would lull out of her mouth, sliding across King’s manhood as her eyes would weakly flutter shut, her last thoughts as things faded to black being of all her friends and fans she was letting down. When King finally released the Tigresa, she slumped to the mat, shoulders heaving as she gasped for air.

La Santa was limp, dead weight as King hoisted her body upward. The bright arena lights brought the felled Latina warrior back to reality a little bit, as she felt King manhandle her. La Santa grunted indignantly as King fondled her breast, and quivered as King slid his fingers down her sweat-smoothed abs. Her body tensed at the touch, King taking full advantage of the masked woman. The indignity made La Santa’s blood boil, but her limbs simply wouldn’t respond, wouldn’t help her defend herself! When King finally grabbed her warm crotch, La Santa shook her head wildly in protest. She was his plaything, and she was hating every miserable, humiliating moment of it!

Then, King shifted his grip, and transitioned to a real move. La Santa’s breasts were aching from his rough treatment, but the next move was so much worse. Swinging down, the Tigresa’s head slammed hard into King’s knee, rocking her hard! La Santa bounced off the King’s knee, and she fell to the mat. Unmoving, except for the swaying jiggle of her ass, bouncing with the momentum of the slam!

[KillerV]

King continues his beatdown over Santa Tigresa to the mat over and over, not giving her much chance to defend herself since her and the team did to him during his match. This busty masked wrestler easily being pulled up in his arm and feeling on those ample breasts and her warm crotch, using her body to lift up straight in the air still have a lot of strengths with those muscle bound body of his, and soon, he quickly takes her down slamming her skull right onto his hard knee with such impact that lay her out on the mat seeing that ass jiggles, he stay in position on his knee looking at the broken woman, thinking its a good time to put her through something more than that.

The ruthless monster will eventually get up on his feet and would walk over to her going for more beatdown but instead, the beast got other ideas in mind. Heading to the ropes and stepping out to get down on the outside floors, getting down looking for stuff to make good use for that stupid bitch and make her suffer a greatest defeat even it isnt a match but it would sure hell feel like one!

King found what he wanted to use and pulls out not one but two tables stack on each other and sliding both inside the ring before he roll right back in. Putting one up to angle against the corner while he takes another to set it up in the other corner, pulling the legs out to set it up right in front hopefully Santa is still down from the vicious impact from before.

Eventually he would finish setting things up and turning to check out his victim. He stepping in closer to her body and grabbing her outfit between those ample breasts, slowly pulling her up so she can feel the terror going through that sexy body. King hopefully and eventually get up, taking Santa back against the ropes and put her arms over the top, releasing the outfit and raise his fists in front of her. "Have you ever been boxed?"

King then suddenly start swinging right across her ample breasts, both sides smacking with his left and right hook punches, want her breasts to jiggle some. "Hurgh! Hurgh!" But doesnt stop there, he work his way up to her hot face covered by that black mask, swinging for more hook punches for that cheeks! "Hurgh! Hurgh!" Wanted to knock her head around senselessly, see how much shes getting beaten and ready to be completely destroyed.

[Luncha_Libre]

Santa Tigresa was losing strength, and King’s beatdown wasn’t showing any sign of letting up. La Santa could feel the anger that poured out of King’s every muscle as he continued to overpower and dominate her body. She sank into King’s body as the brute man picked her up, gasping and moaning against him as she was lifted into the air. “Nnngh! Nnnah!” The Tigresa’s moans grew louder as King’s hands violated her breast and crotch, making her squirm in his arms right up to the moment that he brought her crashing down again!

“Aaaaohh …” the Tigresa moaned Her body tensed, her round ass flexing as she tried to push herself up off the canvas and found she was totally lacking the strength. Santa Tigresa tried to slide her body to the ropes, her breasts mushrooming against the canvas as she slid her body across the ring. Then, however, she had a horrible thought: where the hell was Killer King?
La Santa took deep, heaving breaths, her breasts straining against her tight ring gear as she tried to recover. Her vision was blurry, and while she could hear some kind of clatter as King did whatever sick thing he was preparing, on the other side of the ring, while Santa Tigresa could do nothing about it …

Finally, King revealed himself, hefting Santa Tigresa up by her top. The tight spandex had an even harder time holding her heaving breasts in place as King picked her up, and planted her against the turnbuckle. Hanging there, Santa Tigresa’s curvy body presented little more to King than a punching bag, and he quickly got to work!

“Nngh! Nnnah! Nnnnngh!” Each punch drew a sharp moan of pain out of La Santa, her ample breasts bouncing and jiggling as King’s fists knocked them around. King then started working over her face, rocking the luchadora! “Aaagh! Aaargh!” La Santa was screaming out as the blows rocked her face, each one knocking her more senseless. Beneath her mask, the Tigresa’s eyes started to roll back in exhaustion, the beating she was taking overwhelming her. La Santa’s body heaved as she gasped for air, barely hanging on to consciousness as she took the agonizing, brutal, merciless beating from Killer King. Sweat made the Tigresa’s body glow in the arena lights, giving a great view of every inch of her quivering flesh as King laid into her. All the while, the luchadora was ignorant of the structure that King had set up, and what was waiting for her already-suffering body as this attack continued to beat down on her.

[KillerV]

The ruthless monster Killer King gotten in the ring with the bitch Santa Tigresa and two tables set up to his pleasing set up. With one table set up in the corner leaning against while the other prop up the table in opposite side, once he did that then he turn to his busty woman and get her up to the ropes, putting the babe in place and start swinging his fists to her breasts then work his way up to her face, abusing Santa over and over until its time to really wreck her real hard, wanted to demolish her for all her allies.

King finished swinging around to her sexy body and pretty face covered up by the mask. Now he wanted to try something out on her to really show how powerful, how deadly, how he would never show mercy to anyone. "Lets go!" Grabbing her hair with one hand and taking Santa to the table thats set up against the corner, putting Santa back against it before slap her across the face so he can back up to the other side. "Stay!"

King backing until leaning up to the prop up table near the opposite corner, looking right at her, measuring to see her before start charging right for the babe in black and yellow color body suit design, King roars as he running for the charge with his arms out, shoulder down and aiming to slam right to her midsection trying to ram hard enough to put her through the table and into the turnbuckle. "RAWR!"

[Luncha_Libre]

Santa Tigresa’s body was limp, not responding to any of her desires or will. It was a horrifying feeling, especially when in the ring with an absolute sadist like Killer King! The luchadora was battered, and her curvaceous body was powerless to do anything about whatever sick and twisted things King could come up with, to punish it!

“Nnnngh! Nnnahh! AAARGH!” La Santa let out cries of pain as King’s fists worked her over, squishing her breasts under his blows before rocking her face and leaving her stunned. Santa Tigresa hung from the ropes, looking nearly dead, having taken a full and horrible beating at the hands of the brutal King! Her usually impressive, buxom body was laid out in front of him pathetically, unable to do anything but take punishment after punishment from him. But, it seemed, the worst was yet to come. Beneath her mask, Santa Tigresa’s eyes fluttered shut. She was too weak to close her mouth, red lips open, tongue starting to poke out. Her defeated expression didn’t change as King grabbed La Santa roughly by the hair, and slammed her into a waiting table.

“N-no, no …” the Tigresa moaned, as King reared back. The Latina warrior lacked the strength to get herself out of this horrible predicament, however, as King surged forward and drove her body clean through the table! “NNOOAAAAAUGH!’

La Santa hit the turnbuckle hard. Folded in half, body rocked through the table, it was the end of her. Seated in the corner, slumped over, Santa Tigresa looked totally, utterly destroyed. La Santa’s legs were spread eagle, her arms hanging limply at her side. Her proud bust slumped forward, barely moving as she breathed. Her head, having been rocked by the turnbuckle, was slumped back and her face was expressionless. Killer King’s ambush had worked perfectly. Santa Tigresa had been destroyed!

[KillerV]

King continues to demolish Santa over and over while she doesnt seem to have any chance at all to stop him from beating the busty woman over, she went through so much hell and her body is just covered in sweats and probably tears too, she has been brutally smack around, slamming some and doesnt look like its over just yet. Even when the beast pulls her from the ropes to the standing up table against the corner so that he could prop her up and comes charging at full force, spearing her right into her stomach, right into the table and hit the corner, crushing her hard as she lay there motionless, spread eagle, its over for her.........

He slowly getting out the broken debris and brushes it off and looking down at her, panting that he had done enough to Santa. He raises his arms up and slowly to the ropes ready to leave the ring, slowly lifting his foot up and going to step between the ropes to leave, his head turn and see the other table havent been use yet. "Oh shit, forgot about that!"

Stepping back in the ring to really finish his beatdown on Santa, heading to the unused table thats prop up standing, he would move it to the center of the ring before turning to Santa, moving the broken debris of table and reaching to grab her hair, dragging the woman to the table at the center, showing her that shes going through it again. "One more time!"

He would suddenly yank her head down between his strong legs like before, this time hooking both of her arms behind the back, just in case he also grabbing her blank bottom to wedge it up and lift Santa straight up holding her vertically before finally pulls her down as he drop onto his knees, putting Santa through the table into his finisher with extra impact of his stronger high impact of the Pedigree! "Hurgh!"

[Luncha_Libre]

After being driven through the table, it seemed as if the once-proud Santa Tigresa had all but given up. She slumped down in a seated position in the corner, her body battered beyond all hope of fighting back. The monster Killer King had won their brawl, and now the Tigresa was in no shape to compete. For her fans, it was the ultimate humiliation: their masked heroine, destroyed and battered, left totally helpless by the monster she’d once helped dominate!

Santa Tigresa barely moved as King left her lifeless body in the corner of the ring. She looked almost dead, her body just lazily swaying from side to side when it moved at all. Santa Tigresa was barely clinging to consciousness, having momentarily passed out under the impact. She couldn’t even open her eyes, as King returned to the ring, ready to punish her even more!

La Santa looked absolutely pitiful as King marched her to the center of the ring, her arms swaying side to side and her legs barely able to keep moving beneath her. La Santa’s curvy, quivering body seemed effortless for King to move around, as he shoved her onto the table and got her into position for a final, brutalizing move.

“No, La Santa!” The fans were betting. “Please, fight back! Kick his ass! Don’t die! Come on!” All that encouragement would fall on deaf ears, however, as King hoisted Santa Tigresa’s body into position. He yanked on her thong, drawing the thin black fabric deep into her ass, exposing her roun cheeks, but drawing no reaction from La Santa’s limp body. King drove her hard through the table with the pedigree, spiking her face through the wood. The high-angle impact drove splinters of wood through the luchadora’s mask, cutting through the fabric and through her flesh, leaving a splatter of blood on the ring canvas!

“AAAAAARGH!” Santa Tigresa spasmed in pain, her lower body bucking and kicking in agony before falling still. Her bare ass cheeks flexed in front of the crowd, shining in the arena lights, before her body fell lifeless before the King.

[KillerV]

King easily and literally turning the table on her when the monstrous beast takes Santa body right out from the broken table, set up in his move with both arms hooked behind the back and up she goes, slamming down with authority right through another table laying her out once again, Santa has now gone through two tables in one night. The impact was enough to make her bleed due to the debris piercing her skin, unlocking the arms and slowly up to his feet, looking down at the broken babe.

He turn gesturing the ring announcer to give him the mic, one of em tossing it to him and catches it with no problem, checking it to make sure it works before he start talking. "YOU! You know who you are! The one attacked me before! This is gonna be YOU! ALL OF YOU! I will take you out one by one!" King then placing his foot at the back of Santa head, not to step down but to grind a bit. "I WILL CHECK YOU OUT ON MY HIT LIST VERY VERY SOON!"

He then take his foot off Santa head and throw down the mic at her backside before start heading to the ropes to step out of the ring, let whoever medic, announcer, wrestlers, whatever to go out and check on Santa. King raising his arms claiming he won the match even it isnt official, just rather feel great for beating the shit out of her as the whole crowd heavily booing him, up the ramp and eventually heading back stage to his locker room.