Dangerous Liasons - Ivan Ramirez vs Kim 'Newsnight' Jones

[Herotica]

"disgusting, how rude!"

Kim retorted disturbed by the sight of his bulge, and trying to deny her own tingling arousal, the impact the punch still halting her ability to fight back. She watched angrily as he flexed his ample muscles and flipped her easily into a carry. Embarrassed and annoyed Kim, quickly began to beat and struggle against the lift.

"Put me down this instant you perverted oaf, or I'll punish you in a way you've never been punished before!"

She shouted unconvincingly, her grievance growing against LAW just as much for putting her up against someone of this strength, she cursed again as her impacts did little to dissuade her opponent.

[MR. Q]

With his physique, Ivan successfully lifts Kim off the ground, the woman in question being a tough customer. She squirmed and began beating on whatever she could reach which meant his head and back.

"Goddamn it, cut it out." Ivan grunted, adjusting her on his shoulders as he tries to secure her despite her resistance. "Your like a fucking salted snail, I swear." He groused before finally having enough.

With a heave, he lifts her body horizontally and drops down while subsequently kneeling to position his knee on her landing zone, aiming to break her fall in Knee Backbreaker.

[Herotica]

Despite her rage Kim's squirming was having little to no effect.

"Is this how you treat a lady?!"

She cried out, angered by their disproportionate strength. A chill was beginning to run up her spine as she remembered her opponent's reputation. Her hands moved to grip fast and try to fight off any attempts to slam her, but it was in vain. Straining his ample muscles Ivan brought her high.

"Oh god"

She whispered as she was roughly brought down on a raised knee, the impact knocking the breath from her a eliciting a high screech of pain.

"Aaaarrgghh, my back"

Tears welled in her eyes and her strength waned, her fear and pain conspiring to rob her of the strength to fight back. Her eyes looked for pity in her opponent's eyes.

[MR. Q]

The crowd erupted in a roar as Kim's scream echoed through the arena. Ivan felt the satisfaction of her body hitting his raised knee, her body folding on the appendage. He maintained his cocky smirk as he kept her on his knee like a folded laundry.

"Aww, what's wrong?" Ivan taunted, touching her midriff with an open palm, feeling her soft skin as he caress her lightly. It's doesn't count as hentai move but it's borderline as one.

He could feel her body shaking against him, her back arching slightly. Those tears were exactly the response he'd been looking for—it definitely looked tasteful on her and what makes these matches so delicious. His fingers dug into her midriff as emphasis.

Meanwhile, the crowd chanted his name—"IVAN! IVAN!"—and so many boo's from said audience but he felt good to himself. With Kim's resistance clearly waning, he had options. The smart play would be to finish this with a proper pin or submission, build his reputation further. But where was the fun in that?

As such, he roughly threw her off his knee and stood up for next assault.

[Herotica]

Kim moaned, using her scant remaining energy to give Ivan a dark look for his taunting. A soft lecherous hand massages the skin on her belly, which would of felt nice except for the dangerous feeling that her opponent might do something horribly embarrassing for her.

"Keep your unworthy hands off me pervert"

She moaned through tears. As much as the drop hurt, the pain she could handle, but the embarrassment was something else, she'd barely hurt her opponent and her ego was bruising heavily.

With little regard for her, Ivan tossed her to the floor, weakly she tried to stand but could barely make it to her knees, her energy drained.

Her eyes cast to him, full of anger, but laced with a hint of acceptance, even a small modicum of respect.

"Do what you must"

She uttered softly through gnarled teeth.

[MR. Q]

Ivan watched Kim like a predator stalking its prey, his eyes watching with satisfaction. He didn't expect it to be so easy. Kim looked like she has given up and after what she said, maybe so. She is exactly where he wanted her - broken down, vulnerable, and within reach. The crowd is already roaring in anticipation of his performance.

"Already giving up? But I'm just starting." He said with a smirk before acting.

His kick connected solidly with her side, sending her sprawling onto the canvas face-first. Before she could react, before she could even catch her breath, Ivan was already moving. Straddling her back, he reached down and grasped her face before pulling.

[Herotica]

Kim's eyes narrowed, the way Ivan watched her fighting to get up troubled her deeply.

She growled at his mocking and tried to spring to her feet, but was caught by a solid kick, throwing her to the mat. Before she could react she was caught in a painful camel clutch, her already pain back screaming just before her voice joined.

"Aaaarrgghh, my back, please.."

She pleaded fruitlessly, her hope depleted.

[MR. Q]

Ivan grinned as he heard her pleas, though they fell on deaf ears as he completely ignored them. He cranked the hold, pushing down and then pulling up sharply, making her back arch in ways that should be painful. The crowd went wild as her breasts bounced up and down with each movement, the motion clearly visible under her bra.

"Let's see if your fans love it when your breasts moves like this." He mocked her.

He continued the relentless pumping motion, each time stretching her spine in agonizing ways while simultaneously displaying her chest to the ravenous crowd.

The camera panned out to show the entire scene: Ivan straddling Kim's back, his weight trapping her beneath as he worked her body like a puppet. Her face was exposed to the viewing masses, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. Before them, the crowd roared and chanted his name, phones held up to capture every degrading moment.

[Herotica]

"Gguurghh"

Kim moaned as she was wrenched backward repeatedly, after a few motions she became aware that the crowd where in fact cheering not the move but the bounce of her ample chest. As Ivan mocked her her hands shit to cover her chest.

"Gaaaarrrgh, you lecherous swine, how dare you!!"

She cried in pain, her hands barely able to manage fighting the painful pull backward her her degradation. She struggled further through tears of pain, cursing LAW and Ivan together.

"You vile bastard, you conspired with LAW for this didn't you! Aaaarrgghh, please, you're breaking meee!!"

[MR. Q]

Ivan's smirk widened into a genuine grin as he felt her futile attempt to cover herself with her hands. Her arms trapped uselessly against his thighs, trying desperately to shield her bouncing breasts from the hungry crowd's.

"Awww, why so embarrassed?" Ivan teased, not slowing his rhythmic pumping. Each motion sent her breasts bouncing obscenely, the fabric of her bra straining visibly. "Your the one who entered this ring dressed like that." He leaned backwards, intensifying the stretch and really making those tits jiggle for the cameras and crowd.

"Don't worry though, I'll make sure everyone gets a good look. This is what they pay for, after all."

The crowd's chanting grew louder, some still cheering for him, most now shouting crude comments about Kim's assets or booing him for his actions in a Standard Match. Until finally something that none expected.

The sound of tearing before it was followed by a loud snap.