Watering the Roses

[Devastated]

Candy Cane glared hatefully down on Aisha as she started to really put pressure on that clawhold and attempted to loop that blonde hair around her hand for a more secure hold. Painfully yanking on it as she soon found Aisha's hands both going up towards her own hair. The fair-skinned woman on top cried out as Aisha started to pull her from left and right and forward and back.

It wasn't long before Aisha managed to roll them both of them over and get on top again. Candy Cane gave up her clawhold on that sore and still kinda sweaty tit. More like dried sweat though...as she instead tried to ball it into a fist and hammer it up into that very tit for a hard punch and then another. Trying to roll them over yet again and this time attempt to straddle that bare midsection with her perfectly naked frame.

" You asked for a beatin'! So you're fuckin' gettin' one!" Rebecca howled out through a pained expression on her face from that double hair pull. The redhead would try and throw another punch into that tit as she yanked as hard as she could on Aisha's hair.

[Lunaspark]

Aisha's body jerked about, as Candy rolled them back over, hammering her perfect tits with her fists of fury. This was starting to piss the diva off now, but two could play at that game. She had went after Candy's chest earlier in their match, and she was more than willing to go for it again this time.

"Fuck you!" Aisha screamed again, giving Candy's hair one last jerk before letting it go. Her own scalp was burning as Candy yanked at her own blonde hair, but she was trying to ignore it, trying to push that pain out of her mind.

Instead of dwelling on the headache she was getting, Aisha reached up, her hands grabbing for not one, but both of Candy's own tits. Her nails dug in, and she began to squeeze, giving Candy yet another taste of her own medicine as she angrily gripped and clawed at the punk's ample breasts.

[Devastated]

Candy Cane hammered down breast a few times, it would probably be bruised and sore in the morning. Good, that was exactly what the redhead wanted. She growled down at Aisha as she felt the blonde yank on her hair roughly one more time. Tightening her grip on Aisha's hair in return...but then she was caught by surprise as Aisha's hands left those redlocks of hers.

When Aisha took two handfuls of her breasts like that and started to squeeze and dig her nails into those fair-skinned tits, the punk rocker arched her back and howled out loudly in pain. Tears slightly forming in her eyes as her hands left Aisha's hair and tit and moved up towards the woman's arms. She'd try and tug and pull on them...but realizing that it was useless....

The Canadian instead attempted to reach down for Aisha's face, attempting to press her hands against it and find Aisha's eyes to try and rake across them with her own nails!

[Lunaspark]

Aisha squeezed. She hands tightened and she squeezed as hard as she could manage, almost as if she was trying to pop Candy's tits like a pair of balloons. Her nails dug in, the diva refusing to give up her grip, until...

"AHHHH!!"

An agonized howl escaped Aisha as Candy's nails slashed across her eyes. Her hands immediately left Candy's chest, and grabbed for her face, Aisha holding her eyes as her head rolled back and forth. Her own pained tears leaked out, staining her cheeks as she writhed and squirmed underneath the redhead, caught by the cheap and nasty attack.

[Devastated]

Candy Cane would quickly bring her hands up to her tits and gasp out in pain as she was finally free. She breathed out heavily and coughed out as she would glare down at Aisha as she had the woman underneath her. She'd bring both her hands up into the air and attempt to slam them down as a double axe handle aimed straight on the tit she had been targeting! Trying to flatten it as if it was a piece of pasta dough that you just really needed to pound to all living hell!

After which the Canadian would pant out, looking down on her own generous breasts. The red-mark of where those nails had dug in and the irritated skin all around from the painful squeezing clawhold. " F-fucking bitch..." Candy Cane let out under her breath as the punk-rocker would try and step up to her feet and take a hold of Aisha' by her hair, trying to yank the blonde rival of hers up to her feet and then try and use her hold on that hair to throw the American beauty right into the shower stall!

[Lunaspark]

Once again, Candy earned another howl from Aisha, as her axe handle hammered into Aisha's tit. The diva winced, and roared, and she knew that her breast would be sore as hell in the morning. It flattened under Candy's blow, and the skin darkened further, an obvious bruise already starting to form on the diva's skin.

She grabbed her breast in pain, panting just as much as Candy, and then shrieked as she felt her hair being pulled on again, the rocker dragging her up to her feet again.

She couldn't stop Candy, and she couldn't slow herself down once she was thrown. She flew into the shower stall and fell to the floor, ending up in a sore, aching heap right underneath the shower head.

[Devastated]

Candy Cane would lean over as she throw Aisha into the stall, placing her hands on her knees as she panted out and glared at Aisha, her own slightly damp hair draping over her eyes which forced her to bring her right hand up to stroke it out of her field of vision. The Punk-rocker then started to march over towards the downed Aisha.

Walking into the crowded stall and would place her barefoot down against Aisha's face, pushing it against the woman's cheek and trying to press her down towards the tile floor and up against the tile wall behind her. One hand reaching to grab onto the stall to help herself with the balance she needed to perform this act of humiliating Aisha. While she would bring her other hand over to turn on the shower at as hot as possible before quickly trying to jump back. Trying to have steaming hot water rain down upon that ebony skin of the pop-idol!

[Lunaspark]

"Nnn..."

Aisha growled, as she felt Candy's foot shoving down on her face, keeping her pinned to the floor in a dominant act of control. The diva stirred, but she was still trying to shake off getting tossed across the room and slamming into tiles, and that wasn't exactly the kind of thing that was easy to get past.

It wasn't until the redhead backed off and that searing, burning water began to fall upon Aisha that the superstar really began to move. A bloodcurling scream exploded from her, and she began to thrash and flop around as the burning, boiling liquid struck her sensitive and bare skin. She screamed, and she tried to crawl out from under the water, finding it hard to get any kind of grip or handle on the slick-wet floor. She was desperate to escape, but at the moment, it seemed like everything was stacked against her in that regard.

[Devastated]

Candy Cane stepped back and with it the steaming hot water started to rain down on Aisha, that slick bronzed skin being forced to suffer the burning sensation of the hottest water setting. Even Candy had to wince from it as she had taken some splashing drops when she backed off. With Aisha struggling and screaming in pain the redhead would place her hands on her hips. " You're fuckin' done." Candy Cane let out as she would stand there and wait for Aisha's head to pop out of the shower stall.

The punk-rocker would reach forward and try and grab a handful of piping hot blonde locks and try to drag Aisha out of the hot shower and attempt to pull her out into the open and onto her hands and knees. Candy cane would try and shove that head in between her thighs and attempt to squeeze upon it with all her might. Using her own powerful and well trained legs to try and compress and crush that skull of Aisha's as payback in a standing headscissor. " Say my name, bitch!" the punk-rocker barked out at the pop-idol!

[Lunaspark]

Any relief that Aisha may have had at being dragged out of the shower was quickly dashed, as the rocker let her own impressive legs wrap around the pop-idol's head, starting to crush her with a nasty headscissors hold of her own. Aisha had enough of a headache already, but now? With those thighs clamping down up on her? It felt like it was being multiplied by a hundredfold. Aisha's head hurt, and she could feel her air supply quickly being drained away.

However...the diva wasn't done yet.

As much as she hated it, she was going to have to take another page out of Candy's own book again. Just like the redhead had done in their earlier match, Aisha did her best to open her mouth wide, and in a mad attempt at forcing Candy to end her own hold, the blonde would clamp down on the thigh of the punk with her teeth, biting deep into Candy's smooth and soaked flesh.