Danielle Degardin vs. Ossi Shamar - First-to-Five Humiliation Selfie Match

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The ringing of the bell was still fresh in Danielle's ears, but already she was feeling the rush of confidence that could only come from dominating the competition. As she well knew she rightfully should, of course! Ossi was already crumpling at her feet, as her knee now buried itself in the unfortunate girl's face. As the sound of a thud rang out, Danielle let go, letting Ossi fall to her face on the ground with all the grace of a sack of potatoes.

Danielle lifted a hand to her mouth, laughing haughtily as she looked on at the scene before her. She couldn't imagine a better position to be in. "I suppose I might as well thank you for giving me such a wonderful opportunity to prove I'm better than you!" she boasted with a toss of her scarlet hair.

Looking back down at the mat, she saw Ossi crawling away, trying to reach the ropes with which to lift herself back onto her feet. However, Danielle had other things in mind. "Going somewhere?" she said. She wasn't going to let Ossi get too far away from her - and, looming above, she brought down her foot, looking to slam it down on Ossi's back to pin it in place before she could reach her goal!

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Ossi blushed as Danielle's taunts continued unabating, the model clearly relishing being in control and bubbling with confidence. I'll sort that out, Ossi thought to herself as she tried to heave herself away from the other woman to get some breathing space, shuffling towards the ropes. However, her tactic - if one could call it that - did not go unnoticed. She heard the footsteps behind her as she tried to shuffle away...

"AGGH!" Ossi yelled shrilly as Danielle's boot descended onto her spine, flattening the Syrain heiress to the canvas face down, arms and legs splayed out. "Release me!" she demanded, writhing feebly, trying to reach for the ropes from her prone position but held in place by Danielle's foot. The fans cheered her latest predicament as she already lay in a dreadfully vulnerable position, virtually at Danielle's mercy already!

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The contrast between the two competitors was palpable. While Danielle stood proudly, pleased with her handiwork and relishing in lording over her foe, Ossi was crumpled and vulnerable on her stomach, reduced to crawling on all fours in order to get away. And this was only exacerbated a moment later, as her struggle to escape was halted when Dani stomped a foot down on her back! Still looking up with her arms folded, Danielle posed as though atop an opponent she had bested effortlessly, like they were on some sort of classical sculpture. As far as she was concerned, she had already won, as she chuckled to herself. Certainly, Ossi's inept attempts to escape weren't doing much to prove her wrong.

"Oh?" Danielle taunted, raising her eyebrow. "Release you? I do not do such demeaning tasks without good reason, my dear." Ossi struggled, but she rubbed her ankle against her back, trying to keep her down. "Should I consider this your first submission to my glories?" A smug grin crossed the redhead's face now. If Danielle could accomplish one of her five submissions here and now, before the match was even underway, it would speak well to the point she was trying to put across!

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Ossi lay in a thoroughly undignified state beneath Danielle's foot, fans mocking and jeering yet again. She scowled as the Frenchwoman mocked her mercilessly, taking full advantage of her dominant position.

"I shall never submit to you, you little upstart!" Ossi cried, unconvincingly given her current predicament. Nonetheless, she was galvanised into action by the stinging taunts of her opponent. She tensed her muscles, trying to stop and think, as opposed to the panicked flapping about she had previously employed.

With a shrill squeal of effort she tried to throw her body into a sideways roll, flailing her arms at Danielle's leg, hoping to dislodge it from pinning her in palce. If she managed to roll free she would keep going until she reached the ropes, using them to haul herself back onto even footing with her arrogant adversary!

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The redhead looked to be the image of confidence as she stood atop her foe, her foot placed against Ossi's back. But now, she had gone after something more important than Ossi's body - she went after her pride and honor. Even now, Ossi was fueled with a rage and a determination to strike back at her opponent, as she snapped at Danielle. The Frenchwoman's eyes drifted down, looking at her prey.

"Oh, really, now?" Dani muttered. She wasn't very convinced about Ossi's ability to back up her statement, and she began to rub her heel in place against her spine to try and inflict more pain, as well as humbling Ossi in the process. A grin grew wider over her face, and she was sure nothing could stop her now. But, of course, something did.

"Gah..?!" Danielle stopped, looking down to see her opponent smack her in the leg. It was an awkwardly-placed blow, but, coupled with how Ossi tossed her body, it was enough to get Danielle to take her leg off her foe's back, and with another jerk from the Syrian, she dropped down to the mat, landing with a thud directly on her tailbone! She clenched her teeth, looking back at Ossi with a look on her face that turned from callous, self-important amusement at having her opponent beneath her to pure rage. Ossi had taken this moment of glory away from her - and Danielle had to make sure she'd pay!

"Why...YOU!" The ex-model straightened herself to her feet, dusting herself off and glaring back at where Ossi too was getting up. "I'll make you pay-!" She charged straight for Ossi, her hands raised as she prepared herself to catch her once in range.

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The desperate rolling strike did enough. The pressure on Ossi's spine was relieved as she thwacked Danielle's leg aside, escaping the entrapment. She rolled away as her opponent crashed to the mats, but Ossi didn't take time to enjoy the moment, knowing she'd been dangerously close to things getting out of her control already!

She rolled clear and crawled the last few feet to the ropes, gripping the middle one with both hands and breathing heavily. She had escaped. Now it was time to turn the tables on the infuriating Frenchwoman who had so insulted her!

Ossi managed to heave herself upright using the ropes for support, but she heard Danielle's furious exclamations ringing in her ears. Turning, the Syrian heiress just managed to throw up her hands to meet the Frenchwoman in a lock up, but she had no momentum to counteract Danielle's charge.

"NO!" With a cry of dismay Ossi was driven backwards and pinned against the ropes, locked up against her adversary, muscles straining as she tried to push back.

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Ossi had barely managed to rise by the time Danielle came charging at her, and she had little time to react. All she could do was to throw up her hands, which in turn gave the redhead a perfectly good handle to apply the pressure on her, as she grabbed her by the wrists and pushed down to steer her against the ropes. Dani saw the fear cross her rival's face, her eyes going wide as she let out a gasp and her body went tense. But far from sharing in that feeling, Danielle was delighted!

"Oh, YES!" she shot back, her eyes narrowed into a glare as a smirk crossed her face, while she squeezed at Ossi's hands to put down further pressure against her. She leaned over the Syrian as she shoved downward at her, trying to get her to bend at the knees as she forced her against the ropes and press the back of her neck against the cables. Danielle had plans, after all.

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Pinned against the ropes by Danielle's charge, Ossi could do little but squirm desperately, trying with all her might to push back against the infuriating woman who seemed utterly unconcerned at the prospect of taking on the heiress. But try as she might, she had no success in pushing Danielle back - had no leverage to gain any kind of advantage.

Worse still, Danielle began pushing harder.

"Gnnhhh!" Ossi grunted shrilly as Danielle pushed, slowly and inexorably overpowering the Arab beauty until eventually her knees buckled and she crumpled to the canvas, hands still trapped in the lock up with Danielle. A high-pitched growl of frustration escaped Ossi's lips, but she was powerless to prevent her head from being shoved back into the ropes. She shook her head, as though denying what was happening, chest heaving up and down as she fought for breath.

"This can't... be... unnhghh!" she protested through gritted teeth as Danielle pinned her in place, leaving her with no option but to wait and endure whatever the Frenchwoman had in store.

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With every passing moment, and each push from Danielle, Ossi was steered further and further into the ropes. To the Frenchwoman, of course, this was exactly what she liked to see. A grin spread its way from ear to ear across Dani's face as she held Ossi down in place, the back of her neck pressed against the ropes. Her shadow fell over the Syrian, and Danielle felt so much taller now than her own physical stature dictated.

"Oh, but it is!~" she cheered, giving Ossi another shove for good measure such that the back of her neck would be rubbed into the rope. The way she was positioned, Dani hoped to force her neck to crane upward toward the ceiling, which would cause the cables to compress her trachea. However, that was only the start of what Danielle had in mind.

"Now...yes, I believe that's a fine position for you!" Turning herself around, Danielle brought her rear down onto Ossi's face, sitting on it to cushion herself against the ropes as she bore her weight down on her unfortunate opponent.

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Ossi let out a wail of dismay as Danielle shoved her hard against the ropes, jamming the back of her neck against the coarse fabric. Danielle leaned in, looming over her triumphantly and forcing Ossi's head backwards until she was staring straight up at the arena lights, the cheering of the fans echoing in her ears as they vented their approval at how the match was progressing. Whining and struggling Ossi gasped as Danielle let go of her hands. However, she was only given the briefest respite. Danielle fired off another searing quick, before turning around, leaving Ossi staring at the Frenchwoman's posterior.

Her eyes widened in realization...

"Don't you da-MMMPPPHHGHHH!" Ossi's protest was muffled as Danielle's perfectly sculpted backside descended onto her face, smothering the Syrian heiress into the ropes. Her arms flapped and flailed uselessly, pawing at the Frenchwoman's rear as her head was pinioned between the ropes and her opponent. She tried feebly to twist her body left and right to escape, but on her knees with Danielle's full weight pressing down on her, she had little prospect of escape. Soon she was fighting for air, hands pulling at her tormentor's thighs in desperation.