Violette Lyons vs Rhiannon Sellsword - Humiliation match

[RJD]

Rhiannon had came to the ring with the intentions of at least spending some time in control, but as her opponent grinded her heated and damp crotch all over the twisted pervert's face, teasing her with the strong aroma of her covered nethers. The twisted pervert's hips rolling against the canvas as she got drunk on her opponent's scent, Rhea just wishing there was someway for her to get off as the humiliation got her hot bodied. " Hmmmm..." Rhiannon would hum out, not even trying to say anything coherent and instead just desperately wanting to taste her opponent's crotch and hear the woman put her down.

Then suddenly her opponent's crotch would leave her face, leaving Rhiannon visibly lost before that expression would leave her face in favour of a pain and heavy blush as her opponent stood on her hand. " Aaaahhhhhh..." The twisted pervert would cry out, htheer loud whine naturally being stifled as the pain was that intense she couldn't even continue her cry. Meanwhile the rest of Rhiannon's body squirmed in response to the pain, while her hand slightly squirmed under her opponent's foot.

Then Violette would give Rhiannon a command, and with minimum hesitation the twisted pervert would comply. The twisted pervert pressing her lips into her opponent's boot before licking the dominant wrestler's boot, her blushing face moving slightly as she licked and kissed every inch of the woman's boot as she could.

Please no mistress...this is my masturbating hand " Rhiannon would beg, being completely shameless with how pathetic she sounded, but still managing to fit a joke into her beg.

[aelithblanchette]

Violette definitely loved the little show that Rhiannon was giving against her will... Or was it? Should the answer be yes or no, the dominant woman was definitely having fun with the submissive one. Her boot was getting cleaned and worship so tenderly, it made her own heart skip a bit. She just loved being in control.

"There you go..." she just said, before laughing to the pun, despite taking it seriously. Her boot couldn't get shinier by now.

"Enough." she ordered, before she'd lead this dance to another act. Stepping off the woman's hand, Violette pushed Rhiannon to the side so she would roll over until she was flat on her belly.

Once there, with Violette kneeling next to Rhiannon's left side, she'd try to bring the girl's right leg in the back of the dominatrix's head, her left arm keeping the caught leg on her shoulders while she'd try to reach for the other woman's left arm, locking a single leg Boston crab... before evoluting in Violette's signature move as she pushed her shiny boot right onto the other wrestler's face, pinning it down.

"Well, this Facelift is supposed to hurt, just like this." she said, as she yanked hard onto the girl's arm, pushing her opponent's head further into the mats.
"If you start masturbating in the middle of the ring, maybe I'll ease the pain. Or not." she added with a devilish smirk, yanking hard once again in the same manner.
"There is no way out. Either you start humiliating yourself right here, right now, or you go home with a dislocated arm. Don't think there can be a good end to this. Everybody's looking at you right now, looking at the whimpering submissive little whore that has literally zero chances to win this match. Give them a good show. Show that you're ready to do anything for me... " she said with a soft whisper.

[RJD]

Rhiannon would get a little bit too into worshipping her opponent's boot and licking off any grime that may be present, she was even starting to wish she could clean the insides too before her opponent released her hand, prompting the twisted pervert to realize she had accidentally ignored an order.

Next Violette would crouch next to the twisted pervert, lifting one of Rhiannon's legs and putting it over her neck in what the actor could only assume would ultimately be a stretch muffler, a move which naturally got Rhea wet since just about anything that involved stretching one of her limbs or humiliating her did. Things would develop beyond the twisted pervert's expectations though, as her opponent then hooked her other leg and pulled it back in a single legged Boston crab. Meanwhile Violette would shift the arm that was holding Rhea's leg so that it's placement would naturally keep the pervert's leg trapped before using that now free hand to grasp Rhea's hand and tug it hard.

Then the cherry on top would be her opponent's now shiny salivia moistened boot pushing against the back of Rhiannon's head, tightly squishing the side of her face into the canvas. Elisa could feel all sorts of pain and would squirm as she got aroused by it all, her squirming being limited to the few free parts of her body as she heard her opponent's order.

Rhiannon couldn't say no, the woman was too damn good at her job. The purple haired wrestler wanted to follow her to the ends if the earth at this point, hell! She's even carry her on her back as she crawled. Rhiannon wouldn't question if Violette was serious or struggle, instead just panting and whining as her squirming hand lifted her own bikini bottom's and squeezed their way in, Rhea entering two of her fingers into her sex and starting to pump then in and out until a sudden tug on the arm caused her to stop for a moment.

Rhiannon had just been humming slightly as she fingered herself, but feeling her arm be wretched more would prompt her face to go beet red and the twisted pervert to lewdly cry out, before she continued fingering herself but picked up speed, her body struggling in her opponent's arms as she pleasures herself.

" Y-yes Fuck...Oh...g-God! " Rhiannon would mumble out, wriggling her thighs together to further tease her sex with her own fingers. The twisted pervert actually starting to droll slightly in her delirious state as something so twisted that it would usually be in her extreme fantasies section was beconing reality all too quickly. Rhiannon yelling something incomprehensible as she finally reached orgasm and went somewhat limp in her opponent's grasp, Elisa's free hand resuming inside her bikini as she panted after her release.

[aelithblanchette]

The dominatrix was definitely loving this moment, this punishment she was dishing to the poor purple haired wrestler. As the slave - in her mind it was already clear, that's what Rhiannon was to Violette - started to masturbate for the dominant woman, she knew she had won the match. She just had to ask for her submission and she would probably have it.

"Poor weakling." she just taunted, fakely disgusted as she rolled her eyes, almost disinterested even though she felt something completely different inside herself. Violette was getting really turned on at that point, so much that her crotch started to drip some kind of gooey liquid...

As she watched her opponent reaching her orgasm, she let feel the bliss of it, but once it was done, Violette was quick to release the locked arms and leg, just so she could get a grip onto the purple haired girl's wrist and force it out of her bikini.

"Have I told you to continue?" she asked menacingly even though she removed her boot from the girl's face at the same moment, back in a kneeling position. She'd quickly try to crawl over Rhiannon until her knees were sitting on the girl's shoulders, pinning them to the mats as her butt would hover the wrestler's face. Putting her outfit to the side, her asshole was now bare, and ready to be worshipped but it wouldn't be free.

"Thank me for even giving you the opportunity to worship my ass. Thank me for ruining you inside the ring. Thank me for allowing you to cum. Thank your Mistress, and tell everyone how pathetic you are." she said as she reached forward for the girl's bikini bottoms, ripping them off and throwing them away, before Violette would grab both of the girl's ankles, pulling them until they were under Violette's arms, locking them there.

Rhiannon would be folded in half, her leaking pussy completely uncovered whilst her legs were spread. Then, and only then, Violette would finally sit down onto the girl's face, smothering her unless she was pleased enough with the submissive one's tongue work.

[RJD]

Rhiannon after he orgasm would barely be able to respond to her opponent's words, Being too tired and too comfortable with her hand against her sex to move it, although the dominatrix would do it for her, removing Rhiannon's now somewhat cum covered hand before Violette removed her boot from the pervert's head. The twisted pervert being rolled onto her back after her opponent released her and panting for breath as she looked up towards the lights overhead.

Violette didn't give Rhiannon time to recover though, slowly crawling over the orgasm exhausted actor's body until her knees pressed into her shoulders, the woman maintaining that positioning as she lifted her hips above Rhea's face. The dominant woman both giving the pervert a nice view of her rear and pressing her weight down upon the woman under her's shoulders. Violette then moving her outfit too the side so her bare crack was hovering just above Rhiannon's face, blocking out the lights that she had been looking at earlier. Then the Mistress gave her command.

It was embarrassing, humiliating even. Rhiannon wasn't one to be disgusted by the idea of being humiliated though, it turned her own. Although even the twisted pervert was too tired at this point to thank her opponent for each individual thing that she had did or was going to do, and so she would just weakly say. " T-thank you, Mistress " The actor hoping that would suffice since she was honestly left quite breathless. Then Violette would rip off the purple haired woman's bikini, discarding it like trash before hooking Rhiannon's legs under her arms and practically folding her in half.

Then, with the exhausted woman completely helpless under her Violette would lower her behind, her huge cheeks slowly squashing against Rhiannon's features as she took her throne. Rhiannon's face sticking to her opponent's warm cheeks and her nose slotting into the woman's crevice, likely sending a chill up her spine as she took her seat. " mNmnmm..." Rhiannon would weakly mumble, her words been completely incomprehensible before she slowly parted her lips and started to lay kisses on her opponent's massive behind, struggling to even open her lips due to the massive weight being applied to her, and likely getting more than a little bit of cheek between her lips as she tried to. The twisted pervert then parting her lips and licking her opponent's butt, caressing the cheeks and exploring her valley. Of course the scent and humidity of her opponent's behind intoxicating the twisted pervert, Rhiannon forgetting about everything and anything that existed beyond those round cheeks.

[aelithblanchette]

Violette wasn't quite willing to stop the match so soon, but she still wanted to assure her victory in it. Rhiannon would probably not fight back against the Mistress, but the tall woman didn't want to miss her chances.

Still, she let her slave indulge in her most devious pleasures while Violette was getting her fair share of them too. "It was obvious, you don't have the guts to put up a fight against me. Submission is just innate in some people, and you're definitely part of this group. Continue." she simply ordered as she would slowly change positions.

Her butt would still smother the beautiful pervert, but she'd quickly move Rhiannon's right leg under the dominatrix's left side, holding both legs there. " Listen to me carefully." she ordered as she slightly lifted her butt to give Rhiannon some time to breathe.

"You have no pride anymore. I've made you my bitch in front of everyone and there's no going back. It will take a while before you can step again in this very ring without thinking of that match. Without thikinking about how I crushed you right here, right now. Now, I'm not going to be so cruel with you. I'm going to allow you another orgasm, isn't that nice?" she cooed, despite her intentions being something else. Way more cruel.

"So, it's simple. You just have to say Thank you Mistress every few seconds." she said, using her right hand to penetrate the wrestler's pussy, two fingers slowly digging inside. "You don't want to disobey. Believe me, you don't want that. Oh, and, just a slight difference from your first orgasm... I want you to say 'I submit' as you tap out when you are near your orgasm. No tapping out, no orgasm. Don't try to cheat." she told the other girl. Her rules were clear, and she wouldn't allow a single misstep.

[RJD]

Rhiannon would start to struggle for air under her opponent, sacrificing her kissing and licking slightly in favour of trying to get any breaths of air she could, somewhat sad about the fact considering she loved the sensation of feeling those moistened cheeks against her lips and tongue. The twisted pervert somewhat listening to her opponent, but not exactly managing to fully comprehend the woman's words since she was a bit occupied with her task.

Violette luckily would warn Rhiannon that she was to listen to what she said next though, giving her the prompt she needed to really try to hear the woman's words as she lifted her arm up. The twisted pervert letting out a muffled response after her opponent said that she would let her get her off. Something which brought the masochistic pervert great pleasure and encouraged her to stay under her Mistress' control. Rhea even had no problems muttering Mistress into her ass cheeks, it was a small price to pay for her own enjoyment, and it would only add to the extreme embarrassment that was fuelling Rhea's desires currently.

After all was said and done her opponent would slowly start to finger her. " Mmmhnm..." Rhiannon would hum, her thighs rubbing against her opponent's hand and her back arching slightly in response to the pleasure. The twisted pervert moaning into her opponent's ass so much that she almost missed her first scheduled speech. " Thmmn mn yomm snn..." Rhiannon would mumble, both her own pleasure and her opponent's rear blocking off her words preventing her words from getting across, two layers of nonsense making it near impossible to discern what she was saying, although it was what she was meant to be saying.

" Mmhn!! mhn! Thapspmmm" " Thank...mnm, mnn!!!! " Rhiannon would struggle to say under her opponent's butt as it grinded into her features, desperately gasping for air and moaning uncontrollably, her body wildly squirming under her opponent's, then in record time Rhiannon would feel one big last wave of pleasure coming. " MHmhn Th-Submnnmn " Rhea would cry out, getting near boiling point and wildly tapping her opponent's thick thigh, the twisted pervert being unable to stop herself from thriving around on the mat as she was about to reach orgasm and the threat of air deprivation was becoming a bigger issue at the same time.

[aelithblanchette]

Violette could feel the whimpering girl's mouth doing a wonderful work, and she could hear her sweet little muffled words. It seems that Violette had gotten deep inside Rhiannon's mind right now! Yet, the dominant woman wanted more - as always. Working the girl towards an orgasm was something, but giving it... It sounded like Violette's plan was to never let the girl cum, to her misfortune.

Feeling her tapping out, muffling an "I submit" full of weakness, Violette displayed a bright smile onto her face as the bell sounded. She'd just won! Though, her reaction was controlled... in her mind, it wasn't already over. Far from it, actually.

"Good girl. It's time to stop though." she simply said as she stopped the fingering all of a sudden, letting the girl's legs go, while again giving some air to Rhiannon. Violette wanted to relentlessly tease the poor wrestler, without giving her the release she needed yet. "Don't you dare put your hands in there, anywhere but your crotch. Breathe deeply. Control yourself. I am not allowing you to cum yet." she said, as she got up, one boot pushing against the girl's belly, walking over her. "If you do not behave, my next step will be over your ribs. You don't want that."

Violette carefully headed towards one specific side of the ring, getting out of it for a few seconds - visibly grabbing a few things from under the mats. As she re-entered the ring, everybody could more or less see what she had in her hands: a leather collar with a strong leash tied to it, a pair of handcuffs, and a padlock.
"Don't be scared. I won't put the cuffs on you." she said with a smirk, definitely having something in mind.

Hoping the girl wouldn't flee the ring yet - knowing that the match was over - Violette would walk towards her prey, forcing Rhiannon in a seated position if she wasn't already, before putting the collar around her neck, as tightly as possible. A small click would sound a bit later... that was the sound of the padlock, locking the leather item on the girl's neck unless she found the key - remaining in Violette's hands.

The dominatrix would get back to her corner, comfortable sitting on the second rope with her legs crossed. "Come over here." she said, handcuffs in one hand and the key that would unlock them - as well as the collar - in the other. "It's simple. I want you to hump my boots. Wouldn't that be nice? I promise - this time for real - I promise that I will let you cum. No more frustration - only pleasure, for now. You must ask for permission first though. I don't want you to cum without my approval. Come over here, crawling, preferably."

[RJD]

Rhiannon was all too focused on her Mistress' body to even click that she had given up the match, although the twisted pervert likely wouldn't mind anyway since she was getting what she came for. Or at least she thought she was, until the other woman suddenly released her and pulled out of their body contact entirely. Leaving Rhiannon desperate, lost and even frustrated. Although she wouldn't have time to dwell on that as her opponent walked over her stomach, earning a loud whine from Rhiannon as she wriggled under her boot

" You teasing bitch..." Rhiannon would mutter under her breath as her opponent left the ring and looked under it to get what she needed, before she entered the ring and approached Rhiannon. Likely to everyone's surprise though, the twisted pervert would let herself be out in a seated position, before uppercutting her opponent hard in the crotch.

Then if successful in her gambit Rhiannon would quickly move to her feet in all her naked glory, before attempting to stomp multiple times in her opponent's chest had the woman fell down. If not then Rhea would attempt to shove her down onto the mat before proceeding with her first plan.

Rhiannon was certainly easy to trick and hard to upset, but depriving her of release and then making no promise to at least give it to her soon was a major crime in her eyes. Something which the twisted pervert couldn't have, planning to find her own way of getting off despite the match already being over. Rhiannon was okay with a little bit of teasing before her release, but the cruel bitch didn't seem like she was going to give Rhiannon what she had submitted to her for.

[aelithblanchette]

Violette was just about to apply to collar on her opponent's neck before she saw her fighting against it. It had happened way too fast for the domme to possibly do anything about it. Her crotch, crushed by the hard uppercut, sent her to her knees in less than a second, her hands covering it before she'd receive another one in that area.

Pushed to the mats by Rhiannon carelessly, her poor breasts were getting stomped, again and again, making the poor Mistress feel the pain that she had never asked for. Her breasts were getting redder and redder and for the first time in the match, the dominant woman was begging for mercy, begging out loud for he ropponent to stop.

Every single stomp fueled Violette's rage even more, and in truth, it made her a little bit more aroused as she felt helpless, laying over the mats, flat. She quickly tried to put her arms over her chest to protect it, arms crossed, while she squeezed her own legs together, defensively.

Violette had dropped all the items next to her, and was left defenseless. She had to try to get out!

As she was still getting stepped on mercilessly, she decided to try to stop Rhiannon's stomps. As she waited for the next one, she unguarded herself and opened her hands, trying to catch the other wrestler's foot. It was risky though, either she caught it and would twist it to make her opponent fall on the ground, or she'd most likely have a few more bruises, and maybe a few broken fingers.