L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

In just a few short seconds, and with just a few strokes of a razor, Lilliana did more damage to Jessica's pride than any beatdown ever could. As Jessica' drifted in and out of consciousness, Lady Antiqua could see and feel the desperation and anger on Wright's face. No oils or floral scents could mask the smell of surrender and defeat from Lilly. She stood up after tossing Wright off her knee. Jessica was facedown on her knees with her big butt pointing towards the ceiling. Seeing Jess like this, Lilliana rose once more. She cast the razor aside as she lifted her foot and planted it on Jessica's backside. The paparazzi and fans watching from outside loved it. It was another moment in this rivalry immortalized with pictures and videos. Lilliana posed for a few seconds. She did this to assert her dominance, but also to plot her next move. When she was finally ready, she'd bend down and collect Jessica from her tiled floors.

"Laid bare for all the world to see, Jessica. Maybe this lesson will be one that you finally learn from." Antiqua would taunt as she took a handful of Jessica's hair. She'd begin to lift Jess up to her knees. Lilliana would look towards the windows. The dross outside annoyed her. Lilliana never had any compassion for the common folk. But they were of some use. They'd release the details of this encounter to the masses. On the internet, in articles, probably even in official promotional LAW content like interviews and posters. Lilly thought to herself aloud: "Maybe I can give them even more to report to the perverted masses."

Antiqua would pull Jessica's hair harder and force the woman up to her feet. She would harshly tug Jessica, leading her to the window with the intention of pressing Wright up against it! Lilliana would use her free hand to push against Jessica's lower back, making sure that both the side of Wright's face and her buxom chest would be flat and flush against the clear glass for all to see! Lilly would slide Jessica left and right, using her like a squeegee to clean her windows. The oil on Jessica's body would leave streaks on the glass. All the while, the media outside would be having quite the field day.

"You may have been someone on the independent wrestling scene in Iowa. Perhaps you've even seen success on the undercard here in this company. But at the highest level, at my level, you're just a jobber to real stars like me. But at least they seem to enjoy you putting your body on display when you're serving your purpose, yeah?" Like a woman possessed, Lilliana continued to try to drive this point home. Her eyes widened moreso than they had during this match and the previous one. Lilliana's voice trembled just a bit despite her being firmly in control.

"Know your role, Wright. Learn to accept it and embrace it." Lilliana would say after doing this for close to a minute. She'd release Jessica and allow her to slump against the window, eventually allowing the forces of gravity to let her slide down to the ground, at Lilliana's feet once more.

Jessica was aware of the position that she was in, with her ass high in the air. The sexual subtext was clear to everyone, least of all because Jessica was completely naked. And more naked than usual now, that Jessica had been shaven. Despite the fact that she was barely hanging on to consciousness, she knew where she was exactly. This was not a PoW match, but if it had been, everyone knows what would have been happening. Jessica counted her lucky stars that she was not enduring the ultimate humiliation for a wrestling woman.

But what she was about to experience was not far off the mark. Jessica felt her hair get grabbed, and was soon on her knees. She groaned in pain, and heard Lilliana's words. This lesson would not be forgotten for a long time, she was sure of that. But she didn't know exactly what Lilliana could do to display her body to the so called perverted masses worse than she had already been put on display. Her mind churned with dark possibilities, not able to settle on a single one.

What her purple haired foe eventually decided was worse than what she could have possibly imagined. Jessica was brought up to her feet, and then pressed against the glass. Her buxom breast was on display for the world to see, much to her shame. Her eyes went wide with pain and humiliation as she realized just how many cameras were clicking away, at the sight of her naked breasts against the window. That only increased as Jessica was moved to the left and right, her tits leaving wide streaks in the glass. Her eyes went wide and she yelped, but there was little she could do to resist Lilliana.

Jessica cried out in shame. She wanted to insist to her beautiful opponent that she wasn't a jobber, that she was one of the biggest baddest women in this federation, let alone any federation. But that point was hard to convey when a bigger stronger woman was putting her body on display for the world to see. If the humiliation had only lasted one second, that would be something else. But the fact that Lilliana was pushing her against the glass for a full minute meant that her arms started getting limp once more from the combination of the pressing pain and the intense humiliation that Jessica was feeling.

But it mercifully came to an end. Jessica slid down to the floor once more, groaning meekly as she did so. Jessica had gone out completely.

Jessica looked defeated, downtrodden, almost sad. Lilliana had reduced her to as miserable a state as she possibly could. Lady Antiqua couldn't simply dismiss Wright or wall away from her. This time, things were much more personal. She couldn't drill it into the Iowans's thick skull. Jessica's could still find the backbone to even think about challenging Lilliana to a rematch was a blight in and of itself. It didn't matter if Wright's resolve was born from an inflated ego or just sheer stupidity. Lilliana was every bit as dominant as her reputation at LAW had made her out to me. No woman on the roster had the unmitigated gall to seek her out for a rematch, let alone on her own property, her family's estate. If Jessica Weight could find it within herself to stand up to her despite the physical, mental, and emotional trauma Lilly was dishing out, other foolhardy women might take it as inspiration to do the same. The Heiress now had a vested interest in breaking Jessica Wright's fighting spirit.

Lilliana stood over the collapsed Jessica. She knew Jessica's limits by now. Fighting the girl in repeated matches like this helped her connect with The Violent Violet in an odd way. She knew that Jessica was going through a world of hurt. Lilliana could practically feel the defeated, humiliated alpha female's desire to be put down radiating from Jessica's semi-conscious body. As the cameras recorded the image of Lilly standing tall through the window, Lilly would squat down and grab a handful of Jessica's hair. She'd force Jessica's head up off the wall. She'd force Jessica to make eye contact with her.

"When you wake up from this, when you recover, I want you to think all 3 of those bumbling brain cells in that empty head of yours. I want you to contemplate why the most crushing, decisive losses of your career have both been to me. Understand that. And never let me see your face inside or outside of the ring again." Lilliana spoke in a cold, annoyed tone. Part of her knew this wouldn't put Jessica off the idea of opposing the Antiqua name. Part of her knew that in a way, she was doing Jessica a favor by ending it here.

Lilliana would rise and drag Jessica against the tiled floors, leading the downed girl by the hair. She'd situate both herself and Jessica in the center of the room, where everyone observing from outside could have a good look. Lilliana would abruptly snatch Jessica's wrist and drop down onto her regal bum. Her long, defined, powerful legs widened before clamping down and hugging Jessica's head and neck! In a swift motion, Lilliana reclined. Her legs would choke and subdue Jessica further! She was finally ready to put this woman out to pasture! Lilliana Antiqua applied her submission finisher: an effective and domineering Triangle Choke! Once again, Jessica would suffer between Lilliana's thighs, face more than likely brushing up against her elitist groin, if not outright pressing against it! Lilliana jostled and forced Jessica into place to crank her hold on Wright's neck with maximum efficacy! She'd keep it locked in well after Jessica passed out! When she finally felt content, Lilliana would keep her regal thighs and calves snaked over the woman's body as she bent her elbows against the floor and slid them back to recline. Once more, Lilliana would check the Violent Violet's arm, daintily lifting Jessica's wrist and allowing it to drop lifelessly to the floor to confirm another knockout. There was little more to do to make a statement. And despite the apathetic look she wore on her face, despite how dominant she looked, deep down Lilliana knew that there was little more she could do to dissuade Jessica from learning her place. She knew Jessica would one day foolishly challenge her again....and she racked her brain even now and long after the match concluded to try and figure out what she could do to break the stubborn Iowan's spirit!

The match was recorded by the paparazzi for all to see. News of Jessica's second defeat at the hands of Lilliana quickly spread. Lilliana arranged for Jessica to be tended to by the staff on her estate. But just like in their first match, the possibility of injury was still very real.

Winner via knockout: Lillana Antiqua