So many languages, and you only understand by knocking

[APlaying]

Leila's blows had left Garlim staggering, she might even have collapsed had the siege continued, but she acted quickly to cling to the girl in a tight embrace and thus stopping the constant blows. Garlim soon went into spasms from the pain, which began to course around her body like an electric current, causing him to gasp slightly but she tried to keep her composure, however difficult it was.

The punk schoolgirl would continue throwing mocking comments at her, which irritated Garlim to no end, but she was in too much pain to respond and with each passing second, her body became more flaccid from the accumulation of the damage that was already palpable. Without letting her rest Leila proceeded to carry the battered former champion on her legs, Garlim could not resist in time before being wrapped in a submission hold, which consisted of incapacitating her limbs while being held in the arms of her opponent. “M-mhg! Hmmph!” Garlim squirmed a little as she groaned with helplessness.

The goddess of war was again being subdued and being deprived of breath, her cheeks were very reddened and the grimace of pain she was expressing stood out even more, besides starting to gag from the way her neck was being pressed. “You!... Damn... Hhh!” Garlim was extremely irritated and furious, she kept trying to squirm as her strength began to dwindle, at least trying to get out somehow was the only thing she wanted now.

[Darius 2.0]

Leila had built herself an arsenal of painful and humiliating holds over the years thanks to her limited education in several pro wrestling gyms. She had always been drawn to the ones that put her opponents into the most compromising of positions, especially if it allowed her to put them on embarrassing display. This need to use these holds to torment her fellow students (and the odd teacher) is what led her to be expelled from these schools, but she had kept with her the knowledge, giving her a variety of different ways to inflict pain and suffering upon her poor victims.

The hold she now held Garlim in was one such technique. With practiced ease, Leila was able to hold the bigger woman aloft in her arms, cradling her whole weight! She spread the redhead's muscular thighs outwards using her own twisted one of her arms up behind her back. Meanwhile, her other arm was free to twist and choke Garlim around the neck. It was a painful and humiliating position to be in, so naturally Leila wanted to enjoy every second of it! "Aw, you poor baby," Leila sneered as Garlim squirmed and gagged in her grasp. "Is this too much for you? Do you need a break? Well, too fucking bad!"

It was at that moment that Leila would suddenly kick her legs out from under herself! The bully would aim to drop to her ass, bringing Garlim down with her, aiming to spike the poor fighter into the mat from her compromised position!

Spoiler

[APlaying]

Every moment that she remained in Leila's grip, she slowly plunged the blonde into unconsciousness again as she gasped and whimpered. Her vision began to blur again and despite her constant movement, it did nothing to help her escape from Leila's grasp. Garlim was trapped and desperate to escape somehow, but she felt a sudden relief when Leila half released her, only to be grabbed again even more intensely and forcefully planted on the mat.

Her body bounced between the punk schoolgirl's arms in utter despondency, and after a second, the now unconscious war goddess arms fell limp and limp at her sides. She kept sitting up simply because Leila kept holding her back, only for her to drop like a sack of potatoes as soon as she let go.

The KO level went up another notch for Garlim now, and at this point she was practically a toy for Leila.

[Darius 2.0]

Hoisting Garlim around in such a humiliating position was fun and all, but Leila never intended to carry the red-headed heavyweight forever. SO once she had her fill of making her suffer, Leila would put Garlim out of her misery with a brutal drop to canvas, crushing the former champion in her compressed position! Once again, the lack of ring wrestling mats would work against Leila's opponent, forcing her to take the entirety of the impact! It was perhaps because of this that, after the fall, Garlim was immediately rendered unconscious, flopping limply to the mat on her back once Leila released her!

Now seated upon the mat, Leila looked with amusement at the unconscious heavyweight laid out before her, an arrogant smirk upon her face. "Sleeping on the job again? Sooo irresponsible!" she chuckled.

Leila would pick herself back up her feet to stand menacingly over the fallen champ. Grinning, she decided this was the perfect opportunity for a photo op! So the punk would fish her phone out from her bra and turn the camera to selfie mood. Then, she would promptly plenty her foot between Garlim's breasts and flex her free arm, striking a pose atop the unconscious fighter, looking like a big game hunter who had just felled their latest trophy! "Smile, precious," Leila sneered, and would aim the camera at herself to take the pic, immortalizing Garlim's humiliating moment where she was knocked unconscious in her own octagon by schoolgirl bully!

[APlaying]

Garlim, stunned, felt a heavy pressure on her chest, as if an enormous weight were immobilizing her. It took her a moment to remember where she was: in her own octagon, crushed by that upstart Leila. And now, it seemed that she too was being humiliated, placed above her like a grotesque trophy. Garlim half-opened her eyes, seeing Leila's vain figure in a blur. While she simply no longer had the strength to move, she could only gasp, utterly defeated.

[Darius 2.0]

With her conquering foot placed squarely on an unconscious Garlim's chest, Leila had plenty of time take all the pics she wanted for her little photoshoot! Her other arm flexed with her making the cutest of kissy faces, taking as many selfies as she pleased. Once she was satisfied, she took the phone off camera mode and set to work posting to the pics to her social media! Her followers were going to love it when they learned she had turned another so-called 'fighter' into her bitch. She had built something of a reputation of humbling athletes like Garlim. The blonde just happened to be her latest victim!

She had just finished posting the last of her pics when she felt a stirring under her foot. Looking down, she saw the unconscious heavyweight was starting to come to again, causing Leila to smirk. Pocketing her phone again, she would look down at the woman she had underfoot with hungry eyes. "Welcome back, bitch," she sneered. "That's twice you've gone out me now! Poor little thing. Do you need a break? Well, too bad! It's time for round 3..."

Not bothering to wait for Garlim to be ready this time, Leila would reach down and grab the blonde by her long hair, and would use it to force the bigger woman onto her knees before her! The schoolgirl would then move to step over Garlim's shoulders and would grab the back of her head to press her face against the crotch of the white cotton panties under her skirt! Once she did that, her thick, black thighs would close around her head and throat before they would cross at the ankles, locking together. Once all was done, Leila would straighten up, putting an insanely tight squeeze down on Garlim's head for a devastating standing headscissor!

Spoiler

[APlaying]

The vision of the defeated blonde goddess gradually noticed Leila's figure more and more clearly, her angry expression was becoming more and more noticeable with each passing second. Leila would watch this with amusement and decided to continue the torture, Garlim could only let out a weak grunt as she was grabbed by the scalp, forcing her to sit on her knees.

Garlim's face was now pressed firmly against the fabric of Leila's panties, her nose pressed into the wet cotton. She felt the heat of Leila's body seeping through her. The blonde's eyes were narrowed in fear and humiliation, as she tried to raise her hands for release from the crushing grip of Leila's thighs, but it proved futile and she could only slide her hands over the African American's thighs.

Her face was red with a mixture of anger and submission, her mouth open in a silent scream. As Leila tightened her grip, Garlim felt his head being squeezed mercilessly, and her vision blurred from the pressure.

She tried to breathe, but it was impossible with her face sunk into Leila's crotch. The blonde's mind was filled with thoughts of defeat and submission, her body screamed in protest at the cruel treatment she was receiving.

[Darius 2.0]

Despite being the clear winner in the impromptu fight, Leila was apparently not satisfied enough with her victory. Instead of walking away and taking the win, she decided to continue her punishment of the MMA champ, pulling her up onto her knees so she could wrap her deadly legs around her neck in a standing headscissor! Leila will have forced poor Garlim against her cotton white panties, forcing her to inhale her scent while her thicc thighs squeezed around her head and neck, cutting off her air and blood flow in one fell swoop!

Leila was able to look past the valley of her breasts down at Garlim's head poking out from between her thighs. Already it was beginning to change colors thanks to the merciless flexing of her legs. The bully locked gazes with her victim and was delighted to see the fearful, submissive look in her eyes at that moment! It was a far cry from the fierce and determined woman she had met when she first walked in the gym.

"Aw, what's the matter?" Leila cooed down at Garlim, resting her hands upon her generous hips, making the act of torturing the fighter look easy! "Does it hurt? You want your momma?" Elila's pouty lips would then curl into a cruel sneer. "Bitch, I'm your momma now...."

Leila would continue to flex her powerful, chocolate thighs around poor Garlim's head, compressing so tight around her that it looked like she might knock the blonde out again! But before that could happen, Leila would open her legs and release Garlim, letting her drop to the mat onto her back! For a beat, Leila would allow Garlim the honor of looking up her skirt. Then she would kick her legs out from under her and drop her full weight butt-first onto Garlim's chest for a brutal Banzai drop!

[APlaying]

Garlim's eyes widened in terror as she saw Leila's legs tighten around her neck, cutting off her air supply. She tried to struggle, but it was useless. Her vision began to blur and she felt as if her head was about to explode from the pressure. As Leila's thighs tightened even more, Garlim's face turned bright red and her mouth opened in a silent scream.

She felt as if she were being crushed, her lungs burning from lack of oxygen. Leila's voice was like music to Garlim's ears, but it only seemed to taunt her as she provoked her with cruel, sarcastic words.

When Leila's legs finally released Garlim's head, she collapsed onto the mat with a thud, gasping for air. Her vision was blurred and her head was spinning from lack of oxygen. She lay there, helpless and vulnerable, while Leila stood over her with a cruel smile on her face. For a moment, Garlim caught a glimpse of Leila's panties, a flash of white fabric that seemed to mock her.

The blonde goddess became enraged, causing her to try to get up, but before she could process what was happening, Leila kicked her in the legs, causing Garlim to fall backward. In a second, Garlim's chest was compressed under Leila's full weight.

She felt as if she were being crushed, her lungs compressed by the pressure. Leila's buttocks were pressed firmly against her chest, and Garlim could feel the heat of her body seeping through her clothes.

[Darius 2.0]

Leila was by no means a light lady. Though smaller than Garlim, she still a thicc and stacked woman, carrying quite a bit of weight when it came to her butt and thighs. So when she dropped her entire weight down onto Garlim's chest butt-first, the impact would be brutal indeed! There would be plenty of cushioning between her and the blonde thanks to her bubbly butt, but she would still practically pancake the fighter underneath her in another display of humiliating violence!

Now seated upon the chest of her barely conscious opponent, Leila looked down between her legs at Garlim's red face as she panted for breath. The sight brough a wicked smile to the bully's face. Despite having long been decided the winner of their fight, her pitiless dark eyes showed she still wanted to torment the big blonde. SO the next thing she would do is move her legs in such a way that her knees would be pinning down Garlim's arms, trapping them down against the mat.

If Leila managed that, she would look down at Garlim with a nasty grin before she would crack her knuckles in each hand. Then, without any other warning, she would unleash a vicious punch into one of Garlim's cheeks! Then she would deliver another punch with her other hand! And another! And another! Soon, Leila would be deliver a vicious ground and pound into Garlim's face with wanton abandon! She would knock the poor woman's head back and forth with a series of lefts and rights, literally pummeling her into submission!