The Most Sadistic Of All Snakes - Chalia vs. ViVi S. Valentine

[Hagen-Autem]

"Come now, sweetheart. Does this look staged to you?"

She wasn’t about to forget that.

ViVi's legs, slim but athletic, may not be the strongest, but they were exceptionally good at locking around a neck.

With Chalia lying on her back on the rope, her legs under each of the pinkette's arms, and ViVi's legs pinching her neck, there was nothing someone as utterly worn down as her could do to avoid being forced into an arch, further punishing her poor back. A rather ironic ending, because ViVi had been in control of this hater from the beginning, and she could even leave happy, because Chalia did nothing to her, other than being little more than an exotic punching bag.

"Fufufu..."

What else was needed to complete the humiliation?

The Third Queen bucked over her face, which was even better when Chalia gave her pleasure in exchange for mercy, the best thing for me. Then she played with her abdomen to keep her nervous and alert, and then she struck her down with a passionate kiss... What else did ViVi need to feel satisfied?

An idea suddenly struck the little pinkette succubus' head, and a triumphant smile spread across her lips—ViVi shook Chalia's body as if to free it, and then stretched down, pulling her legs and head to stretch her to her limit.

Spoiler

"Goodbye, love. Tap out if you want." She bent her back even further. Or pass out to give me an unforgettable victory! No pressure, love."

[reini]

Strangely enough, ViVi still remembered Chalia's comment from the very beginning of the match, teasing her about clearly being wrong. But the brunette was nowhere near being able to answer back with a quip, or really give the whole debacle a proper thought, given what was happening to her in the physical departament.

As ViVi was clearly enjoying herself, Chalia's body felt like it was literally being torn in half. The arch was so severe that her lower back SCREAMED in pain, the sharp ache radiating up her spine and down into her thighs. Her legs, trapped beneath ViVi's arms, were trembling uncontrollably - muscles burning from the unnatural angle, skin pressed painfully against the rough ropes. Every time ViVi shook her, Chalia's entire being seemed to vibrate with agony, her vision blurring as tears streamed down her temples to get lost in her already sweat-soaked hair.


Physically, she was broken and striped off of any will or dignity. Her breasts strained upward, tipped by painfully tight nipples that brushed against ViVi's abdomen with every breath. Her muscles stood out in stark relief against her frame- every contour visible as she fought against the impossible position. The third queen's weight pressing down on her stomach only added to her discomfort, making it impossible to catch her breath properly between sobs.

The most degrading part was how completely exposed she felt. There was no dignity in this position, no grace. She was bent, belly up, her boobs bouncing whenever ViVi shook her, unconsensually giving a show to the audience. The way ViVi stretched her further, pulling her legs and head until her body felt like it might snap, sent waves of helplessness crashing through her. Each movement sent fresh spasms of pain through her limbs, making her tremble pitifully.

Her mind had gone hazy with the combination of physical torture and psychological submission. Now all she could focus on was the overwhelming sensation of being completely owned by her enemy, and she was ready to do anything to finally get out of this situation. She is not getting her retribution she wanted so bad, best she can hope for mercy

"S-stop! I give up, I surrender!" she said in an airy moan

[Hagen-Autem]

The Queen of Roses tightened her grip around her poor opponent's neck. Her little boots made sure they were properly crossed beneath her squeaking jaw.

"Oh, you'll have to forgive me..." She said, tilting her head to one side; her pigtails swayed and her eyelids narrowed. "But what did you just say?"

She wasn't deaf, she just liked what she heard. But it wasn't enough...

Her adorable princess face darkened under her fringe very theatrically. ViVi murmured hesitantly as Chalia's back remained arched relentlessly, still held by that rope that no longer stretched, straining the tanned jobber's spine as the powerful petite played.

"Can you repeat that more clearly, please? I don't know if you're talking to me or the audience, sweetheart. Fufufu..."

And it was at that crucial moment that ViVi pulled Chalia's head down with her feet; at the same time, she lifted her back off the canvas to sit up. Poor Snake's body now hung upside down outside the ring, her legs wrapped around the middle rope. One slip and she would fall; all it took was for ViVi to take a fancy to discarding her, and the floor would be the next to welcome Chalia. Not even the referee could intervene: there was no rope break.

"Please, say it. Confess." she asked, gracefully resting her feet on Chalia's jaw. She wanted good shots of this. Showing off her rival's abdomen, her tired body, her weakness...

One arm held Chalia's leg tightly, while the other hand toyed with the brunette's thigh tendon, flirtatious, interested in exploring other ways to play with her body. And the audience gave her permission with whistles and cheers. Of course, ViVi S. Valentine had no plans to apply Hentai manoeuvres, no more.

And so, giving Chalia's crotch a merciless slap, she reaffirmed her exhibitionist hold, roaring for everyone to hear and support her.

"Admit in front of everyone who defeated you! Confess if it's all an act! Say it, sweetie~, say it!!"

[reini]

Chalia's body trembled, from fear and from sheer frustration and anger. The once-proud wrestler found herself in an unthinkable position, hanging upside down outside the ring, her limbs locked in place by ViVi's iron grip and her own ropes. Every muscle in her body ached, strained beyond its limits, making her whimp and moan.

The crowd's jeers and taunts only fueled the overall tragedy of her situation. Beads of sweat trickled down her face as she struggled against the ropes, her chest heaving with exertion. Never before had a single match turned out so hellish for Chalia.

“F-fuck... you...” she grunted through tears, frustrated by having to put up with a girl so much smaller than her dominating her, and being so hung up on that one, small thing she said, continuing to tease her about it

When ViVi tightened her grip and slapped her crotch, Chalia couldn't help but whimper pathetically. This is NOT something she would ever allow her enemy to do! She was clearly notthe dominant one; she was the one being broken, both physically and mentally. The back pain was excruciating, radiating down her spine and making every second feel like an eternity. She squealed pathetically, as the arch was so deep, the cracking of her bones was almost audible

“No... please...” she moaned, her voice cracking with emotion. “I... I can't take anymore...”

“I'm... I'm sorry,” she admitted, tears welling up in her eyes. “Please... just let me go...”

[Hagen-Autem]

The referee finally snapped out of it. Enough was enough; she raised her arms in a cross position, and immediately the timekeeper rang the bell.

The sharp trill of the instrument reached the succubus's ears, but it did not distract her. The match was over—ViVi's favourite sound.

“Your winner: ViVi S. Valentine.”

And that was the chorus she loved the most. Her skin even prickled with excitement, but she didn't lose her focus by wanting to celebrate. On the contrary: she enjoyed it discreetly.

Sticking her tongue out at the crowd, she said goodbye with a wink and a euphoric smile as beautiful as her joy at defeating this fourth-rate Snake. She kept her promise to Chalia: she let her go.

ViVi letting her fall sprawled on the ringside!

But ViVi didn't move from there. She remained seated on the apron, her arms crossed over the rope and her head resting on them, pedalling her legs in the air. She watched Chalia, like an unwanted companion, or at least that's how it would be until they came to pick her up. Pleased to send her off like this. Delighted with the result. Flattered to have had such a pathetic opponent... but one who worked so well to make her look intimidating. Even she doesn't believe she was so ruthless. But what kind of snake thinks one venomous bite is enough?

"Make sure they help you walk. I’d hate for you to forget who taught you how to fall properly." Clearly, she doesn't know when to stop biting.

ViVi was waiting for whoever was coming to pick up her rival. Just on a whim, she wanted to say goodbye by watching her leave. Cause' that was the best ending for her wicked theatrical show—the best possible way to etch herself into the minds of her opponent, fans of hers, and anyone who might challenge her in the future—her grand way of taking the first step in her career in the world of pro-wrestling!

[reini]

The ref, who allowed ViVi to continue breaking Chalia's spine despite her verbally surrendering, FINALLY decided to step in and force the pinkette to let go off of the larger girl. The victor stepped off the ring with a taunting gesture, but honsetly Chalia couldn't care less about that in this moment. What she had to go through was so painful, all she could think about is the relief. It was too much physically for her to feel the anger and frustration she normally would, which might be at least some silverlining.


She felt like something inside her back had shifted and refused to go back where it belonged (And maybe it did, that it being a disk). She lay there, half on her side, one knee bent awkwardly, fingers clawing at the mat as if it might pull her back together. Her vision swam as she forced herself to roll onto her back, staring up at the lights with a whiny moan.

She heard ViVi’s voice above her, clear, cruel and enfurating to the maximum

"Make sure they help you walk."

She felt weak, exposed and small despite being so much bigger than ViVi. This, by far, was a match she enjoyed the least in her career!

"Enjoy it," she said as the medics finally stepped in, carefully touching her shoulders, her arm, and eased her onto a stretcher. "Fucking "fufufu". I will remember this! Goodbye, bitch." she said through her teeth

[Hagen-Autem]

YOUR WINNER: VIVI S. VALENTINE BY SUBMISSION