Alpha Cats Battle: Ossi Shamar Vs Berserk Liger

[The Riders]

The ref, seeing the crying and begging to be let go, broken Ossi. Calls for the bell to be rung as she goes to try and pull Liger off of her opponent back, before being shoved backwards by the young woman who plans on soaking in her dominant victory the only way she knows how to. By humiliating and waiting till Ossi passes out from the hold or just accepts its, either way the ref can only keep trying to pull her off and even calls for other refs to help her out.

Patting her opponent bare naked backside with her gloved hand. Liger let's out a cute yawn after being declared the winner of the match, but she smirks and chuckles seeing the ref ask her to get off, and she refuses to. ' Why should I get off my throne for, hmm. My poor little Ossi surrendered and is now my personal seat, she should be grateful that I even allowed her to get one pin fall on me.' Liger yells loudly, placing her right leg down and crossing her left now. But saying that in a way so that her defeated foe can see that she was tricked by the heelish woman. 'Beside, the only good thing about Ms High and Mighty is ending up like this beneath her betters like me and my stable group.'. Wanting to make sure that the woman is out cold before finally getting off the woman back with a sigh.

Pulling out a golden tube of lipstick and opens it up, and kicking the other woman over onto her back. Liger with a cruel grin on her face writes in big letters on Ossi toned stomach with the words' Liger Weak Bitch' with a kiss mark underneath the words. Smirking at her handiwork, leaning down and gives Ossi one last kiss and tells her' When you wake up you're going to tell your little friends that you're my personal training dummy Ossi... I can't wait to get in the ring with you again.' She giggles and slides out of the ring, embracing the boos and cheers as she stares at the broken opponent she crushed in the ring.

[arktriumph]

The bell rang at long last, giving a tiny measure of release to the broken Syrian heiress as she lay beneath Liger, having been comprehensively destroyed by the other woman in the ring. Even then, however, Liger remained on top of her, berating her and confirming what Ossi had come to suspect - the first fall of the match had been bait, drawing the arrogant Arab into this trap that left her so utterly beaten. She let out a faint whine as Liger's hand spanked her naked backside once more.

"I surr... I surrend... nnhh..." But it was all too much for Ossi. Before she could even finish her last pathetic round of begging she passed out beneath Liger, her eyes drifting shut and leaving her there, naked, shamed and unconscious in front of all the LAW fans. Only once she was out cold did Liger deign to dismount, letting Ossi's limp body flop to the canvas.

Her humiliation was not yet done, however. Oblivious, Ossi lay there as Liger scrawled her message across the Syrian's abdomen in golden lipstick, leaving her marked with a souvenir of the disastrous match. With her handiwork completed Liger slid from the ring, leaving Ossi out cold and defeated, with the referee trying and failing to bring her around. Both physically and sexually obliterated by Liger, Ossi was in a deep sleep now.

The only mercy for her now was that she wasn't conscious to hear the renewed chorus of mocking jeers that rained down on her from all sides as her limp body was carted from the ring...

WINNER: BERSERK LIGER