Re: Thunder & Lightning vs Love & Lust: Strip Smother Collar Chaos
Posted: Tue May 05, 2026 3:18 pm
Storm wasn’t an all-out S&M fetishist, but right now she could certainly see the appeal. Punishing this bratty boy with an over-the-barricade, bare-ass spanking was surprisingly satisfying. Her eyes had taken on a cruel, domineering look; as the spanking continued, it was possibly the first time in this unconventional match that Storm seemed to be truly enjoying herself.
Maybe Lyssa had been right to book this bout, after all. Dominating a deserving victim would be pretty fun way to spend the evening, she mused.
Her enthusiasm certainly showed in the viciousness of her spanks - poor Jamie got an absolute barrage of them to his plump, jiggling butt, leaving a distinct red mark on his exposed cheeks. The crowd jeered and crowed at this eye-watering punishment, urging Storm to continue the cruelty.
“Oh, you fickle bastards,” Storm chuckled to herself. She started to sketch out her next move, when Jamie decided to finally fight back.
He timed it well, catching Storm by surprise with a backhanded blow across her chest. She grunted at the stinging hit to her tits, and staggered backwards, her spanking onslaught finally interrupted.
“Gahh, you spoilsport,” Storm snarled angrily. Her opponent was still slumped against the barrier, and the Scotswoman was eager to resume punishing him, so she fought back quickly and aggressively, charging forward with a big raised boot to try and smash poor Jamie into the metal again.
Maybe Lyssa had been right to book this bout, after all. Dominating a deserving victim would be pretty fun way to spend the evening, she mused.
Her enthusiasm certainly showed in the viciousness of her spanks - poor Jamie got an absolute barrage of them to his plump, jiggling butt, leaving a distinct red mark on his exposed cheeks. The crowd jeered and crowed at this eye-watering punishment, urging Storm to continue the cruelty.
“Oh, you fickle bastards,” Storm chuckled to herself. She started to sketch out her next move, when Jamie decided to finally fight back.
He timed it well, catching Storm by surprise with a backhanded blow across her chest. She grunted at the stinging hit to her tits, and staggered backwards, her spanking onslaught finally interrupted.
“Gahh, you spoilsport,” Storm snarled angrily. Her opponent was still slumped against the barrier, and the Scotswoman was eager to resume punishing him, so she fought back quickly and aggressively, charging forward with a big raised boot to try and smash poor Jamie into the metal again.