Rachel Carin vs. Serina Kashibara- No DQ Humiliation Match

Her counter-attack was Rachel's own undoing as Serina grabbed hold of the arm she used to punch with and wrapped it over her shoulder, jutting her hip into Rachel's own and pulling her over and onto the mat. The force coursed through her spine as she landed, causing her to arch her back and place a hand behind it for comfort.

Serina paused for a moment, taking in the sight of Rachel writhing in pain on the ground. Her dominating beat down thus far had started to improve her overall mood, but there was still quite a long way to go in that regard. There was still so much more she could do to this girl...

Strolling casually over to Rachel's side, Serina lifted one foot high up in the air, before stomping down on her fallen foe's bare belly, intending to press her heel down and grind it into Rachel's midsection.

"This is as boring as beating a sand bag! Let me hear you scream some!"

Whether she wanted to or not, Rachel was made to comply with her opponent's harsh request as she found a rough heel buried deep into her gut. "Gah!" she curled up around the foot as it bore into her, squinting hard from the feeling. Already this match was looking to be not much better than her last one, and possibly even worse.

"Sorry, what was that? I couldn't hear you." Serina cackled. Raising her foot, she continued her assault by throwing a kick to Rachel's ribcage, hoping to roll her over onto her stomach. From there, she would attempt to straddle her lower back, and proceed to try and pull Rachel's top off.

Rachel took a deep, forced breath as the foot pushing into her was removed from her stomach, which only caused the next kick to her ribs to be that much more painful. She coughed as she fell over onto her stomach, curling up slightly, when Serina's hands slid against her back and started to pull her hoodie up over her head. The quick flurry of blows made her too tired to resist, and her face turned a hot red as her upper body started to be exposed.

Pulling Rachel's hoodie off all the way, Serina flung it off to the side. Not content with just some physical torture, she wanted to start adding in some psychological torment and humiliation along with it. Still seated atop Rachel's back, she hooked her hands beneath her foe's jaw, before leaning all the way back, aiming to entrap her in a chin lock.

Her upper body exposed, Rachel blushed with embarrassment when she found a pair of hands beneath her chin, pulling back and arching her spine harshly. The other girl was larger, and seemed to be stronger, but Rachel decided she needed to start fighting back if she didn't want to be utterly humiliated once again. As Serina pulled her head back, she reached for her arms, attempting to pull them off, while she bent her knees as well as she could in hopes of getting into a standing position where the hold would be useless.

"What's the deal going commando? You that much of a slut or are you just too stupid to know how to put on a bra?" Serina mocked, noting Rachel's lack of undergarments. Still, the girl had started to show some signs of defiance now, putting up some decent resistance to her hold.

Opting not to waste the time and effort trying to maintain it, Serina quickly released the hold. However, rather than give up her current position, she instead clasped her hands together and aimed a double-axe handle blow to the back of Rachel's skull.

If Rachel was going to be honest, those words hurt. Still they did not nearly hurt as much as the hard blow she took to the back of the head, sending her back onto her hands and knees, panting desperately. This girl's taunts lit a fire in her, that made her refuse to give up more than usual, but she had a feeling they were both only getting started.

Serina could tell her insults were getting under the girl's skin, but it was kinda hard to tell how much. She was pretty used to getting some trash talk back, but Rachel seemed so weak she couldn't even reply through the beating Serina was giving her. Not that that was gonna stop her, of course.

"Ohh, sorry. I guess you don't even need a bra with that flat-ass chest of yours!" She laughed cruelly. With Rachel down on all fours in front of her, Serina drew her leg back, before throwing a punt kick with all her might, aimed right between Rachel's legs.