Rachel Carin vs. Serina Kashibara- No DQ Humiliation Match

As Rachel regained her breath, she found herself being lifted ankle-first, her privates dangerously exposed. Before she had a chance to react, though, Serina had viciously kneed her in the crotch, causing Rachel to scream out from the tremendous pain. Writhing, she reached to cover herself with both hands, gritting her teeth in hopes of dulling the pain.

Serina once again paused to admire her handiwork, standing over Rachel as she writhed in pain. Feeling inspired to test out a new cruel move, she reached down and grabbed her hapless foe by her short, dark hair. Yanking her up, she intended to drag her over to the ropes and shove her face against the top rope. Making sure Rachel's eye sockets were pressed against the rope, Serina would run towards the nearby turnbuckle, dragging her along and hoping to give her a vicious friction burn before finally slamming her skull into the corner post.

Rachel yelped loudly as she was lifted to her feet by nothing but her hair and pressed face-first into the ropes. She closed her eyes in time to avoid touching the rope with her open eye, but it still hurt badly when her head was cruelly slammed into the turnbuckle.

Still grasping Rachel by the hair, Serina pivoted her body, crouching low and hunching over. With a strong heave, she attempted to flip Rachel over with another over-the-shoulder throw, hoping to slam her face-first into the mat.

Being lifted over Serina's body by nothing but her hair hurt intensely, and Rachel cried out from the pain as she collided with the mat. Groaning, she lifted herself up to sit on her elbows, one hand running her fingers through her hair to make sure it was all still there.

Stepping over Rachel, facing her feet, Serina would bend down and grab one of her legs. Hooking it under her armpit, she would then lean back, aiming to lock in a standing single-leg Boston Crab.

"How's THIS feel, you shitty slut?"

Rachel had a reply ready for Serina's question. It hurt, it hurt a lot. Of course all she was able to say was "Gaaaaaahhhaaaahhh!" As her leg was wrenched backwards. Wracked with the pain, she grabbed her head with both hands, flailing her free leg. If she was lucky, perhaps her free leg would strike her opponent, letting her escape.

After the last time, Serina was a bit more conscious of Rachel's wildly flailing limbs, though her struggling was making it hard to maintain the hold.

"Ghhhhh... Hold still you friggin' cunt!" Serina growled. Keeping her grip with one arm, Serina reached down with her free hand and grabbed at Rachel's exposed womanhood, trying to sink in a claw hold.

The pain of the combined attacks on her groin and back were causing immense pain for Rachel, stopping her squirming as she could barely focus. "Ahhhhh... jesus fuck! Stop!" she cried out as her sensitives were roughly violated, clawing at the mat with her hands in a vain attempt to escape.

"Try and make me~" Serina mocked, intent on milking her two-pronged torture for as long as possible. She wanted to make Rachel pay for ripping her clothing. Tightening her grip, she hoped to increase the pain and pressure even more.