Rossweiss vs Heather: Kinky pit boxing

The crowd let out a roar of cheers as Heather fell to a seated position. "Hey Heather, it's too early to go to bed." Rossweiss smirked as she roughly grabbed her by the hair lifted her to her knees. Her plastic cock just inches from her face. "You know what they say, one good turn deserves another."

Too add insult to injury, she slapped Heather's face with her plastic cock twice before violently shoves it straight into her mouth. Heather didn't hesitate to do this to her, and neither would she.

Heather was dazed and lacking air in her lungs from those gut shots earlier. Heather was raised to her knees, and then disrespected with 2 slaps of Rossweiss' strap-on to her face before the budding rose of AFW shoved the plastic cock into Heather's to begin thrusting. Heather gagged on the strap-on, and saliva would cover it as Heather struggled to breathe with it in her mouth. Heather's eyes would roll into the back of her head from the skull fucking and the AFW crowd was enjoying every moment of it as they yelled out a series of "YES!!!" chants with each yes being louder than the last.

"I am so loving this." Roseweiss laughed as she grabbed her by the back of her head and pushed it in further down her throat as she continued to thrust back and forth. Confident if she didn't give up soon, she'll pass out.

Heather would tap out giving Rossweiss a fall. Sure it was embarrassing, but Heather would rather give up one point than the whole match. Heather would gasp for air as the strap-on left her mouth leaving a thin line of saliva from Heather's mouth to the strap-on. Heather would take deep breathes to recover before getting back to her feet and going back to her corner to wait for the referee's signal to continue. Heather tried to ignore the wild AFW crowd cat calling her after what just happened.

"Aww what's the matter?" Rossweiss cooed mockingly at her as she backed away and looked down at Heather's pathetic form. She retreated back to her corner for a while until the referee gave the signal to continue.
Once it began, she circled around Heather throwing a few jabs and awaited her reaction.

Heather was seething mad now. Heather got out of her corner and saw Rossweiss going for some jabs. Heather would block some but then catch one with her left glove. Heather would attempt to nail a devastating right hook to Rossweiss' face with an enraged look in her eyes. "Stupid bitch, I'm kick your ass!" Heather said before she fired off her rage fueled strike.

Heather got too impulsive. Roseweiss saw the rage filled attack coming a long time ago. She ducked underneath her right hook and counter with a right hook of her own at Heather's stomach.

Her stomach had taken quite a beating, just a few more shots and she would go down once more.

Heather's impulsiveness got her in some more trouble, as Rossweiss ducked underneath Heather's hook. Then Heather would take a hook to her hurt stomach, making it harder for Heather to breathe. Heather would backpedal from the blow but she would backpedal into the ropes behind her. Heather would put up her guard to prepare for what Rossweiss had planned for her.

Another golden chance! Roseweiss would be foolish to let this slide. Quickly she advanced as Heather put up her guard.
She punched, and punched and punched. Switching between face, breast and stomach. It didn't matter if Heather was guarding, with a barrage of random punches hitting everywhere, she was bound to score some good hits.

The budding rose of AFW got some shots in on Heather with some randomly placed shots. However, Heather keep her eyes open for an opening to see a pattern. Heather managed to find it in a stomach shot from the rookie. Heather would deflect it to the side, and counter with a hard uppercut aimed for Rossweiss' jaw to try to regain some control in this match. Heather took quite the beating in the corner earlier and she wanted to repay the rookie for that if she could.