Handicap Match: Sona vs Chelsea and Amy

The beatdown the two taller women were giving Sona was brutal. If it weren't for all the things she had gone through back at her old job, she would've been keeling over by now. Suddenly Sona felt the two wrestlers stop punching her poor stomach, giving her some relief but her relief quickly changed into panic when she felt Chelsea and Amy slinging her arms over their shoulders. She then felt the powerful impact of their back suplex, slamming her down on to the ring. Sona cried out in pain as she laid sprawled on the ring, huffing and groaning.

Looking over the girl they couldn't fathom how she was going to endure 3 knock outs without being a mess for a few weeks afterward but really only Chelsea cared. Amy was all to happy to keep going. The two friends looked at each other before nodding as they both knew what they wanted to try next, after all they had time.

Moving over to her sides they lifted her up slightly and stuck there legs around her with Chelsea's legs around her chest and Amy's around her body before clamping down around her body. The two were scissoring her entire body and trying to cut off her air supply and add on to the pain in the process just to see how long the girl could endure.

Sona stirred on the ring and tried to get up but suddenly felt two pair of legs wrapping around her body. Chelsea and Amy had gotten down and trapped her in a double scissor and they were squeezing hard. Sona felt the increasing pressure they were applying on her chest and stomach, forcing more and more air out of her. Sona grunted and tried to pry their legs apart and flailed her legs.

While this feels good, I can't stay in between here for too long! Sona thought but the previous beating her stomach had taken and now the added on pressure from their amazingly strong legs were making it hard for her to think.

The two were working in a tangent to make sure that they caused as much pain as possible with the hold as they sought to make sure there was no chance for Sona to escape unless they said so. Twisting and turning there legs to try and make it worse on her while they still had her, they only needed a few more moments.

Eventually Chelsea pulled away and stood up but Amy kept hers locked in as Chelsea looked down. "You know I almost feel bad. maybe we should take turns for the rest of this round." she said while Amy looked up and smirked. "Fine by me. Mind if I go first?" Chelsea simply waved her hand as if to say yes before Amy let go of the scissor hold and grabbed Sona's hair to bring her to her feet.

Sona was in a lot of excruciating (but pleasurable) pain as she felt the two pair of legs trapping her. She eventually stopped struggling and allowed them to just keep on squeezing when suddenly Chelsea let her go and told Amy they should take turns. This gave Sona some relief until Amy grabbed her by the hair and brought her to the feet.

"Your feet smell horrible," Sona taunted quietly as she tried to struggle.

Amy slowly brought her up and smiled though her smile got more challenging at Sona's attempt at a taunt as merely shook her head. "You really must be hoping to smell them if that's all you can say little Sona." She said as she brought her hand under her legs and lifted her up and over her shoulder.

Holding her up in the air Amy walked around with Sona on her shoulder to mess with her. Chelsea clapped along as if egging the blonde on before finally Amy decided enough was enough as she dropped her down to the floor in a body slam.

Sona felt Amy lift her up in the air and carried her around the ring with Chelsea clapping behind her. Sona tried to struggle but was caught off guard when Amy suddenly slammed her down on the mat with a powerful bodyslam! Sona cried out in pain, she groaned as she rolled onto her stomach and put her hand on her back to try and soothe the pain. Ok, this might be a problem but I can already tell this will be fun and pleasurable, Sona thought, I'm going to need a plan and I need one fast.

Amy wasn't done there either as she stood over the girl who was clearly out of her league before grabbing her arms and sitting on her back. From there she would grab her arms and lift her up and over her legs then grab her chin and bring it up for a camel clutch submission hold.

"This shouldbe a nice way to stretch you out Sona, give a everyone a good look at how flexible you are." she mocks the helpless girl as she tries to stretch her to her limits while Chelsea keeps a close eye on the action.

Sona grunted in pain as Amy pulled her back into a camel clutch, one of her personal favourite moves to be put in. Sona cried out as Amy kept on pulling her back, bending her pretty far back. Sona let out a little quiet chuckle as she glanced back at Amy. "Is-is this, UGH! Really the best you got?" Sona taunted with a cheeky smirk, "I've taken worse from others Pussy Cat!"

"Hey. Not at all. But to pull out all the stops would be the nice thing to do. But I don't want to end things too quickly I want to make this last as long as I can. After all it would be very easy to simply choke your little ass out." she mocked as Sona clearly wasn't aware of how painful Amy could be making this. Then against she also wasn't sure how much of that Sona would enjoy, was she more into pain or pleasure. Given by the taunts, Amy was willing to bet pain.

So she kept the hold on a bit longer but eventually let go with one hand and brought it to Sona's breast which she promptly began squeezing with the intention to cause as much pain as possible before she was done with Sona.