The pray in the spider web: Widowmaker (debut) vs Lilly Maringly

Widow would look down to her opponent, thinking about all the beautiful things the two could do together. All the pain she could put onto her, all the nice submission move Widow could put her into. Or the French could just keep beating her until she would pass out. The possibilities were limitless. It would take the French to finally settle onto one. She would bow forward trying to grab the hair of the smaller girl again to pull her back up to her feet once more. Before forcing Lilly to walk backwards, before putting her right into the corner. There in the corner, widow would grab the arms of the smaller girl putting them over the top rope to hang her in the corner. Then widow would start dancing around the corner with quick steps.

IT was time for some workout! Widow would start throwing jabs at her opponent over and over some fast not so powerful jabs aiming at the whole upper body of Lilly. Mostly Widow was aiming for the bare chest of the smaller girl but she would also try to hit her head and her stomach with the punches. Because widow had hung the smaller girl in the corner she knew she wouldn´t fall down to the floor suddenly and didn´t need to hold back.

Lilly would groan as she was pulled up by the hair for more of her beating. She would be tossed into the corner with her arms hung up over the top rope. She would look her opponent in the eyes desperately looking for any signs of mercy. Unfortunately there was none.

As widow began dancing around in a fighting stance lilly would just start to cry harder as she knew what was coming. Her body was pumbled with jabs and quick punches. Her chest seemed to be the main target of the purple heel. Every punch causing her big breasts to jiggle and shake, every jab causing more breath to be forced out of the girl, every strike causing her head to knock back.

She was becoming dizzy from being the French woman's punching bag. She was breathing heavily and sobbing softly. She would start to see double, than triple as she took blows to her head. She wanted to fall to her butt onto the ring floor but widow had tied her up good. She sat in that corner just taking blow after blow. Drool leaking from her mouth, her eyes wide with her pupils shrinking. She couldn't even hear anything anymore. Her ears were ringing and her world was spinning. Her body was now bruised as well.

Widow was enjoying beating up the little woman like that. Hitting punch after punch onto her weak and soft body make her only want to hit her harder. And widow knows she didn’t need to hold back for any reason. No one would stop her and because she was only touching Lilly for a short moment there wouldn´t be any rope break DQ for her.

But after some time Widow started to get bored. The look on the face of the little woman was pretty nice but the French was starting to get bored of it, so she needed something new. After throwing one last jab onto the breast of the smaller girl she would step back from her hopping she would hand in the corner a little bit longer. After brining a bit space between the two woman widow would smirk at the smaller one before starting to sidestep closer to her again. When the French was close enough she would slowly raise her leg before sending a super kick right to the chin of the smaller girl with everything she had.

Widow would then slowly put her leg down again and onto the mat again, standing in front of the smaller girl, before reaching out with her hand and pull her out of the corner only to throw her down onto the mat in a rough way and step over her.

Lilly would be a crying mess blankly starring at her french purple abuser. Each punch would make her yelp and cry and make her breasts jiggle. Kana's body was numb by the end of this beating. The only thing keeping her awake and conscious was the aching pain throughout her body.

The last punch would be the hardest making her breast jiggle wildly before she would sigh when her opponent stepped back. She breathed heavily and was sweating profusely now as she was exhausted. Her head would fall down as her chin rested on her own chest only to have her head forcefully raised by the super kick.

Lilly felt like her world had shattered.  Her head was rattling and her world was spinning. Her eyes would go wide and her pupils would shrink before her world went black. She would stay hanging in the ropes limply twitching unconsciously, drool pouring out of her mouth and forming a puddle on the ring floor. Lilly would than be pulled down to the floor landing in her puddle of drool just laying there lifeless forced to wait for her opponents next move.

Widow was looking down to the smaller girl for some moments. Looks like there wasn´t much left in that little slut! But Widow wouldn´t waist anything and go for all she could. Suddenly the French saw how the ref was approaching to the two female fighters. That wasn´t so good. If she would check onto Lilly she would probably call her out cold and announce Widow the winner of the Match. And with that the fun would end, after the mat was called off Widow Couldn´t have fun with Lilly so freely as she wanted without having some security guys were coming out of the back And widow wasn´t really looking for a handicap fight.

So widow would need to keep on working on the smaller girl holding the zebra off.
Without holding back widow would raise her bare foot and then stomp right onto the back of the smaller girl with her bare foot, aiming right for her spine. After that Widow would step over the smaller girl putting each of her legs onto one side of the little slut before sitting down right there where her foot hit her back just a few moments ago. Widow wouldn’t waist any times putting the arms of her opponent over her knees. Then the French would reach out with her hands trying to warp them around the chin of Lilly, before starting to pull her head backwards with brutal force. Widow tried to put in this camel clutch just to hurt her opponent as badly as she could, bay pulling the head of the smaller girl back with all she had.
The ref girl would ask Lilly if she wanted to tap out.
 

Lilly laid there completely dazed and unaware of what was going on. She was unaware if the ref had called the match or if she was still in for more of a beating. Her answer would come quickly when she felt the bare foot of widow stomp down on her already injured spine. She would hear a slight crack and would scream bloody murder before she felt the weight of the purple heel sitting on her back. "Nnnnnnnnnn. Nnnnnno!" Lilly would babble with tears and drool leaking down her face but things were only going to get worse.

Lilly would feel her arms being dragged up and over her opponents legs being tucked in between her thighs and her body. She would feel the soft hands of the french slowly wrapping around her chin clenching roughly before pulling her back mercilessly. Lilly would scream at the top of her lungs as the only thing keeping her awake right now was the tremendous pain in her body. She would be forced to look up at the ceiling with the bright lights as well as the jumbo tron that was focusing on her pathetic face and her beautiful breasts jiggling and bouncing with every scream and cry coming from herself. She was too weak to struggle at all though. Her legs hadn't kicked at all and she wasn't squirming.

As the ref asked if she would like to tap out, Lilly would try to answer but Widow would have her in such a deep arch that her mouth was forced shut. She couldn't tap with her hands so all she could do was babble and moan and groan and gasp for air.

Widow would look angrily at the Ref girl. Did she really have to interfere again? Couldn’t that stupid bitch just stay out of this and let Widow have her way with Lilly… NO She needed to come back over and over running the fun for the French woman. Widow would shake her head for a moment, while the ref girl was staying there waiting for a answer of Lilly.
“She isn´t tapping! So get off before I make you!”, would widow scream out loudly. The ref girl would look surprised and a bit annoyed at the French but she would back away from her slowly, leaving Widow alone with her. So widow could keep torturing the smaller girl in the submission move. But the hold wasn´t so much fun for her… the stupid ref had just ruined it for her. Widow would keep her opponent in the submission a bit longer, pulling the head back with all so got. Widow felt how some warm liquid was running over her hand, form her posion she couldn´t tell it if were tears of the little girl or if it were
saliva. In both ways it was kind of what Widow wanted… she just wanted to break that little bitch.

After some time Widow would slowly let go of the chin of her opponent. That match was fun and all… but anything good had to end sometime! Widow was slowly making her way back up to her feet before bowing down and reaching with her right and for the hair for the small girl. In a rough way she would then start to tear her back up to her feet putting Lilly in front of her letting her Face away from Widow. Then Widow would pull her hair backwards forcing the smaller girl to bow backwards. When The Face of the girl was under widows, the French would smile. It was time for her spider bite.

Widow would now bow forward herself, pressing her lips onto the lips of the smaller girl, forcing a kiss onto the face of the cute woman. She would stay in this for a moment… the last time she did this with Tracer the fans were cheering her and she was enjoying it… but now the fans were booing her and it wasn´t feeling even close as good as when she did it with Tracer. After some moment Widow would shove her opponent away from her only to follow her. Widowmaker would spin around one time pulling her leg up high trying to send a spinning heel kick to the side of her opponents head. After that widow would stand over her opponent looking down to her for some moments, before dropping to her knees. There she would grab her opponent forcing hr to turn around and lay on her back, before starting to get down onto her knees and crawl over the smaller girl. When the heads of the women were at the same high, Widow would simply put one of her hands into the face of Lilly, pressing her head down for the count… this should be enough to take down this bitch!

The ref would look at the two woman for a moment, this was the first time she ever saw such a pin…. But after he confusion fainted she went down to the mat and started the count.

“One!”
 

Lilly would be completely limp as she was yanked back in the submission. The ref was asking if she could continue but she was unable to answer. The ref kept asking her but would get no response. The ref was ready to call the match but it seemed that widow wasn't done. She would be released from the camel clutch and wouldn't even notice.

Lilly would groan as she was woken by being yanked by the hair to her feet she would be submissive and wouldn't fight back as she was bent backwards painfully and awkwardly. Her eyes would be open in slits before she was kissed by the purple french woman. Her eyes would widen and her cheeks would turn bright red as she was kissed. In an odd way, this felt good as Lilly somehow felt like she could melt into her abuser's soft lipped kiss. Her eyes would than close again moaning peacefully into the kiss.

All good things must come to an end though. She would feel the kiss get pulled away a string of saliva still connected between the two wrestlers lips. Lilly would still have her eyes closed and didn't really care what came next. She would stand up and be hit with a brutal spinning heel kick directly to the temple. Her world would go black once again as she fell to the mat limply landing on her front. Her large breasts taking most of the impact. She would feel herself being rolled onto her back. She felt Widow crawling on top of her and would hope for another soft kiss from her only to be greeted by a soft hand covering her face humiliatingly. Lilly would unconsciously give soft kisses and licks to the hand not knowing what she was doing. She was in dreamland as the pin count started.

Widow was pushing the head of the little woman down to the mat to pin her that way. It might have been one of the most ineffective ways to pin someone down to the floor and hold them there. But Widow was not going for effectively here, instead it was just to show off and enjoying humiliating the weaker girl at the same moment. There was no way how Lilly would get her shoulder just up in time, breaking up the pin. The French wasn´t even really sure if her opponent would get on her own up anytime soon. It could be that Lilly had to be carried to the backstage area, after this was over.

Suddenly Widow noticed something pretty strange, something wet right under her hand… She didn´t get at first what was happening there. But then she saw that Lilly was moving her cheeks and face, as she wanted to kiss someone… did this girl try to kiss the hand of the French? Did she go totally crazy now? Did widow hit her to hard on the head with the last kick or did Lilly already enter the ring with such an damage inside her brain?

But widow wouldn´t care much more about it instead she would try to press the head of her opponent harder into the mat. Waiting for the ref to go on with the count, followed by a loud count from the crowed:

“TWO!”
The crowed was pretty unhappy with the situation of the match, but they knew that It couldn´t end any other way; Lilly wasn´t more than a toy in the hand of the Purple woman.

Lilly would still be barely conscious. Her lips worluld be sloppy and wet now that she had made out with widows hands. The only thing that would rouse her was when her head was pressed harder into the mat. Her eyes would flutter open and she was slightly confused as to what was going on. That was until she heard the counting,

Lilly would sigh in relief almost having a smile on her face. It was finally going to be over. Her pain and torture was coming to a peaceful end. She only had to endure 1 more count with this hand pressed against her face. She didn't care that she was half naked with her breasts exposed anymore. Odds are she wouldn't be able to get up but that didn't matter to her right now. She was just glad it was going to be over. "Thank you..." she would whisper to widow for pinning her.