Hardcore match. Marissa vs Vritra. No holds barred.

"Whoa!!!" Marissa would yelp as she was thrown off the muscular woman's back like a bucking bronco. She would land on her back and roll a few times before laying there confused on what had just happened. Her hand would palm her face as she regretted ever trying to show off against such a serious challenging opponent.

After her little pity party was over, She would look up over at her opponent who looked demented. Her face just read hate and showed it as well. Marisa would cringe and twitch nervously as she stared at this  sexy angry woman. She would slowly stand up and start backing away with her hands up. She would be looking the woman up and down noticing the tears she had formed in vritra's suit exposing all of her privet areas.

"I'm very sorry vritra. no need to do anything rash. Don't blow this out of proportion. This is a match by the way, Things like this happen all the time. Marissa would continue backing herself up until she unfortunately hit the corner trapping herself in a small space with a sexy and angry demon looking to break her. This wasn't good.

Vritra scowled menacingly as she slowly walked towards Marissa, who backed away towards the corner. After brutally humiliating her earlier, she even had the gall to try to talk her way out of this.

"I was so wrong about you..." Vritra growled, her voice sounded deep and hoarse, which was entirely different compared to her voice earlier. "Trying to weasel your way out after humiliating me..." She clenched her fists, her muscles bulging as she did so. "You are pathetic." Now standing before Marissa at the corner, she would loom over the woman.

"I will enjoy DESTROYING you..." Vritra grinned, echoing Marissa's words from before.

After saying that, she would grab Marissa by her shoulders before driving her knee into her groin. She would do so several times, and she would continue until she was satisfied.

Marissa's attitude had changed since she had lost her dominant position. She would try to form words as she continued backing away from the now almost naked sext demonic looking woman. "No... You don't understand! I was just playing with you! trying to kid around! I didn't mean anything I said"

Marissa would look at the large muscular female cringing as her muscles bulged. The last thing she wanted to feel was this woman's wrath but she would get it now.

"OOOF" Marissa would gas as her shoulders were grabbed and her crotch was struck by Vritra's strong knee. Tears would form in the corner of her eyes after the first and begin streaming freely after everyone after that. She would first try to cover her crotch but after so many low blows, She would almost lose balance. She would keep one hand in front of her crotch while the other held onto the rope hoping to keep herself up on her feet. The last thing she wanted was to be caught sitting in the corner of a raging muscle woman.

Vritra would continue pounding Marissa's groin with her knee for some time until she stopped, when she grinned at Marissa. Then, she would bring one of her hands to the other woman's crotch, slipping her thumb into one leg hole of her leotard and her four other fingers into another.

"Ready for your destruction, bitch?" Vritra asked before yanking up the bottom of Marissa's leotard, attempting to give her battered pussy a painful wedgie. She would let the fabric of Marissa's wrestling suit being wedged into the fold of her vagina, and for extra measure, she would grind it into Marissa's pussy, as if mimicking a lumberjack sawing through a block of wood.

Marissa would be crying now as her sore pussy was pounded by the unforgiving woman's knee. Marissa would beg Vritra to stop but to no avail. She would sigh in relief as the kneeing stopped but things were only going to get worse for the militant woman.

"AHHHHHH!!!" Marissa would squeal as her lower lips were invaded by a sharp pain of her lower leotard. She would cry louder, tears running down her face and her hand slapping uselessly at Vritra's strong arms. Her pussy was already sore from the kneeing but this was just cruel. Her lower lips would become red from the burning sensation in her ravished crotch. Her lips quivering and legs kicking cutely as she looked the brutal strong woman in the face. "please! Stop!!!" Marissa would whimper as it felt like she was going to be split up the middle by her leotard digging into her pained burning and sore crotch.

Vritra laughed heartily as she looked at her opponent pathetically crying after having her leotard being painfully wedged between her sore pussy. "Hahahahaha!!! How does that feel, bitch?! Want to talk big now!?!"

She would continue yanking up the leotard, using Marissa's own weight against her. She would continue doing so until gravity decided otherwise, in which the lower leotard would be torn under Marissa's weight.

"Gahhh... No!!!" Marissa would scream as her opponent taunted her continuously giving her the wedgie. Her pussy was screaming with her as she was actually lifted off her feet for a few seconds before the leotard fabric would stretch enough before it snapped getting stuck lodged painfully inside of Marissa's lower lips and ass cheeks.

The titantron was taking good advantage of this brutal move zooming in on her crying face, than her pained pussy and than her jiggling sore ass. She would fall to the floor as her leotard snapped and she would lean against the corner turnbuckle sobbing trying to wipe her own tears. "C'mon Marissa... your better than this!" She would say to her self but her body would say otherwise.

As Marissa attempted to stand her legs would shake and collapse having her fall back into the corner leaning against the turnbuckle. Her hands would cup her crotch rubbing it softly to sooth it and trying to make it feel better.

As Marissa was leaning against the turnbuckle after experiencing an atomic wedgie on her pussy, Vritra would slip out of the ring, going to the ring apron briefly in order to take a weapon. Then, she would return into the ring, bringing not one, not two, but three weapons. All those weapons were dildos, each of them large and black in color. Still, they varied in sizes, with the largest being at least 25 inches in length and 2.5 inches in girth.

"Now..." Vritra's voice sounded feminine and soft again as she approached Marissa, holding all the dildos she had in her hands. "Want to guess which one to enter which hole?" Vritra smirked devilishly as she gave one of the dildos a sensual lick.

Marissa would sit in the corner still trying to get a hold of herself before she would notice her opponent leaving the ring. She would see her come back with three different sized black dildos. She hadn't had any experience in this kind of stuff in the ring yet so she was nervous but intrigued.

Marissa would hear her opponents voice had gone back to her softer much more comforting feminine voice as she asked her to guess which dildo was going where. Marissa would shake her head quickly refusing to answer before blurting out "You wanna know where those are going? Their going inside of you!" She would yell defiently before spitting in her opponents face. She couldn't help but get a little wet as she watched her opponent lick the black dildo though.

Upon being spat at, Vritra just looked at Marissa, seemingly unimpressed. She wiped the spit off her face as she loomed over the other woman, dildos in hands before she dropped them in a rather dramatic manner.

"Wrong answer," she said. "Seems like you still have some fight left in you. Time to remedy that," then, Vritra would lift her foot and press it against Marissa's breasts, grinding her heel against one of them. Then, she would proceed to stomp on one of her tits, grinning madly as she stomped on said breast without showing even an ounce of mercy.

After humiliating her earlier, there's no way she could show this woman a mercy. This was only fair, after all.