Ally's unexpected opponent.

Ally had long given up her attempts at freeing herself. She had very strong endurance in this kind of stuff which ended up biting her in the ass. She had to endure more than 10 minuets of this before she would go limp. She would be laying in her back twitching as her eyes rolled up and her tongue fell out of her mouth actually landing against one of her nipples. She would unconsciously begin nursing with her own breast sucking the nipple like a newborn.

Ally was putty in Zaray's hands as she was forced to fall asleep being smothered by her own large pale milky breasts. She would moan lewdly and grow a small wet patch on her crotch that Zaraya would no doubt notice rubbing against her strong rock hard abs. Hopefully this wouldn't upset the Russian goddess for ally's sake but for the fans sake, they all hoped this would motivate Zaraya to continue the beating maybe even becoming more brutal.

It was safe to say that most of the fans in the arena had gotten over their disappointment over the match being changed. They were still getting the promised squash match, after all, and one that might turn out to be even more brutal then it would have otherwise been. For her part, Zarya was amused, watching Ally suckle on her own soft, milky breast, drooling all over herself in her sleep. The Russian's good humor vanished, however, when she realized Ally was actually grinding her moistening pussy against the amazons hard, well defined abs.

"...You've got to be kidding me..." She growled under her breath, shoving Ally's legs aside as she backed away. It was one thing to break an opponents sexually as well as physically, but it would be on Zarya's terms, not her opponents.

Zarya moved around to Ally's torso as the curvy girl lay there unconscious, grabbing her shoulders and pushing her into a sitting position. The Russian then settled behind her, pulling Ally's head back and looping her right arm under her throat in a classic Dragon Sleeper-hold. Zarya didn't apply real pressure just yet, keeping her grip just tight enough to keep Ally trapped and under control. For now at least.

"All right, slut... lets see how you like this!" What Zarya loved most about this hold was that it left her with a free hand to inflict all sorts of additional punishment. She reached down between Ally's outstretched thighs and roughly grabbing her by the crotch, squeezing painfully to awaken Ally in a most unpleasant way.

Ally would continue nursing herself softly mumbling into her own breasts as she sucked like a baby. Her crotch only becoming wetter as she was dominated and humiliated so roughly.

When Zaraya released her from the smother, Ally would continue sucking but the size of her breasts and the weight was to heavy to stay up without the help from the Russian's strong hands. Ally's mouth would make a cute popping sound as the nipple flopped out of her mouth, the remaining saliva leaking from her mouth and onto her neck and chest and the mat.

She would be unaware of what was going on as she was pushed up into a sitting position looking absolutely adorable to the crowd as she was basically a rag doll to the muscled goddess. Her head would be tucked into the girls armpit in a dragon sleeper. The only thing that started to wake her was the slight smell and feel of being in such an uncomfortable position. Her eyes would flutter as she slowly began to gain consciousness.

All of a sudden her consciousness would bite her in the ass as she woke up screaming with a sharp pain in her barley covered crotch. Zaraya was clawing her crotch brutally. Ally would scream and begin crying and babbling. She now saw why all the girls she had done it to acted this way. It hurt like hell. Her legs would kick and her arms would fly towards her crotch as she tried to pry Zaraya's hand away only stretching her pained area as Zaraya had a firm grip. The fans would be ecstatic, she had never heard a louder crowd than tonight. Tears would run down her face as she sobbed and put two and two together realizing all of the fans were laughing and cheering for her demise. She was being broken and it was barely even the beginning of the Russian's brutal show.

No doubt Ally Rostins *loyal fans* were having a field day, watching every inch of her luscious body writhe on the enormous titantron screen or zooming in with their cellphone cameras for some choice, wonderfully lewd shots. Images and video clips that would end up on the net before the night was over. Perhaps worst of all? The visible dampness spreading through Ally's bikini bottoms gave the impression that she *enjoyed* being dominated the same way she usually crushed helpless Kawaiis. 

It didn't matter to Zarya Volkov, she'd take what she wanted regardless and nothing was going to earn Ally sympathy or mercy from the Russian brute. She tightened her grip on the squirming, helpless Ally, compressing her throat between a muscular arm and the side of Zarya's body, inadvertently mashing Ally's cheek against one of the Russians own sizable breasts. The heat of the arena lights and the exertion had already left a light misting of sweat on the bigger woman's skin, a few droplets trickling down as her armpit hovered just above the curvy girls face. 

"That's right, give the fans a show. " Her voice a low, icy threat. "Did I say you could stop begging for mercy?" 

Her fingers tightened their grip painfully between Ally's thighs, ravaging her pussy in the brutal claw hold. Just to add insult to injury, Zarya used her thumb to stroke at the girls clit through the thin fabric of her bikini bottoms, tormenting her senses with conflicting sensual signals as the dragon sleeper slowly drew tighter.

Ally would continue writhing cutely and screaming as her crotch was brutalized. She wanted to stop but the pain wouldn't let her. She wanted to stop so she could stop her luscious body from jiggling and putting on a show for the audience. She would scream in embarrassment and horror as she head all of the flashes and the clicks of the cameras. There was no way this wouldn't be all over the internet. Ally dreaded constantly being reminded of this beating every time she went on line.

She would blush as she felt the wet patch growing and spreading across her crotch as she would attempt to cross her legs and close her thighs together trying to hide the fact from the few fans that hadn't already taken pictures and videos. To make things worse, the titantron formed words across it's screen as the announcer read the words saying "Send in your best pictures and videos with captions to get them on the titantron and share them with friends!" All of a sudden, Every single fan got out their phone. This was Ally's most embarrassing moment ever. She would hear the fans laughing and applauding some of the pictures and videos that were already sent. She would sob loudly into Zaraya's armpit.

Ally's squirming and struggling only earned her more pressure from the dragon sleeper. Her body would writhe more causing her legs to unfold and expose her now soaked crotch to everyone. The large soft breast rubbing against her face every time the Russian bully squeezed didn't help her case as it only made Ally moan loudly. She would yelp and gag as droplets of sweat began dropping off of her foe's armpit. Some landing all over her face, some landing in her eye's, some even landing in her gaping mouth that was desperate for air as she sucked in the only available armpit air above her.

She heard Zaraya order her to keep begging but she couldn't form any words besides "P...ppp please!" She would try to speak more but the dragon sleeper was too tight. Ally would try to do what Kawais have done to her before that worked about 50/50 of the time. She would reach out her long tongue and begin running it along every crevice of Zaraya's sweaty armpit. She would gag as she tasted how salty it was but it was the only form of begging she could preform. She would try kissing it as well peppering it with multiple soft smooches.

Ally's worship begging seemed to be in vain as she felt the claw grow tighter and sharper causing her to scream sending tickling vibrations through the Russian's armpit. Her clit would be stroked through her bikini causing her to become close to the edge. Her moans and screams of both pain and pleasure grew louder and louder as she was choked, clawed, and stimulated.

A low, sultry laugh escaped the Russian's lips, knowing full well that she had Ally on the edge, torturing her dripping sex before an arena full of the blue haired girls own supposedly loyal fans. She felt Ally begging in the only way she could, worshiping the muscular woman's armpit with her lips and tongue. Unfortunately, the sensation didn't coax the Zarya Volkov to release her prey. Instead... she doubled down, shifting her position slightly so that she was outright smothering Ally with her musky, sweaty armpit while maintaining the choke.

In the same instance, Zarya pulled Ally backwards, forcing the curvy girls back into an even more dramatic arch and forcing her legs to spread before the ravening crowd. Her fingers alternated between clamping down on her tormented pussy and clawing at her soft inner thighs if Ally dared to try and close her legs to protect herself. Cruelly, and living up to her bully reputation, Zarya would lessen up on the pressure, forcing on teasing Ally's slit through her bikini bottoms before pouring on the agonizing pressure again.

"You're gonna pass out again, slut." Zarya spoke, low enough that only Ally could hear. "That's three times. Too bad I'm not going to accept it. You're in for a long night." Her tone was almost gleeful, sadistically so, with the prospect of dominating Ally until she decided she was done with her.

"MMMMmmph!!" Ally would scream a muffled scream as she now had her face pressed deep into the sweaty armpit. She would continue sucking on the armpit trying to breath unsuccessfully.

She was starting to get light headed as the choke tightened but every time she was near passing out, she would be awoken by either arousal of being fingered or pain by being clawed on her crotch or soft thick thighs.

Her legs would try to cross but she was unsuccessful as Zaraya wouldn't let her. The crowd was cheering loudly as ally was getting near her climax. Ally was having a race in herself to see if she would cum first or pass out, eventually, she would get her answer though.

Her eyes would roll back and her tongue would fall out of her mouth as she came squirting her juices all over the mat and the russian's fingers. Her body would spasm and twitch as she passed out and came at the exact same time. The crowd was going nuts as ally's world went black.

The ref girl cautiously approached the scene of absolute destruction in the making, not wanting to disturb the Iron Soldier, but intent on doing her job and clearly concerned about Ally Rostin's welfare. Unfortunately, the rules had been created to cater to something entirely different, a sexy, playful match-up between the voluptuous witch and a much smaller victim. Three submission or knock outs and the match was essentially over, but an added stipulation left a dangerous loop hole, one that said the match did not truly end until the winner said so.

It was the sort of rule that should *never* be applied to any match involving the likes of Zarya Volkov, and the referee could only wonder if someone backstage had set Ally up for a fall, or if this was just a huge blunder by management. The ref stepped closer, her look of concern deepening as Zarya refused to fully release the brutal hold, maintaining the pussy claw and dragon-sleeper even after Ally passed out and soaked the bully's fingers with her juices in a humiliating display.

"T-that's three knock outs. The match is technically over-" The referee began, hoping to just end the match for Ally's sake, but the Russian cut her off.

"But not really. I know the rules." Zarya growled in annoyance under her breath. And then her eyes lit up like a childs on Christmas morning. "I know... we'll let the audience decide when I'm done. Someone hand me a mic."

The ringside announcer rolled one into the ring and let the ref deliver it to Zarya, who snatched it rudely from the referee's hand. The Iron Soldier released Ally then, finally, but that respite wouldn't last long. She stood up, hauling the blue haired girls limp body up against her by an arm wrapped loosely around her throat. With her free hand, the Russian amazon brought the microphone to her lips.

"Well? You know the rules. Should I kick this suuka's ass some more!?" Zarya smiled slightly as the audience, for the most part, roared their approval.

Ally would be unconsciously twitching as she was held in the painful submission way passed a reasonable time. She would be limp as the whole conversation went on between the ref and her abuser Zaraya.

Ally would be limp as she was released still twitching and a drooling mess as she was lifted to her feet by her neck being held with one of the Russian's strong arms. The only thing that would wake her up was the deafening roar of the crowd as they cheered for more of a brutal one sided beating for the poor blue haired witch.

Ally would begin to stir and was confused as to what was going on until she saw that not only Zaraya looked blood thirsty but so did the fans as they were cheering and yelling things like "Beat her ass!" or "Teach her a lesson!" Or the worst of all "Turn her into a Kawai!" Ally would shutter as she heard how much the fans seemed to hate her tonight as she hung there limply crying softly. "Please... you can end it now. If you don't, You are no better than me." Tears would stream down her face as she would shake her head and say "no" repeatedly as her heart sunk and she heard the audience call for more of a beating. She would watch as the ref sighed and shook her head backing off and telling the cameras to continue.

It was a surreal moment for Zarya. Very rarely did she ever find herself on the same side as the fans. The crowd was usually booing the hell out of her for some evil deed or another, but not this time. It seemed the audience was very much in favor of Ally being humbled in this manner, or perhaps it was just the sight of all those lush curves put in peril that made them so eager for more. After gaining such an enthusiastic answer from the patrons, the Russian bully tossed the microphone out of the ring. Only then did she decide to answer Ally's plea.

"Well... there is something you should know about me." She tightened her arm around the girls throat, just firm enough to keep her from squirming loose. She leaned close, her breath hot against Ally's ear as she spoke. "I'm worse then you'll ever be."

She released the blue haired girl suddenly, but only to grab Rostin by the shoulder and attempt to spin her around. Unless Ally could fend Zarya off, the Iron Soldier would grab Ally by the arm and attempt to irish whip her towards the corner.