Tasha Veith vs Martha Sharp

Tasha clenched her teeth in pain as Martha wrenched her neck and her crotch, then grunted loudly as her face was slammed into the mat, replying with a weak groan. "Grh... damn it..."

Martha smiled, excited and derisive as she loomed over her rival and bent down, grabbing and trying to unbuckle Tasha's top.

"Little whores don't deserve clothes," she hissed to her softly as she set on trying to strip the weakened dom.

Tasha clenched her teeth when she heard Martha's biting words. She tried to get back up, but then felt Martha tugging at her top, but taking her top off would be a pretty rough task. Her bustier consisted of 4 buckles in the back. She growled up at her, trying to throw herself left and right to throw Martha off her back. "I'll show you whose a whore you cocky bitch..."

Martha managed to get started on the third when Tasha's bucking made it too hard to even consider trying.

"Whores don't struggle either," she growled, trying to drop her knee down onto Tasha's back, slamming her and hold her in place.

"Augghh!! Grnn.." She groans, flopping back down to her front. "S... sonuva..." She muttered as the woman hit hard. Really hard. She grit her teeth as the bustier became loose on her as Martha worked down the fourth buckle. "You... are not... in control of me!" She shouted up at her between pants.

Brutal Bard (5:26:45 PM): "Heh. Just means you're used to being on the wielding end of a whip. Let's see how soft you are when you're TAKING the pain." By the time she ends her sentence, she shifts her hands to scratch her nails over her breasts, making sure to rake them over her nipples with particular force and slowness

Psychopatrick88 (5:28:31 PM): "Ghn... nrrrghhh!!" She snarls loudly, trying hard to fight the urge to cry out in pain, but it's getting harder and harder with each move Martha lands on her. "Honey... I've taken much worse pain than this..."

Brutal Bard (5:33:13 PM): "Good! Then you won't mind, 'honey." Martha had some reason to believe she was bluffing, and even if she wasn't there was never a downside to tormenting and holding down your foe.
She'd nibble playfully at Tasha's ear, excitable as she cupped her breasts for her. "Ugly little things," she goaded. "When will you learn that men like them big?" She'd gouge her thumb nails into them, jabbing them back inside her own breasts.

Psychopatrick88 (5:35:03 PM): "Mrghn... who the hell do you- GNHH!!" She shouted, barely able to keep from shouting out in pain. "I could care less about men..." She growled up at her. "Far too easy..."

Brutal Bard (5:37:05 PM): Martha laughed aloud. "Women too, hon. Maybe that's why you do this whole whip and leathe thing, hm? Not good enough to please them, so might as well make them suffer?"
She'd go on conversationally, her sultry voice trying to get into Tasha's head as her thumbs released her tender nipples, only to pinch them and pull them forward, trying to stretch them as far as her breasts could manage before letting them snap back, only to repeat her nail gouging in a cruel pattern.

Psychopatrick88 (5:38:53 PM): "Hmph... I please them as much as I hurt them, honey.. rrrnnngghh!!!" She growled through her teeth, still refusing to fully shout out in pain. "You will NOT...hah..hah.... get me to obey!"

Brutal Bard (5:42:04 PM): "Well what's that they teach in martial arts? Bend or break, or something like that. And at this rate, you're going to be broken, violet."
Martha would suddenly release her hold, making Tasha fall on her face as she reached behind her, grabbing onto her bottoms and yanking them upward in a painful wedgie. "Keep this up," Martha said with a smile. "I like getting creative."

Psychopatrick88 (5:45:50 PM): "Ugh...." She grunts softly as she's thrown facedown. She then tries to climb back to her feet until she's pulled into a wedgie. "Why you!!" She shouted angrily, her face flaring red at that. Her anger sparking some fight back into her as she worked herself back to her feet.

Brutal Bard (5:47:58 PM): Martha let her rise, moving with her and grabbing her by the hair. "Please keep talking, it makes you look even more pathetic." She'd use it and her wedgie grip to simultaneously force Tasha forward, looking to ram her head first into the ring post.

Psychopatrick88 (5:49:54 PM): Tasha grit her teeth as she's grabbed by her hair once more, and tried to slap her HARD across the breasts. She was trying to mount a comeback before Martha wedgied her hard.

Brutal Bard (5:53:42 PM): "Ahh!" Martha let out a cry as her big tits were slapped, bouncing erratically back and forth. She'd release her hand and back off a step to grab them and hold them for a deep breath,
then leering at Tasha. "Jealously's an ugly thing, witch," she spat, stepping in and trying to throw a palm strike to flatten Tasha's already punished breast.

Psychopatrick88 (5:56:24 PM): Tasha smirked, putting her fists on her hips as she knocked Martha back, and waited for her blow. "Hmph... who'd be jealous of your wrinkly- Gyahh!!" She shouted as Martha struck her palm at her breasts, and tried to rake her nails down Martha's breasts in return, trying to twist them hard. "YOU scream, bitch!"

Brutal Bard (5:59:44 PM): Not expecting the counter so soon, "Ahhngh!" Martha growled in furious pain as her nails left rough streaks of red skin behind them as they ran down her big bosom. They tugged at her loose suit, the first two buttons popping lose to make no protection of her black bra or her big jugs that threatened to wobble free.
Martha brought a hand up to hold and ease the screaming pain on them, but her vengeful fury urging her to slug Tasha across the face, trying to bash her into a corner or the ropes so she could pin here there and keep hitting her.

Psychopatrick88 (6:02:05 PM): Tasha went for Martha's top as she clutched at her breasts, and ended up getting nailed in the face with a fierce hook. She stumbled away towards the ropes, spitting out blood outside the ring as the punch caused her mouth to bleed some. "S..seems... it's you... that can't handle pain..."

Brutal Bard (6:04:44 PM): Martha went after Tasha with a vengeance. "Just makes me angrier, bitch." She brought an arm across her neck to hold her in place while her other hand went down to slug her right below the navel. She'd repeat it rapidly, her big breasts resting on Tasha's behind her silky bra.

Psychopatrick88 (6:09:39 PM): Tasha ended up getting pressed against the ropes by her neck, and choked a little. Then her eyes lit up in pain as Martha slugged her good in the gut, then took another punch, and another. She took a few more punches before she finally started to go down to her hands and knees, and coughed hoarsely.

Brutal Bard (6:13:20 PM): "That's what you GET!" Martha shouted at her as she fell, backing a step off to let Tasha fall to her knees. She looked at her hatefully and threw a kick under her into her belly. "Get up NOW, big mouth! Get the fuck up!" If she stayed in her position after her first kick, she'd put another up into her breasts.

Psychopatrick88 (6:14:05 PM): "Ghn! Guhh!!" She gasped loudly before falling down to her gut. "Heh... heh heh..."

Brutal Bard (6:15:21 PM): "There's a good idea," she said venomously. "Laugh at your assailant." She knelt down beside her, grabbing another thick fistful of purple hair and lifting her up to face her. "Your fucking better," she added coldly, spitting into her face if she didn't reply quickly.

Psychopatrick88 (6:17:36 PM): "Hehe... even.. my body refuses to obey you.." She chuckled, then clenched her teeth as she's grabbed by her hair once more, and grunts as she's spat in the face. She no longer has any fight left in her to do anything about it. It took a lot, but Martha had finally exhausted Tasha.

Brutal Bard (6:22:39 PM): "Tch! Then you're body's too stupid for it's own good," Martha snarled, dumping Tasha onto her back and seemingly as an afterthought, spitting in a repulsed way on her tits as well.
"If it won't do it itself, then I'll have to force it to pay its respects to a superior body." She straddled Tasha's belly, yanking her suit jacket enough to let all her buttons fly off, simply hanging in place over her shoulders. She'd lean her breasts into Tasha's face, the big pillowy tits engulfing half her face with ease. "Kiss your better's tits, you ugly tramp," she growled, taking Tasha's hair and jerking her face into them as if she really were pecking kisses onto them.

Psychopatrick88 (6:24:12 PM): Tasha flopped to her back as she was rolled over, and looked up as she straddled her body, then heard her command.. "Gh... you really are a dumb bitch... aren't you?" She replied, and lurched up to bite down HARD into her breasts!

Brutal Bard (6:27:02 PM): Martha screamed in pain, pulling back up in fear that her teeth might even break the skin. Her breast caught on her mouth, it was pulled from her bra and exposing it entirely to the crowd. If she didn't let go quickly, Martha would reach back and dig an abdominal claw into her. "Let go! Let go! Let GO, you stupid cunt!" she howled

Psychopatrick88 (6:28:52 PM): Tasha clenched her eyes tightly, focusing on trying to ignore the pain, which only made her bite down harder on her breasts, and started to yank from side to side, trying to really hurt her.

Brutal Bard (6:30:37 PM): "Ahhh! Ahhh! AHHH!" Martha shrieked in pain as Tasha tore at her soft breast tissue with her teeth like a mad dog. With a snarl of frustration to try and overcome her pain for a moment, she'd raise her arm and bring her elbow crashing down on top of Tasha's head, twisting her nails into her belly more for a balancing grip now than pain (though succeeding in that too)

Psychopatrick88 (6:31:40 PM): "Gh! Nnnh..." She moaned softly, finally letting go of her breasts, and ended up falling to the mat unconscious from the hard blow to her head.

Brutal Bard (6:35:39 PM): Martha scrambled back to her feet, her breasts popping out from her bra completely and uncaring of the fact. She started looking at the distinct bite mark on her impressive rack. Blood spotted here and there, and she fumed. The ref went to check on Tasha's consciousness, but Martha seethed and grabbed Tasha by the hair, yanking her away in a sitting posititon.
"Oh, she is NOT done," Martha snapped, slapping her hard across the face. She let go of her hair, instead grabbing both nipples and twisting them sharply, holding her semi-upright by them alone.
"Obeying now, aren't you?" she sneered. "See what a good puppet she makes?" she called to the crowd, with mixed reactions from the genuine spectators to the public sadists.

Psychopatrick88 (6:37:05 PM): Tasha's body was unresponsive to the added torture Martha was laying on her. She was out cold from the blow to her head.

Brutal Bard (6:42:35 PM): Martha got to work on the KO'd dominatrix, stripping her of her kinky attire from boots to choker. She grabbed her by the arms, hosting her up in the air by them and parading her around the ring, making sure everyone could see.
"See what an inferior body looks like?" she laughed. "Spindly little weakling." Martha slammed Tasha to the mat, as if she could still feel the pain. She stood with a foot resting on hers, raising her skirt and rolling down her stockings. Using Tasha like a nude footstool, she stripped down herself, though far more enticingly and flatteringly than she had allowed Tasha's cruder version.
"Here's your real woman, ladies and gentlemen," she said as she popped her top off, raising her arms to bend her bulging breasts flatteringly. She gave them an alluring shake, and the crowd had to at least applaud her shownmanship if not her voluptuous figure. She stood in only her black thong, looming over the fallen dom and sitting her ass onto her face.
"Count her, ref" she said at last, and with a disdain dismissive for the violet-haired fighter.

Psychopatrick88 (6:43:55 PM): The ref was dumbfounded at first, but then she snapped out of it, and started to count Tasha out. "1...2....3!"

Brutal Bard (6:47:42 PM): "Damn right," Martha said confidently, sitting up off Tasha as the bell sounded. She picked up the dom and slung her over the turnbuckle, leaving her hanging with her belly resting on its peak. She stepped outside the ring, standing on the stairs and looking into Tasha's closed eyes.
"Sit, princess," she ordered. "Stay!" When Tasha didn't respond, she patted her cheek. "NOW she obeys! Good bitch!" She swung her shoulders, letting her big tits smack Tasha across the face hard as she could manage. She turned and left the ring, ignoring whether Tasha even stayed on the turnbuckle or fell off from her slap. As a last touch of infamy, she slowed her pace a bit on the ramp to lift her legs up, sliding off her panties and tossing them into the face of some lucky fanboy nearby. Her curvy ass and carefully trimmed pussy shook in display for everyone as she left the arena and her victim behind.