Selina Lash vs Sakura Matou: True Suffering!

The crowd practically erupted as Selina showed Sakura off to those hungry, lecherous eyes. So many people were whistling, cat calling, or otherwise demanding Sakura be finished before their eyes. The small, violet haired girl’s entire bare body seemed to grow red with pain and embarrassment, the small droplets of tears just starting to form in her eyes, much to her captor’s enjoyment. The name of this match was humiliation, which had become something of a specialty for Selina.

“Heheheheheheheheh~ Seems like everyone enjoys your mewling, little kitten. I bet you have never had so many people stare at you before…What a sad little life you must have lived to have arrived in this hell hole. But then, what would that make me?”

As the seductress talked, one of her hands released Sakura, and instead slithered to her exposed privates. Before Sakura could resist, Selina began to massage her opponents sensitive spot, the viper rubbing against the helpless Sakura as she continued to giggle in her ear.

“Does it feel good? I’m used to making people scream…but I like to think I’m talented in both departments of pleasure and pain. You’re so cute…when you gag like that.”

Selina’s hand began to rub faster, more pressure being applied to Sakura’s area. The crowds seemed to enjoy it, the cheers and laughter growing as the screen overhead zoomed in on Sakura’s face.

Sakura blushed red in response to the humiliation being inflicted upon her, the whistles and cat-calls from the crowd intensifying the embarrassment she felt. She struggled futily against her opponent's grip, the woman's mocking words humiliating her further.

As she spoke, one of Selina's hands began to move down Sakura's body, towards her uncovered crotch, and began to rub at Sakura's sensitive pussy, giggling in her ear as she did. In response, the restrained girl began to moan with pleasure, feeling utterly humiliated by the fact that she seemed to be getting pleasure from being abused by this cruel woman. She blushed slightly at Selina's question and made no effort to answer it. However, her moans began to intensify as the girl's hand began to move faster and press harder, increasing the sensation on her sensitive folds. Sakura could hear the laughter and cheers of the crowd, clearly enjoying her humiliation, and it made her feel utterly worthless, as if she was nothing more than a toy for this sadistic woman to play with.

After a little while, however, Sakura began to regain her composure, and recognised an opportunity. With Selina's hand having moved down from her neck to her crotch, the girl's grip on her was much weaker than it had been. Using her now-free arm, she pushed it into the wrist of the arm that was pinning her in place, using the momentum of her blow to force the girl's hand backwards, giving her the opportunity to slip her other arm out of her opponent's tight grasp. If she succeeded, Sakura would then twist her body slightly and repeatedly drive her now-free elbow into her opponent's ribs.

Selina embraced young Sakura with a mother’s caress. Unlike her previous actions, she held the young girl with a gentle, but firm grip. Sakura was putty in the snake woman’s hands, and she began to mold her subject into something a bit more cooperative then she had been. Naturally, Selina would start with the most sensitive part of the body, using Sakura’s pleasure as a weapon that would pair beautifully with the adrenaline she received after being so very thoroughly humiliated. Fear and pleasure were a delightful mind killer after all.

And like the malleable clay she was, she took shape into exactly what Selina desired: a whimpering, sniveling little ball of pity and pleasure. The crowd ate it up, but Selina was doing this all for personal gain. She loved the cute expression on her prey’s face. It was as sweet as candy, and innocent as a babe! The quiet whimpers Sakura made as she was stimulated excited Selina more then she cared to think about. She just wanted to enjoy the experience as it happened, letting Sakura have whatever good feelings she might have derived from the interaction.

However, it seemed Sakura was as sneaky as Selina was. She had gained control of her senses faster than Selina had expected, and the pleasuring woman received an elbow to the face after all of her trouble. The young girl swung her elbow a few more times, and hit Selina two more times before she released Sakura and pushed her away. Selina actually looked offended! Her eyes were full of indignation at being punched instead of kissed.

“Really, little piggy…After the mercy I have shown you, THIS Is how you treat me? A despicable little runt, is what you are! I suppose I should just cut my losses and finish you now!”

Selina moved like a shadow flickering in the light! Appearing and vanishing as she approached her victim! Her speed was blinding, and in an instant Selina’s leg was carving through the air looking to smash Sakura’s skull for her insolence!

The crowd shouted with astonishment as the seemingly-defeated girl suddenly managed a counter-attack, forcing her opponent to release her. As soon as she was released from her opponent's grasp, Sakura immediately turned around, taking several steps backwards as she raised her defences, the indignant look in her opponent's eyes promising her plenty of pain. Her words, too, were rather frightening, adding to the impression that she would suffer at the girl's hands. Even so, Sakura was unbroken, and determined to resist her opponent's attempts as long as possible.

"By all means, try your best, but I won't give up easily", Sakura replied, glaring back at her opponent.

Unfortunately, though, despite the fact that she was prepared for the attack, a fight of being repeatedly beaten and abused had slowed Sakura's reactions somewhat, and they weren't all that great to begin with. So, despite her best efforts, Sakura was unable to block the incoming attack, and Selina's foot connected directly with her head with a thud, sending her collapsing to the mat once more.

THUMP!

Sakura tried her absolute best to sound tough and intimidating, but such a feat would be difficult for even some of the scariest beings on the planet when they had been stripped naked and forced to display themselves to the audience. In Sakura’s case, it was pretty much impossible due to her tiny stature and shy demeanor throughout the entire match. Now she was paying for it, as Selina’s foot smacked into Sakura’s skull and sent the dazed girl for a loop!

The violet haired girl spun around once before collapsing to the mat, Selna theatrically bowing towards the crowd as they roared in gleeful approval. The only thing that was louder then the audience was Selina’s snickering. It was so cold and hateful that it seemed to slice through it all and dig into Sakura’s core.

“Heh heh heh heh heeeh~! I’m not quite done, little pig!”

The snake woman slinked over towards Sakura’s bare body, reaching her gloved hands town into her helpless foes long mane and pulling her back onto her feet! She Sakura’s purple hair tangled around her fingers as she began to SLAM her knee into dear Sakura’s poor belly multiple times! Over and over again!

Sakura shuddered slightly as she heard Selina's cold and hateful laughter, knowing full well that it indicated that her opponent intended to inflict more pain and suffering on her. And, given the stipulations of the match, a match she was now sure she would lose, that thought absolutely horrified her. Desperate to avoid her awful fate, Sakura attempted to drag herself to her feet but, still dazed from the previous attack and exhausted from the constant beatings and abuse she had suffered, her body simply would not respond in any meaningful way.

As such, she could do very little to escape her sadistic opponent, and she soon found herself dragged to her feet. Sakura let out a pained moan as her hair was tugged violently upwards, and she scrambled to get her footing, trying to take the pressure off her scalp. As soon as she did so, however, Selina began to slam her knee straight into Sakura's stomach, over and over. The unfortunate purple-haired girl let out moan after moan of pain, coughing and gasping for air as the wind was knocked out of her by the force of the blows. Exhausted from the constant torment, Sakura's legs gave way once more, and she collapsed, the burning pain in her scalp returning as she was held up solely by her hair. But, even so, the strikes kept coming. Sakura coughed and coughed, almost vomiting from the constant blows to her chest, pain coursing through her body. She was now weak, exhausted and completely helpless, unable to resist whatever torments her opponent chose to inflict upon her.

As Sakura finally fell to the floor once again, her tormentor panted heavily. She was both excited, as well as fatigued from the exertion of beating on her target. The dominatrix hugged herself, and visibly shivered as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. The lactic acid burning her muscles, her heart beating a mile a minute as Sakura’s bruised and beaten form lay squirming at her feet. The crowds lustful cheers at her foes bare body, their pleads to defile the young girl in the most brutal and vicious way possible. She wasn’t aware that there could be such joy in the world. Behind the mask, Selina licked her teeth, and her lust for more grew insatiable.

“That was fun...wasn't it?”

Of course, she received no response. Sakura was far too weak to do anything like that. Rather, only a moan would emerge from the cute woman’s lips as Selina began to walk off towards the end of the ring. She dropped down below, and scooped up the bag filled with nails and tacks. It wasn’t long until she climbed back up, and began to pour the contents of the back onto the canvas in the center of the ring. The metal pins and prickly points of the nails rang a gentle tune as they impacted against each other and the canvas. Once empty, Selina tossed the bag out of the ring, and was swiftly standing above her prey like a monster would a child.

“Time to end this drama~”

Selina would bend down, looking to grab ahold of Sakura’s soft, swan-like neck, and forcefully pull her off the ground in preparation of achieving the match victory condition.

Sakura knew that she needed to drag herself back to her feet, but her body was far too weak to even make an attempt. Instead, she could do nothing but watch her opponent fearfully, unable to do anything more than moan in response to her question. Lying helpless on the floor, Sakura steeled herself for further torment, but it did not come. Instead, her opponent moved to collect the bag of nails and tacks that was necessary to finish the match.

Sakura watched with horror as the sadistic woman poured the contents of the bag out into the ring, knowing full well that her opponent would soon pick up her helpless body and slam her into the nails in the most painful and humiliating manner she could come up with. And, then, once that was over, she would take Sakura as her prisoner, hers to torture and defile in whatever manner she wished for an entire day.

Even in her weakened state, the thought sent a shudder down Sakura's spine. She knew what this woman was like, what she was capable of. The thought of spending an entire day as her slave was utterly horrifying and, yet, Sakura knew that it was all-but inevitable now. Her mind conjured up thoughts of all the different ways that Selina might hurt and humiliate her, each one sending another shudder down the helpless girl's spine.

Then, with the nails nicely piled onto the ground, Selina did what Sakura was expecting and returned to finish her off. Sakura looked up at the woman fearfully, adrenaline flowing through her body as she awaited the inevitable. Then, the girl made her move, bending down to grab Sakura's neck.

Drawing on reserves of energy she didn't even realise she had, Sakura made one last effort to save herself. One of her hands moved to push Selina's hand away from her neck, whilst the other formed into a fist and struck directly at Selina's crotch. As exhausted as she was, the attacks would have limited power, and would be easy enough for Selina to avoid. But, if Sakura could catch her by surprise, then it was just about possible that she could land a hit.

Selina giggled and snickered to herself as though she were having the time of her life. The pile of pins and nails spread all across the floor like a mountain of ants. Each dastardly piece of pointed metal ready to pierce and tear whomever's soft flesh would fall onto their clutches! It was a scary fate, one no one wished to endure under any circumstance! But Sakura was starting to squirm and moan, the woman realizing just how close she was to experiencing such a hellsh pain! All she could see was all of those jagged, pointed pieces glitter in the overhead lights, with Selina’s cold and heartless gaze pressing down on her like a heavy weight. Armageddon was upon the helpless soul, and it was out in the open for the entire crowd to enjoy!

“Upsy daisy~”

There was a strange amount of care in Seina’s raspy voice. Almost as though she were something of a caretaker for the violet haired girl who had come to her aid. Of course, her tone of voice and actions were at complete odds, with the masked woman cruelly pulling Sakura up by her hair and dragging her over towards the pile of nails.

Just as Selina had dragged her prey to the victory point, Sakura began to thrash about in a futile attempt to resist. The girl tugged and pried at Selina’s gloved clutches with one hand, and swung wild, tired strikes with the other. It wasn’t a surprise that the trapped girl tried to go for another crotch shot, as that was her primary target since the beginning of the match. With sicking simplisity, Selina simply moved her leg in front of her, letting Sakura’s blow smack into her meaty thigh.

“Was that your comeback hit, Piggy? DID YOU THINK THAT WOULD ACTUALLY WORK?!?!?”

A shrieking laugh sliced through the arena as Selina moved her hands to Sakura’s throat, slowly choking the life out of her as the masked woman’s golden eyes reflected Sakura’s horrified expression back at her.

“I’ve never seen anyone so pathetic! Maybe if you beg when you wake up, I’ll feed you the leftover scraps of my meals! Depending on if you are a good little piggy, of course!”

As Selina continued to squeeze down on Sakura’s throat, she would attempt to lift the girl up into the air, over the pile of sharp nails and spikes. If there was nothing else Sakura could do, and no one came out to save her, then like an executioner's blade Selina would throw the poor girl onto the pointed metal waiting by her feet down below!