[Handcuff Match] Nerissa Labong vs Nidia Roja - At the point of a needle

It could not be compared with anything. The muffled sound of the collision of the leg with the skull. It was only remotely similar to the sound of collision of an ordinary stick with a hard tree trunk. A short click that echoed in all directions across the arena. And then that sound got lost among the reaction of the audience. Only a few expressed their displeasure, starting to hiss and whoop. But most of the spectators greeted this brutal attack from Nerissa like wild beasts.

"Ding ding ding, motherfucker!" cried the Native American woman, raising her right hand above her head with extended index finger.

The noise in the hall became even louder. The Echidna seemed to be bathed in pleasure. Yes, she really loved the support of the audience. Perhaps this was her most important feature. It was no secret to anyone that there were many fighters in the federation who could at least be called assholes.

High-born upstarts who consider themselves the queens of the world. Truly cruel creatures that only looked for blood. True sadists who experience pleasure only at the moment of infliction of pain. Sex maniacs who perceive others as sex toys. And the audience hated almost every one of them. However, Nerissa, despite the fact that she was tough and unprincipled, always knew how to win over the audience to herself.

She has always believed that the heel is the most common label that cannot be applied to her in any way. The long-haired woman did not know pity, she always tried to emerge victorious from any match at any cost. But she never crossed the line. She never considered herself superior to others. And although she was ready for any cruelty, she always did it beautifully. Nobody wants to see a bastard succeed. But everyone wants to see the real cool woman on top of the whole world.

Taking a step towards her rival, Nerissa bent down to grab Nidia's hand. The Echidna paid tribute to the Mexican girl, because she tried to protect herself from a hard kick. However, judging by the fact that now the masked wrestler was only groaning, clasping her head, this did not help her in any way. Now she was at the mercy of the Echidna.

The long-haired woman was about to pull the luchadora up in order to force her to her feet. And right after that she was going to take a step to the side, pulling Nidia's hand again. It looked like she was about to send the masked wrestler to the ropes with an Irish whip. However, she only wanted to confuse her, so Nerissa was determined to pull her rival's hand one last time, turning her around and bringing her closer to Nerissa.

The Echidna was about to take a step to the side in order to be behind Nidia's back, then she would clasp the waist of the Mexican girl. And without any warning, she was going to lift Nidia's body over the mat in order to then lean back as sharply as possible and send the body of the masked wrestler right into the mat with the help of a bridging German suplex!

And it might seem that this would be more than enough, but attentive people could see a venomous smile on the Echidna's face. Why? Because if successful, she was going to push off with her feet from the mat and roll back with her opponent, again assuming a standing position.

“I don't even need a chair,” she would say in the ear of the Mexican girl.

And it was true, because right now Nerissa was going to lift Nidia again and lean back. But why was she sure the attack would be as hard this time as if she were using a chair? Because this time, she was going to use a classic German suplex to throw the Mexican girl's body into the turnbuckle, unhooking her arms at the end in order to give the impulse maximum acceleration!

Perhaps in a different situation, Nerissa would have loved to hear what her rival mutters about using a chair. But now she had completely different intentions. Without giving Nidia an opportunity to finish he speech, she again raised the Mexican girl over the mat. Amid loud screams from the audience, the Echidna leaned back and threw the body of the luchadora into the turnbuckle with the help of a German suplex.

She didn't even need to see the result of her work. The sound with which her rival crashed into the turnbuckle was more than enough. The Native American woman took a few seconds to take a few deep breaths before she rose to her feet. Her body was already covered with sweat, besides, she was far from the most hardy person in the world. But there was still a smile on her face.

She turned her face to Nidia and licked her lips. The Mexican girl was in a sitting position and one could say that either she had already passed out, or at least she was very close to it. Another trick? No, this time Nerissa was sure that she had done enough to make her rival fainted for a while. The long-haired woman walked towards Nidia, swinging her hips widely.

Nerissa always gave the impression of a tough dominant. This was partly true, although viewers will most likely never be able to find out the truth. Here, in the ring, she never showed mercy and each new rival is just a victim that she intends to devour. But outside the ring, things are completely different. We all have secrets and it takes a lot of effort to find out some of them.

"So where we stoped, sweet?" she asked, grabbing the Mexican girl by the hair.

The Echidna intended to go down and then slide under the bottom rope in order to get out of the ring. Has someone already felt it? She was sure that the audience and, perhaps, even her rival should have felt that the air seemed to become heavier. Why? Because the Native American woman was preparing something.

She intended to pull the luchadora out of the ring and grab her head with her right hand, fixing a front facelock hold. The noise of the crowd proved that they finally understood what she was planning, because Nidia's legs were still in the ring and now her body was above the concrete floor at a height of about one and a half meters.

Indeed, she was right. In matches where there are no rules, viewers expect that sooner or later it will come to weapons. Chairs, tables, sticks and other delights that were banned in a regular match. And Nerissa had nothing against improvised means. But she was just as sure that she was able to show a real hardcore even without it.

And now she set out to prove it. The long-haired woman intended to lean back as sharply as possible in order to fall on her back and send the luchadora's head straight into the concrete floor with a devastating elevated DDT! If she thought that the recent football kick was a test for her skull, then now she would open new boundaries of brutality that Nerissa is capable of in the outburst of emotions of a hardcore match.

Even Nerissa could not describe the feelings at this moment. Her internal organs seemed to squeeze inside as she held Nidia's body above the concrete floor. There was a strange sensation in her mouth, as if saliva had become thick. And a strange sensation between the legs, just below the waist. Oh, she knew what it was. It was at such moments that she began to feel sexual arousal. This only happening to her during the match, that was one of the reasons she was here.

The screams of the audience filled her ears and shivers ran down her spine. No one could feel the same way that she did. But surely many could imagine what was to happen in an instant. And the Echidna was not going to keep them waiting. The Native American woman leaned back. At first it was a very loud and to some extent even scary sound. The Mexican girl's head hit the concrete floor. And then there was silence. Not only Nidia fell silent, but all the spectators.

But only for a few moments. Because then the hall exploded. Nerissa knew that these people were ready to sell their souls in order to see a real spectacle. And she was able to give it to them. Nerissa glanced at her rival. The luchadora showed no signs of movement, she was completely unconscious. Something changed in Nerissa's gaze. Now her eyes radiated not only excitement. Now there was real hunger in her eyes.

She let go of Nidia's neck and took a sitting position. First, Nerissa wiped the sweat from her forehead, then reached out to the side and grabbed the handcuffs that lay next to her. Her rival was lying on her stomach, and her arms were at her sides. So simple. So damn simple. The Echidna began to twist the handcuffs on the index finger of her right hand and then raised her head. She looked at the audience, on her face there was that very unnaturally wide smile.

"Time to handcuff this bitch, isn't it?" completely not hiding complacency, she asked.

She did not receive a definite answer. Of course, many started shouting that this was the best opportunity to finish the match. But there were those who literally demanded to see much more. The Echidna stopped twisting the handcuffs and ran her tongue over her lower lip. This question was only to spark the audience even more. She didn't need advice. She made her decision even at the moment when she saw that Nidia was unconscious.

The Native American woman tossed the handcuffs aside. Victory right now? Fuck it. She knew she could get much more. She hasn't enjoyed the matches yet. She hasn't enjoyed enough of her rival's body yet. She could have gotten her first win right now. But she knew that it would not give her pleasure. And pleasure was her most important goal in life.

She lifted the Mexican girl's leg off the edge of the ring, and then in one motion flipped her from her belly to her back. Take off her sports bra? Kiss her with tongue in the mouth? Take off her panties? Nerrisa's eyes began to shine. She had tons of options, but she chose something else.

"Let's see what you hide below..." sounded nichy, like a hiss of a snake, a voice.

Nerissa reached for her rival's feet and then took off her boots, tossing them aside. When she bared Nidia's feet, there was a real hubbub in the audience. It seems that the perverts were just waiting for this. Well, if that was the case, then there were a lot more to come, since Nerissa was just getting started.

“Don't worry, we'll be equal,” she continued in a hypnotizing voice, completely unconcerned about asking if Nidia hears her.

She was going to take off her own boots too. Her black and green leggings were almost ankle-length, but her feet were bare. Now it was time to begin. Nerissa felt her body trembling. She was going to take whatever she want. This was her main life principle. And now everyone should see it.

The woman sat on the belly of her rival, facing her legs. She needed a little preparation. Therefore, leaning back, she touched her fingers to the lips of the Mexican girl, she was about to open her mouth. And when it was done, she stretched both of her legs back. Nerissa lifted her right leg, and then smoothly thrust her toes into the luchadora's mouth. It was not that easy, so for now she has limited herself to only three toes. When her rival's tongue touched her toes, she was ready to scream with pleasure.

"Hot damn..." she thought, feeling her pussy start to get wet even without direct exposure.

She also lifted her other leg and pressed her toes to her rival's nose. She no longer heard those crazy cries of the audience, the Echidna was carried away only to fully enjoy this moment. The long-haired woman leaned forward, the luchadora's feet were in front of her face now. Nerissa's heart was beating with incredible speed. She gripped her rival's feet with her palms and took a deep breath. This delicate musky scent could not be confused with anything. Nerissa opened her mouth. Her tongue began to slide smoothly over the Mexican girl's toes. Saliva began to drip from her mouth almost immediately. It was not just a pleasure. It was the feeling of true paradise.

Nerissa's body looked like an aspen leaf in the wind. She was trembling with excitement. Every movement of her tongue over her rival's toes was accompanied by a low moan. The long-haired woman kept her eyes open, but she couldn't help herself. Every now and then her eyes began to roll due to a wonderful sense of pleasure. Could anyone find this disgusting? Undoubtedly. And she was ready to punch such a person in the face. Those who condemn the passions of other people are nothing more than hypocrites.

But it is unlikely that there was at least one person in the arena today who would refuse such a spectacle. The cries of the distraught spectators made it clear about this. Someone would probably wonder why Nerissa was pleasing her rival's feet now? Indeed, it was a good and even logical question. Viewers are used to seeing tough and perverse wrestlers who love their defeated opponent humiliatingly pleasing their feet.

And Nerissa did not deny that she was also an extremely perverse woman, she found one-sided pleasing as a very mediocre thing. Now, when she felt Nidia's tongue on her toes, she felt immense pleasure. But she got even more from the fact that she tasted the toes of the Mexican girl. Nerissa lived for her own pleasure and she was ready to do anything for this.

The Echidna's lips twisted into a grin as she felt her rival's movement. It seems that the luchadora has begun to come to her senses. She even started fiddling with Nerissa's feet. The Native American woman once again ran her tongue over all of her rival's toes, then lifted her head. She turned to look at Nidia. The masked wrestler still did not wake up completely, it was visible in her misty eyes.

"I won't bring you breakfast in bed," she said quietly, "but I will definitely wish you good morning."

Nerissa moved her legs to push one foot deeper in Nidia's mouth, and press the other foot closer to Nidia's nose. And then she let go of one of the Mexican girl's feet. She needed a free hand. Someone thought that the Echidna would stop there? Don't be so naive.

She was about to use her free hand to run her fingers along Nidia's leg. And finally she reached her goal. Nerissa's fingers rested on her rival's sports panties. The Native American woman's heart beat faster than Cherokee Indians beat drums. Her fingers moved under the fabric of her rival's panties.

The Echidna felt the hot and slightly wet labia of the luchadora. She wondered what the reaction of the Mexican girl would be when her mind finally clears up? Nerissa was going to check it out right now. Her fingers began to slide down and up along the crotch of her rival, she slowly and measuredly began to caress her pussy.

And, of course, she hadn't forgotten about the other part of Nidia's body. The long-haired woman's head sank down again. She opened her mouth wide. At once, five toes of her rival fit into her mouth. Nerissa's eyes rolled instantly. Her tongue began to move from side to side as saliva began to envelop Nidia's foot. If she had one more hand, she would probably start fondling her own pussy too. But for now, that and that was enough. Saliva trickled down the chin of the Native American woman, but she didn't care about it at all. She was filled with bliss.

Someone might say that Nerissa is completely devoid of conscience. And there really was some truth in this, she was ready to admit that in many cases she was acting solely from her own motives. Society is used to imposing the opinion of the majority. Everything around was standardized. Almost every person had this or that label. You must do what they are, and not what you want. This Native American woman hated the most. To be different and to do what others consider unacceptable is almost a real crime against society. Well, Nerissa was willing to admit she was a criminal in that case.

The long-haired woman enjoyed every second. Her crotch became wet, she didn't even need direct exposure. Debauchery was her second side. She loved sex. She loved cruelty. She loved to do what others thought was unnatural. And she felt condescending pity for those who, deep down, want to be like her, but prefer to hide their desires instead.

Finally, she heard the signal that her rival had regained consciousness. A choked moan came from behind, it seems Nidia fully understood what was happening. Nerissa's foot was still in the mouth of the Mexican girl, and her fingers continued to caress the luchadora's pussy. Surely Nidia did not expect such an unusual awakening. Has she ever experienced something like this before? Did she want it? Or was she one of those who only feel censure for such things? Questions. A large number of questions.

But now these questions could wait. Each question will sooner or later be answered. Everything has its time. And now was the time for other things. Nerissa coughed with a choking sound, splashing saliva. Putting a whole foot in her mouth is a very difficult task, even though her mouth was quite wide. The long-haired woman lifted her head, bringing her lips together, licking Nidia's toes one last time before making a loud squelching sound as Nidia's foot came out of her mouth.

Nerissa turned around again to look at her rival when she was already actively trying to find a way out of their current situation. The Echidna's lips and chin were covered in thick saliva. She smiled broadly, looking the luchadora in the eyes. And it was clear that Nerissa's gaze was not just hungry. It was difficult to compare with anything. This is the look that usually comes with those who are high. This was partly true, as she was now intoxicated with pleasure.

"Enjoy while you can," came a low and slightly hissing voice.

And for Nidia to obey this order, Nerissa's fingers, which were caressing the crotch of the Mexican girl, stopped. But only for a moment. Because then the index and ring fingers of the long-haired woman entered Nidia's pussy to the maximum depth. Nerissa wanted to hear her rival scream. She wanted the foot in the mouth of the luchadora to make her choke. And for this she began to move her fingers inside the pussy of the masked wrestler, as if tickling her from the inside.

"If you'll be a good bitch, I'll let you play with me after the match," Nerissa said, starting to move her fingers back and forth inside Nidia's pussy.

She strained her legs to make it harder for her rival to free herself if she had the strength of mind to continue resisting. At the same time, Nerissa slightly moved her foot, which was pressed to the nose of the luchadora. She wanted to try to shove her toes straight into Nidia's nostrils.

Nerissa had already served her rival's right foot enough, so now she wanted to tackle her left foot. Lowering her head, she sticks out her tongue as much as possible. She touched the base of Nidia's ankle and then slowly began to climb up to her toes. She deliberately moved slowly, she wanted the luchadora in all its glory to feel this slight tickling, which was created by the tongue sliding over the skin.