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

The two ecstasies mingled into a single whole. Nidia came to orgasm at the same time as the Native American woman. And although this was the second orgasm for the luchadora, her moans were not half as loud as those of Nerissa. She did not hold back at all, surrendering herself to pleasure. She really was one of those who take the maximum out of life. Nerissa simply did not know how to live differently and, to be honest, she simply did not want to live differently. The rules and restrictions were not for her. She considered herself a free woman who does only what gives her pleasure.

And, as you might guess, this match was no exception. She could fully enjoy the victory if she handcuffed Nidia when she had the opportunity. But at the same time, she was sure that she could get much more if she went further. And was she wrong? Nerissa was sure that no one could make such a statement. Because now, when she heard Nidia's moans, when her fingers were inside her rival's pussy, when she felt the juices leave her crotch, it made the match truly unforgettable and incredible.

Waves of pleasure literally eclipsed Nerissa's mind. If she was asked if there could be something more pleasant than this, then she would hardly be able to give an affirmative answer. Now she was ready for anything so that this moment would not end. But unfortunately, it couldn't last forever. And when the last wave of pleasure left the body of the Native American woman, she softened. Her muscles seemed to have turned into cotton wool and she simply sank down, pressing Nidia to the concrete floor with her whole body. Nerissa's breath was very heavy. Due to such an overabundance of emotions, she lost a lot of strength. Making a slight effort, she stuck her fingers out of her rival's pussy with a squelching sound, and then rolled off Nidia's body, lying on her back next to her rival.

"Fuck..." she said quietly, "that was great..."

The long-haired woman looked up, the bright lamps of the arena dazzled her, but she did not attach any importance to this. She still felt residual pleasure. Her pussy was wet due to a powerful orgasm and because of this there was a noticeable stain on her leggings. Thick sweat covered the Echidna's entire body.

What could be better after such hot sex? A shower? Some rest in a soft bed? Nerissa was not going to deny that deep down she wanted it too. But at the same time, the Native American woman knew that this was not going to make this evening even better. Shower and sleep are just little things. In fact, there was only one thing that could have made this evening even better. Her victory in this match.

Taking a deep breath in order to ward off the urge to continue lying, she rolled onto her stomach, and then got up on all fours. It was pointless to deny, now her body needed rest. This was not surprising. Nerissa felt that almost every movement made her uncomfortable. But the desire to end the match was stronger than fatigue. She intended to get up on one knee and then look at Nidia.

"Awesome feeling, right?" she asked. "Maybe we'll have some fun again when I handcuff you."

Nerissa didn't even bother to pull her sports top down to cover her breasts. There was no point in worrying about it now, especially considering that Nidia was with bare breasts and pussy. Without another word, the Echidna was about to wave her right hand and then lower her fist directly onto Nidia's solar plexus. Something told her that even despite the two orgasms in this girl there were still hints of resistance and rebellion. And, in order not to receive a sudden blow, Nerissa wanted to be sure that her rival would not be able to catch her breath in the near future.

Initially, Nerissa was not going to move things in such a direction. Her debut match was a nightmare. All her hopes to start a new career loudly and brightly turned into a complete fiasco. The audience, who supported her at the beginning of the match, then just started laughing at her. Of course, they couldn't be blamed. Nerissa created the impression of a strong and unusual woman, but then she turned into a punching bag. It was not surprising that by the end of the match she had lost all support.

Therefore, today she was going to hold a match without hints of eroticism and other similar things. Today she was here solely to kick her rival's ass. She needed to restore her reputation at least a little after the disgrace she suffered during the first match. But, as everyone could see, nothing could restrain the Echidna's impulses. She never gave up on her desires. She was the one who takes whatever she wants. And therefore, in this match, the audience received a gift. These things don't happen every day, right?

And although it wasn't part of the plan, it also played into the hands of the Native American woman. Nidia was unable to recover quickly after two amazing orgasms. Nerissa perfectly understood the condition of her rival. But despite that, she wasn't going to stop. Once the luchadora escaped defeat. But now the Echidna wasn't going to give her any mercy. And the fist that crashed into the Mexican girl's solar plexus was a clear confirmation of this.

Nidia started coughing in agony because of this nasty and hard blow. It was exactly what the Native American woman needed. She grabbed her rival by the hair hard and got to her feet, forcing Nidia to get to her feet too. The audience in the hall was like a herd of hungry wolves. Nidia was practically naked, while Nerissa still had bare breasts. And it wasn't hard to guess that they liked it. They were willing to do anything to see even more hot stuff. However, Nerissa was sure that they would not see more sex in this match. Why? Because she was going to win and now sex wasn't the way to this goal.

"You gave me an amazing feeling," the long-haired woman thought, "but I won't feel sorry for you."

She was going to wrap her arms around the Mexican girl's neck with both hands, fixing a simple but effective side headlock hold. Some might say it's too easy. And it really was. But that was just the beginning. Because the Echidna intended to start moving forward towards the ring. Was she going to go back inside the ring? No.

The Native American woman was about to make a leap forward, lifting her legs high in order to press her feet to the edge of the ring. Someone could probably feel a chill on their back. Because what she was up to was really tough. She was going to push off from the edge of the ring, turning them both around and gaining significant impulse. And with the help of this impulse, she was to direct the luchadora's head right into the concrete floor! It was a truly devastating move, it was a springboard bulldog!

Even Nerissa found it difficult to describe her current state. It was like a situation where you ate a lot of candy. Your stomach is already completely full. And even looking at the rest of the candy is simply impossible. But at the same time you know that you want more. This is about how a Native American woman felt. After such a hot intimate moment with her rival, the Echidna's body begged for rest. But she was going to finish the match. She needed a victory after a humiliating defeat in her debut.

And that's why she wanted to make this victory as bright as possible. She wanted no one to ever be able to forget what happened today. It wasn't a hentai match, but the audience was delighted with what the long-haired woman gave them. The only thing that could have made it even better was a truly outstanding move that would have definitely completed the luchadora's journey in this match.

Almost without any problems, lifting her opponent to her feet, the Echidna rushed to the ring. And the moment her feet touched the edge of the ring, a big smile appeared on her face. She was sure that this was the end. The woman pushed off from the edge of the ring, turning them both around. She lifted her legs in order to land in a sitting position. She left everything else to gravity. And... who said that there is at least something impossible?

Their bodies were already in the air and it seemed that no one would change the fact that in a moment Nidia's face would meet the concrete floor. But, to Nerissa's surprise and to the surprise of the audience, the Mexican girl found something to change that. The Echidna felt a poke in her side. Somehow, in an unimaginable way, the luchadora found the strength to push her away. Because of the surprise, Nerissa relaxed her hands, releasing her opponent's head. And her flight became uncontrollable.

"Grraaahh!!" she screamed.

Instead of landing safely in a sitting position, her body collapsed onto the concrete floor. Her bare breasts shook as if during an earthquake. The body of the Native American woman was pierced by pain. But the worst part was that she hit the back of her head very badly. Because of this, her vision blurred for a few moments. Trying to breathe evenly, the young woman turned over on her stomach, and then began to get to her feet.

She didn't fully understand how and why it all happened. But it seemed that now it was pointless to deny the fact that she had slightly underestimated her rival. Well, if Nidia wasn't ready to give up yet, then there is only one option for further developments. Nerissa was going to get to her feet, and then beat out of the Mexican girl all the shit that was left in her. Although for a start she should have at least slightly put her head in order, since the stun after an unsuccessful fall was too significant.

Perhaps it really could not be explained otherwise. Somehow, the Mexican girl got a second wind. Nerissa had a very rich experience behind her and she knew that she should not be surprised by this too much, because some fighters are able to find strength even at the moment when it seems that they can no longer move. However, this time she was still surprised. Considering what she did to Nidia, as well as the luchadora's reaction to two orgasms in a row, the Echidna was sure that the match was already over.

But, as they say, live and learn forever. Trying to control her breathing, the Native American woman tried to get to her feet. Although she was honest with herself, after a very active first part of the match, as well as all the hot events, her body was too weakened. And after the luchadora made her fall unsuccessfully on the concrete floor, it was difficult for her to control her movements. Although she had enough strength to take the hem of her sports bra and cover her bare breasts.

The problem was just that she didn't have enough strength for more active actions. She had only managed to get up on one knee by the time Nidia came up to her. And then the Mexican girl did it. It was no secret to anyone that the Echidna is a truly unique woman, in every sense. And although many of her features were memorable, nothing could compare to her hair. And was there really at least one person in this hall who did not suspect that Nerissa hates more than anything in this world? When the luchadora grabbed the Echidna's braid, she hissed like a snake, not so much out of pain, but out of rage.

"BITCH!" she cried in a weak but still loud and angry voice. "DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY HAIR!!!"

But, of course, the Mexican girl did not obey this order. Taking advantage of Nerissa's weakened state, she picked up speed, forcing the Native American woman to do the same. Nerissa clung to her rival's hand, trying to force Nidia to let her go, but all these attempts were in vain.

"I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU!!!"she screamed in rage and agony.

Nerissa was not one of those who cared about fashion and other similar things, but she was proud of her unique appearance and, of course, her hair was the subject of her main pride. Now she was really ready to kill her rival. But, unfortunately, she was not in a position to carry out this threat. Stopping abruptly, the luchadora directed the Echidna towards the metal barricade that separated them from the audience.

The head and most of the upper section of the Native American woman crashed into the hard metal. Uttering a loud cry of pain, she began to fall. Involuntarily, she grabbed the upper edge of the barricade with her hand and this allowed her to stay on her feet. Although she was in so much pain that she did not even immediately realize that she had managed to avoid falling. Dizziness combined with fatigue clouded her vision. Nerissa leaned forward, leaning on the barricade. The lower part of her body remained in the combat area, but the upper part of her body was partially in the fan zone. There was a huge amount of shouting around, but the Echidna almost did not distinguish them.

Despite the fact that Nerissa was tough and even to some extent cruel, even in her there were some boundaries that she tried not to cross. Hair pulling was one of those boundaries. There were many different and effective ways to grab an opponent, so the Native American woman tried to avoid such things, even in hardcore matches where there were no rules at all. Although, of course, if her opponent acted in this way, then it canceled all restrictions.

This was one such case. If up to this point she just wanted to have fun and defeat the Mexican girl, now the Echidna wanted to literally tear this bitch to pieces. It was easy to guess that hair is the main pride of Nerissa. And did anyone really have doubts about the fact that she would not tolerate such shit? The moment Nidia grabbed the braid of the Echidna, she signed her own death sentence. If not right now, then later.

When Nerissa crashed into the barricade, she was on the verge of losing consciousness. Her breathing was catastrophically heavy, and there was almost nothing but fog in front of her eyes. She had spent too much effort and the onslaught of her rival did not give her any chance of recovering at least part of her strength. The situation in which she found herself was far from the most pleasant. The Native American woman tried to get up, but her hands were so wadded up that she remained on the barricade.

Touch. Another attack? No. Something's wrong. It's not a woman's hand. But if it's not Nidia's hand, then whose fucking hand has touched her collarbone and is slowly going down. For Nerissa's clouded mind, it was like an electric shock. Never. No fucking man will ever touch her. The anger that gripped her at that moment helped her clench her fist and throw her right hand up. Her knuckles felt something hard. And at the same moment she heard a scream.

"That bitch broke my nose!"

Oh, Nerissa would love to answer those words. Breaking the nose of a bastard who thought he had the right to touch her wasn't the worst thing she could do. However, before she could say anything, the Echidna felt the touch again. And this time she had no doubt that it was Nidia's hands. The Mexican girl clung to the ass of the native American woman, at the same time tightly clasping her waist.

The Echidna clenched her jaw and tried to force herself to concentrate. But her strength was not enough. No matter how hard she tried, she could not force herself to strain and try to free herself. Although even if she had tried, it was unlikely that it would have been successful. The Mexican girl lifted her over the barricade and over the floor. Nerissa realized what was waiting for her, but she couldn't do anything about it.

Nidia leaned back, and then the arena filled with a nasty sound. The Echidna's back and head crashed into the concrete floor. She didn't even scream. Unbearable pain went through her body. After all the recent attacks, it was enough for the light to fade in her eyes. Nerissa's body went limp and even she herself did not know at that moment whether she was conscious or not.