Fame or Shame - Brooke Betancourt (D) vs Susie Barnett (D) - Double Debut Hentai Humiliation Match

Brooke leaned back, letting Susie's weight do all the work as she upended the blonde. The two of them hit the surface of the ring with a resounding THUD! Susie's head and neck got the brunt of the impact by design, while Brooke made her more controlled impact a split second later. Brooke propped herself up on her hands and rolled over, not willing to rest on her laurels from this one success.

"Sorry, but I'm not just gonna sit back and let you win," muttered Brooke as she peered over her fallen opponent. "Thanks for getting the paddle for me, though! Let me just go grab that, and we'll have some fun, okay?" Brooke pressed a chaste kiss to her dazed opponent's cheek, a sign of her mounting confidence in her position.

Brooke rose to her feet, practically skipping to the other side of the ring out of pride for getting back into this match. However, halfway through her journey, she heard a telltale click from where she'd just been. Her heart sank in her chest, and she turned around despite already knowing what she'd find. Just next to Susie was a bright red ball gag with the AFW logo on it, affixed with a small leather strap. Brooke found herself in the middle of the two toys, with her opponent starting to rise to a knee. In an instant, the model decided that she'd much rather risk getting gagged than spanked by a foe she'd just taunted. Finishing her trip towards the paddle, Brooke bent down to pick it up, turning around to appraise her opponent's position.

*Click*

Susie hadn't even gotten to her feet yet and already a new anomaly had presented herself on the mat right in front of her. A ball gag, straight from the timed tethers overhead. Susie's gaze shifted up to see Brooke's concerned glance shifting between the newly released toy and the paddle not too far away from. Brooke's first words were muffled in Susie's still ringing ears, but her wooziness had managed to mostly wear of in time for the second remark. Susie let out a sigh of relief. Going for the paddle would at least give her a few precious seconds of respite, while the ball gag just beneath her would have undoubtedly warranted another fight.

She grabbed onto the ball gag with a tight grip by the straps, rising slowly to her feet on shaky knees. By the time she had made it up Brooke had already secured the paddle in hand, and was staring back at her with a satisfied grin. Susie let out a slight chuckle to herself. The girl had made a pretty remarkable recovery from what was a pretty brutal string of attacks. She got lucky, yeah, but now that Susie was up and at it again, she was determined to make the poor brunette pay for her mistake. She began rapidly approaching the center of the ring, hoping to meet her opponent there and regain possession of her toy. The ball gag dangled over her shoulder by the straps, bouncing with every step.

"All right Brooke, you've had your fun" Susie said with an exaggerated sigh once the two were at a safe distance. "But you know what they say, finders keepers! And as long as I'm concerned, that toy belongs to me!" Susie exclaimed, lunging towards Brooke as she did. It was a far shot considering that even Brooke could probably see another kick from a mile away, but nevertheless, she took two steps before launching her left leg upwards into the air, her foot poised and aimed directly at Brooke's head in a mean looking side kick. Meanwhile, she kept her right foot planted loosely on the mat, ready to respond in the event the first attack fell short.

Brooke watched as Susie started advancing towards her. As soon as the blonde took her first step, a shot of adrenaline pulsed through the model. Her opponent was deceptively strong, after all, and Brooke didn't know if she could handle a third debilitating blow from her legs. Reflexively, she took a rapid step towards the blonde, raising the wooden paddle high above her head as if preparing a running strike. She felt the toy's heft in her hand, though, and realized that, used like this, it would be more than an actual weapon than a toy. Clubbing her opponent in the head would all but ensure her own safety, but it would be more than uncalled for. After all, she was here to have fun and explore herself, not to send girls to the hospital. Even if said girl had just delivered two savage blows to her own body.

So Brooke stopped for a moment with a quick, almost imperceptible shake of the head, mentally chiding herself for her adrenaline-fueled reflexes. She then continued to step forward, meeting her opponent's pace as they met in the center of the ring. This time, the paddle was held at a lower angle, more like an excitable dog's leash than a tomahawk. Her approach was more cautious, and her free hand was raised and opened, ready to catch one of Susie's strikes.

"Oh yeah?" she taunted with a smirk. "Then come and take it!" Predictably, Susie tried to do just that, lunging at her with her leg cocked back for another kick. This time, though, Brooke was ready. Seeing the leg shoot up high, the brunette leaned back to duck under the attack before bending forward to step through. Already bent over, and partially behind Susie, Brooke's eyes locked on a much more acceptable target for the paddle -- the blonde's bikini-covered ass! Rearing back with the paddle, she swung it out at the red bikini bottoms, attempting to give Susie a single hard spank! The move would end up being more of a distractor than anything, but any counterattack right now could give her life.

Susie's determined grin soon turned into a panicked yelp as Brooke's arms were raised high above her head, ready to swing the paddle down like like some sort of mad executioner. Time seemed to move in slow motion as Susie was alrighty in mid-lunge, building up the momentum needed to launch what she was hoping would be one fiery kick. She was already past the point of return, reflexes not quick enough to stop dead in her tracks should Brooke decide to use the toy as a weapon. Luckily for her, Brooke's expression seemed to relax as she realized the implications such a blow would have. Sure, Susie had been pretty brutal so far in this match, but not that brutal.

Time seemed to pick up against as Brooke's stance shifted, just in time for Susie's leg to go soaring in the air and hit... absolutely nothing. Given the distance between her and Brooke, and the amount of time her opponent would have had to process the incoming attack, Susie half expected this result. Ever the adaptable one, her leg swung over the head of her opponent, and realizing she missed her target, Susie began swinging her whole body around with it 360 degrees to line up a second attack. It was mid-swing that she managed to get a look at her opponent, who she now realized was already in the midst of launching a counter-attack, this time putting the paddle to much more appropriate use.

With lightning speed Susie's leg maintained it's airborne assault, refusing to ground itself after the first miss and instead coming around once again for a second attempt. This time her foot aimed lower, positioning itself exactly where her bikini covered butt had just been when Brooke first set her crosshairs on it. What was initially intended as a simple strike to the head soon turned into a 360 degree spinning side kick, aimed directly at Brooke's outstretched hand! If Susie was lucky enough she'd be able to deflect the humiliating attack, and maybe even knock the paddle clean from Brooke's unsuspecting grasp!

Brooke swung the paddle with her right hand, aiming for a quick backhand to Susie's ass. Everything was perfectly lined up; the swing and follow-through would no doubt leave an angry, stinging red mark to match Susie's bottoms. At least, that was the plan, until the blonde's foot swiped across her field of vision in a quick diagonal, sending the paddle clattering to the ground. The wooden toy bounced off of the ring floor and landed uselessly a few feet away from the two of them.

Like a deer in headlights, Brooke looked up, wide-eyed at her still-spinning opponent. Throwing and missing one high kick seemed strenuous enough, but being able to use that momentum to follow up with a second? That took serious skill -- skill that Brooke was increasingly afraid she couldn't match. It quickly became obvious that the longer the two of them stayed standing, the more chances Susie would have to lay Brooke out cold! And if that happened, who knows what the brunette would wake up to? She needed to bring this girl down to the mats as soon as possible.

Still, Brooke's options were limited. Susie's momentum was only just coming to a stop, leaving the blonde facing her side-on, at an almost perpendicular angle, but still with a stable-looking base for balance. For her own part, the Downrange Diva was still crouched like she had been while trying to spank her opponent. She was smaller and probably a fair bit weaker than her opponent, so a full-on tackle or slam wouldn't work. No, Brooke had to do her best to gradually unbalance her opponent before toppling her.

With that, Brooke leapt up, arms outstretched and reaching for the simplest handhold she could find, one that she might be able to use as a distraction: Susie's top! She would try to grab the hem of her rival's crop top and attempt to pull it up, exposing the girl's chest and possibly covering her eyes in the process, though the latter goal would depend on how Susie positioned her arms.

Sure enough, Susie's surprise attack was all it took to disarm the defiant brunette and save her from what would have surely been an embarrassing attack. She quickly glanced at the paddle that had been knocked out of Brooke's hand, now laying inconspicuously a few feet away, but not out of reach. Her eyes darted back to Brooke, who still stood crouched and with a determined look in her eyes. Going for the paddle wouldn't do much use, especially while her opponent still had some fighting spirit in her. A playful smirked creeped it's way on  Susie's lips. If this cutie still wanted to get her ass handed to her before playtime, then the blonde was more than happy to oblige.

She placed herself in a classical zenkutsu stance, with her forward leg bent at the knee, her rear leg extended straight out, and her hands clenched into fists and upright in front of her, fully expecting and prepared for even more combat. What she wasn't expecting was for Brooke to attempt yet another brazen and humiliating attack so soon after the other one. The smaller grappler leapt up at her, far faster than she had anticipated or could react to. Her fingers curled around the straps and hem of her top, causing Susie to stagger with the added weight. Sweat formed at her brow as she anticipated another grappling session to ensue, only to have her top ripped outwards!

"He- HEY!" Susie yelped sheepishly, her nipples hardening as they were exposed to the cool breeze of the arena, along with the rest of her bountiful chest. The upwards tug of her top trapped her arms above her head, covering her eyes along the way. She frantically stumbled a few steps backwards, trying not to keel over in her blinded state. The jeers from the audience exponentially increased as the first taste of sensual action in the match made itself visible on the jumbotron above.  If it hadn't been for the top covering her face, the cameras would have also caught Susie's cheeks which were now a bright shade of red.

Brooke's fingers still clung tightly to her attire, trying to rip if off entirely along with the ball gag which now now in clear danger of slipping off: An outcome Susie was deadest on preventing. Luckily for her, Susie's prized weapons were still well within use: her Lethal Legs. With a fierce war kiai, Susie would blindly launch her right leg out in a monster front kick. While she couldn't tell exactly where she was aiming, Brooke's grip on her gave her a general sense of where she was, and if it landed on a prime enough spot it would surely be enough to interrupt the attack and even knock her clean off her feet!

Brooke's eyes widened as she got her first glimpse of her opponent's nude form -- her first glimpse of any opponent's nude form. She'd say that her eyes were as wide as dinner plates, but as far as large, round objects go, there was only really one comparison immediately available to her. Susie's body wasn't that much bigger than her own, but seeing her breasts up close like this, the brunette couldn't help but feel slightly inadequate. Feeling her face bloom into heat out of secondhand embarrassment and personal jealousy, Brooke barely remembered to keep tugging up, hoping to finish stripping her opponent of her top.

"Holy shit, how do you not have back problems...?" she muttered, groaning with effort as she continued to pull upwards. Brooke stumbled forwards, still trying to push her opponent around and bring them both to the floor. When the kick came, though, that hope was dashed away in a blur of pain.

See, Brooke was still slightly crouched, the low position necessary to get a grip on Susie's crop top. Luckily, the kick just caught her in the bottom of the chin, far enough from the rest of her face to avoid shattering her nose or giving her a black eye. Nonetheless, the impact almost knocked her out right there and then. Brooke released her grip on Susie's shirt, and her back hit the ring floor. As she looked up at the ceiling, she couldn't differentiate between the AFW stage lights and the stars dancing around her field of vision.

"Nngh... Suuusie?" she drawled out, very much teetering in and out of consciousness. "Wanna... take your shirt 'n'... bury m' face'n those amazing tits..."