Phoebe vs. Karina - Fall of the Beast

Phoebe purred softly as Karina screamed into their kiss. Karina was completely broken. It was immensely satisfying to see Karina reduced to such a helpless, broken state.

She released Karina from their kiss, taking a step back, she worked Karina's thighs apart and extricated her fingers, now coated in Karina's juices. Bringing them up to her mouth, Phoebe dabbed them briefly with her tongue, taking the briefest of tastes. Phoebe would then move in, catching Karina quickly before she fell and turning her around, face to face once more. She would lean Karina against the bars, gently this time, and stare at her once more. "Submit." Phoebe commanded. It was only a formality at this point; Karina had submitted to Phoebe in every other way, but to end the match, she would need the vocal submission... and then Karina would need Phoebe to accept it.

Karina was easily turned and shoved against the bars, though it was gentle, the fact that Karina was trembling in fear was proof enough that everything Phoebe was doing was hurting Karina, either mentally or psychally. Her eyes and cheeks were red, mostly from the tears that streamed down them, there was not a single thing of deviancy left in Karina, all she wanted to do was end this match, this was just too much for her now.

When Phoebe asked for Karina's submission, an almost immidiate reply came from her, it was a choked and soft voice but still she wanted to surrender badly. " Y-Yes I submit to you! " Though her tone did have a bit of forcefullness in it, it was only because of the match was going to end this way. her juices dripping down her inner thighs, her body bruised up from numerous attacks and the side of her lip still bleeding from another attack.

Phoebe's usual calm demeanor was beginning to thaw at this point. The satisfaction she felt was hard to hide. Phoebe herself had taken a bit of abuse at Karina's hands, but between the two of them, it was absolutely clear who got the worst of it.

She smiled warmly, almost invitingly, at Karina's surrender. "You... are mine now." She whispered, leaning in and planting one last, brief kiss on Karina's lips... before driving her fist right into Karina's stomach. She would then pull the naked, battered, trembling brawler over to the guitar. Sliding it away from the wall, Phoebe would heft her doubled over and helpless foe upside down. "I accept your submission," she would call out... before pile-driving her head first, right into her own guitar.

It seemed that the match for over.. But Karina certainly couldn't see it that way. The more she looked into Phoebe's eyes, the more she started to shake and Phoebe's words didn't exactly put her mind at ease. She wondered what Phoebe meant with that Karina was hers.. Karina belonged to no one, not even Seraphim but even if she did have the courage to question Phoebe, the kiss upon her lips came and the only sound that came from the wounded beast was a small whimper.

The kiss wasn't enjoyable, ateast not for Karina and the punch that came afterwards certainly wasn't something that Karina could appreciate. She was forced to come with Phoebe to her guitar, her mind was blank, not a single thought came about what was going to happen, being lifted up and upsidedown against Phoebe, her wet crotch on full display and her kiono falling off now that her arms were limply hanging. Before she noticed what was going to happen, she was slammed brutally against her hard guitar, the impact didn't even make Karina release a scream or any kind of sound, her eyes rolled into the back of her skull and her body gave a slight jolt, immidiatly losing conciousness and completely limp in Phoebe's arms, the blow however brought a wound in the top of Karina's head, which was bleeding badly now, it could even accompany with a concussion but no one could tell aslong as Phoebe held her.

Phoebe released Karina, letting her fall to the mat. Standing up, she looked down on her fallen foe. "Be seeing you," she whispered, and signaled for the referee to open the cage. She remained inside, watching the paramedics rush in to hoist Karina onto a stretcher and carry her outside the ring.

As they carried her out, the ref remained behind to announce Phoebe the winner. Phoebe picked up the guitar. "Ref, this belongs to her." Lazily handing the referee the guitar, Phoebe left the ring with hardly another word.