Terra Firth vs Dominic Tyson (Complete)

Watching as Dominic sunk to his knees before her brought a malicious grin to Terra's face. She loved these no disqualification matches. With no rules to get in her way she was free to use her cruel agenda in whatever way she saw fit. And she could get pretty creative when it came to inflicting pain.

Once Dominic was on his knees Terra would run backwards to the ropes, bouncing off them so she would come running at Dominic with greater speed, so she could aim a drop kick right to his face.

Dominic head was bowed down a bit, still clutching his crotch... He looked up at the last minute only to get a firm faceful of both of Terra's boots.

"UGH!!" Dominic grunted out deeply as the drop kick really knocked him for six; his body snapped backwards hard off of his knees and into a laying position face up, his arms was thrown wide open laying sprawled out on the mat. His eyes were closed with a grimance on his face, Terra's rough attacks making him start to pant a little up into the air, his chest rising and falling as he shook his head and tried to get rid of some of the daze

Taylor fell to her back after delivering the low dropkick, but was quick to sit up so that she could capatalize on the advantage she had just gained. "Piece of shit," Terra snarled, giving one good stomp to Dominic's midsection before moving to his head. "I'm going to break your fucking face, asshole!" Terra would then sit down on the mat by Dominic and grab his head. if she managed that she would promptly shove his head into her crotch and wrap her fishnet covered legs tight around his head, trapping him in a deadly front headscissors.

"nh!" Dominic grimanced as his head was grabbed, he opened his eyes only to see Terra opening up her legs and feel himself being guided between her thighs... He gasped in just as she forced his face right against her crotch and clamped her fishnet covered thighs around his head, Dominic's hands immediately grabbed at Terra's thighs to try and pry them open...

The position alone did seem to have quite a distracting effect on him... Not only did his pants quickly a little as he blew and drew in breath right against her crotch, his heart beat immediately started to pound and his blue lycra shorts started to feel a little tighter then before as a bulge started to appear on the front. Dominic's squirmed, not wanting to succumb to this somewhat embarrasing hold.

"Got you now, shit head!" Terra laughed. Now that her legs had locked tightly around Dominic's head she started to squeeze it tightly, crushing his throat between her fishnet covered thighs. The embaressment Dominic was feeling did not pass on to Terra. As far as she was concerned this was just another position she could hurt him in.

Although she couldn't help but notice the bulge that began to grow within his shorts, and Terra grinned cheekily. "What? You liking this?" She reached over and would grab Dominic's package tightly in her hand, giving it a squeeze for good measure. "Squeal for me, shit head!"

Dominic hands gripped Terra's thighs tightly, his fingers digging into her fishnets and legs... slowly prying her legs open until he felt her shift and then her hand suddenly clamp a really good grip on his defenseless bulge.

Dominic's eyes went wide and he gasped in deep right against Terra's crotch, the squeeze making him lose all his strength momentarily and allowing her to snap the head scissors back on tightly.

"Ahhh!!!" Dom cried out, his thighs clamping shut around Terra's hand and one of his hand grabbing for her wrist.. He was now in a real bad position.. He kept on trying to pry her thighs open with one hand as he grit his teeth, the other hand concentrating on trying to pry her hand away from his crotch.

"Oh no," Terra cooed mockingly, a cat-like grin spreading across her face. "What have we got here? It feels like a little prick." The hand clutching Dominic's manhood suddenly tightened like a vice, squeezing him mercilessly. Not only was she tightly squeezing his package, but her legs wrapped around hiss throat also squeezed tight, cutting off his air and bloodflow.

It would soon become apparent that Dominic's struggling against her crotch was beginning to have an affect on Terra, and red hue soon appeared on her cheeks. "Oh Dominic," Terra moaned, her grin beginning to spread. "It feels so good when you struggle! So fucking good!" She squeezed his manhood tighter to elicit more desperate attempts to escape. "More! Struggle more!"

"nnaaAAAHHHH!!" Dominic cried out right into Terra's crotch as Terra put the squeeze on his semi erect member, slowly becoming fully erect because of where his face was and the thought of her holding onto his member, rather than the actually feeling which was extremely painful.

Dom tried shaking his head which only resulted in him nuzzling his nose and lips into Terra's mound some, his thighs squeezing tightly around Terra's clutching hand as he balled up his fist and tried to punch into the side of Terra's leg, hoping to deaden the muscle so that she'd have to let go. If she remained in the same position, he would punch second and then a third time.

"Oh yeah! Just like that!" Terra moaned in a somewhat sexual craze, forcing Dominic to grind further against her sex as she urged him with each squeeze of his balls. Every struggle and attmept to escape sent undescribale feelings coarsing through her body. She never wanted ti to end; she wanted to keep Dominic trapped between her legs until he passed out.

Unfortunately Dominic was not enjoying this quite as much as she was, as evidenced to his sudden punching at her leg. "OW! What the hell?!" Terra screamed, and cried out again as the second punch came. "I'm warning you, you piece of shit!" WHen the third punch came Terra had enough, the pain becoming too much to ignore. But before she relased Dominic, she would ball up her fist, and punch him square in the face. "Dirty bastard," she snarled, and would try to rool away from Dominic and get to her feet.

Dominic gasped in sharply as Terra released his head from her thighs grasp, being mashed up against her crotch he could barely breathe and any air he did get was from between her thighs and mound.

"Ugh!" He yelled out as her fist crashed against his face, he fell backwards and rolled away. Although the punch to his face was fresh, his first port of call was to clutch his hand had his bulge through his tight lycra shorts, his cheeks were painted a deep crimson as he balled up. She'd done quite a number on him with that deadly grasp, aroused and hurt pretty bad down there. He grunted and stubbed his toes against the mat as he tried to recover