Handcuff handicap! Addyson Queensbury Vs. Death by Seduction

Addyson shook her head and grinned at Niska's words. "Me too." She said as she was ready to wade back in. But as she stepped forward, Niska dashed and Addyson caught the boot right under her breast. She winced and her legs bowed but she pushed off her right foot and slid her left one back. There was pain on her face but she tried to keep her position, using her body to try and hold Niska's foot in place even as her breast was shoved upward. Her mouth opened and she panted softly as she eyed Niska. "Come on then." She challenged Niska to continue her assault through gritted teeth.

Niska was a bit surprised to see Addyson take the big boot in such a fashion without going down, but simply smiled and shrugged it off. As Addyson tempted her to "come on", Niska licked her lips and twist her ankle a bit from left to right, grinding the heel into the underside of Addyson's breast..

"You asked for it hon..." she whispered back... With her foot up against Addyson's body being held in place, Niska figured that Addyson was expecting her to jump up and send a kick to her head... Instead Niska would hop on her free leg once to test the pressure being applied by Addyson pushing against her leg... Then when she was ready, she'd hop up but allow herself to fall backwards... Because Addyson wasn't actually holding her boot up, Niska's leg would come free away from Addyson's body.

Niska grimanced as she landed heavily on her butt, but would try to concentrate hard to swing her left leg (that had been balancing on) at Addyson's shins.. Trying to sweep her down onto the mat.

If not for Addyson forcing herself forward and putting pressure on herself and wedging her body into Niska's legs, Addyson would probably have tumbled. As she was about to push Niska off, she felt the domme's heel grind into her tit. SHe let out a growling pained grunt and reached up to try and grab Niska's anke and hold it in place.

When Niska fell backwards, Addyson slumped forward. When She hit, Niska's heel drove deeper into Addyson's tit. This time she let out a pained yelpe and fell tot he side fo the Domme. She grabbed her sore breast and winced as she tried to shake off the soreness and the being stunned by the jostle of Niska's boot against her chest.

Niska rolled over and up to her knees, her hands on the small of her back as her landing hadn't been all that pleasant. Luckily Addyson had come down with her for the ride and impaled herself on the bottom of Niska's heel.

Niska climbed to her feet, standing beside Addyson still feeling her back... She'd aimed down a couple of viscious looking stomps right for Addyson breast, placing the heel of her boot right against the same breast she had already cruelly jabbed. Twisting her ankle she grinded the heel right against the Brit's poor breasts

Addysin held her boob as Niska decided to rain down kicks onto her already sore tit. "Bloody hell." She grumbled and arched her shoulder so tat Niska was stomping on the small of her back rather than her breast. She reached up with her free hand to try and stabilize herself and hold onto the bottom rope. Despite the kicks, she hoped she could at least get to her knees though if Niska was bent on kicking her forever, that wouldn't do much good.

Niska smirked as Addyson cursed.

"Its cute when you say things like that.." she said... As the British dominatrix tried to get up onto her knee, Niska reached down to fiercely grab two handfuls of her golden blonde hair.. She'd then drag her over towards Death by Seductions corner and aim to hang her neck just over the bottom ropes. Niska would then put a foot on the back of Addyson's neck so that she was pushing down all of her body weight and forcing Addyson's throat against the ropes

Addyson growledout in a grunt of pain as she was suddenly yanked by the hair and drug across the floor. She clenched her fists tightly and shut her eyes to hold back the tears that her body was trying to force out of her. Addyson was then tossed over the bottom rope and gagged as she was trying to be chocked out by the rope. She coughed and sputtered but at least she had the use of all her limbs for now. She tried her best to push herself to the side so that she could make Niska's leg slip from her neck. If she was able to, she would try and grab Niska's ankle and pull it as hard as she could. It wasn't a very good attack if it even hit but at the very least it might tangle the domme up int he ropes long enough for Addyson to roll away.

Niska scoffed to herself as she pressed her booted foot hard against the back of Addyson's neck, choking her and watching as the British dom flailed about. Unfortunately there was someone else in that corner that wasn't too pleased with the way she had previously been blind tagged out of the match and denied all the fun. Mitra moved a little along the ropes, coming up in front of Niska while the Argentinian was too busy concentrating to Addyon.. She then reared back and would clap a ferocious knife edge chop right across Niska's practically bare chest.

"Ugh!" Niska huffed out, releasing the ropes to grab her chest "Consider that a tag." She said as Niska scowled "Why you little slu-" But just then, Addyson was able to suddenly shove Niska over to one side, the green haired dom falling to the mat, one arm grabbing at her ankle and the other draped over her chest. Mitra would start to climb into the ring, unless Addyson went straight for Niska.. In which case she might wait it out a little.

Addyson heard the chop and the smack talk between the two. Having pulled down Niska, she had to keep an eye on Mitra but worse yet, she had to try and get ou of the situation entirely. She rolled away and spun around to face the girls and instantly went to try and grab Niska's leg and drag her with her. If she could manage that, she's try and stand up and then put a hard boot into the side of Niska's leg, right at the knee to try and clip her a bit, while her eyes darted back from Niska to Mitra to see what the now tagged in girl might do.

Mitra had indeed tagged in, although rather then jump in immediately in to assist her tag partner, she stood on the apron of the ring with a weird smirk... licking her lips slightly as Addyson dragged Niska into the middle of the ring. Niska felt her leg lifted up into the air, moving her hands up to try and stop Addyson but could as the British domme viscous stomped down right on the inside of her knee.

"Ahh!!" Niska cried out, rolling over onto one side and grabbing her leg a bit... Meanwhile at the corner of the ring, Mitra slowly started to creep in between the ropes, first only slipping one leg through the ropes.. purposely taking a long time..