Handcuff handicap! Addyson Queensbury Vs. Death by Seduction

Addyson took the opportunity to try and slam her heel into Niska's leg a few more times. Domination aside, Addyson knew that if she had any hopes of winning, for now she had to concentrate on that. She couldn't try and out domme them yet. Maybe they liked pain but their bodies would still react like bodies do and no matter how much Niska might be in pleasure, getting her knee stomped would hopefully limit her mobility.

She made sure to keep an eye on Mitra though and would pull back and attempt one last hard kick aimed at Niska's spine to get her rolling back towards her corner. "Back for more then, poppet?" Addyson would say, panting a bit.

"Uhh! ...UGH!" Niska grunted out each time Addyson jabbed her heel home into the inside of her thigh, her body jolting from the pain while in the back of her mind she cursed that frisky little slut Mitra that was her tag partner. The Argentinian tried to sit up a bit and make a grab for Addyson's ankle to stop the attacks.

Mitra finally got all the way into the ring, smirking impishly at Addyson and giving her a wink "You bet." She said before suddenly charging forwards towards Addyson. She leaped into the air and tried to grab two handfuls of Addyson's beautiful blonde hair as she passed by, trying to ram the British woman down into the mat face first.

Addyson was ready to take on Mitra's attack as she pounced at her. Whens he grabbed Addyson's hair, the Brit was looking to turn Mitra's tackle into a scoop slam. But as she wrapped her arms around Mitra, she felt her ankle not turn. Her eyes widened as Niska held tightly on Addyosn's ankle and she let out a cry as it was bent painfully. She was slammed down to the ground by Mitra, managing to at least avoid hitting face first but now had Mitra aon top of her and Niska holding onto one of her ankles.

Niska hissed out sharply as Addyson was pulled down and she was released from the hold. Niska pretty much immediately released Addyson's leg and grabbed for her own ankle, hissing as she rolled away slightly and curled up into a ball.

Meanwhile, Mitra sought to capitalize on the situation with Addyson... Using her position on top of her, the pink haired dom positioned her shins on the mat either side of Addyson's hips and reached down to try and scoop the blondes head under her armpit for a grounded headlock.. The underside of Mitra's bust slotted right on top of Addyson's rack, pressing down nice and snug as she applied the pressure.

"Got you now..<3" the bubbly Dominatrix whispered while giggling all sugar and spice... She shook her head to fling back a few strands of her pink hair and then started to pull up until she was in a kneeling/sitting position in Addyson's lap.. Pull the Brit up in a sitting position in front of her in a headlock

Addyson groaned as Mitra pulled her into a sitting headlock. her body was bent into a painful C shape and her back ached along with the rest of her body that had been punished throughout the match. In this position it was hard to do much, but there was ONE thing she could attempt to do and so she balled her fist and tried to slam it into Mitras boob. Hopefully that would get the domme off of her a little bit.

"mmmh... <3" Mitra groaned out slutly... she arched her body backwards, purposefully pressing her crotch into the bottom of Addyson's abs and running her nipples through the leather of her costume right up against against Addyson's beautiful orbs. Mitra's butt started to into the blonde's crotch as the saucy Belgian girl panted suggestively with her hair rolled backwards.

"You feel so good Addy-URGH!!" Mitra was cut off as Addyson slammed her balled up fist right into her breast, making her whole body jolt and her hold loosen. But the pink haired girl wasn't ready to let her go yet, her pants grew louder as the bruising pain in the side of her breast made her feel the first signs dew like of moisture in the bush of her mound. Perhaps the lust was getting to Mitra, it was probably a good idea to switch holds because the punch had forced her to loosen the hold quite a bit... But the current situation felt so good..

Addyson gritted her teeth as se felt Mitra pressing down against her. The tight pressure on her own crotch along with the rubbing and jostling hadn't gone unnoticed. Her own nipples ached and she had to try and get this girl off her. The fist seemed to work but not entirely. Well, no sense in trying to fix what isn't broken.

"Get off of me you foul shrew..." Addyson grunted out and balled her fist again aiming for Mitra's tit again.

The second strike thudded home right against Mitra's soft warm breast, making her whole body jolt sharply.

"Ough!!" Mitra grunted out as her arm finally relinquished Addyson's head as Mitra went to hold her sore boob. She was grimacing in pain but there was a glint of devilish delight twinkling in her eyes, Mitra would try to shove her forearm right across Addyson's bust to make her fall backwards into a laying position..

"I love it when you talk dirty to me.." she whispered in a husky voice, still holding her bruised orb

Addyson fell backward as her own tits were smashed. She let out a grunt and looked up at Mitra as she cooed. "Oh, bugger off." Addyson groaned as she balled her fist again and tried to club it into the side of Mitra's head. "Are you want to get into a boxing match with a pugilist, poppet?" She said sharply. "I'd be happy to beat that bloody smirk off your face."

Mitra giggled playfully as Addyson was knocked down onto her back, sparing little time to clamber over the British dominatrix... Eagerly looking to cause more mischief... However perhaps this time she was a little too eager. As Mitra moved over Addyson, the strike slammed right into her cheek..

"Ugh!" She grunted out, knocked off of Addyson and to the side as she held the side of her face. At last a moments reprieve, or so Addyson would have thought.. Niska who had still been in the ring after Mitra's antics had left her in some trouble, had gotten to her feet only to see Mitra getting knocked off of Addyson. There would be plenty of time to see to that stupid little slut later... But for now she set her sights on Addyson, who she had been having fun with until Mitra's interruption.

Niska would stride right up beside Addyson and try to drop down hard in a full on elbow drop. Niska aimed to land with the underside of her bicep right across Addyson's bust and her upper body on top of the blonde haired girl with a thunderous *Thud!*


"Miss me?" She would coe if she landed the drop successfully, her practically bare breast pressing heavily against the side of Addyson's rack as the Argentinian lay on her