(Complete) Sabre vs Suyou (No DQ)

Dianeâ€s lip trembled as Suyou talked about making an example of her as a ‘washed-up loserâ€. The blonde had unfairly destroyed Dianeâ€s career in their previous league; now, after working so hard to put that humiliation behind her, it looked like the dominatrix was ready to drag Diane down all over again.

Her self-pity was cut short as Suyou slapped her ass extra-hard with the paddle. The bound girl let out an anguished moan, feeling pain and exasperation like never before. Her bottom really hurt now and she knew she was in for a hell of a spanking. Suyouâ€s strong arms rained down hit after hit, the loud crack of slapped flesh becoming like a metronome. Diane grit her teeth as she tried to withstand the relentless smacks to her ass, but every time the pain was sharper, and her own yelps that bit louder. And every time she opened her eyes she saw the faces of the crowd looking down at her, entertained by her predicament.

The prolonged punishment slowly turned the white-haired girlâ€s rear a deep, vivid red, where the paddle had done its work. It now matched the glow of her flustered, embarrassed face, and her butt cheeks were so tender now that they felt like they were on fire. The victim had lost count of how many spanks she had suffered... it would certainly be a long time before she could sit down comfortably again.

All through the torment, Suyou demanded Diane submit to her. Trapped, humiliated, and in ever-increasing pain, Diane eventually realised her spirit would give in. Pride was one thing, but she knew she couldnâ€t take the pain any longer, she had to make it stop by any means necessary.

Diane swallowed hard and shuddered in self-loathing. The only thing she hated more than Suyou right now was herself, for giving in.

“Okay, stop, please!” she whimpered. “I belong to you, I belong to you, just make this stop!” There was desperation in her pleading voice now.

The watching crowd had lost count of the number of paddle strikes as well. Now they were just watching with growing awe, and especially amusement. Many people were starting to laugh at Diane's unfortunate predicament, Only moments ago she had been the proud cavegirl calling herself Sabre. Now she was a becoming a tenderized mess destined to be Suyou's plaything.

Fortunately for Sabre at her final declaration of submission Suyou would keep her promise and stop the paddling, all smiles as she placed the paddle away. It was over now. Diane was her's once again. Oh, the fun she had planned for her here at the AFW. "Good girl, Diane," Suyou cooed, rubbing Diane's now sore and tender rump. "But we have long way to go to retrain you. I'll have to set aside everything and divert all my attention to you. Won't that be fun?" But there was still the matter of the match to attend to. Once that was over, then the real fun could begin.

Smirking, Suyou would then place her foot on Diane's back. "Hold still now," Suyou ordered, and would then step onto Diane's back and shoulders, momentarily placing all of her considerable weight and height on poor Diane's back until she would use the elvated position to take a seat on the turnbuckle Diane was handcuffed to, looking towards the ring. "There we go!" Suyou announced with a grin, before she would turn her sights to Diane aagain, looking down at her with a sadistic smile.

Grabbing the girl by her white hair Suyou would open her legs and then promptly shove Diane's face into her crotch, then quickly close her legs around Diane's neck, applying a tight front headscissor as she sat on the turnbuckle.

Dianeâ€s head sank unhappily as Suyou talked about ‘retraining†her. She knew all too well that the blonde was an unpleasant sadist, and desperately wanted to minimise the time spent in her company… but Suyou was now talking of torturing her body like some long-term project. Diane really hoped that wasnâ€t the case. Her past was marred by the indignities Suyou had inflicted upon her in the previous league; if that same pain was to define her future, too... well, it was too depressing to contemplate.

Back in the present, the bent-over Diane groaned deeply as she felt Suyouâ€s full weight being put on her back. Her spine ached terribly from the abuse it had received tonight, but the handcuffs meant she just had to bear it. Having used her like a human stepladder, Suyou sat down in front of her with a sickeningly cold smile on her face. By now, Diane realised that wasnâ€t a good sign at all…

She was right, wincing as her hair was grabbed and her head was shoved in between Suyouâ€s legs. The blondeâ€s muscular thighs enveloped her neck, clamping down with astonishing force. The pressure from the neck scissors immediately affected her ability to breathe, making Diane panic. The metal cuffs rattled as she instinctively tried to escape, but Suyouâ€s seated position was too strong for her to have any hope of loosening the firm hold, especially without the use of her hands. Once again, she was helpless and forced to stand there and endure the abuse.

Seconds passed with Diane struggling for air. Her face was locked against Suyouâ€s crotch, and what meagre breaths she could manage were tainted with the scent of her tormentorâ€s womanhood and sweat. The fierce hold was also affecting the flow of blood to her brain, giving her a splitting headache and making shapes spin in front of her eyes.

“Hnnggggh…” she groaned in abject misery. Her face was rapidly becoming purple, contorted with suffering as she languished in the punishing hold. She wanted to beg for mercy but even that was impossible right now. Annoyingly, her blonde foe was making this look effortless, while Diane herself looked utterly hopeless. She whimpered and moaned, wondering if she would be made to pass out from this cruel position.

Suyou's legs pulsed with power around Siane's neck, smiling down at the woman all the while. Her modified version of her finisher, Complete Subjectgation, would be just the thing to finish Diane off and prepare her for an evening of utter pleasure. Well, pleasure for Suyou anyway.

"Poor Diane," Suyou cooed mockingly, bringing her hand up to gently stroke Diane's cheek. Her touch was soft and warm, a change from her harsh treatment of Diane so far. Of course, she was strangling Diane with her legs as she did this. It seemed Suyou couldn't be gentle without being cruel. "Does it hurt? Can you breath?" Suyou smiled sweetly, rocking Diane's head about between her legs. She could easily make her pass out now, but where was the fun in that?

"If you really want to get out, Diane, you should tap out," Suyou instructed. "Otherwise I'll have to knock you out, And you wouldn't want that, would you?" Of course her advice would be impossible to carry out with her hands cuffed as they were, prolonging Diane's torture at the hands of the cruel blond.

Diane was gripped with fear and pain as she was strangled between Suyouâ€s legs. When the blonde brought her hand up to her face, Diane flinched, expecting further punishment, and was puzzled when Suyou began stroking her cheek in a soothing motion. This feminine tenderness from her tormentor was unexpected, and as it was still coupled with a harsh, callous choke, Diane really didnâ€t know what to make of it. She expected Suyou to flip back into catty viciousness at any moment.

She was further confused when Suyou told her to tap out. Diane desperately wanted to end the head scissors, and would have gratefully obeyed, but she didnâ€t know how she could tap out with her hands cuffed to the turnbuckle. The steel restraints rattled as she tried to move her arms, but they were trapped in place, preventing her from carrying out Suyouâ€s instruction. Poor Diane was exasperated now, she badly wanted to signal her submission but didnâ€t know how to.

“mpphh… please… no…” she croaked in response, painfully forcing the words out as she struggled for air. Her choked voice was no more than a whisper though, and her mouth was muffled by Suyouâ€s crotch, so it was doubtful her pleas could be heard anyway.

Diane really did not want to be knocked out; her head was aching terribly and all her survival instincts were fighting against it. Plus, she had the worrying suspicion that if she lost consciousness in the presence of the dominatrix, she might well wake up in an even worse predicament. Hapless Diane was left fraught by Suyouâ€s mind-games; she wanted to submit to her attacker but didnâ€t understand how she was to satisfy her orders. And every second of hesitation made her pain and panic worse.

The ref and the crowd may not have heard Diane's pleas for surrender, but Suyou did, and with Diane's face deep in her crotch the words vibrated through her sex, making Suyou coo with pleasure. She loved it when they begged. Made the whole game all the more fun.

"I'm sorry, I dodn't quite catch that," Suyou replied, feigning ignorance to Diane's pleas for mercy. "You'll have to speak up, dear." Of course, Suyou had no interest in Diane's desperate pleas. SHe never wanted her to submit to the headscissors in the first place. It was just a mind game to give Diane the smallest sliver of hope, only for her to realize that chance might as well have been a million miles away. Suyou really loved her job sometimes.

"Still not giving up?" Suyou asked with mock surprise. "Wow, you are very tough, aren't you? Very well, then. YOu leave me no choice. I'll just have to make you pass out." And true to her word Suyou would then put all her strength into the scissors she had around Diane's neck, applying full pressure with the intention of knocking her white haired opponant out. Her legs would tremble from the effort, and she would grunt from the strain, but through it all Suyou would keep her eyes locked with Diane's, watching the life drain from her face. "Nighty, night Diane....."

“MPPHH!” Diane moaned with fresh desperation as Suyou tightened up the scissors. The thighs enveloping her head felt like they would crush her neck completely; she couldnâ€t breathe at all now and circulation to her brain seemed to be ebbing away. Her burning, oxygen-starved lungs were aching as much as her throbbing skull, Diane becoming dizzy with the pain.

The bound girlâ€s cuffed hands clenched and unclenched as she suffered in the hold, yearning for some kind of reprieve. Though she knew her attacker was cold and cruel, she would have begged and begged for the pain to stop, but her position meant she was powerless to do even that. The lower half of her head was buried in between Suyouâ€s thick, glistening thighs, her nose and mouth nestled snugly against the crotch of Suyouâ€s pink panties. Only Dianeâ€s red eyes poked out from the head scissors, looking helplessly up at her tormentor with increasingly blurry vision. She saw no empathy there, and realised with dismay that Suyou planned to put her through the full, gruelling slide into unconsciousness.

It was a horrible way to go, but poor Diane had no choice. For several long moments she struggled against the inevitable, shuddering with the pain and emitting fraught groans from in between Suyouâ€s legs. Eventually, she started to feel weak and sleepy, and the pain in her chest and head began to overwhelm her completely. She had to resign herself to the awful truth - she would be made to pass out by her arch enemy.

She saw Suyouâ€s cruel smirk looking down at her contemptuously, then her world went black. Dianeâ€s muscular, half-naked body finally stopped struggling and went limp. Her legs slackened, but the metal restraints and the blondeâ€s thighs kept her lifeless form held upright for now.

Suyou could feel Diane's strength leaving her the longer the she held her in the escapable headscissors, and with her looking straight down at Diane meant she wouldn't miss a second of her descent into unconsciousness. It was beautiful in a way. And the crowd was eating it up. THe once strong and proud cavegirl Sabre reduced to a convulsing and writhing mess between Suyou's strong thighs.

Finally the struggling stopped, and Diane simply went limp, and Suyou knew then and there that she had won. "Dear me," Suyou chuckled. "All worn out?" Not releasing the headscissors just yet, Suyou would fish into the cleveage of hewr bikini top and pull out the handcuff keys. She'd then lean backwards and use the key to undo the handcuffs binding Diane to the turnbuckle, leaving Suyou;s legs the only thing keeping Diane up at the moment.

Of course, that wouldn't last long, and with a smirk, Suyou would release the headscissors, letting Diane's body collapse in a heap on the mat. With that Suyou would hop off the turnbuckle, make her way to Diane, and place a triumphant foot on her beaten opponant's chest for a very arrogant pin. The ref dropped to the mat, and immediately started the count out. "ONE! TWO!"

As Suyou spread her legs to end the head scissors, Dianeâ€s inert body just fell heavily backwards, the back of the sleeping girlâ€s skull thudding brutally against the mat. The jarring pain this caused actually made Diane stir a little as she lay sprawled on the canvas… her eyes flickered, though opening them fully was beyond her.

Through the swirling pain, she was dimly aware of a boot being placed on her bare chest, but she could not move her splayed limbs at all or resist in any way.

“THREE!!” The ref girl finished her count. The bell rang to signal what everyone watching already knew - Suyou had won, Sabre the “cave girl” had been unmasked and thoroughly defeated. Despite starting strongly, the white-haired wrestler had clearly struggled without the gimmick of her bone mask, and with her identity revealed the unfortunate Diane had suffered terribly. The marks on her body were evidence of her humiliation. She was now a battered, dishevelled mess, limp and helpless on the mat, drained of all her strength. With the match bell ringing in her ears, she whimpered unhappily and slipped into unconsciousness again, knowing that she had lost, and knowing she was laying helpless beneath Suyouâ€s boot.

The crowd erupted into righteous cheers for the blond bombshell and her spectacular victory against the beaten down cave girl. It had been a confusing match to those unaware of Suyou and Diane's history together to say the least, but no less entertaining.

Upon the bell being rung to declare her voctory Suyou raised her hands to the air and laughed, taking in the cheers of the crowd with a victorious strut around the ring, waving and blowing kisses to her fans. But once the after-match gloating was done Suyou set her sights on Diana again, and thinking of the plans she had for her made her smirk.

The first thing she did was gather up all the tools and toys she had used to assure her victory in this match. SHe grabbed her paddle, her riding crop, handcuffs, and even grabbed Diane's bone club and skull mask. She could probably find a use for those.

Once that was done Suyou headed back to Diane again, grabbed her by the arm and with a heave ho the blond hauled the unconscious cave girl onto her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Despite the woman's size the act proved to be no effort to Suyou's strong upperbody. "Time to go, Diane," Suyou whispered, giving Diane's thong covered ass a playful smack. "We've got a lot of catching up to do." With her bag of tricks and her sex slave for the evening Suyou would then leave the ring, taking Diane out of the public eye for a little after-match fun of their own....