Rebecca vs Poison: Hentai Handcuff Match

"You...friggin... Cow..." Poison groaned as she found herself trapped between the arms of the huge blonde. Her slender yet curvaceous body crushed by those powerful tanned muscles. Poison soon realized she was kicking her feet in the air as Rebecca had lifted her up. Her ample bossom pressed against the huge tits of her opponent, Poison was forced to arch her back, poking her breasts against Rebecca's pair firmly; despite the pain, the pink haired girl couldn't help feel a little aroused by this contact and her nipples quickly began to harden on her flimpsy top.

"Let me goooooo!" Poison wailed, squirming desperate to get free.

Rebecca couldn't help but feel smug at the situation, Poison was still hurling insults at her but that was all the pink haired vixen could do in the amazon's mighty grasp, a few shakes added extra to sap all the fight right out of her, turning her into the amazon's plaything. However she did ease up on the pressure when she felt something different in the way their breasts were mashed together.

Deciding on seeing just what was causing it (and with the added bonus of humiliating Poison) she'd let go of her devastating bearhug, letting the former gang member drop down to the mat before trying to rip off her shirt and any bra she was wearing with it.

Poison felt like all the air was getting slowly knocked of her. Rebecca's arms were so powerful, she just didn't had the strength to break free. The pink haired girl wiggled in the amazon's grasp, trying to free an arm to claw into her opponent's eyes or something, before her body was snapped like a twig by the vicious amazon, but before she could do she was released. Poison dropped on her knees, arching her back, rubbing it with both hands as she grimaced, the agony clearly showing in her lovely face.

And then she felt a pull on her top and heard a loud rip. Her flimsy top got torn cleanly from her chest, a not so difficult task considering how it barely hung in there, and since Poison never wore a bra, she could soon feel the cool air of the arena against her naked tits. The crowd roared, apparently shifting sides as Poison covered her tits blushing deeply.

"What's wrong?" Rebecca taunted, smiling like a shark who smelt blood when Poison rushed to cover her exposed breasts "got something to hide?" she asked as she stepped closer to Poison, picking her up by the hair so she could look the gang member in the eyes "you do know that this is a hentai match, right?" the amazon continued, "I'm only just getting started." she threatened, trying to push Poison's shielding arms away to get a better look at them and see if she was right about what was pressing into her breasts in the bearhug.

Posion couldn't do much but groan cutely as her pink hair was yanked forcefully, giving her no option but to stand up. And then her arms were pulled to the sides uncovering her ample breasts, the wrinking coral aureolas and the hard rock nipples. Poison blushed as she now couldn't hide how the bearhug had affected her and aroused her. She couldn't understand it either, it had been painful and... crushing, yet she somehow enjoyed it.

"I know what hentai is, fat frankenstein clon!" Poison yelled, raising her knee, aiming to hit Rebecca's crotch while the blonde looked at her tits.

Rebecca's expression turned from one of delight and desire to one of rage when Poison insulted her, she was just about to send a punch to her belly to shut her up before a knee smacked painfully into her crotch. Dammit, she thought as she slumped down to her knees what is it with women here at low blows? she wondered before looking up at Poison with rage in her eyes, not that rage was going to help her much in her position.

"Just a little something for you to remember me..." Poison said with a wicked smile. There wasn't much point now trying to hide her tits, and the pink haired girl wasn't really on the shy and timid camp, so she decided to focus on hurting, and insulting, Rebecca now that she could.

"I must admit I am impresed..." Poison said as grabbed Rebecca's hair with both hands. "... I though dinosaurs were extinct!" she added witha mad giggle as she dropped down to her knees, trying to slam Rebecca's face on the mats.

Rebecca growled when Poison grabbed her hair, it seemed that she had underestimated the hot gang member's ability to fight dirty. Bringing a crop to a match was probably the first give away.

The amazon let out an "Ugh" as her hair pulled the rest of her head down to the mat but if Poison thought that she could get away with insulting her like that she was mistaken. With a snarl she'd get up to all fours then charge at the pink haired woman, trying to lift her over the shoulder as she stood up. If possible she'd spin her around while holding her to make her dizzy before slamming her back down to the mat.

"Yeah!!! And stay down elephant bitch!" Poison yelled celebrating her small victory without letting go on the blonde's hair. But Rebecca didn't stayed down and as Poison began to stand up, trying to drag the blonde by the hair, she suddenly found herself lift up in the air over one of the amazon's shoulders.

"Aughhhh! No no no no! Put me down! Put me down!!!" Poison demanded, pounding with her fists on Rebeca's back as the blonde spun around quickly making the pink haired girl lose all perception of up and down."Fucking godzilla on steroids...UGGGGHHHHHH!" Poison screamed in panic before being nailed on the canvas loudly, the crowd gasped as the ring trembled with the impact and the pink haired gangster flopped on the mats like a fish out of water, the whole arena still spinning in her head as she squirmed and arched her body trying to rub the agony off her back.

"Hah... hah..." Rebecca panted as Poison pretty much bounced up from the impact. The statuesque amazon taking a moment to observe her handiwork, her strength silencing the crowd, now it was time to silence the gangster below her...

Moving towards the pink haired woman's legs, she grabbed one in each hand, spreading them out slightly and then, for the first bit of payback for giving her a low blow, would cruelly stomp down on her crotch and watch her writhe in pain some more. "That was for the low blow!" she'd shout, having made a mental checklist of all the insults she dished out, she was going to make her pay for each one, then have her own fun with what was left of the crook.