Lisa Giordanni vs "Mad" Max

Lisa took deep breaths while exerting some pressure on his waist, but she was still weak from his blow to be able to lift him. And the strong impacts of his hammer blows on her back weren't helping at all. Everytime she would try to move up her back was knocked, making the brunette stay bent.

"Ghh, dammit..." she groans, as taking air to her lungs was quite painful.

It wasn't leading her nowhere, so Lisa was just going to let him go when he also grabbed her waist.

"No! Ahh!" The girl pushed his chest to escape but it was too late: she got flipped over on the air, right above his shoulders. The crowd screamed at Max's feat of strenght by holding a much bigger girl like that.

Max was rather impressed that Lisa was being so persistent in applying the bear hug. He was secretly glad that his hammer blows were keeping her bear hug's pressure at bay.

As he began to flip and lift the brunette onto his shoulders, he could feel how her full size and weight would be an issue for his normal power moves. So, wasting no time in keeping her elevated, the silver-haired boy quickly brought down the nearly half of a foot taller brunette into a sit-out power bomb, where he would remain in a sitting position.

Lisa lived a moment of terror as she was right above his shoulders, but it all ended in less than a second as Max roughly dropped the brunette amazon in a sitting powerbomb, slamming her back on the ground with a loud noise. Lisa herself opened her mouth to scream in pain, but it went unheard as she didn't have enough air to make it.

The pain of the impact spread through her shoulders and back, and she tried to breathe. It was hard and painful, she remained down on the ground, with her eyes shut and arms spread, while her chest made slow expansions and contractions in an attempt to suck air to her lungs. The brunette's long legs were over his opponent's shoulders, and both naked crotches were now on each other.

"Ghh....mhnn..aahh..." Lisa moans, slowly opening her eyes and moving her hands in an attempt to sit down on the floor.

Max could feel his blood pumping with adrenaline as he brought the busty brunette crashing to the mat and on her back with a loud thud that was heard through the arena. The audience winced collectively with a mix of excited and pained "Ooh"s and "Ahh"s.

Max was reveling in the site of the pained Lisa. His eyes drank in as she lay motionless with her arms sprawled out and eyes shut. He held her motionless legs in his hands by the upper thigh. He was breathing in rhythm with Lisa, but not because he was winded.

He nearly didn't notice that their exposed crotches were now resting against each other until he looked downwards, trying to plan his next motion of attack. Before he could even act on the thoughts that were starting to race through his mind, Lisa began to moan and started to stir; he couldn't let her get up. Grabbing the brunette's long legs while simultaneously rolling their bodies so that Lisa would be on her stomach and bust, Max tried to get the beauty into a two-legged Boston crab. "I will break you in half and then make you wish you hadn't unleashed me!!!!"

That powerbomb sure did a number on the brunette, leaving her dazed and breathless as her opponent admired his work on the girl. After a brief silence the crowd winced, surprised, and then they began to cheer that strong and performatic move the kid just used on the bigger Lisa.

"Ahh..." she moans, moving her arms to sit on the ground, looking at her opponent's excited face. "Ghh, bastard..." But it seemed that he wouldn't give her enough time to recover, as just as the girl lifted her torso a bit, he twisted the girl by grabbing her legs and rolling her to lay on her large bust.

"No, don't...Ah...AHH!" Lisa screams in pain as he applies a painful boston crab on her back, exerting an awful pressure on her already hurt body. "Ghh...ahh..."

Lisa knew how bad that situation was. His threats only made her more nervous, and she had to get out of that situation. As he sit down to torture her, Lisa moves her long arms, trying to reach his head and try to bring his chin back, bending his neck roughly. Hopefully the pain would be enough to startle him and break the hold.

As Max got the Boston crab locked on, he grinned with a little glee. Lisa's screams of pain were music to his ears as he cranked up the pressure, causing him to get into more of a sitting position to stretch out the brunette's body. However, this brought his chin within reach of the blindly stretching arms of Lisa.

He let out a groan of pain as he felt the girl lock in her hand on his chin and pulled his head backwards, but he didn't let go. Instead he tried enduring the pain while letting go of one leg and using that hand to reach back for a handful of the brown locks to bring her head up. He knew he wouldn't be able to withstand Lisa's hold for a long time, but he dare not let her get the advantage again.

Lisa reached his chin, and then without wasting any time pulled it down roughly. "Ghh! Let me go!" She could hear the crowd roaring as Max pulled her hips out of the ground, putting her exposed womanhood on display. "Ahh!...let me... go!" And she reaches both hands and pulled his chin even harder.

The brunette's efforts seemed to have worked at least, as she got one leg released and dropped on the ground. But her other leg was still held by him. Lisa begins to try and shake it so he would lose the grip, but then he grabbed her brunette mane and pulled it roughly backwards, making the girl moan, more embarassed than actually in pain. She
really hated to have her hair pulled like that, but at the same time... it was quite turning her on.

Lisa blushed and felt weird, being excited by wrestling naked with a guy handling her like that was...shameful, to say at least. But she couldn't deny her young blood beggining to boil. She knew that she couldn't let it get over her head, tough, and used her free arms to get enough leverage to crawl from underneath his legs to the closest ropes.

The two bodies were forming a circle of pain as they pulled on each other. Max looked like he was sticking his member out for somebody to grab onto, while his yanking of Lisa's leg was exposing her womanhood to the crowd.

He couldn't help but feel amused as his yanking of Lisa's hair produced a moan. He knew that his actions were getting to the brunette, but so were her own getting to him. In his violent state, the more pain Max felt, the more attractive Lisa would appear as a challenge.

As she let go of his chin to try and make a crawl for the ropes, Max let go of her hair, causing him to lean forward for a bit, which would lessen the pull on the single leg. He didn't want to let the brunette make to the ropes, so he quickly devised a plan. Quickly trying to get back into the sitting position, which placed his naked rear against hers. Despite whether or not she had made it to the ropes, Max would reach between his legs and Lisa's own to begin rubbing her exposed sex for the crowds and his own amusement.

Lisa got her leg dropped, succeeding on breaking the painful submission that Max was putting her on. "Yeah... now I just need to...ahh what the?" The brunette was ready to slip from under his grip, when she got sat on her bubble butt. Before she could do anything, she felt... her pussy getting rubbed! Max remembered Lisa that it was a Humiliation Match, and it sure was getting the bigger brunette embarassed!

"Ahhh wh...what are you...doing?" asks Lisa, moaning as her exposed wet womanhood got teased. The crowd cheered from the ringside as they watched the boy's performance on the naked amazon. Lisa blushed and then began to move her hips up, to try and make him lose balance, so she could escape. Unfortunately for her, it also gave Max a better access to her area.

"Ghh...stop it, jerk!" She begins to fire elbows at his sides, to try to startle him so she could get away from that troublesome situation.

Max was enjoying his current domination of the Italian amazon, making sure that her leg was held tight while he continued to rub at her exposed sex. As she began to raise her hips, the silver-haired boy had to steady himself to try and keep balanced.

As Lisa protested his advances, he couldn't help but smile, going a little faster at his rubbing. "Your words say no, but your moans say-ugh!" His taunt was cut off by a fury of elbows being thrown at his sides. The retaliation had caused his clench on the voluptuous woman's thighs to loosen and his rubbing to slow to an almost stop.