Sven vs Lisa Giordanni

Over and over again Sven would slam painfully into the mat, getting some much needed revenge on the tall Italian for humiliating him earlier. He would show her no mercy as he bashed her face into the mat, feeling her struggling beneath him but it would do her no good. "How do you like that, slut?" Sven cackled as he tormented her. "What's that? You want me to stop? Does that mean you give up?" He was mimicking her words from earlier, mocking her again.

Eventually though Lisa would be able to get her arms out from under her, but this was something Sven had been planning for as well. Once one arm was out Sven would immediately grab it and drape it over his thigh, then do the same with the other. With both arms trapped Lisa would be helpless to Sven grabbing her chin and forcing her head back in a camel clutch submission. Just to be cruel, he would also cover her mouth with his hands, making sure she couldn't talk or scream.

Lisa was able to free her arms from under her body, but unfortunately for her Sven used that to his favor. He got her arms and draped them over his legs, making almost impossible for the brunette to get out from that position.

"Ghh...damn you!"

The girl new what was coming after: closing her eyes to witstand the pain, Lisa's chin got pulled backwards roughly, sending jolts of pain through her bent spine.

"Ghhaahhh!!!"

Then, she got her mouth covered, muffling her screaming. Without thinking twice, the brunette bites his fingers sharply. She tries to hurt him real good and hopefully escape the camel clutch.

Sven grinned as he pulled roughly back on Lisa's chin, covering her mouth just in time to stifle her screams, looking to punish her in revenge to her attacks on his crotch. "I'm gonna break your back, bitch!" Sven announced as he pulled further back on her chin.

He then winced as Lisa bit down on the inside of his finger, and tore his hands away from her mouth, now switching back to her chin. "You want to play it that way? Fine," he growled, cupping her chin. He would then start pulling back on her with maximum pressure, pulling on her chin so much that she was forced to look straight upwards at his grinning face, taking her back to the breaking point as he tortured her.

Lisa craved her teeth on her opponent's finger, but it seemed that it wasn't enough to stop him. Her back continued to get punishment, and the brunette was screaming:

"AHHH! NO!!"

Her head was bent and she looked to Sven's sick grin with fear and some tears slipping from her big brown eyes. She tries to unstuck her arms and move her hands to his, to reduce the pressure, but she knows that she can't take much longer.

"I could easily break you in half," Sven chuckled as he looked down at Lisa's teary face, relishing in her fear. "But where would be the fun in that? I'd rather make you suffer a bit longer before I make you my bitch!"

After holding Lisa in that torturous position for several minutes Sven would release the girl's chin, and would slam her face first into the mat to release her, getting off her back and getting back to his feet.

"Now to break you," he chuckled, and would reach down for Lisa. grabbing her body and lifting it off the mat. If he managed that, he would hold her across his chest aloft in the air, right before he would drop to one knee, slamming her spine against it in a brutal backbreaker.

For several minutes Lisa continued to have her back bent roughly, she couldn't do anything but scream helplessly on the ring as sVEN tortured her. She would like to give up, but at the same time she wouldn't give him the pleasure of making her submit. So she tried at her best to endure it, and when he released her, even slamming her face on the ground, she felt like a little victory.

"Ghh...ha..." she moans, face down on the ground.

The brunette's back was aching greatly, she tried to crawl to her feet again but the pain was really staggering. But even with her movements impaired, the girl had still fight inside her. So, as her opponent reached down to grab the Italian, she turned around and aimed at his throat, for a hard and rough chop.

"Ghh...take this!"

As Sven reached down to grab for Lisa to deliver even more harsh punishment down her he wasn't expecting the girl to still have the energy to fight back. Fortunately with the damage he did to her her movements seemed to have been impaired, and when the chop came Sven was swift enough to catch it before it could connect with his neck.

"Oh, still got some fight in you, do you?" Sven asked with a evil grin. "We'll just have to do something about that!" Still holding onto her arm, Sven would deliver a powerful knee lift into her gut, hoping to double her over, and if that worked, he would shove her head between his thighs, wrap his arms around her waist, and with a grunt of effort he would lift the bigger woman up into the air, holding her upside down across his body. And with her swimsuit torn the way it was it would fall down to reveal her naked pussy in all its glory.

If he managed to get her into position he would grin in anticipation before dropping to the mat, piledriving Lisa headfirst right into it.

Lisa watched as her opponent blocked her blow, she groaned as she failed on hitting his throat. "Ghh!" Then the girl got pulled to her feet, and before she could do anything her belly got hit hard by Sven's knee, making her double over, drooling and groaning.

"Ghhahhh!"

Down at her knees, Lisa's head got pulled and placed in between his thighs. She screams and punches his legs, but couldn't avoid being lifted upside down. As the girl stood with her legs to the air, her swimsuit thorns eventually fell on her belly, exposing her shaved womanhood and her booty to the roaring crowd. She closed her eyes:

"No...please..."

And then a loud noise echoed as her head hit the ground, compressed by her own weight. The brunette's body felt limply and slowly on the ground, and the girl laid there, face down, collapsed.

The loud boom of Lisa's head crashing into the mat echoed throughout the arena, drawing a sympathetic grin from the audience. Grinning, Sarah would let the girl drop limply to the mat. With Lisa's size and weight used against her he knew that last move would have done quite a bit of damage. He got back to his feet, looking down at his opponant, glad to have gotten back at this proud and arrogant brunette. But he wasn\t done with her yet. Not by a long shot.

Reaching down he would grab a handful of Lisa's hair, using it to drag the woman to her feet, and once she was up, he would wrap his arms tightly around her waist and arms, trapping them at her sides, and with a grunt of effort he would lift Lisa a few inches off the mat, squeezing and crushing her in a bearhug. His face was mashed against her soft breasts, facing off to the side to avoid getting smothered.

"I'm going to crush you," Sven growled, and would start to squeeze Lisa's waist with all his might.

The tall curvy brunette was down at the ring, almost uncounscious. The referee moved closer to check for the KO, but Sven got in her way, grabbing her hair and getting Lisa to her feet again.

"Ahh...wh...what..." the girl says, confused.

Then the pain on her waist woke her up. "Ahhh!" She screamed as Sven crushed her slender waist with a strong bearhug, pressing her body against his. Her arms were trapped and she could only squirm and cry as her merciless opponent compressed her, the big breasts squeezed against his face. Breathing was getting difficult.

"Ghh...let me go!"

As Lisa was lifted, she waited until she recovered her senses more, and before she run out of air the brunette fires a knee between Sven's legs.