Rika Smart vs Mindy Priest

Another sympathetic groan from the audience was quickly followed by a wave of boos after Rika's second low blow to poor Mindy, this time forcing a harsh stomp down on the girl's unprotected pussy. Rika didn't care if the crowd didn't approve of her methods. In fact she was sure they enjoyed booing her just for the thrill of it. She knew in the end when she had dismantled Mindy piece by piece, they would be cheering only for her, and that made a smile cross the young brawler's face.

With Mindy now a little more docile Rika planned more punishments of the muscle girl, when suddenly her opponent found the strength to try and crawl away from Rika. "Hey!" she shouted, and would hook Mindy's ankles under her armpits, making it much harder for her to get away from her tormentor. "Where.....do you think....you're going?" Rika grunted as she struggled to maintain control of Mindy. It was then another plan for punishment struck her, and using her grip on Mindy's ankles she would attempt to turn the girl onto her stomach, and then sit upon her back, hauling back on her trapped legs with a boston crab.

Mindy desperately tried to crawl away from Rika, dreading another low blow. Her struggles only increased when her ankles were locked under Rika's armpits, but despite her best efforts they weren't enough; with her hips numb from the pain as they were, she couldn't gather the strength necessary to overpower the young brawler just yet. This doesn't mean she stopped trying, though, as the more hopeless her situation became, the more she struggled.

At this point, Mindy was honestly expecting her pussy to stomped again and again until she couldn't take it anymore; however, she realized Rika had something else in store for her when she started being turned. Wanting to oppose Rika more than nothing else, Mindy would try to twist her body the opposite way and maybe wrench one or both legs away from her grasp. However, if that wasn't enough, then she would be flipped over and trapped for good.

(Sorry for the delay. Holidays and all that.)

After her cruel bout of torture onto Mindy's crotch Rika was honestly expecting the muscle girl to be a bit more docile now, leaving her helpless to Rika's whims, but much to the surprise of the young brawler Mindy was still putting up a bit of a fight. She growled and cursed as she tried to turn her opponent onto her stomach t complete the submission hold, but that was easier said than done.

"Alright bitch," Rika growled, stopping her efforts for now, but still keeping Mindy's legs firmly in place. "You want to be difficult? It's your funeral!" And then Rika would lift her foot up high before driving it hard between Mindy's legs for another vicious low blow. If she managed that Rika would be confident that Mindy would give her no more trouble, and would immediately turn the fit girl over onto her front to complete the boston crab.

"GuAAH!" Mindy's resistance broke down like a glass window as Rika executed yet another crotch stomp on her; this one felt like the worst of the three, as the area between her legs was already extremely sore. The pain made her hips go numb, so she could do nothing but groan and clench her teeth as she was flipped over and trapped in the boston crab. After so many low blows, being locked in a submission hold was almost a breather for Mindy. As Rika bent her body backward, the muscle girl tried to collect herself, still weak because of the violent stomping.

"Ahaha!" Rika laughed as she managed to lock the hold in firmly in securely, now seated comfortably on Mindy's back with her legs held tight, applying some real pressure to the muscle girl's low back. It was struggle but now Rika had Mindy right where she wanted her; at the mercy of the young brawler. Rika snickered as she held her dominant position, bouncing her butt up and down on Mindy's back, wanting to send a few jolts of pain racing down her spine.

"Hey, with all those muscles, how flexible does that make you?" Rika asked teasingly, looking back at her captive opponent with a cruel grin. "Care to find out?" With that Rika would start to really pull back on Mindy's legs, contorting the girl more and more, bending her into an almost perfect C shape.

Recovering was hard with the bratty heel jumping down on Mind's back again and again; it was clear that to the crowd that she was having a hard time dealing with it, as every bounce compounded on the pressure that now was beginning to torture her back.

Mindy let out another grunt when Rika stopped her bouncing to pull back on her legs. The muscle girl always thought of her body as flexible, but it quickly became obvious that it was nowhere near enough to mitigate the pain from the boston crab; she was no contortionist, and her muscles instinctively tensed and fought back the tension instead of relaxing - which only made things more painful for Mindy. But she wasn't down for the count yet. As her feet were slowly brought over her head, Mindy planted her hands on the mat, trying to lift her body up in a single motion. She wasn't back at 100% strength yet, but perhaps the sudden push-up would be enough to unbalance Rika.

Rika was having a good time from her position where all she had to do was pull back on Mindy's bare legs to cause the girl a great deal of pain. And it was clear Rika had no qualms about hurting Mindy even beyond the girl's limits. She was just looking for those limits now. Then she could have some real fun with her muscular opponent.

But it seemed Mindy wasn't down for the count yet, and Rika blinked in surprise as they both started to rise off the mat. "H-Hey! Stop that!" Rika shouted, trying to keep Mindy down, but it was no use. Mindy was stronger than Rika, and Rika wasn't exactly the heaviest of girls. Easily she went up into the air, holding the boston crab as long as she could until she was forcibly flung off the girl. "Ooof!!" Rika grunted rolling onto the mat, trying to regain her bearings to get back to her feet.

Mindy's torture was interrupted when she, with surprising ease, flipped Rika off her back. The rookie's immediate reaction was to get on all fours and scamper away to the ropes; only when she had the bottom rope in her hands did she look back at Rika. Fear was visible in her face. The brawler had put her in such horrible pain in only a few seconds, and now that she knew how ruthless Rika was she started imagining what other dirty tricks she had in store for her. Mindy was just glad she was able to put some distance between them.

With her pelvis still feeling tingly and sore, Mindy used the ropes to pull herself up to her feet. She looked warily at Rika. She was scared, yes, and not very good at hiding it either, but there was something else in her eyes as well. Alone in the ring with Rika, surrounded by the watchful crowd, there was no way she could give in to her instincts and flee; she knew she had to keep fighting. A desire kicked into her, a feeling that was almost unknown to the shy girl: she wanted to hurt Rika. Badly. Not just to win, but to get revenge for the vicious low blows.

Keeping an eye on Rika, Mindy would stay near the ropes for a while, one arm hung around the top rope to prop herself up until the strength came back to her legs. Once the pain in her crotch subsided, she would then step away, waiting to see what Rika would do.