Sly's Challenge (answered by Hali)

Sly felt every shot that hit him, and was hunched over a bit. He would attempt to grab her arm and would fall to one knee, attempting to do a fireman's carry onto the garbage can that she had slid off of herself. If this had worked, he would spray the remaining mist into her face.

Scarlet had left herself open, delivering strike after strike hadn't left her any means for defense, and it was a mistake she'd pay for as her opponent scooped her up. She was dropped on a garbage can, and soon, her face was covered in the red mist... She gave a low groan in protest and started to fight her way to her feet again if Sly would let her.

Sly would attempt to keep her down, using his hand like a claw, rakeing her eyes with the hold. Sly would smile down at her and would keep her down. "So, do you give?" If she said yes, he would let go, but if she didn't, he would stand and would place his feet on her chest and would simply stand on her chest, using the rope as leverage.

She screamed as Sly raked her eyes, but fought the hold off, feeling his foot on her chest. With a groan, she looked up at her opponent, knowing she didn't stand much of a chance, but she couldn't give up... Not now, she'd come here to make a point... She had to resist! "G-get off..."

"Heh heh, no! Unless of course you give up!" Sly would say, smiling down at her with a cruel, wicked smile. He would eventually stand on his toes, adding more pressure to his weight. "Aw, how adoreable! So helpless down there aren't you!?" Sly would taunt.

Scarlet swooned, feeling him pressing his feet into her chest. "N-no. I won't submit to you... You'll have to knock me out." She groaned, instantly regretting those words, but knowing it was the way to make the point... She laid there underneath him for now though... knowing she didn't have a chance at this point...

"Knock you out? Sounds good to me! But you have been a bad girl! You need a lesson in manners!" Sly would say, getting up and would grab her, getting her into a corner and would attempt to put her in a tree of woe, hanging her upside down. If that worked, then Sly would call Roland over and would get him to remove every thing, shoes, the top, skirt and then her underwear. "So, you sure you don't want to give in?"

Scarlet let him pick her up, and didn't resist when he flipped her upside down and hung her legs over the top ropes. Her breathing was hard, and her chest heaved, breasts moving in and out with each long breath. "I-I won't give in. You can beat me all you want." She stated defiantly, although she barely had the ability to lift her arms...

Sly would smile and would take his right fist, pounding on her pussy repeatingly and would smile, stopping after a few hits and then would drop down, smiling and would smile right in her face. "Well, you could have avoided this, but now..." he said smiling, licking her bleeding forehead and then would kiss her on the lips really quick, before pounding her breasts. "One last chance to surrender woman!"

Scarlet hung naked, her legs hooked over the top ropes. Her arms, limp, loose down to the mat and her firm, full breasts were inverted, and her entire body trebling. She looked up at Sly as he approached. and with a moan, tensed her nubile body. When his strikes began to hammer down on her vagina, she couldn't hold back her squeals of pain, twitching and squirming with each potent blow. The soft "V" between her legs was defenseless against the man.

By the time he stopped, she was moaning endlessly from the suffering that didn't seem to end. Her mouth was parted slightly, and when Sly kissed her, she tried to turn away, but his affection was swift, and the strikes to her tender breasts sent her writhing again.