Traci Albrecht vs. Gail Hatzis

Traci shrieked as Gail pinched down on her nipples, sending twin jolts of pain through her chest. The brunette's ass continued to shove itself in her face, pushing her skull back against the turnbuckle over and over. This had to stop. Now.

Gail position left her legs spread open wide, but her arms grabbing at the green-haired beauty's tits largely protected her groin from striking. But there was always another option. Slipping her arm through in between one of the brunette's forward movements, Traci reached up and sunk her claws into Gail's bikini-clad crotch as hard as she could.

She'd forgot about Traci's hands. And that proved to be a big problem. "Aaahhh!" Traci's claws dug into her crotch painfully, and after all last few attacks she'd taken there, Gail was extra vulnerable to the cruel attack.

Gail tried to escape Traci's claws, bolting ahead, except she'd trapped herself behind Traci's legs. Gail's jolted movement ended up tripping on them. "Gaah, shiiit!" Gail cried as she fell forward, leaving her ass pointed up inches from Traci's face, fresh throbs of pain shooting between her legs.

As Gail went crashing to the mat, a very angry Traci shoved her off and climbed down from the ropes. "You're gonna regret that~" she chimed, as her pleasant demeanor began to crumble away. Assuming the girl was still down, the green-haired beauty would attempt to kick her onto her under the ropes and send the brunette crashing to the arena floor below.

Gail groaned, barely getting onto all fours before Traci was up on her feet again. Traci's sweet voice did not match the expression on her face. "W-wait a m-minuUUGH!" Traci stomped on her back, forcing her back down, then kicked her under the ropes, sending her crashing on the hard arena floor.

Gail groaned weakly, rubbing her back, looking up at the ceiling lights, not sure what just happened.

Sliding down outside after Gail, Traci approached the still downed brunette. Unlike last time, there were no rules, so she could take her time here without needing to worry about a countout. Bending over, she grabbed Gail by the ankles, forcing her over onto her back and spreading her legs wide.

Not saying anything, she just smiled as she looked down upon the helpless girl, raising her foot up and stomping down hard on Gail's crotch.

Gail heard Traci land beside her, but she was too weak to even roll over, let alone try and get away. Her legs were pulled on once again, her arms flopped lifelessly as she was forced onto her back.

Then her ankles were pried apart. "N-not a-again..." Traci answered her question with her boot, stomping her already over-abused crotch with more force than Gail thought possible. She screamed silently, her whole body thrashing in horrible pain.

Traci almost giggled at Gail's reaction. 'Not again'? This was almost nothing compared to what she'd done before, nor even close to what she was capable of.
Grinding her foot down, she watched with sadistic glee as her foe writhed. But there were some other parts of Gail that needed some attention. For example...

Eventually stepping off, the green-haired beauty bent over and rather roughly grabbed onto Gail's breasts, digging her nails into the soft flesh. "Well if you don't like that, we can always do something else." Traci smiled, before standing back up and attempting to yank Gail up by her tits.

Traci was a lot crueler than Gail had thought possible. The foot came down again, grinding into her sensitive spot. Gail didn't even have the energy to scream, forget resisting. And the pain was unbearable, her body language made that plenty clear.

Just before she broke completely, Traci removed the foot, to Gail's relief. She flopped onto the ground, hands moving to cover her crotch. "Uuhn... t-time out...?" She blinked her eyes open, seeing Traci's evil smile.

Then those claws sunk into her chest, tugging on the hard enough that she felt like they were going to tear! "UAAAH!" Gail cried, her legs couldn't support her at all, it was Traci's hold on her tits that were making her stand.

The sounds of Gail's screams were like music to Traci's ears. Even though the crowd seemed to love it, inflicting pain like this wasn't enough to really satisfy the green-haired sadist; she needed to see their fear and humiliation.

Letting go of one boob, Traci grasped the middle of Gail's bikini top tightly with that hand, while still using the other to try keep the girl upright. Then, letting go of the other breast, she quickly rose her arm and sent a backhand slap to Gail's face, eager to see how durable her victim's skimpy little top was.

Traci's grip released half of her chest, tugging on the thin strip between them instead, the fabric digging into Gail's back. Then she released the other orb, holding her upright only by the skimpy piece of fabric.

It was already starting to tear when Traci bitchslapped Gail onto the ground, ripping the bikini right off of Gail's body. Lying on her back again, Gail's newly exposed chest heaved up and down as she gasped deep breathes of air, she needed some time to recover.. not that Traci would be giving any.