Matt Floyd vs Luna Gold

Matt grinned, really giving it to Luna to wear her down so he could really humiliate her later. Of course, having never been in a humiliation match before, he had no idea where to start. An idea struck him then. With Luna helpless in his abdominal stretch, his free hand moved to her breasts again, where he began to remove her bikini top.

"Hey...stop" she said blushing heavily as her top loosened a bit. Luan knew she was going to get it.

"Yoink," Matt said, and completely removed her top, exposing her breasts for him to see. "Very nice, Luna," Matt complimented, tossing her top aside with ease. "But as for the match, I'm afraid you're not doing so well." He wrenched the abdominal stetch a bit tighter. "Feel like giving up?"

Luna's nipples became erct from her being turned on. "I will not give up" she said groaning agian.

Matt sighed. Her stubborness and durability was something to admire, but it was also iratating. "Fine," he sighed, and released the submission hold, letting Luna back on her feet. "I'll tell you what. I'll give you one free hit. One chance to turn this around. Come on, come at me." He would wait in place then, waiting for Luna to make her move.

Luna stood there stunned for a moment and then tried to punch him in the chest. "Take this"

Matt smirked to himself as Luna took the bait. As soon as she threw the punch he would catch her arm hip toss her over his shoulder, sending her back to the mat.

She fell to the mat. "Ommpphhh. You jerk. I was trying to hit you. Where is that free hit?" she asked stunned a bit

Matt shrugged. "I said you were free to hit me, I never said I'd let you. You gotta be faster than that." Grinning Matt would approach the fallen Luna, and try to strip her of her panties, leaving her completely naked.

Luna felt her panties being tugged off leaving her naked from head to toe. She blushed a got back up covering her groin.