Yona Giovani vs Monica Jackson: smother match

Monica managed to trample her foes face, send a message of disrespect like she had wanted to after all that hair pulling and smothering. Before Monica could sit on the bitches face though Yona tripped her up! Springing to action by mounting Monica.

" How'd you like that bitch? " Monica asked, before being headbutt! Then again! Two hurt...but three was dizzying.

" Ahhh! 

"Uhhhghh! "

Monica whined out with each headbutt, until she was left grumbling and fully dizzy and vulnerable on the floor.

" You fucker...I swear I'm going to grind your nose so far up my crack. " Monica promised, though after all those headbutts she couldn't live up to that promise for at least a while.

She laughed for a second, though not because she thought her opponent was funny, but she had been pondering how she'd torture the poor girl. She grabbed her by the face, ramming her head down on the canvas repeatedly, hoping to see some blood. However, she wasn't very satisfied with just hurting her. She needed to fully get under her skin, just like Monica had earlier. She tore off her opponent's bottom, exposing her panties to the audience. The sadist couldn't deny anymore that she had surely gotten hornier in the ring, but after having sex with Raven, she surely had to find a cure for her sexual deviancy. It excited her, thinking that she was doing something wrong. She flipped her opponent over, being to fully succumb to her urges, slapping Monica's ass over and over until the slight glimpses of her ass cheeks were as red as Yona's eyes. However, she'd pause, catching a glimpse of her pussy. It was enthralling, attracting her further to the jobber. She got her face uncomfortably close to her ass, on the verge of rubbing her tongue against her crotch, losing herself completely in her drunken fun.

" H-hey knock that off! What are you doing? Just you wait till I get up! " Monica said, panicking and airing her frustrations as her shorts were pulled down to reveal her panty clad booty.

Monica felt her foes breath on her panties, and would try to suddenly move her two legs close towards each other to snap her ankles into Yona's ears from each side, hoping to disorientate her by clipping her ears like that, causing a strong ringing of the ears.

Monica would then keep her ankles at either side of her foes head against her head, and try to pull her forward, hoping to push Yona up onto her feet by forcing her to forward roll.

Monica would then get up onto her knees, just to realise she was currently kneeling at throne height in front of Yona, presenting her wide eyed face for Yona to rest upon. All that effort, and all Monica had to show for it was a vulnerable position.

Yona's head stung like a bitch, but even so, she was too intoxicated to even feel it. She leaped over Monica, licking the slight glimpses of her pussy slowly.

Monica moaned and mewed as her foe licked at her, but now that herouth was free she could say what she wanted to after that facesit.

" S-stop that! And sit on my face again and you'll regret it! " Monica promised.

Yona sighed, snarling under her breath. "You're far prettier when you keep your mouth shut," She argued, the crowds cheering in approval. She grabbed her face, pressing her thumbs against her jaw, pulling her back up. Without even a moment of hesitation, the brunette suddenly threw an uppercut under her chin, hoping to disorient her opponent.

Monica snarled her teeth at the comment her opponent made,and opened her mouth to respond,but that was when Yona grabbed her face! It hurt, and was embarrassing, her cheeks stretching but mostly just hitting as she was pulled by them...up to her feet

" Owe! " She whined, before then being smacked precisely right in the chin by Yona. Monica's face was recoiled upwards from the swing of that uppercut! Monica tripped, and crumbled, falling down to her knees in front of Yona, presenting herself for Yona at hip height. Monica knew this was a horrible position to be in..but she was too stunned to move

Yona stood over her opponent, proud that she'd get to overpower someone so pretty, yet so weak. She crouched down to her level, squeezing her cheeks for a few minutes. The brunette wasn't much for romantic interests for anyone other than Raven, but by then, she didn't know if they'd ever see each other again. At this point, she wouldn't mind having such a submissive pet on a woman by her side. She once again went in for a kiss, this one being rather passionate. She smiled, sending a hard jab to her stomach repeatedly until she'd gag and show her tongue.

Monica was groggy as Yona beat her with natural ease, lowering herself down to a squat in front of the poor seated punching bag, and squeezing her face to show how silly and cute the vampiric Yona's toy was.

Monica grunted and grumbled as she was punched a good few times right in her stomach, and one time when she opened her mouth Yona grabbed and pulled her toungue, Monica forced to stick her toungue out as Yona grabbed her by it.

Yona pushed her face away from hers, pecking her cheek, though not romantically this time. She pricked at her skin, pulling it gently with her teeth until blood ran down her tongue. She giggled; too out of her mind to realize what she's become. The brunette was hungry, and that was all that mattered to her.