Yona Giovanni vs Renee Steinhauser: Round 3

Yona let out a loud, girlish, yet devilish laugh, giggling her guts out over the tacs and pieces of the broken table. She had finally gotten one over on Renee, though still riddled with injuries on all sides of the board—the fall only adding to her pain. She could barely even see at this point, her eye's view hazy and reddish by the sides, and she might have even broken a rib.
Wouldn't be the first time, but she wasn't in the best position to fight either. She rolled away from the table, still laughing. She couldn't do shit but laugh, her back feeling as if it was broken—though, it was only a little sore. Little by little, Yona pulled the needles out of her skin, small trails of blood streaming down the exposed parts of her attire. She winced each time, gritting her teeth in pain. She wanted to kick Renee's ass so badly at that moment, but she was just as out of it as she was.
Even so, she pounded on her chest furiously, trying to fuel herself to get back up. She took it one step at a time, getting on one knee, and slowly using the ropes to pull her upwards. As if she had relearned how to walk, she stumbled about, with wobbling footing. The brunette knew she wouldn't be able to keep herself up long, so she stood over her opponent, letting herself topple from the pain, and land her ass on Renee's stomach.
If the Renegade hadn't slipped away by then, Yona would pummel her face in with a plethora of punching to her face, trying to disorient the woman even more, so she had more leeway to take her time, and embarrass her rival, just like she had to her. It was a good fight she put up—Renee showing a strength that put even the powerful Yona in her place, but now it was her time to show off. She'd show her what a real heel could do.

Renegade was still paralyzed from the thumbtacks riddled on her back. She was also trying to carefully shed them off by moving her back around. However, that would only cause her more pain as every single thumbtack that fell off would make her back bleed a little.

Renegade was then mounted by Yona as she winced in pain from the pressure on her back when she laid down. She was then pummeled by Yona as Renegade barely tried to defend herself. It seemed like with the table spot meant it was turned in Yona’s favor. This was truly becoming a five star match between the two as they both got a “This is Awesome!” chant from the entire building.

Yona stood back up, realizing she had fully gotten the match under control—for now, at least. She knew her rival's fighting style pretty well by now, so she wasn't going to take any chances. She tugged on Renee's hair, hoping to pull her up with her for some payback. She didn't even take any time to glance over at her friends, knowing she had this in the bag, and that she could end her rival's credibility right here. The brunette heaved a heavy gust of air, and with her strength, attempted to fling Renee into the turnbuckle, eventually running at her to leap over and slam her crotch into her opponent's face. She felt it wasn't her best work, but then again, she could barely think straight after everything.
Moreover, her head was still cracked open from her stitches breaking off—the heel never taking a period off from work to let her stitches fully settle in. It was beginning to become a reoccurring problem that she'd surely have to consider more after this; nonetheless, she'd keep fighting if it meant that she'd draw her last breath. After everything Renee has done to her, she was absolutely going to put her on the spot, and ruin her in every way possible. Even if it cost her a bit of time and effort, she would do her best to torture her in any way imaginable. That's what she thought as she, hopefully, rubbed her second pair of lips against her rival's exterior.

Renegade weakly yelped from Yona pulling her up by her hair. She was feeling all groggy and a ragdoll in the hands of her rival. The crowd was loving the match so far and it only meant for punishment from her rival. Her back was still stinging and bleeding from the thumbtacks and that wouldn’t be the only thing that is gonna hurt.

Renegade was then Irish whipped into the steel post of the turnbuckle as she collapsed onto the floor. She was also busted open as her blood trickled down towards her ear. However, she wasn’t the only one bleeding as she could see Yona’s stitches breaking and blood trickling down her face as well.

Renegade needed her momentum back. She couldn’t allow Yona the murderer to beat her to get a chance at the hardcore championship. But Renegade couldn’t do anything but lay on the floor and bleed out. This was truly a devastating match for both parties.

After successfully executing her throw, even though her arms were throbbing with pain, she hurriedly approached her rival, driven by an intense desire for revenge. With a sudden burst of clarity, she propelled herself forward, leaping towards Renee and forcefully thrusting her crotch into her unsuspecting face. She wanted to experiment with all sorts of humiliation tactics, but she'd start small. There was enough time for everything—if there wasn't, she'd make time. When it came to Renee, she could fight her all night—for fuck's sake, she could even fight her for years if that was what it took to get her point across. She hated the woman; the bastard that single-handedly pushed her to this point, and irreversibly damaged the only two things that mattered to her. Her brother, her entire life, up until her wrestling career betrayed her—he would have never done that if Renee didn't manipulate him, and her relationship with Raven would still be fine if Yona didn't have to run away.
Then again.. Yona was absent from her brother's life, because she wanted to be, and she left Raven because.. she couldn't trust her lover enough to think they could prevail in overcoming her past together. However, there was no telling what would break if she admitted that to herself—it just had to be Renee's fault. It could have been prevented if she hadn't involved herself in her private affairs. The brunette had far passed the point of wanting to hurt her rival; after all this time, she just wanted to destroy her credibility as a wrestler. She wanted to make sure the black-haired bitch of a woman never set foot into the ring without having a group of people laugh at her, and soil her reputation forever. If successful in her attempt to slam her pussy against her face, she'd once again reach for her hair and drag her to the middle of the ring. She planned to get on Renee's shoulders, and ride her, using her hair as the steering wheel. With that, her legs would also be wrapped to her neck to make sure she didn't regain any energy back. She had it all figured out; the heel having dreamed of a day like this every night.

Renegade rolled back into the ring after having her head busted open from being thrown into the metal post. She then used the turnbuckles to help herself up and then laid on it. However, Renegade could see Yona setting up something; something that would end horribly for Renee.

Renee then had Yona jump onto her shoulders to only then have Yona’s crotch smashed onto her face. Her screams of pain were muffled between the thighs of Yona as she was basically humiliating her at this point. She tried to get Yona off of her but she had her legs wrapped around her head so she was pretty much stuck. Renegade then considered an idea that she may regret later.

(In her head) “Holy fucking shit she’s heavy. I need a way to get out of this fast or I’m gonna be on the floor and then sprawled out for the pin. I know she can’t feel anything down there since low blows don’t affect her a lot. But I know she has to have some kind of feeling down there. I can’t believe I’m thinking this but I think it’s time to share a bit of love. If you’re watching this Kaelyn, back at LAW, I hope you forgive me.”

Renegade then took a deep breath and she began licking the crotch of Yona. This was straight out of left field for her but she had no other way of defending herself without hurting herself. She knew Yona should have least something to excite her but Renegade could be seen having a bit of regret on her face. Renegade is basically gambling on the sexual endurance Yona has in order to free herself.

For a while, the brunette had begun to find her stride again; however, all of a sudden, she felt a soft sensation grazing against her crotch. She looked down to be met with her rival, licking her pussy. Yona was completely taken aback, shrieking in embarrassment and absolute disgust—in spite of that, a little bit of pleasure as well. It practically brought her to her feet, but the heel knew exactly what her opponent was trying to do. The brunette fought through her bodies joy, sending a swift boot into the mouth of her black-haired pervert of a rival. She spat in her face, mentally glad that she hadn't aimed for her nipples.
She wouldn't be able to have defended herself at that point; the heel left in a cold sweat as her nipples grew hard—piercing through her top. She couldn't exactly hide it, but she also wouldn't let Renee have the chance to figure it out. The brunette had seen her hentai matches, there was no way in Hell she'd last against her opponent if things were to get sexual. It was a risk, but she wasn't going to back away and let Renee recover or escape. She immediately tried to maneuver her foot down to her neck, trying to restrain her to the turnbuckle.

Renee would ride the storm of Yona’s squirming. She had her where she wanted her and was surprised that Yona had such low sexual endurance. However, it seemed like that wasn’t her weak spot as she got kicked in the mouth by her rival. That would send the renegade back to the corner as she was laying on the bottom turnbuckle.

Renegade would be looking at her rival and noticed her nipples were hard. She wondered if that’ll possibly break her rival sexually. But she needed to worry about what’s gonna happen to her next as her rival then attempted to place her foot onto the neck of Renee. Renee would do her best to not allow Yona to do that move as they both struggled.

Yona felt a surge of frustration and determination as Renee resisted her attempt to place her foot onto Renee's neck. The two wrestlers engaged in a fierce struggle, muscles straining as they vied for control. Yona was driven by the desire to assert dominance and break down her rival both physically and sexually. As their bodies pressed against each other, Yona's mind raced with a mix of rivalry and arousal.
The audience watched eagerly, captivated by the intense struggle between the two fierce competitors. Yona's hard nipples stood as a testament to the charged atmosphere in the ring. Despite the challenges, Yona remained focused on her goal, determined to find a way to assert her dominance over Renee and turn the tide of the match in her favor. She growled, kneeling down to Renee's level to, suddenly, spit in her eyes. To even herself, she felt like she had hit a new low, but needless to say, she was absolutely thrilled by it. Perhaps a bit too much, as her nipples wouldn't grow any softer from the entire experience.
It was the first time this had happened in the middle of a match, so she would rather ignore it, but she could feel her energy swell into her breasts. She was soft, and vulnerable there. It was a strange weakness to appear so late into her career; she, however, wasn't going to let it distract her. The victory was within her grasp—if only Renee would stop squirming.

Renegade would manage to hold Yona’s foot off of her neck as she won the struggle battle. However, Yona wasn’t gonna let her off that easily as she bent down and spat at Renegade. Renegade would use this to her advantage and catch Yona off guard.

Renegade then used all her might to pounce onto an unsuspecting Yona. She then pinned her down and looked down at her with some devious and vicious eyes. The referee was getting ready to make the three count but Renegade shoo’d them away as she wasn’t going for a pin attempt.

“You made a big mistake revealing your weakness. What I’m about to do is all gonna be very personal. I hope you enjoy this humiliation before I do it again and beat you to the hardcore title.”

Once Renegade done that, she would sit on the stomach of Yona. In position now, she would grab the bottom of Yona’s top before lifting it up and exposing her bare breasts. She then began playing with Yona’s tits as a humiliation tactic. A lot of whistles could be heard throughout the arena as the referee had no idea if they should stop Renegade or not.