No DQ Cage Match - Jessica Wright vs SIG

Her leg pulled a bit further, and Sig groaned from the strain. The moment Jessica's fingers invaded her sex, however, the blonde twitched and moaned, her head rolled back a bit from the sensation. It always felt great, the moment where pain met pleasure, which was the reason she loved this job so much.

"Uaagghh... that's... more like it... mmmhh..."

She did try to put some more effort in her struggle to get out, though. Even if Jessica's weight was more than enough to keep her where she was, Sig would try to claw the mat to drag herself a little. While there's no significance in her action, especially with the no DQ stipulation, at least it wouldn't look like she's enjoying herself too much.

Jessica noticed the weight shifting under her a little bit. Sig was moving, which was annoying but not a serious problem. It showed that she was at least trying to fight it, which was nice as she never liked sex things to be too easy. There was something erotically cathartic about completely overcoming a girl, and bending her to Jessica's will. The Violent Violet wasn't content with just this move, and just this toying though and released Sig's leg. There were more bounties to be had in Sig's wonderful body.

She let her leg go but she never truly relented. If she was quick enough she could readjust and bring her thick and powerful thighs around Sig's body. A crushing leg scissors was a powerful and sexy way to take the fight right out of a girl, and Jessica hoped all of her workouts would show here. "No, this is more like it..."

Sig was a little confused that Jessica let her leg go. Then she felt the weight above her shifting around, although it didn't really present her with an opportunity to escape. Before she could really move away, the legs of her opponent already trapped her waist and began to squeeze hard on her body, causing her to start squirming like a fish on land.

"Nnnggahhh...! I-if you say so..." she groaned, her hands initially tried to pry apart Jessica's legs with no significant result.

Her twisting and shaking probably wouldn't do too much either, so Sig knew she had to figure out something that could persuade the girl to let her go. Until then, though, she was trapped within the grip of Jessica, while the excitement inside her was building up...

Jessica squeezed for all she was worth. Her squat numbers were not a far cry from the world record, which meant getting caught between her legs would be one of the most painful experiences of anyone's life. Poor Sig seemed to be suffering as intended, which felt nice. But the blonde girl was not suffering as much as she could be. Jessica bent over and grabbed at the strings of Sig's top, and pulled. Those wonderful breasts of hers couldn't be for only her to enjoy.

The Violent Violet remembered the straps in the corner, and reckoned she wanted to play with them. She let Sig suffer in the scissor for a few seconds longer before letting her go. She tried to pick the girl up and drag her to one of the corners, before trying to tie an arm to it! "Time for a change of pace..." she threatened.

Her top went off as well. It's never a surprise to Sig anymore whenever someone striped her naked in a match. It's one of the reasons she dressed in a minimalistic fashion after all. The squeezing finally stopped, but Sig knew that her predicament was far from over. Left in a vulnerable state as she writhed on the mat, it didn't take too long before Jessica pulled her up again.

The girl dragged towards the corner this time, and Sig remembered well about the straps around it. She didn't need to be told what her opponent was going to do. Her weakened state didn't allow her for too much movement, though, so she'd let Jessica put her in the corner, before attempting to bring her foot up to kick the girl in the stomach. If all went well, perhaps she could try following up by moving away from the corner and ram Jessica's front to the post instead!

Her arrogance told her that when she brought Sig to the corner, the girl would be dead on arrival and Jessica could just do whatever she wanted to her. That tying her to the corner would be easy and then the party would begin. Sig had more fight in her than Jessica realized or wanted, and she was rewarded for her hubris with a kick to the gut. There was no reaction, as there was no anticipation of action.

And then to make matters worse, Jessica was rammed into the corner herself. Many thought her gigantic chest would help cushion the blow, but it only really made matters worse. "Ugh!" she stammered out in surprise, as she faced the harsh metal cage of the corner. The Violent Violet was too surprised to even turn around.

"You're right... Time for a change of pace..." Sig mocked after she shoved Jessica's bigger figure to the corner.

The first step was to turn the girl around and push her hard to the corner again so she'd take some more damage on that back of hers. Tying the arms of Jessica was the next thing in order, and she would try to do so as quick as possible before her opponent could recover.

Once she's done with the arms, Sig would attempt to pull the outfit of Jessica to expose the girl's full breasts, not really caring if she might rip it of a bit while doing so. All she cared for was that she didn't want to be the only one with her privates revealed to the crowds. She bet most of them would be thankful to her and ask for more.

Jessica got turned around and was now facing the center of the ring as opposed to the outside. Sig was quick enough to tie her arms to the ropes, but she hoped she thrashed enough to give herself a little leeway in getting them off. Unfortunately, for right now, that was the least of her worries. Her first worry was that Sig had rammed her back into the corner, causing her even more pain. And worry number two was the fact that Jessica had her breasts out. She tugged against the ropes and howled with indignation. No one in the AFW arena had ever seen her bare chest before and they stamped their feet.

The Violent Violet was turning a few different shades of red with indignation and rage. Her boobs heaved with every thrashing, causing her even more embarrassment. "You little slut..." She hissed towards the blonde girl. She felt helpless, being tied up and exposed.

"Oh come on, I bet everyone was looking forward for this," Sig smirked as Jessica hissed at her for exposing her breasts. "Isn't this was they call... fan service?" she almost grinned ear to ear at the sight.

Sig doubted that Jessica would just sit back on the corner, though, which meant she had little room for chatter need to act while she still in control of the situation. So the lithe blonde pressed herself against the bigger girl, one of her arm pressed the throat of Jessica to keep her in check, while her other hand would start massaging one of those beautiful orbs of hers. That should make the crowds go crazy.

"Listen to that, I think they want more!" she giggled impishly, her knees roaming around between the legs of Jessica to give the girl a hint about what's going to happen next.

Jessica had not felt this humiliated in the ring in a long time. There was a hand on her unprotected throat and another on her breast. The Violent Violet was beginning to see nothing but red; she struggled against the straps like the Titans of old to no avail.

The Violent Violet was not ready to be bound for the rest of the match. She wanted to get out, and more importantly get even. There was a hand between her legs that was moving its way to the danger zone, and Jessica was always proud that she had never been finger banged in the ring.

Her struggles increased tenfold. That little Nazi bitch had better get her licks in while she can, she thought, because I going to break through these ropes soon.