No DQ Cage Match - Jessica Wright vs SIG

It wasn't surprising that Sig got caught so soon after she tried to crawl away from Jessica. The boot on her back planted her lithe form to the mat and kept her there, not allowing her to get up even if she tried. She didn't bother either. Sig had learned quite well that there were holds that's escapable and this wasn't one of them, not when her opponent was bigger than herself.

Jessica didn't seem satisfied keeping her down, though, as the girl would seize her arms and shift her position into the surfboard hold, exposing her naked form to the roaring crowds. Her own agonized cry was smothered by the audience's voices.

"Aaagghhh..."

Sinews were her paints, slams were her strikes, and the wrestling ring was her canvas. Jessica was an artists with other girls' bodies and this was a Money. The petite blonde girl didn't have the dignity to struggle against the hold. Good. Obviously she knew she was going to win.

But Jessica didn't want to win just yet. She wanted to draw this out as long as she could. There were a lot of pent up emotions within her and this was a wonderful way to get them all out. Jessica pulled back just a little bit more to make it hurt that little bit more.

Then she let her down. Jessica wanted to humiliate Sig the same way she had been humiliated. She bent down, grabbed two handfuls of that pretty blonde hair, and tried to send Sig to the corner.

Sig starting to wriggle a bit within the hold as Jessica stretched her a bit further, moans coming out from her lips as the pain sent a jolt inside her body. Before it's getting too intense, however, Jessica put her down, although that wasn't the end of her predicament by a long shot. While she's still writhing on the mat, Sig felt her hair being grabbed, and the next thing she knew was her lithe form flying towards the corner, where it'd crash on her back.

"Gaugh!" the blonde cried, her body slumped down on the turnbuckle with her arms hung on the top ropes. "Ooougghh..." she moaned and writhed, feeling all the mixture of pain and excitement clashing inside her.

Jessica moved as quickly as caution would allow. Last time she in this situation, it was her who was tied up, not her opponent. Her breasts were then revealed for the first time ever in Tokyo. That was not an act she would abide again, so Jessica approached Sig with a subtle celerity.

"Your turn sweetheart," Jessica mocked as she leveled a punch at Sig's jaw. That ought to by her enough time to tie the girl up in the ropes, which is exactly what she intended to do if the punch landed. She was feeling good and wanted to keep her momentum rolling. That felt attainable to the Violent Violet.

Jessica closed in and landed a punch on her jaw. It seemed that the girl had taken a lesson from their last exchange in this area. It might not be necessary considering how battered she was at the moment, but who could blame Jessica for being cautious? While she's still seeing stars, her arms were seized and tied to the ropes, and by the time her senses returned, Sig found herself already trapped nicely on the corner.

"Ughh..." she squirmed, trying to pull her arms, somewhat half heartedly while flashing a faked, annoyed glare at Jessica.

Meat. That was all Sig was. Lovely little meat for Jessica to play with. She was all tied up and looking prime for the taking, and the Violent Violet was feeling ready to dine. She put her hand on the side of Sig's face and got real close. "You are going to submit to me tonight. And I am going to take you home as my prisoner." Jessica stood on the lowest rope.

"And you are going to fucking love it." Jessica grabbed the back of Sig's head and pulled her in to her massive chest. Breast smother. It was delightfully degrading, and sure to get this crowd on their feet. Hopefully it would take a lot of the fight out of Sight too.

Sig's expression remained defiance as Jessica laid out her plan. She was excited, and it probably showed even if just a little bit. Didn't mean she had to admit it out loud, though. By not protesting her opponent's declaration, her silence probably already spoke volumes. Not that she was given too much time to give her reply, as Jessica would then pull her head and smother it between those large breasts of hers.

"Mmmmhhh!" the blonde squirmed some more while letting out muffled cries into the cleavage of Jessica, her legs kicking out a bit.

The crowds were loving it, without a doubt. They cheered and roared at the sight of the smaller girl being trapped and smothered in the corner. This wasn't a new experience for Sig, so she wasn't really panicking despite putting a little show as if she was. If anything, her squirming also resulted in her features being rubbed all over the breasts of Jessica, and she's enjoying it despite her air getting thinner by each seconds...

There was something cathartic in using her femininity and strength to bring a girl to heel. She felt like she exuded raw feminine power when she had a girl in a breast smother. There was no escape from it either, not with Jessica's puissant arms hemming her opponent in and her heart filled with a desire to not only win but dominate.

Jessica reflected on Sig's silence. That must have meant she wanted it. There was a slight hint of it in her face but what she wanted didn't matter. Tonight was Jessica's, and she was going to take her fill. The sounds of the blonde girl struggling against her nearly made her laugh. Her face was all over her tits and the Violent Violet was really enjoying it.

But Jessica was a slave of novelty and gave Dig some air. While she could be afforded oxygen, she could not and would not be afforded time and space. Jessica hopped off the ropes. With one hand, she would grab one of Sig's nipples and twist, and with the other she would wander into Sig's sex...

The smother didn't last for too long, but it was enough to leave Sig breathless as Jessica gave her some breathing space. She gasped for air, but before she could shake off the dizziness, her opponent was already on the move again, twisting her nipple while cupping her sex almost at the same time.

"Ahh...!" Sig moaned and twitched, her body felt electrified, the cloud on her mind immediately dispersed. "Nnnh..."

She squirmed against the restrains, but that was more of a reaction rather than a genuine attempt to free herself. Her sex was already wet as it was, a clear sign of her arousal level as much as her hardened pink bud. Then there's the shift in her expression as the defiant gaze she had earlier was now replaced with somewhat groggy looking that was the result from the smother and the nipple twisting, as if her mind hadn't fully registered what's going on.

Jessica was grinning like a spoiled kid on Christmas. Her opponent had given her a wonderful gift: unrestricted access to her body. That was a catastrophic mistake. See, the Violent Violet rarely had good intentions and certainly did not have them here. Her hand stayed on Sig's sex and began to explore a little bit more. Jessica sought to reach heights Sig had never seen before.

And the Violent Violet wasn't going to do just that either. With her free hand she grabbed the back of Sig's head and pulled her close. She leaned in herself for a big, sloppy kiss. Her intent was to humiliate the woman as much as possible and she thought this was a damn good way to do that.