Handcuff handicap! Addyson Queensbury Vs. Death by Seduction

Addyson grunted as the head slammed backwards. It stung like crazy and she did all she could do to fight away the tears that her body was trying to force out of her eyes. She had to remain dignified. Her grip loosened and Addyson's arms fell to Mitra's hips but the Brit still managed to keep the position of being behind Mitra and in a second she would be ready to go again for a new attempt at another maneuver.

The back head butt did a good bit of damage to Mitra also, her head snapping back forwards as she grunted out. Mitra stumbled forwards into the ropes, stunned and still being held onto by Addyson... Perhaps unbeknownst to Addyson and to Mitra surprise, Niska had had enough of watching and as soon Mitra went up against the ropes the Argentian reached over to make a blind tag to the pink haired dominatrix...

"Wha..?" Mitra murmured, still in Addyson's grasp and in danger of any move Addyson might try to make as Niska snuck into the ring..

Addyson smirked from her position as Mitra had not loosened her grip enough to escape. She tightened it back up and this time went to lift Mitra up and bring her down into an Atomic drop, hoping to slam the domme onto her knee. She had been given a good view of Mitra's shoulders and back so she had not noticed Niska's blind tag.

Mitra was distracted by Niska's blind tag, still wanting to stay in the ring as things had just started getting fun... it enabled Addyson to hoist her up off the feet, coming crashing down right on her cute butt cheeks and tail bone connected with Addyson's knee.

"Ahhh!!!" Mitra yelled out, still straddled on Addyson's outstretched thigh while Niska climbed into the ring. Niska sort to make her presence known to Addyson by striding right over and jumping up to try and score a drop kick right to the side of her head and body, apparently not caring about Mitra being straddling on her knee at the time

Addyson was pleased with the noise she had forced out of Mitra She was certainly looking forward to continuing with the punishment when she caught something out of the corner of her eye. "Bullocks." She muttered as the drop kick flew at her. The most she could do was try and push Mitra into Niska to keep her waylayed after the drop kick hit. And it smashed into her face and sent her careening to her mat. She cursed her foolishness for getting caught up in dealing with Mitra but hopefully she could get up before Niska could get to her.

Niska didn't really much care or attention to Mitra as she landed on her, giving her a hefty shove to force her off rolling over to the side holding her butt cheeks as she moaned faintly.

Niska moved to her feet to and approached Addyson, although she had been held up for a bit by her partner, she was able to reach Addyson while she was half through getting up. Niska will try to grab Addyson by her blonde hair with one hand to pull her up straight and towards herself a bit before Niska swung her other arm up to greet Addyson's bust in something like a short arm clothesline (or short hair clothesline)

Addyson cursed as she was pulled up, and did all she could to to try and minimize what was coming. She threw what amounted to a looping uppercut to Niska's midsection as the green haired girl's forearm slammed into her bust and sent her reeling back down to the canvas.

Niska didn't hang around like Mitra did to savor the pain and allow Addyson another couple of free shots, well at least not right now. The uppercut sunk into her belly and made her huff out a bit, but it didn't stop Niska from yanking cruelly on Addyson's hair to pull her right into her forearm. Niska stood over Addyson after toppling her, she smiled down at her as she rubbed her midsection a bit then reached down to grab a handful of her hair.. Pulling her so that she'd be forced to look up into Niska's face

"It's nothing personal you know? Wait... Heh.. What am I saying? I want it to become very personal between you and I!" She said before gripping Addyson's hair with both hand and trying to slam the back of her head down into the canvas

Addyson was surprised that she could be pulled up and flipped. She hit the mat hard and groaned. it certainly didn't feel good and left her a little dazed. She moaned and tried to stab at Niska's fingers that held her hair. "Tch. We've certainly established that you lot are good at pulling on hair." She spat with a pained smirk.

Niska smiled and reached down for a handful of hair again, pulling Addyson up a bit.

"Aww.. come on.. don't be like that..." Niska would force Addyson half way up onto her knees before slipping one arm around the back of her head and trying to draw her face right in towards Niska's breasts... The cleavage was completely open with only Niska's red suspenders covering her nipples, she might as well be naked up there over her bust where Addyson's face would be concerned

"You British are always so cold..." She'd say as she tried to start squeezing her arms around Addyson's head, sandwiching her breasts together slightly.