Brutal Beatdown Sayuri vs Rika

"Humph..." Sayuri would smile as she got behind her and pulled Rika up by her hair. She crotched her knees together so as to protect herself in case Rika was about to try and throw a surprise attack the moment she attempted to pull her up.
After covering herself, she attempted to pull Rika up by her hair. If she did managed to do so, she would then grab her hair and use it to shove her face straight into the announcers table, where she would then grind it in and out, trying to burn her face again. But this time round, she would only do so for a few seconds before she rolled Rika onto the table, before she climbed up as well.

Rika was clutching her stomach in pain from where she had been kicked repeadedly when Sayuri hauled her up by the hair. Rika groaned, being forced to stay on her wobbly legs as she was pulled up. Briefly she did consider a low blow counter attack, but the thought was quickly crushed when she realized she could barely move her body. If it weren't for Sayuri's grip on her Hair Rika probably would have fallen to a heap on the ground.

"UGH!" Rika grunted when her face slammed into the table, further stunning her. But it would only get worse for her as her opponant started using her face to run against it. "AHHH!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!" Rika screamed in pain, her face on fire from the friction burn, her eyes beggining to water with tears. She was thankful when it stopped, but when she was scopped up on the table, she was all to aware that Sayuri was planning something painful.

"Oh don't worry Rika, I won't let it end too early." She mocked her as she grabbed and lifted Rika up. She spun her around like a toy, so as to position her for a piledriver.
She held her position there as she starts doing squats. She presses her face towards Rika's panties and starts licking it. While at the same time, she then starts to press Rika's face directly towards her crotch.
What everyone didn't know was that underneath her dress, there was no underwear at all. Sayuri had been waiting for a moment like this throughout the entire match. She pressed Rika's face against her vagina and starts grinding it all over her face, trying to use Rika's face as a tool for masturbation.

Rika groaned as her world turned upside down and she was placed in the pile driver position without a fight. Her arms hung limply above her head, completely out of it as she hung there. Rika of course knew what was about to happen, and was wondering what was taking so long. Not that she really minded. That was until she felt the first lick come across her panties, and her eyes went wide.

"N-Nooo, St-Stop..." Rika groaned, her face turning flush as the feeling sent waves of pleasure coarsing through her. Rika was hating these feelings sher was having, but at the same time they felt great. Of course, it was made all the worse when Sayuri started to literally hump her face. Rika whimpered pathetically, quickly realizing Sayuri wasn't wearing anything underneath her dress, and her face was essentially being used to get the girl off. Never had Rika been so humiliated.

"Oh yes..." She moans as she continues to fuck Rika in the face using her sex. She would feel herself building up an explosive orgasm. But still, it was going to be boring if she kept doing the same thing, and so she decided to take it to the next level. She lets slip her grip over Rika's legs and lets her slide down so that her head hits the table hard, but it wasn't hard enough to break it, just enough to let her feel it.

She however keeps her hands on holding both her legs as she steps across her. She would then step on the table in a wide stance, positioning herself over Rika's sex. "A pity I couldn't get your panities off, but whatever. She would say as she starts grinding her sex against Rika's one. First it was her face, now it was her sex. But at the same time she shook Rika's head left and right like a broom, attempting to further grind her head into the table.

Originally the count was supposed to start, but the referee was too busy starring at the wrestlers, particularly Sayuri who was now using Rika's sex to masturbate.

Rika was in absolute hell as she was held upside down, the blood rushing to her head, and worst of all Sayuri's naked crotch grinding against her face, actually getting off on Rika's face. She actually wished that Sayuri would just knock her out and end it, but sadly that was not the case. Even after she was slammed into the table headfirst.

"UGH!!" Rika cried out after her skull bounced off the table. It wasn't enough force to break it, but it still hurt uite a bit, dazing her even further. She was once again helpless as Sayuri started grinding her crotch against her own crotch, and Rika couldn't help but release a moan of pleasure. She couldn't take much more of this. "P-Please..stop," she whispered, unable to take such humuliation. "Please...."

"All right then..." Sayuri would smirk as she stopped grinding their sexes together. However in exchange, she would then stomp on Rika's face, hoping to further stun her. If she was successful, she would then release her legs so as to be able to pull Rika up by her hair.

Once then, she would knee Rika directly in the crotch once more before she grabs her by her hair and forces her directly in between her legs. She then wraps her arms underneath Rika's ones and hooks it upwards. Positioning herself in a pedigree position. But that was about it. Sayuri wasn't going to jump yet, she was instead going to hang there for a moment, so as to prepare for what was coming next.

Another session of sex grinding. But this time on Rika's head instead. As she held the pedigree position, she started shaking her ass left and right, forward and backwards. She kept doing so while keeping the grip over RIka's arms, in case she tried fighting back. A moment ago she was using her face to masturbate, now she was using the back of head to do the same. "...oooo....." She moans as she continues to grind her sex over her. Clearly enjoying every moment of this.

"GAH!!" Rika grunted when she was stomped on the head, sending her facfe crashing into the table. It was then Sayuri would finally release her, and Rika lay on the table groaning, but at least she was free for the moment.

That was until she was hauled up bu her hair, and shoved between Sayuri's legs. Her arms were then held behind her back, being set up for what she knew was a pedigree. But once again her sadistic opponant was happy to hold back on finising her off in favour of using her as a sexual toy. Rika grimaced as she felt Sayuri's naked pussy rub against the back of her head. That's when something in Rika snapped. She refused to be humiliated by Sayuri any longer.

Rika would clech the fist of her captive arms, and with a roar of effort would try to lift her head up, trying to take the light Sayuri up with her until she stood up to her full height. Either Sayuri would flip right over her or remain cliging to her back, but either way Rika would make the girl regret not finishing her off.

Sayuri however was not stupid. She knows that Rika was going to recover. After all, how much time had she wasted? Despite her innocent looks, Sayuri was not stupid, not one bit. She knew that the longer she waited, the higher the chances Rika was going to fight back. And she wasn't surprise when Rika suddenly let out a roar as she attempted to stand back up to her feet.

Still even if she had managed to predict her movement, she didn't really had a means to steady herself. And so when she was flipped over, she landed hard on her back. Thankfully she hit the ground instead of the table.

The referee now noticing that Sayuri was no longer humuliating Rika snapped back to attention and started counting."--2--"

Moaning, Sayuri would moan as she rolled over. "So then, what's the rush? I thought you were enjoying it. Moaning like a slut when I licked your pussy." She asks in a seductive voice.

Never before had Rika been so publicly humiliated in a match. Her opponant had actually used her as a tool for getting herself off, using her body like it ws some kind of sex toy. It infuriated Rika that Sayuri had done so in front of an arena full of people no less. Rika's fists trembled with rage as Sayuri further taunted her. If it was the last thing she ever did, Rika would make Sayuri pay for her actions, and show her what happens when you mess with Rika Smart.

Looking down on Sayuri from on top of the table, Rika knew her chance was now. She would immediately jump off from on top of the table, and try to land a flying elbow drop straight into Sayuri's chest.