Enclosed Cage Match: Heather vs Isabella Snow

Heather just groaned out at Isabella's words, wanting to jab back at her, but she was currently trying to shake herself off as she was down on t he mat after that vicious uppercut. She rubbed her chin, trying to recover herself before she would soon find herself on her back, Isabella's ass planted on her face and her arms pinned down before she could do anything to prevent it.

"Mmmmph!" She let out a muffled groan before she felt Isabella go right to sliding four of her fingers into her sex, causing her to moan out quite deeply into her ass, only able to struggle and writhe around in an attempt to somehow break free of this quite sensual and humiliating move.

Heather wasn't much for conversation after her hard fall it seemed but that was no bother to the Northern Queen as whether she could speak or not didn't make a difference so long as she could feel everything that was being done to her. Heather had shown a few signs of life throughout the match but Isabella was dead set on keeping her on the receiving end of their exchanges, intent on making a statement to Cecilia using the purple haired girl tonight.

"Be sure to tell Cecilia you have a new owner." Isabella said taunting the woman just as she forced four of her fingers into the already dripping wet sex of miss Sunderland, rubbing her firm ass down upon the woman's face to further humiliate her while her fingers drew the woman ever closer to her climax. "Its only a matter of time Heather, you could always just submit and enjoy what I can do to you."