SS '14 Den of Sin Match: Divatrix Vs. Death by Seduction

This woman wanted to play hard with Dasha, and thus the Russian dominatrix found it fit to play extra rough with her. She abandoned the idea of dominating the silly pink haired mistress first, and focused solely on this one that dared to lay a hand on her butt. She wrenched the hold a bit tighter so Niska would be forced to get intimate with the side of her breast.

She did this mainly for distraction, and soon enough she would suddenly slam herself back, trying to drive Niska's head into the mat for a quick DDT stunner to see if she could keep the dominatrix quiet and to steal that weapon of hers for her own purposes!

Dasha wrench Niska face tighter up against the side of her boob in the headlock, making the green haired mistress's cheek and lips grind right into her leather clad form.. A faint huff leaving Niska's mouth and washing over Dasha's lovely rounded orb. Dasha was just about to drop backwards to try and plant Niska's head into the mat in a DDT when the tall Argentine beauty reared back the paddle she had in her hands and tried to ram the top edge of it straight into Dasha's belly hard, trying to make the other woman hop up a bit off her feet and relinquish the hold... Hoping to let the woman know that she was all for making things rough herself

Dasha was trying to ram this new opponent down to the mat and show her that she had no problem taking on two if need to be. But that weapon was enough to halt her actions, slamming into her belly and forcing Dasha to not only stop her attempt, but also to release Niska and step back. She would have to let the rougher one of the duo fight this time, since obviously this woman was not going to stop using her weapon.

She tried to step back and towards her tag team partner, wanting to reach her hand back and over to the hand of Zandra, who was waiting quite impatiently to get into the ring and crush whatever was going to step in front of her.

Niska straightened herself upright as Dasha released the lock and twisted her head to one side, trying to ease off some of the pressure that had been placed on her neck from the hold.

"Mmm, oh hon.." She murmured faintly as the other mistress backed up towards her own corner. "You're just gonna have to do a lot more of that.." She said toyingly. Dasha made the tag and as Zandra bent down to step through the ropes, Niska would rush forwards, her booted feet stomping hard on the mat as she approached with the paddle raised in both hands over her head. Niska would try to bring down the hard studded paddle aimed at Zandra's forehead, taking a twist into the hardcore element in matches that she adored so much

Zandra quietly examined the woman, her eye not leaving the advancing woman that came at her with her weapon raised. She could only think of one attack this woman was going for her. An overhead strike. She would suddenly move to the side just as the paddle came down towards her head, making sure that it would hit nothing but air while Zandra would quickly slide past Niska and try to get behind her.

She was going for something simple yet effective for what she had planned, trying to get her arms under Niska's armpits and up to the back of her head to try and lock her in a full nelson hold.

The paddle made a "whosh" noise as it swiped sharply at the air but did not strike the top of Zandra's head as was intended. Instead, the one eyed woman managed to slip in around behind Niska as she was wrong footed from missing her target.

"hu?!" Niska let out as just before she fell forwards into the turnbuckles, Zandra snagged her arm up under one armpit.. Niska was forced back upright against the front of Zandra's body as the other arm also hooked under Niska's other armpit, the paddle weapon dropping from the green haired Argentinian's fingers as both of her arms were hooked up into the air forcefully

Zandra hid the dark grin that took over her face, forcefully turning the woman so that she would be facing the corner of Divatrix. There, she would see that Dasha had picked her favorite whip from the bundle of toys that laid around the map, licking the length of it before she would brace it within her hand, getting ready to lash out with it.

Dasha did not need to step in the ring just to interfere or help out, she could do that perfectly fine from the side of the ring with the length of her whip closing the distance to strike. She brought her hand back, letting the length fly backwards before she lashed the handle forward, trying to slap the length against Niska's tummy.

Niska grunted out as Zandra forcefully turned her to face their corner, her leather clad butt cheeks grinding back against Zandra's crotch as she struggled to keep her booted feet on the floor.. her head leaning down as the one eyed dominatrix applied pressure on the back of her neck and head with the full nelson. There was a whosh of air as Dasha swung the whip from the corner and then a loud *CRACK!* as the whip snapped right against Niska's bare skin, the red suspenders doing very little to protect or defend the Argentine beauty against the weapon.

"Ahh!" Niska let out from the sudden sharp jolt of pain, but cut off and was biting into her lower lip a moment later as she held onto the sharp throbbing pain that emanated from the red mark across her milky white skin.. Her nipples lifting to attention as the pain started to turn her on

Dasha simply chuckled at the sight of Niska, who was now in her clutches! She would give Zandra a nod, who first pressed hard into Niska to make sure that full nelson would not get free from her. She would respond to Dasha's nod and begin to move forward, forcefully forcing Niska to step forward as well and would soon be only inches away from Dasha! Their plan was simple, to make sure Niska was going to get a very dominant treatment done to her!

Niska could feel Zandra pressing down further on the back of her head, forcing her chin right down against her chest so that she was practically staring down into her own cleavage.. It was difficult to do much about Zandra right up against her in the full nelson at this moment, but that didn't mean she couldn't do something about Dasha that was getting a little too cocky out on the edge of the apron. Lifting her black high heeled boot up, Niska would jolt it out sharply in between the ropes just as Zandra was pushing her in closer.. Trying to ram the point of her heel straight into Dasha's belly and knock her off the apron to the outside floor