Friction Debut! Sandy White vs Karen Starring

Sandy was lifted from the ground with ease, once again! Her lifeless body was draped across Karen's shoulders and she moaned weakly in pain and Karen began stretching her.

Showing no indication of having energy to escape, Sandy's arms and legs drooped lifelessly as Karen continued to work on her. It was obvious at this point that Sandy wasn't going to put up a fight anymore. Karen was simply having her way with her from here on out. The referee moved in to ask Sandy if she wanted to give in, to which Sandy simply kept moaning in pain and shaking her head no.

Karen would jostle her body roughly, making sure the rack was applied damn painfully. Given that Sandy was a big woman, applying the hold was made somewhat difficult. God job she offered no resistance then.

Karen would start to let out a dark laugh, as she'd stomp around the ring, cracking the girls back over her own as she pulled on her neck and thigh.

Sandy was paraded around the ring like a rag doll put on display. Her back stretched beyond its normal range of flexibility and her body remaining completely limped as Karen now seemed to be working her over to satiate her own sadistic pleasures rather than try to win the match. Sandy's eyes would close as Karen continued to march with her still in her vicious torture rack. The end seemed near for Sandy!

Karen had even resorted to doing small squats with the big girl, she was enjoying showing off her catch that much. With Sandy's eyes closed, the ref-girl would soon come over, holding the arm of the big girl and attempting to raise it, testing it for a K.O loss. Karen, in her infinite savagery, wanted to hurt the girl with one more manoeuvre, so instantly allowed her to slide down her back to the mat, taking a step forward satisfied with herself.

After a few moments, she'd once again bend, grabbing the hair of the girl, dragging her first to her knees.

"I just want you to know, Sadie, Sandy, Sam, whatever the fuck your name is. This wasn't personal. I just don't fucking like you."

Sandy's limp body was plopped onto the mat for the fourth or fifth time this match! She still showed no signs of being conscious, at least until Karen forced her up to her knees again. She still lacked the energy to utter a coherent response. She simply smiled at Karen having acknowledged her by name, still accepting whatever punishment Karen had in store for her, with pride!

The smile was probably the one thing that could of pissed her off most, but Sandy shot it at Karen anyway, as the big blonde had already gained a firm grip of her arms, dragging her standing. A smile meant she was almost enjoying it, or simply too damn stubborn to realise she was getting beaten. She shouldn't have the energy to smile, not in Karen's mind. And soon she wouldn't.

Hooking her arms once more around the waist of the bigger girl, she'd straight away roar as she picked Sandy up, leaning back so that the girl's feet seemed miles from the mat, trying to straight away squeeze the life out of her rookie foe in her signature bearhug!

Sandy's arms and legs hung limp as her foe began to squeeze away what little life force she had left. Subconsciously, she could feel Karen's anger. And she had intended to push Karen off the deep end, sometime soon. But for now, Sandy had accepted that Karen won this day and that would drive Sandy to pull out all the stops she could when they next met.

Her eyes closed and she was squeezes and shaken between Karen's strong arms. She showed no signs of letting up despite her opponent looking like she'd wake up next month! The referee moved in again to check Sandy's arm to confirm a KO

Karen would of felt sorry for Sandy, had the situation been different. After all, she herself had been victim to some vicious squeezes, so knew perfectly well how Sandy felt. And smiled at the fact.

Shaking her from side to side like a ragdoll, her idea to take the woman to the mat and change her bearhug to her signature Bear Trap was quickly dashed, as the woman's body went limp in her crushing embrace. The girl seemingly completely done, the referee would grab the arm, letting it drop, finding no response.

A sick thought crept into Karen's head though, as as-of yet she had yet to release her hold, given that the ref would test the arm two more times. Grunting, and pushing her chin to the girls shoulder, she'd tighten her crush as hard as she could, almost trying to snap a few ribs of the seemingly done-for girl, before she was forced to release!

Karen was still unable to do much of anything. She was carried limp in Karen's arms as Karen continued to squeeze the poor girl out of existence!

With the red's call interrupted by Karen's sudden increase in pressure and swinging, it seemed that all anyone could do was simply wait for Karen to be satisfied. A close look at Sandy would show that she's still smiling despite this, probably reveling in the accomplishment of finally having been able to piss off Karen!

After that monstrous crunch, trying to near break Sandy in two, Karen relented, dropping the woman carelessly to the mat. She stood there, staring at the body for a moment, her eyes not breaking their gaze as her arm was raised. Grunting, she'd then force her arm from the ref, before heading for the ropes, apparently finished.