Traci Albrecht vs. Gail Hatzis

Seems like it was exactly as flimsy as it looked. Holding up the torn top, the audience ravenously gave it's approval as she threw the garment off to the side. Approaching the now topless Gail, she smiled once more, reaching down and grabbing the girl by the hair.

"Oh? You look a little short of breath." Jerking up her hapless foe by her locks, Traci quickly attempted to snap her into a full nelson, putting Gail's chest on display as she faced the crowd.

Gail was forced up by her hair yet again. "F-fuck you...!" She said weakly, before Traci changed positions, hooking her arms underneath her armpits and clasping her hands together on her neck. She was forced to face the audience, every single one of them jeering at her with perverted looks. "Haah....! L-lemme go!" Gail struggled weakly, but Traci was running the show here.

Traci continued her hold, jerking Gail left and right to try and get a little jiggle out of her. Not only did the crowd absolutely love it, but she could tell the hapless brunette's fighting spirit was diminishing. Leaning down a bit, the green-haired sadist whispered into Gail's ear, "Ready to give up yet? Or should I get serious~"

Her chest started to bounce, as Traci roughly guided her side to side. Gail had to admit, the idea of submitting now was very tempting. Her entire body was at its limit, and everyone was watching her being forced around by Traci... but then again, Traci'd taken her fair share from Gail. She could still come back... probably.

Probably was good enough for her. She jerked her head to the side, crashing it against Traci's face. "Ya give up now... and I might let ya leave in one piece."

"Mmpph!" Traci grunted as Gail knocked the back of her skull into her face, loosening her grip a bit, but the force from that position was not nearly enough to make her let go. Quickly trying to reaffirm her grip before Gail could escape, she replied, "Oh, how scary~"

It was more or less the answer Traci wanted, of course. All the more fun she could have. Slowly releasing the hold to set Gail down on her feet in front of her, the green-haired beauty instantly shot her knee upwards between the girl's legs from behind.

It was too much to hope for that a single headbutt would set her free. Traci's grip was still too strong to break out of. "You'll be kissing my ass before ya know it." Gail smirked, knowing full well she was just egging Traci on at this point.

Then, to her surprise, Traci's grip was loosening. Gail was standing on her own, about to turn around and smack Traci for her stupidity.

She never got the chance. Again, Traci went between the legs. "UUGH! F-fuck...!" Gail's legs buckled once more, sending her falling to the side, bumping her head against the side of the ring on her descent.

Traci watched as Gail slowly crumpled to the cold arena floor, even hitting her head on the side of the ring in the process. "Uh-oh, you should be more careful~"

Bending over, this time she grabbed onto the waist of Gail's bottoms. Allowing herself a sadistic smirk, the green-haired beauty pulled upwards with all her might, intending on giving her victim a vicious wedgie.

Gail didn't make out Traci's words, but she heard the smug tone. Before she could get back up, Traci was there, tugging on her bottom. Gail's hands weakly latched onto her foe's wrists, but she couldn't do much when Traci gave her a huge wedgie!

"Iyaaagh!!" The tight fabric dug into her sensitive crotch, sending fresh waves of pain and humilition.

Traci pressed one foot down on Gail's thigh, trying to keep her down while she kept pulling upwards. "Hmmm, this is much sturdier than your top was~" She began to lessen then tighten the tension, over and over steadily, really working the wedgie.

Even as Traci said it, little ripping noises could be heard. Although Gail's cries of pain easily masked them, the constant back forth of gentle and rough tugging on her crotch was really getting to her - and that was ignoring how everyone was watching her ass shake with each of Traci's tugs.