Crimson Viper vs Feruza Nabiyeva: Settling Things with a Double Header!

Feruza tried resisting, but was weakened for a number of reasons. Pleasure, pain, lack of air (although that was getting better). As Diabolica's finger forced its way into her pussy, she had to fight back moans.

"I... I will kill y— mmph!" she nearly threatened, before being cut off by a pair of ginormous breasts. Her world was plunged into darkness as she once again struggled to breathe. Meanwhile, against her own will, her arousal was beginning to show itself by wettening her crotch. "MMMmmph!" she tried to shout angrily, as her resistance grew weaker and weaker...

Diabolica felt decrease in resistance after she covered Feruza's face with her breasts. And that wasn't the only thing she noticed; as she continue to finger Uzbek, Diabolica noticed that she was getting bit wet down there. But that was all the pleasure she got for now.

Diabolica moved hand out of her pants and wraped both arms around opponents body. She stood up and took Feruza with her. When both were up, she would leaned back to throw her opponent down with German suplex.

As much as Feruza hated being humiliated, she at least figured that her pain was over. Why would somebody hurt somebody when they're in the process of fucking them?

She was wrong. Suddenly, she felt tight arms around her waist and arms, as she was lifted up with ease. What ungodly power had made this woman so huge?! However, it wasn't just a bearhug. Feruza's head was rocketed into the ground as Diabolica put her in a German suplex!

Feruza was the very definition of dazed. Which way was up? Why did her head hurt? What was going on? Oh, yeah. Oh, no.

Altough Feruza wasn't big wrestler, the impact of her landing was pretty loud. What a poetry for Mexican's ears. But Diabolica wasn't over there. She grabed Feruza and lift her up again, just that this time she placed her up over the shoulders. She droped down on her butt to give Uzbek hard power bomb.

Once she would be down, Diabolica would slip hand in opponents panties and stick a finger in her kitty once more. Smiling to her, she would start slowly moving it in and out and eventually adding another finger to the party.

Here we go again. Feruza was picked up with ease as the audience watched in horror. She made a weak, somewhat pathetic attempt to escape, but it did nothing against the dominant, powerful wrestler.

BOOM.

The power bomb made Feruza nearly scream. "W-why are you so cruel?!" she asked, her ass hurting like hell as the terrifying Diabolica once more moved down to her vagina, and slipped two fingers into it. Feruza couldn't control her moans this time, and openly expressed her pleasure. "Ooooahmm... please... stop...'

"Because you're bad and weak wrestler. Just the type i like to bully!" Diabolica answered to her and grinned. She sure loved toying with her opponent when she mixed beating with sexual abuse.

Diabolica kept on fingering Feruza for bit longer before moving her hand out again. Just that this time she didn't attack her again. Mexican grabed her pants and underwear and tried to strip her naked instead.

Feruza tilted her head as the fingers were taken out of her pussy, yet was relieved. The relief, however, didn't last long. The bottom part of her one-piece was torn off, revealing her shaved, wettened pussy. She shrieked, and her cheeks turned red from shame.

Only part of her outfit remained now, as she lay flat, defeated, and embarrassed on the mat. "J-just do it. Fuck me. I cannot be humiliated any more than I am." she said, disheartened. She didn't even have the strength to get up anymore, after the beatings she'd endured.

Diabolica lift Feruza's clothes high in air like some kind of trophy. She did few steps away from her opponent to throw her clothes to the audience. While Feruza felt completly humiliated, there is one lucky guy, who's enjoying having a part of her outfit. Diabolica slided out of ring and lift the apron to take the strap-on from under the ring.

She wasn't too worried about Feruza escaping, since she knew that Uzbek was pretty beaten up already. Returning back in ring, Diabolica put the strap-on on her hips and approached her downed opponent. She rolled her on back and straddled her to slowly slip rubber cock in her pussy and start fucking her.

Feruza lay there as her opponent did something with the torn piece of her outfit. She wasn't sure what it was, nor did she care. However, what she did care about was that strap-on. "Eh, what?! Where did you get that? I do not remember— ahhn!" she was cut off by the feeling of the imitation cock inside of her. "Mmmph, aaah, ssstop!" she pleaded, as Diabolica ruthlessly fucked her with the entire length of the strap-on.

All of this activity had brought Feruza quite close to the edge. Her orgasm would certainly be soon, although she didn't want to acknowledge that.

Diabolica heard Feruza pleading to stop, but she knew very well that deep inside she wanted to be fucked well. And Diabolica received some extra enjoyment by humiliating Uzbek infront of all those people around them.

Mexican leaned forward a little, grabed Feruza's top and rip it off her as well so she left her opponent completly naked. "Come on girl, just relax and enjoy. You know you want that." Diabolica smiled as she kept on thrusting the rubber cock deep inside her kitty.