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

Feruza moaned, but shrieked once the rest of her outfit was ripped off with terrifying ease. That extra humiliation was what did it. Feruza arched her back, let out a long, loud, lewd moan, and came. Her sex twitched, having exploded on the imitation cock inside of her. She panted, blushing a deep crimson.

"T-t-there. You win." she admitted, utterly humiliated, completely naked, shamefully splayed on the mat. "M-match is over."

Feruza had been defeated twice in one night.

Diabolica grined and put the strap-on off her hips, but left it inside Feruza's pussy. Still holding her top in hands, she throw this one to audience as well, leaving Uzbek no other option, but to walk completly naked to the backstage.

"Good girl." Diabolica kissed her cheek and pat her head. Satisfied with her own performance, Diabolica rolled out of the ring and walked away.

Feruza couldn't even get up. She was too exhausted. It took about a minute for her to gather the strength to get up and walk away. She tried covering her breasts and crotch, kneedeep in shame. Some members of the crowd jeered, some others catcalled. That only made her shame increase.

That walk, although it wasn't more than 30 seconds, was the longest distance Feruza had ever walked.

Diabolica wins by way of orgasm