Yona Giovanni vs Siena Blaze

Ah!! What gives!!! ::she blinked in shock as her shorts were ripped away and then howled in agony as her opponent's foot entered her:: AGGGHHHH!! Oh fucking God!!!!! ::she immediately started tapping out:: Get her off me!!!!

Almost as if her opponent's screams brought her back around, Yona let out her iconic, devilish smile. Her fans broke out in applause, more happy that the brunette managed to overcome such a difficult situation. The referee quickly came to push Yona away, but the girl wasn't done just yet. She had claimed the win, but she wasn't satisified. She shoved the man away, grabbing Siena by the hair and slamming her face into the turnbuckle repeatedly. "I'm greek, not italian, you worthless bitch."

Siena was pretty much helpless now and she was now the one in tears. She weakly muttered fuck you in defiance but was so weak it might be inaudible.

"Ehhh?! Say that again?! I didn't quite hear you!" she sadistically joked, placing her opponent's back to the turnbuckle as she tackled her knee into her gut; but that wasn't enough, she stomped on her belly repeatedly until she left a dark boot-shaped mark across her stomach. Yet, how could she be done from there? How could she ever get payback for all the pain she had caused Yona in just a few minutes? Well, it wasn't long before she figured out what she wanted to do next to her weak, pathetic excuse for a toy. She knawed at her opponent's hair, pulling it off as she didn't have anything else to use. Then again, it was the better torture method than letting her get a nice little haircut without much pain.

::at this point siena would eventually lose consciousness and was not offering any type of resistance anymore. The crowd was probably eating this up::

Surprisingly, the crowd grew even louder, Siena's haters and Yona's new fans cheering for her to keep going. Luckily for them, Yona still wasn't done. She left her unconscious opponent to collapse onto the mat, running over to the commentator's to look for potential weapons. She didn't find much that wouldn't kill her, but she managed to easily find a great alternative. She quickly grabbed one of their cups, filled with coffee, and Yona happily entered the ring once again. She gave Sienna about ten seconds to cover before pouring the coffee down on her unconscious body. She hoped it would wake her up as Yona sure as Hell wasn't going to stop until she felt like they were even.

::siena thrashed awake with a yelp and then started to back away to corner;: Leave me alone!!!!

"Oh great, you're awake now!" That was all she said as she got out of the ring to grab a ladder and place it in the middle of the ring. However, this final move would take far longer than anyone in the room expected. Two hours later, Siena was hanging from the ceiling, all alone as cameras recording her naked body, her pussy as wet as a river. It was surely a long story as to how Yona went about something so elaborate, but she'd rather have Siena have to explain her humiliating state as the AFW staff would only come to take her down in the morning.