Ryan Knight vs Femi Zahara - Craving For More

Ryan could feel it as he contorted Femi's leg there in his finisher, the Knightmare was no joke. This move had won Ryan title belts in the past and the number of people that could survive this move could be counted on one hand, let alone overpower him there. As he placed himself around Femi's back with her leg painfully contorted making it difficult to mount a comeback there as the Paragon cranked her leg like a painful torture device.

It seemed that Femi was realising that the Paragon had her in his clutches now from how she arched her mature body to let herself curve, showing that even in her age she had flexibility.

"E-Enjoying this are you sweetie? I have you now......y-yield or I will crank your leg and ruin it. I do not wish to cause harm to such beauty but I shall. And nurse you afterwards......" Ryan muttered quietly, each sentence would have him crank her leg inch by inch and let the pain shoot through her nervous system to prove his remarks were genuine......

As Ryan twisted Femi's leg in his powerful move, the Knightmare, a wave of intense pain swept through her, almost overpowering her. Even though the pain was excruciating, she stayed strong and did not give in to the agony running through her.
As Femi contorted in excruciating pain, her entire body grew rigid, her muscles working tirelessly to resist the unyielding force of Ryan's unrelenting grip. Despite the overwhelming agony that threatened to engulf her, she valiantly struggled to keep her composure, summoning every ounce of her inner resilience to withstand the grueling trial.
The soft-spoken threats from Ryan did nothing but intensify Femi's unwavering determination, sparking a powerful strength deep within her to defy his relentless quest for control. Even though her physical being may have been vulnerable to his whims, her indomitable spirit remained resilient, adamantly rejecting any submission to his desires.
As Ryan persistently turned the crank on her leg, Femi endured the excruciating pain with clenched teeth, her thoughts consumed by the sole objective of shifting the balance of power in the fierce competition. Despite facing overwhelming challenges, she stood resolute in her determination not to give up, resolved to triumph over the formidable opponent, Paragon.
"Oh dear, that's so generous of youu~!" She moaned.

Ryan was feeling that this was it, very few of those that stepped into the ring with him where he managed to cinch in the Knightmare were able to survive long against it. This move won him title belts among other things which spoke volumes in regards to its effectiveness, even against a mighty fighter like Femi was no doubt feeling the pain shooting through her leg there. Ryan took the chance to caress Femi's thick leg there, her curves hiding her muscles underneath them even after all this time.

It made Ryan just want to have her to himself all the more, this mature, ripe wine that was corked and prepared for someone only as grand as himself could savour properly. Gritting his teeth there and giving a little chuckle at Femi's words Ryan would say "Oh? Well then sweetie, I'll just have to seize you then. Here and now." and with that he'd wrap his legs tightly around Femi's secured one and arch himself around and over her back there to wrap his hands around her chin there to lock in a pesudo-STF hold to crank her neck, spine and ankle all at once.

"Simply yield my dear, yield and I'll treat you like the queen that you rightly deserve to be." Ryan softly muttered into his opponent's ear as he proceeded to cinch this hold in and potentially settle the bout right here.......

Femi's breath caught in her throat as Ryan's hands roamed over her thick, powerful leg, his touch sending shivers of anticipation coursing through her body. Despite the pain radiating from the hold he had her in, there was an undeniable thrill in the way he caressed her curves, igniting a fire within her that burned hotter with each passing moment.
His words, laced with desire and dominance, only fueled the flames of arousal that consumed her. She felt herself melting under his touch, her skin tingling with excitement as he whispered promises of pleasure and submission into her ear.
As Ryan's legs tightened around hers and his hands found their way to her chin, Femi couldn't help but surrender to the intoxicating sensation of being completely ensnared by him. His commanding presence, coupled with the relentless pressure of his hold, sent waves of ecstasy crashing over her, leaving her dizzy with desire.
With a soft moan escaping her lips, Femi arched her back, pressing her body closer to his as she succumbed to the pleasure of his control. She could feel the tension building between them, a potent mix of passion and power that threatened to consume them both.
"Yield?" she breathed, her voice laced with a hint of defiance. "Never."
With a surge of determination, Femi pushed against him, her movements fueled by a primal hunger for more. As their bodies entwined in a dance of desire, she lost herself in the ecstasy of their shared passion, knowing that together they would reach heights of pleasure neither could achieve alone.

Truth be told Ryan no longer wished to harm Femi anymore than he already had during this match, the Greek beauty had charmed him with her mature frame and eagerness to have him for dinner. However the Paragon was also playing to win, to show that he was going to have the pants in the relationship for the most part. He heard Femi's words there as he cranked back on her neck and leg with her proceeding to try and push against him. She spoke of how she'd not yield. Very well.

"If you shall not, then I shall make you. Goodnight love." Ryan said as suddenly he'd make to tightly wrap his bicep around Femi's neck, making to choke the milf out with his massive muscled arm. He was now moving to seal Femi's fate there and take her to the land of slumber, no matter if she passed out. Ryan would simply heft her goddess like frame over his shoulder and take her home that way if he must~