Morrigan Vs. Tessa Price: Tables Hentai Match

Morrigan narrowed her eyes as Tessa called out. "Don't call me that, cunt!" She screamed. Morgan was her real name but her stage name and the name her mistress had bestowed upon her was Morrigan. It was the team name, it shouldn't be hard to forget. Morrigan clenched her fists as Tessa continued her attempt at psychological warfare.

"I didn't come here looking for a fight, I just wanted to kick someone's ass!" She chastised. But Tessa seemed to at least reach the ballpark with her words this time. Babd was useless, the girl was on the bottom of the shit pile and happy to roll around in it. But Macha was someone Morrigan thought about. She was more dutiful and less brash than Morrigan. And when it came to wrestling, Macha probably had more skill. But Morrigan was certainly stronger and had much more charisma, or so she thought. But she knew Macha was happy to have her position as well.

Morrigan then smirked. "Just like how I have to wipe that nasty cunt juice of yours off my boot?" She replied and looked at Mcaha and grabbed her hair and threw her down. "Clean it up, skank." She said and Macha dutifully brought her mouth to Morrigan's outstretched boot and began to run her tongue up and down it even though there was nothing actually on it.

Morrigan then looked at Babd. "Go bring her back."

Bab nodded and hopped out of the ring. "Y-yes, Mistress!" She then softly padded towards where Tessa was, a wide doe-eyed look on her face as she considered the situation.

Simply calling her Morgan seemed to hit the leader of the Morrigan more than the stamp and raised some curiosity in Tessa. It wasn't even meant to be an insult, she had just said it to avoid confusing Morgan-Morrigan with Morrigan as a group.
"Maybe you're right, I'm not into that master and servant stuff. Maybe it is sufficient if your subverts actually only believe you to be strong, even if it's a lie?"
Tessa gleefully mocked The leader of the Morrigan some more, even if she didn't underestimate her fighting progress, until Macha made a fool out of herself and licked the boots of Morrigan, causing her to shortly look in disgust for missing a spine. She wouldn't have asked for this match if Morgan couldn't go in a ring, as she wasn't just *out to kick ass* like her.

She asked the ring announcer to get out of the way as Babd approached her. Babd was the smallest of the three and hadn't looked particularly looked good up to now, but she had hands, arms and legs and could be used like a tool from Morgan. She had to be taken out, and not the soft way.
"C'mon, Babd. Won't be to pretty, but you already know that."
she dropped the microphone and put her hands on the barricade to use. As soon as Babd would approach, she'd bring her legs up and go for a headscissor to catapult her behind the barricades.

Morrigan growled as Tessa continued to taunt her. This bitch was so infuriating and Morrigan was trying her hardest not to lose her cool but it was tough. She had been used to being insulted so it wasn't too bad, but this would be like Babd taunting her. Tessa was inferior to her in ever way and Morrigan couldn't stand the thought of someone lie that goading her.

Babd' meanwhile' was cautously advancing towards Tessa as she was told. Wen she was close, she tried to charge at Tessa but was caught and tossed over the barricade. She landed on the concrete and groaned, but her groan of pain sounded more like a moan of pleasure and she had a wide smile on her face. "M-Make sure you don't go too fast!"She cried out as she looked at Tessa with a hopeful grin even as she winced and rubbed her head.

Babd didn't fare really well, like excepted. She was the smallest of the three and probably so addicted to getting kicked around that her self-defense sense and her fighting ability had probably suffered while being a slave. Tessa felt almost sorry for her, but at least she seemed to enjoy her lot in the Morrigan.

"Sorry, sweety. Have no time to play with you, but you'll probably like it anyway."
She replied with a silenced voice, to not turn Babd into a traitor for the other members of the Morrigan, and a grim smile on her face while grabbing the chair of the ring announcer with a quick glance to the ring, letting it in a position that it was still ready to sit on and trying to slid it over Babd's head to trap her upper torso and head under it before viciously stomping once on the chair to tighten the grip of the chair. Trapped and in pain, probably delightful for the poor thing.

Babd saw the chair coming and was hoping that she wasn't going to get knocked out. Maybe Tessa was going to hit her in the stomach? That would be nice. She was partially back on her feet when Tessa came at her with the chair. Babd didn't dodge but gasped when the chair came overhead. When she was pinched between it, she let out a loud moaning cry.

"Yaaaahhhnnnnnoooohnnn! Thank you!" She cried out as tears welled up in her eyes. Her hands, went not to the chair to try and wriggle it off, but instead they slipped under her dress and began working herself over quite furiously.

While Tessa played with Babd , Morrigan and Macha decided to press the advantage. They both climbed out of the ring when Babd was getting chaired and tried to catch Tessa off guard. First with Macha vaulting over the barricade to try and nail Tessa with a drop kick while Morrigan searched around for another chair to wade into Tessa with.

"Glad you like it."
At least Babd was sure to have a good night in this match. She couldn't fully understand how that worked, but it sure did, and it had the kind of attraction of a traffic accident, horrible but still most people took a look. It did in fact work so well that she had taken too long to look for the pain addict and turned back a little bit too late to take an influence in the action still to come.

"Uh?"
It was Macha again who maybe scored in the eyes of her mistress with a dropkick that sent the surprised Tessa with flailing arms back into the ranks of the spectators, toppling several of them and finally landing dazed on the floor of the hall, gasping for air after getting hit by the dropkick and clutching her test simultaneously.

Macha continued forward and aimed to follow up, moving forward and attempting to slide around from being and hook Tessa's arms around underneath Tessa's and lock the girl in place in a full nelson and pull her into a sitting position against Macha's knee.

Morrigan,seeing that the drop kick hit, smirked and hopped over the barricade. She looked over at Babd and sighed. "Idiot!' She barked and decided to roughly pull the chair off of Babd who grimaced in painful pleasure as the chair was painfully ripped off her.

"T-Thank you, mistress..." The blonde muttered before she yelped as she was stomped in the groin and curled up in a ball on the ground, still fingering herself over her pantie and dress.

Morrigan would step forward to assess the situation threateningly with the chair in hand looking to put down Tessa if she had wriggled free from Macha's grip or reassert her dominance to the feisty blonde if she was still trapped.

Tessa couldn't do much to resist the full Nelson and the knee in the back she was put into. Her sole beam of light in darkness was that Morgan played a little bit with Babd and lost some time in approaching her while she tried to get back into fighting shape from her dazed condition.
"...Nuh...Uuhh...Gah..."
Macha hadn't suffered much in the match and was probably the fittest of the three, so the blonde didn't give herself good chances to shake her fast enough before Morgan would have reached them. She tried to turn around a lot on the knee of Macha and wiggled more pathetically than necessary.
"See?...She's...still...better...than...you...MORGAN! "
she tried to provoke the leader of the Morrigan in using the chair instead of watching her suffer. When Morgan would lift the hair and let loose, she'd try to make a hollow back, turn to a side to expose the knee of Macha and lean back as far as possible. That way they would probably both get hit but she'd take a body hit while Macha a body hit and a knee hit.

Morrigan growled as she heard Tessa's taunts. This bitch was certainly indignant and Morrigan was looking to shut this bitch up. "You just ever stop running your mouth, do you bitch?" Morrigan taunted. "You must like pain even more than Babd, cunt."

Morrigan was definitely going to use the chair but instead of pulling it up, she reared it back to try and slam it into Tessa's chest. Morrigan was pissed, and Tessa had been wily so far, but she wasn't completely stupid.

*As if there would be a difference*
She thought while a bitter smile appeared on her face, despite the painful submission she was into. The benefit of knowing that you had not too except any kind of mercy from an opponent was that you could talk smack to her all the way you wanted and be defiant even when in deep trouble.

But even a big mouth couldn't help her talk her way out of the punch with the chair Morrigan was delivering to her. She put all tension she had left in her body to weather the hit to the chest as good as possible, twitching like crazy under the massively painful hit to the chest, coughing and gasping for air under a pained grimace.