Kittens vs Cougars

19:58 Addy_is_Mean: The locker room door swings open and I come out of it as if I own the building, each step of my white leather cowgirl boots echoes across the quiet gym. The place was empty, private, just me and this Italian grandma who's going to pay for the losing streak Tricki Nikki has gotten me in. I'm wearing blue jean shorts, showing off my long legs that dont need much selling. The beige crop top sits just above my toned stomach, and a confident smirk on my mouth. Climbing through the ropes I walk to the corner before hopping up onto the top of the turnbuckles to sit there. I wait, legs crossed, one boot casually dangling, as I wait for my opponent to make her way in. I'm ready and more than a little eager to play.

19:58 Addy_is_Mean:

20:03 Elena_Ma: I step out from the locker room few seconds after you, wearing my usualy blue bikini, barefoot, my long blonde hair tied in a ponytail, fingernails and toenails painted with a slutty red color...my body a bit softer than yours, but so proud to show it off in my bikini. I walk towards the ring and when I reach it I climb on the apron, helping me by grabbing the bottom rope and then I slide inside, walking towards my corner when I lean my back on the turnbuckle as I finally take a look at you and at your outfit "I'm here" I say to you "and I0m ready"

20:03 Elena_Ma:

20:08 Addy_is_Mean: I hop down from the turnbuckle as you finally drag your ass into the ring, boots hitting the mat with a satisfying thud. My smirk only gets wider when I see that bikini—red nails, no shoes, and all attitude like you're not pushing fifty. I step to the center and wave you forward, eyes locked on yours. “You say you’re ready, but I highly doubt it… Come on, grandma. Make the first move before your joints lock up.”

20:12 Elena_Ma: I look at you moving down from the turnbuckles, your boots landing on the mat and then move towards the middle of the ring. I hear your words and shake my head "don't be so confident bitch" I reply back "I'm going to make you feel lot of pain" and I carefully approach you, raising my arms and hands up and then when I get closer I push my hands towards you, inviting you in a test of strength

20:16 Addy_is_Mean: I hear your little threat and let out a laugh, shaking my head as I raise my arms too. “You? Make me feel pain?” I grin, stepping in, eyes locked on yours. “The only thing I’m feeling from you is secondhand embarrassment.” We lock up in the center of the ring, our hands clasp tight—and right away, I feel it. You’ve got a bit more power than I expected. My smirk falters for half a second as I dig my boots in, trying to hold my ground. But damn… you start pushing me back. I grit my teeth, trying not to show it, but I’m being forced to step back, heels clicking against the mat until I’m backed up into the corner.

20:20 Elena_Ma: I grin and smirk as I push with my bare feet on the mat, the muscles in my arms and legs tensed as I try to drive you back, grimacing in the effort but I can feel you moving back step by step, the heels of your boots clicking on the canvas as I finally make you touch the turnbuckle behind you with your back...at the point I try to keep you there and raise my right knee, trying to slam it on the exposed part of your abs

20:26 Addy_is_Mean: Your knee slams into my stomach, hard, and I let out a sharp gasp as the air rushes out of me. My body jerks forward instinctively, and I shove at your shoulders, trying to create space—anything to get you off me. I stumble a step to the side, one arm wrapping around my stomach while the other grabs the ropes for support. “Damn,” I cough out, trying to play it off, I’m hunched slightly, boots planted firm, trying to shake it off quick—but yeah, that one landed. I shoot you a glare through strands of loose hair, the pain fueling my fire.

20:29 Elena_Ma: My knee slams on your stomach, making you double over a bit. You shove me back a couple of steps, with your hands on my shoulders...I look at you and at your glare, smirking, extending both my arms trying to grab your arm covering your stomach and pull it awat from your body, then I try to pull hard on that arm and send you across the ring past me across the ring and towards the corner on the opposite side of the ring

20:36 Addy_is_Mean: You grab my arm before I can fully recover, yanking it away from my stomach—and I barely have time to react before you twist and irish whip me hard across the ring. My boots skid a bit on the mat, but there’s no stopping it—I’m sent flying past you, and then BAM, my back slams into the opposite corner with a loud thud. “Ugh, shit!” I grunt, my arms flopping over the top ropes for balance. I wince, biting down on my lip, chest rising and falling. I blink, trying to catch my breath, and glance up through my hair, eyes darting to see where the hell you are.

20:49 Elena_Ma: After sending you across the ring I turn my back and begin to rush and run across the ring too, and when your back impact the tunbuckle behind you I launch myself towards you in a spear, trying to slamming my right shoulder hard across your abs

20:55 Addy_is_Mean: At the last second, I twist my body and slip to the side, letting you crash shoulder-first into the turnbuckle with a nasty thud. The ring shakes and I grin wide as I take a few steps back, arms spread out like I’m presenting a show. “Whew! That was close,” I tease, hand back on my stomach but still smirking. “That spear looked great, though. Real solid. Just... too bad I wasn’t there to catch it.” I tilt my head, watching you reel from the hit. “You alright there, nonna? Want me to grab some ice... or a retirement brochure?” I say waiting to see how much damage did that do to you.

20:58 Elena_Ma: "UGHHHH" I groan loud when my right shoulder slams hard against the turnbuckle with a loud THUD, pain exploding in my shoulder and upper arm..still bent over I stagger back a bit, groaning...my left hand moving to my right shoulder like hugging it...hearing your words taunting me, trying to step to my side and along the rope and straightening up, still grimacing in pain, trying to regroup as fast as I can, hissing at your taunts "shut up bitch!"

21:02 Addy_is_Mean: I see you stumbling, clutching that shoulder like it’s about to fall off, and I can’t help but grin wider. “Aww, did the turnbuckle hit back harder than you expected?” I call out, pacing toward you slow, like a predator sizing up a limping deer. I suddenly spin around and dash into the ropes behind me. I bounce off with speed, boots pounding the canvas, and head straight for you like a missile. As you’re still trying to shake it off, I come in hot and swing my arm out wide hoping to connect and get a BAM! With my clothesline smacking across your chest, sending you straight down to the mat. “Boom!” I'd shout, looking down at you with a smug smirk. “Guess I hit harder than the ropes too, huh?”

21:06 Elena_Ma: I'm still trying to nurse my aching shoulder aftert that hard hit on the turnbuckle, but then you move fast, bouncing in the ropes behind you and moving towards me, your arm extending, slamming it hard across my chest "UUUGGFFF" I groan in pain, air leaving my lungs at the impact, my feet leaving the canvas and slamming down on my back on the mat "UGHHHH" groaning, my hands moving up to my chest, my red fingernails clawing at my chest as I try to breath normally and ease the pain

21:12 Addy_is_Mean: I slow to a stop and turn around just in time to see you crash to the mat, arms flailing and nails digging into your chest like you’re trying to keep your soul from leaving your body. I walk over nice and slow, boots clicking with every step, towering over you with that bratty little smirk glued to my face. “Aww, poor thing,” I coo, fake-pouting as I look down at you. “That big strong chest of yours not used to taking hits anymore? Should’ve stayed in the spa!”. I bend down, grabbing one of your legs and yanking it out with a little extra snap just to mess with you. “Let’s see if your legs are holding up any better than that shoulder, huh?” I tease, twisting my body to start wrapping up your legs for a figure four, hips already lowering down toward the mat as I try to lock it in. “Don’t worry… it’s a classic. Should feel familiar at your age.”

21:34 Elena_Ma: Down on the mat, panting as I try to recover from that brutal clothesline on my chest, you taunt me again and I hiss back, but then I see your hands moving toward my leg and grab it, pulling and extending it "what are you doing?" I ask, worried, then you begin to bend it a figur four hold and I groan and then yell in pain "GAHHHH" I cry out, trying to pull and push my leg, shaking it, trying to do as much as I can to make you release the hold

21:42 Addy_is_Mean: I lock in the hold tight, dropping down and lacing our legs together like I’ve done this a thousand times. The second I twist it in place and arch my hips, that scream you let out? Music to my damn ears. “Oof, that sounded rough,” I giggle, flipping my hair back as I settle into the hold. I rock my hips a little to crank the pressure, fully enjoying myself, watching you squirm like a bug under a magnifying glass. “You tappin’ or just giving me a little concert down there?” But then you start thrashing harder, dragging us inch by inch, and before I know it, you yank yourself free. I let out a frustrated grunt, smacking the mat as I untangle, frustrated.

21:46 Elena_Ma: I feel the pressure on my legs getting stronger as you arch your body and pull and twist my leg harder, I groan and yell out in pain as I try to shake and pull my leg again...finally I begin to feel my foot sliding off from your hands, slowly and then totally free...my leg drop down on the mat and I turn on my fours, trying to crawl towards the ropes and using them to get up on my feet

21:53 Addy_is_Mean: I watch you scramble away like you just lost your last life, that leg slipping free like it never belonged in my grip. You’re crawling toward the ropes, and the frustration on my face is crystal clear.You lean on the ropes and haul yourself up, taking your sweet time while I push myself to my feet too, still smirking. Then, while you face the corner still, I start rushing towards you, boots clanking on the mat as I attempt to jump high up, to splash against you, sandwiching you between me and the corner.

21:56 Elena_Ma: I reach the corner and grabbing the middle ropes and I begin to pull myself up on my feet again, while doing that, even if looking outside the ring, I hear the sound of your boots on the mat and when I feel them close to me I pull with my left arm grabbing the rope and I move and shift out from the corner, hoping that whatever you're doing will end hard against the corner turnbuckle

22:01 Addy_is_Mean: I’m already airborne by the time you slip out of the way, fully expecting to flatten you against the corner. But instead of impact with your soft body, all I get is WHAM!I slam chest/face first into the turnbuckle, the padding doing nothing to soften the blow. The whole ring shakes as I bounce off, stumbling back a couple steps to try and get away from the corner and while my arms are draped over my stomach and chest, breath caught in my throat. “Ugh—dammit,” I groan, staggering, trying to stay on my feet but clearly rocked.

22:09 Elena_Ma: from the side I look at your body impacting hard against the turnbuckle, and then bouncing and staggering back, clearlt hurt and in pain "does it hurt bitch?" I ask, taunting you a bit...then I see you stagger more fighting to keep your balance, and I try to move off from the ropes, then moving behind you, trying to slide both arms around your waist, then pulling hard with my legs I try to lift you from the mat and then letting my body fall down I try to make you drop down with me, making you crash down hard on your upper back

22:14 Addy_is_Mean: I barely catch my footing when I hear your voice from behind, all smug and nasty, just before your arms wrap tight around my waist.“Wait—hey—no no no—!”And then I’m up, my boots leaving the mat as you haul me back like I weigh nothing. A split second later... CRASH! My upper back slams against the canvas, the impact knocking the breath right out of me. I arch off the mat with a sharp gasp, mouth open but nothing coming out, hands clutching at my back as I roll to one side, legs kicking weakly.

22:20 Elena_Ma: I groan after the impact too, but yours was for sure harder than mine, you arch your back in pain, out of breath, rolling on your side, I move up on my knees and then as I see you on your side I move my hands on your side and your hip and I push, trying to make you roll down o on your belly and chest, and then I begin to try to slide my left leg under your belly

22:26 Addy_is_Mean: I barely even realize you’re on me until your hands are at my side, guiding me like I’m nothing. My body rolls onto my stomach with zero resistance“Ughhh…” I groan into the mat, cheek smushed against the canvas, my breath still not fully back. I feel your leg slide under my belly, and my hands twitch against the mat like I should be doing something—anything—but my body’s not cooperating. Legs sprawled out behind me as I try not to think about whatever you’re planning next.

22:29 Elena_Ma: I push and slide my leg more until I see my red toenails appearing on the other side of your body, then I turn a bit on my side, my face towards your head and I move my other leg, the right one, over your back...moving my feet close and locking them at my ankles, and then I begin to add pressure on your back and on your belly, in a tight body scissors

22:34 Addy_is_Mean: The second your legs lock around me, I know I’m screwed. "Damn it!!” I scream, hands shooting down to your thighs as your body scissors crush into my ribs and squeeze the air right back out of me. My boots kick uselessly against the mat, my face twisting in pain as I squirm in your grip. I choke out, trying to pry them apart with my hands, even though it’s totally not working. My body’s writhing, but I’m not tapping. Not even close.“You’re gonna have to do better than that if you think I’m gonna quit to some overhyped thigh-hug…” I hiss, even as I gasp between words, clearly feeling every second of it.

22:37 Elena_Ma: "Oh really?" I say, hissing at you "well, say that again, but after this" I add, feeling your hands trying to work on my thigh and pry my legs open, but I arch my back, tensing my legs more trying to add more pressure on your body, sliding a bit my legs in order to have them right under your sternum and arching again, squeezing as hard as I can, my legs trembling in the effort

22:40 Addy_is_Mean: “GAAAHHH!” I cry out as the pressure spikes—your legs digging right under my sternum like they’re trying to snap me in half. My hands slip for a second, the pain lighting up every nerve in my torso, my eyes squeezing shut as I squirm harder.“You bitch—okay, you wanna play that game?”One hand claws at the mat, but the other shoots straight to your thigh—and I dig my nails in hard, raking right across the skin. Not graceful. Not cute. Definitely not legal. But desperate? Oh yeah. I growl, gritting my teeth, still pinned in your grip but fighting dirty just to survive.

22:42 Elena_Ma: I keep on going on with the pressure of my legs on your body when one of your hand move towards my thigh, clawing at it and scratching hard "GAHHHHHHH" red scratches appears on the skin of my legs, crying out in pain as the pain makes me release the hold on your body, my legs opening as I push myself back a bit, checking the conditions of my thigh as I see some drops of blood in the scratches you left on my leg with your nails "you fucking bitch, that was dirty!!"

22:45 Addy_is_Mean: The second your legs uncoil from around me, I collapse flat on the mat, sucking in air like it’s the first breath I’ve had in years. My arms tremble as I push up just enough to start crawling, dragging myself slow and unsteady toward the nearest corner.“Y-yeah?” I pant, glancing back over my shoulder with a half-dead smirk. “Didn’t hear a rulebook in the locker room…”Each crawl sends a jolt of pain through my ribs, but I grit my teeth and keep moving, finally reaching the corner. I grab the ropes, forehead resting against the middle turnbuckle for a second before I start pulling myself up, shaky but determined.

22:55 Elena_Ma: I hiss as I see you crawling toward the corner in front of you as I'm still sitting on my butt, checking the scratches on my thigh...then using my hands on the mat I push myself up on my feet as I turn to look at you, as you manage to stand up on your feet resting with your forehead on the middle turnbuckle...for sure you're still in the match, but from your movements I can tell you're hurt too...I begin to walk towards you, carefully, as I want to avoid to do a mistake like the spear of before

23:00 Addy_is_Mean: I suck in a breath and force myself upright, one shaky hand on the top rope as I turn around to face you, back pressed against the turnbuckles. My hair’s a mess, sweat clinging to my skin, and every breath still stings from your damn scissors. But I’m standing. Barely.I see you creeping in, nice and slow, all careful like you’re hunting something wounded. I shift my stance, one boot sliding just a little forward, the other coiled back—ready to launch it if you get too close.“You come any closer,” I mutter through gritted teeth, eyes locked on you, “and I swear I’m gonna knock your spaghetti-loving ass back to Rome” I say trying to gain as much time as possible to recover.

23:08 Elena_Ma: I smirk, hearing again your taunts, but also knowing that they're mostly due to you be hurt and in trouble, I'm covered in sweat too, my thigh showing the scratches from your nails..."yeah, sure" I hiss back at your words, I notice your stance is ready and prepared for me getting closer, and instead I try to anticipate you, I make a step forward with my left foot and then swing my right leg, trying to bury my left painted toes as hard as I can on the exposed part of your stomach

23:15 Addy_is_Mean: My kick sails through the air, but before it can land, your larger frame moves faster—your hard frontal kick drives straight into my stomach, right where the bruises are already aching. The impact steals my breath instantly, and I’m shoved back hard against the corner, my back slamming into the turnbuckle with a painful thud. I double over, clutching my stomach with both hands, eyes squeezing shut as the sharp pain burns through me. “Ugh... shit...” I grunt, fighting to steady my breathing, every muscle trembling from the hit.

23:20 Elena_Ma: "that belly of yours does not look that strong" I taunt you after slamming the tip of my foot on your stomach...while you're still in the corner, your hands clutching your middle in pain, doubled over, I reach you fast, extending my arms to grab your wrists and pull your hands off from your middle, then I drop down on my but, pulling your arms down with me as I push my right leg up, placing my foot across your stomach and pulling hard on your arms I try to toss you over me towards the middle of the ring, away from the corner

23:26 Addy_is_Mean: I’m hunched over, clutching my stomach like it’s about to give out.Before I can pull back, you’re on me—grabbing my wrists and yanking my hands away like they’re nothing. Then you drop down, dragging me with you, your foot pressing hard across my stomach as you pull and toss me over you like a ragdoll.I fly through the air, crashing hard against the middle of the ring, WHAT AM! the breath knocked clean out of me as my back slams onto the canvas. I lie there, spread eagle, gasping, the pain washing over me, and knowing I’m definitely in trouble.

23:35 Elena_Ma: Again my move works, tossing you over me and making you land hard on your back in the middle of the ring...I move up on my feet and turn, walking calm towards you with my hands on my hips. "Come on girl, don't tell me you're already done" and I giggle...and I don't give you time for a reply...as I move at your side I let my body drop down, extending my right bent arm trying to slam my right elbow hard in the middle of your stomach, in an elbow drop

23:39 Addy_is_Mean: I barely get a word out—“You’re—” —before your elbow crashes into my stomach like a freight train. The pain shoots through me, doubling me over on my side, my hands clawing at my middle like it’s on fire. My stomach’s screaming, but it’s not just that—my back aches from where I slammed down earlier, and every movement just twists the pain tighter.“Fuck...” I growl, breath hitching with every shallow gulp. You’re towering over me, calm and smug, while I’m curled up in a mess of pain, both front and back burning.

23:41 Elena_Ma: "Remember when I told that you were going to feel a lot of pain?" I taunt you "well, wasn't I right?" and I giggle, bending over you and grabbing a fistful of your hair with my right hand and yanking you up on your feet "come with be brat" I hiss as I begin to drag you towards the closer corner

23:46 Addy_is_Mean: I grit my teeth, too beaten up to spit back any of my usual crap. The pain from my stomach and back is like a weight dragging me down, and when you yank my hair and haul me to my feet, I can’t help but let out a sharp hiss. “Cut it out,” I manage, voice rough and tense. You’re pulling me toward the corner like I’m nothing but a ragdoll, and all I can think is how much this sucks—how much it hurts. I’m not ready to quit, not yet, but yeah... I’m scared. Not the kind of scared that makes me freeze, but the kind that makes me realize this fight just got a hell of a lot realer. I follow, every step burning, hoping I don’t get finished off before I can figure out a way back.

17:04 Elena_Ma: I continue to move towards the corner, dragging you with me holding a fistful of your hair in my hand and when we are right in the front of the corner I throw your head towards the corner turnbuckle, trying to make you slame face first on it and then stepping back to watch your reaction

17:06 Addy_is_Mean: My head snaps forward as you slam it right into the turnbuckle—THUD!—the sound echoes and my whole body jolts. My face bounces off the padding and I stumble back, dazed, blinking fast as the whole ring seems to spin around me.I barely stay upright, both hands gripping the top ropes like lifelines, hunched forward with my forehead resting against the padding now. One knee dips a little like I might crumple, but I stubbornly hang on, panting, eyes wide but unfocused. The fight still flickering in me, but dimmer than before.

17:08 Elena_Ma: After slamming your face on the turnbuckle you grab the top rope with your hands to stay on your feet, even if dazed and with your knee bending a bit... I take few steps backwards to the middle of the ring, and then I rush at you just to jump and try to perform a dropkick with the soles of my bare feet trying to hit hard on your back

17:12 Addy_is_Mean: I’m barely clinging to the ropes, forehead resting against the turnbuckle when I hear the sound of you charging—but it’s too late.Your bare feet slam into my back like twin hammers, and I scream out loud, the pain lighting up every nerve in my spine. “AAAGHH!!” My body jolts forward, my chest colliding with the turnbuckles as I gasp, eyes wide in shock. I drop straight to my knees, trembling, my hands still gripping the ropes tight just to stay somewhat upright.My back is on fire, muscles twitching, breath coming in sharp little pants as I lean forward, barely holding it together. “Ghh... okay... s-stop with the damn back shots already...” I groan through clenched teeth, clearly shaken, clearly hurting.

17:15 Elena_Ma: After the drop kick I end down on my side on the mat, but my feet landed square on your back and hurt you for sure...I turn to my chest and push myself up to my knees and then my feet, just to turn and look at you, hanging in the corner grabbing the top rope...I hear your words and from your voice I can understand you are in big pain..."Ok, I will stop with your back" and while I say that I grab your left shoulder with my left hand and pull, trying to make you turn in the corner and send a right punch to your belly "but maybe I can start with your stomach"

17:20 Addy_is_Mean: That rough hand on my shoulder spins me around before I can even think to resist, my legs wobbling under me as I hit the turnbuckles with my back now facing the ring. I barely get out a breath before—THUD!—your fist buries itself right into my gut.“UUUGHHH!” My eyes widen and my whole body folds over your arm, the pain ripping through my stomach like fire. One hand shoots down to clutch my belly while the other grabs the rope like it’s the only thing keeping me standing. My knees buckle, my head dropping low, lips parted in a weak groan.You’re not just winning anymore, you’re even toying with me a bit.I know it, and from the look in your eyes, you know I know it too. And for the first time tonight... there’s actual fear in mine. I’m still in this match, yeah, but the fight in me is fading, and you’re doing everything you can to squeeze it right out of me.

17:24 Elena_Ma: I bury my fist in your stomach and the reactions from you are so lovely, you double over a bit, one hand clutching your belly in pain while the other one grabs the top rope to keep you up on your feet...I'm going to punch your belly another time but instead I try to pull your arm away from the rope and with you still double over a bit in front of me, I try to slam my right knee in your upper stomach to make you bend forward even more

17:29 Addy_is_Mean: You fake me out so clean, my body still flinching in preparation for another punch. But instead I feel my arm yanked away from the rope and suddenly I’ve got nothing holding me up.And then—THUMP!—your knee drives deep into my already wrecked stomach.“GGHHUUGHH!!” I let out a sharp, breathless cry, my body jerking violently forward, both arms wrapping tight around my middle like I’m trying to hold myself together. I drop to my knees hard, legs folding beneath me as I lean forward, forehead brushing your thigh.My stomach feels like it’s caving in, all that damage adding up fast. I can’t even mouth off anymore at the moment.

17:34 Elena_Ma: "Oh no no, it's not time yet for you to go down" I hiss, grabbing yoru hair and yanking you up, trying to trap your head between my knees, holding you there and then trying to grab your arms and pull them away from your body, just to hold them behind your neck "now you are going to feel something different, bitch"

17:38 Addy_is_Mean: My arms twitch weakly as I feel your hands grabbing for them, instinct kicking in even though my body’s barely responding. “Nnngh—let go,” I groan, struggling against you, but it’s of no use. My arms get yanked back and locked behind my neck, my head trapped tight between your thighs.I’m bent forward, chest heaving, stomach screaming, and now I’m just stuck, totally stuck. The pressure from your legs and the way you’ve got my arms tied up…it’s too much for me to just fight you off. And worst part? I don’t even have the breath to sass you anymore. I know whatever’s coming next... it’s gonna hurt.

17:45 Elena_Ma: I feel your body squirming a bit as I move you in the position for the next move, but nothing enough to stop me...then, when I have total control I grab your hands tighter and I leap, my bare feet leaving the mat, bending my legs at knee level and dropping down on them, driving you down with me and making you land face first on the mat too

17:48 Addy_is_Mean: My muffled scream tears out just as we leave the mat, the sound cut short by the CRASH of my face slamming into the canvas. The whole ring feels like it jumps under us, and then nothing—no breath, no fight, just a heavy thud as I collapse like dead weight, arms sprawled limply beside my head.I don’t even groan this time. Just stillness.My body twitches once and then just lies there, face buried in the mat, chest barely rising as I try to suck in what little air I can through parted lips. Everything hurts. My back’s screaming, my stomach’s wrecked, and now my head’s fogged over like I just got hit by a freight train. I’m not out cold… but I might as well be.

17:53 Elena_Ma: The impact on the mat is hard and your body stay there, almost motionless, barely moving just for breathing..."did you like this?" I ask, taunting you, knowing that I will not receive a reply for you almost surely...I move on my knees, looking down at you, getting at your side, admiring for a moment your conditions and then I move my right knee on the other side of your body, straddling you by sitting on your lower back

17:54 Addy_is_Mean: A soft, broken whimper leaves my lips as you sit down on my back, the pressure waking up every nerve that’s been screaming since you slammed me. My arms twitch weakly at my sides, fingers curling uselessly against the mat, but there’s nothing behind the movement—no resistance, no fight, just reflex.Your weight pins me down like I’m nothing. My breath shudders beneath you, every inhale sharp with pain. I don’t even have the strength to lift my head, let alone throw out a smartass reply. I can hear your voice, distant and cruel, like it’s echoing from somewhere far away.

17:57 Elena_Ma: "I give you a chance bratty bitch, give up now and everything will finish here...or otherwise your back is going to feel even more pain than what you've already felt" and then I add "and if you can't speak, make a sign with your hand to let me understand"

18:00 Addy_is_Mean: Every part of me is screaming to give in, to make it stop, but somewhere deep in the haze of pain and exhaustion… my hand twitches.Then it rises, slow, trembling… and my middle finger extends.No words. Just that shaky, defiant flip-off from underneath you. I’m broken, barely holding on… but I’m not giving you the satisfaction. Not yet.

18:02 Elena_Ma: "I see...well, you're asking for that so" and I begin to slide my arms under your armpits, moiving your arms over my thighs, then my hands reaching your chin and locking together on it, I then slide my weight backwards on your lower back as I begin to extend and tense my arms, making your neck and back bend backwards, your upper body slowly lifting from the mat

18:06 Addy_is_Mean: The second your fingers lace under my chin, I know what’s coming—but knowing doesn’t prepare me. My body’s already weak and thrashed, and now you’re peeling me off the mat like a ragdoll, my arms limp over your thighs, my chest rising inch by inch as your grip gets tighter.And then the bend starts.My spine lights up like it’s on fire, molten pain shooting down my back, my shoulders, my ribs. I scream—loud, raw, unfiltered—as my head’s forced back, chin yanked high while my eyes squeeze shut from the pressure. I bite my tongue just to keep from sobbing, from begging, from tapping.I can’t move. I can barely breathe. I don't know how many more moves I can resist, specially if my back is targeted. But I’m not giving in. Not yet.

18:09 Elena_Ma: As I begin to really bend your back you begin to scream loud, and the sound of your screams is so sweet for my ears, knowing that my hold is working and you're in pain...but you don't give up, your pride still keeping you in the match, and so I try to slide my weight backwards even more, making my legs tense even more and making you bend your back more and harder "you're not going to survise this" I hiss between my teeth

18:15 Addy_is_Mean: "AAAAAGGHHHHHH!!!"My whole body jerks as your weight shifts back even more, your thighs tightening under my arms, the arch in my back pushed past its limit. It’s not just pain anymore—it’s white-hot, searing, mind-numbing agony ripping through my spine.My screams turn desperate, wild, echoing through the ring as my boots kick uselessly against the mat. My fingers claw at your wrists, at the air, at anything—anything—to get some relief, but there’s nothing. I’m trapped. Bent. Broken.And still… I don’t say it.I can’t.My pride won’t let me quit—but my body’s done. I can feel it buckling, twitching in spasms. Now it's a matter of if you're gonna keep on going with this move, and make me submit in it, or you're gonna get tired and try again with another one.

18:19 Elena_Ma: Again I'm pulling your back making it bend hard, but you don't give up yet...I gave a last quick hard pull and then I open my hands from under your chin, releasing the hold, and letting your face and upper body free to fall down on the mat, face first...I take few seconds still sitting on your back and then I slide off and move first on my knees and then up on my feet, towering over you, hands on my hips

18:27 Addy_is_Mean: My body collapses like a ragdoll the second you let go.THUMP—my face and chest smack against the mat, arms sliding limp off your thighs as I just lie there, wrecked. My back is screaming, spasming with every shallow breath I take, and I can’t even lift my head. And yet… somewhere in the blur of pain and humiliation... there's this tiny flicker of pride.You didn’t make me tap. Not to that. I endured.But God… I look ruined. Almost broken, lying face-down under the shadow of the woman who just dismantled me, your tall frame standing there, hands on your hips, the contrast is brutal. I might’ve bought myself a few seconds.But whatever comes next… I know It won't be pretty for me.

19:03 Elena_Ma: I take few seconds more to look down at you, then I bend over your body to grab your hair and your arm and pull you up, on your feet, almost an easy move as I have to support your body to not let you drop again...I'm wondering if I need to hit your stomach to make you bend over, but I manage to do that just pushing the palm of my hand on your back...then I bend a bit too, using my arms to move then on your waist and lock them under your belly, then I push with my legs and feet on the mat, lifiting you up and make your body rotate, holding you with your legs up above my head, pointing the ceiling, and your back pointing down parallel to the canvas "are you ready for the impact?" I yell to you

19:08 Addy_is_Mean: A groggy, broken whimper escapes my lips as you haul me up like I’m weightless—my boots dragging against the mat, my body barely offering resistance. My legs feel like jelly, and if it weren’t for your grip on my arm and hair, I’d just collapse right back down to the canvas.I sway once on unsteady feet before you shove my back with your palm, and I just fold forward. My arms dangle low, and when your arms wrap tight around my waist from underneath, there's not even a hint of a fight in me anymore—just the flutter of panic in my chest.Then suddenly I’m off the ground. My booted legs shoot up. The blood rushes to my head.Your voice rings out—“Are you ready for the impact?”—but I can’t even answer. My eyes widen, seeing nothing but lights above. My hands weakly paw at your arms, but my back is already screaming in anticipation.

19:15 Elena_Ma: I wait one, two...then three seconsa...nothing is coming from you, just a weak movement from your hands on my arms, but nothing that can stop me...I move my arms a bit more, lifting you up a bit more and then I begin to move a bit forward and at the same time I literally throw you down in a powerbomb, making your back slam as hard as I can on the canvas under us

19:18 Addy_is_Mean: BOOM!!The whole ring shakes when I hit—my back slamming flat against the canvas like a bomb going off underneath me. My body bounces off the mat once, a short, ugly little jolt, before I crash back down, arms and legs sprawled out in all directions.My mouth opens in a silent scream at first—just the pure shock of the pain—then the sound finally breaks loose:"AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!"It rips out of me like it’s being torn from my chest. My spine feels like it’s been split in half. My eyes are glassy, blinking fast as I writhe weakly in place, legs twitching, hands curling into the mat like I’m trying to claw away from the pain. But I can’t move. I can’t. I cannot even say a word to submit, which is what I now desperately want to do, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to do so before you put me in another move.

19:22 Elena_Ma: The impact is strong and devasting, you land on your back, jolting up a bit and then your body leans on the mat, spread open with your arms and legs in all the directions. I'm sitting right in front of you, watching at your reaction, but I can clearly say you are devastated from the pain, and you can't do anything, you can't even speak or say something. I slowly stand up on my feet beside my body as I look down at you, wondering if you are going to give up or I will have to do something to send you totally out

19:25 Addy_is_Mean: I can feel you standing over me. I don’t have to see you—I feel your presence, looming, confident, waiting for that last little flicker of fight to die out.And yeah… part of me wants to just say it. Just give in.But something in me still stirs, even if it’s weak, even if it’s stupid. I blink up at the ceiling, tears welling in the corners of my eyes from the pain as I barely shake my head.No words. No breath left for that. But I don’t tap. I don’t quit.Even if I should. Even if it’s gonna cost me.If you want to finish it, you're gonna have to take it.

19:42 Elena_Ma: Your body laying down in the middle of the ring, but nothing coming from you again, no words, not tap, no signs of giving up...I shake my head, smirking...I grab your arms and drag your body a bit on the ring, moving it closer to the corner, then I step toward the corner and helping with my hands on the turnbuckle I climb up on the ropes, ending with my barefeet on the top turnbuckle, giving you my back, taking a quick look behind my shoulders and then I get ready to jump and leap from the corner

19:45 Addy_is_Mean: You drag me like I'm nothing but dead weight, my body barely even reactingI hear the rustle of the ropes, and through my half-lidded eyes, I catch the blur of you climbing. High. Higher. That shift in the air, the creak of the turnbuckle under your feet. My heart thumps once—weak, scared, knowing what’s coming.But I don’t move.I can’t move.Whatever this is you’re about to hit me with… it’s the final nail. I know it. And the worst part? I can’t stop it. All I can do is brace—eyes fluttering closed, lips parting for a breath I don’t even fully draw—before impact.

19:50 Elena_Ma: And my feet leave the turnbuckle, jumping as high as I can, performing a summersault in the air and begin to fall down landing with my tensed belly across your abs, trying to increase as much as I can the impact, my full bare belly on your partially covered stomach, hoping that this last move would be enough to finish you

19:53 Addy_is_Mean: "OOOFFFGHH!!!"Your body crashes down onto mine like a meteor, the full weight of you flattening my stomach with that perfectly-aimed splash. The instant you land, every bit of air I had left in me explodes from my lungs, my eyes shooting wide open in sheer shock. My legs kick up weakly and then drop flat with a thud. My stomach feels like it’s been crushed. There’s no breath, no strength, just this white-hot agony spreading out from my core like wildfire. I’m trembling underneath you, mouth open in a silent gasp, eyes glassy.And then… slowly… shakily… my hand lifts —tap tap tap—the sound pitiful, but clear.It’s over.I can’t even speak it. Just those soft, broken taps under your weight, surrendering with what little pride I’ve got left.

19:57 Elena_Ma: The impact is hard, pushing all the air you still had in your lungs out of your lungs, I lay on your body, panting a bit, the impact had some little effects on me too, panting, feeling your body shivering and trembling under me...I hope it's finished, that I don't have to do something more, and then I hear and feel your hand moving and softly tapping...and I almost sight in relief, relaxing my body and rolling off from you, at your side, slowly moving up on my knees and looking at you

20:00 Addy_is_Mean: Laying there, flat on my back, I’m barely holding myself together—body twitching, breath shallow, stomach caved in from that brutal splash. I feel your weight finally roll off me, and my trembling hand drops limply back to the mat.I can feel your eyes on me. Watching. Waiting.It takes everything I’ve got, but I manage to turn my head just slightly, cheek pressed to the mat. My lips part, the words barely more than a whisper through cracked breaths and a crushed core.“I… I give… I submit…”It stings to say it, the words dragging out of me like they’re made of glass. But it’s the truth. My body’s wrecked, my pride shattered, and you’ve proven your point. To make things worse, this ain't just a submission match, is a kiss my foot match... So I know what you're gonna have me doing next.

20:05 Elena_Ma: Your body shows all the effects of my holds and moves, you turn your face towards me and finally you manage to speak...I smirk as I finally hear you saying that you submit...but I know it's not enough, the special stipulation of the match need for me to do a last thing "we are not finished yet" I say to you...still on my knees I move at your feet, sitting on my butt there and extending my right leg towards you, my foot in front of your face, wiggling my red painted toenails in front of your mouth "you know what you have to do now"

20:09 Addy_is_Mean: I groan, everything hurts—my stomach, my back, even my pride. But I know it’s not over. Not until you say it is. I hear your voice, that smug tone, and I already know what’s coming before I even lift my head.I force myself to roll over, face burning almost as much as the rest of me. And there it is. Your damn foot, right in front of me, toes wiggling like you're already celebrating. I just lay there for a second, staring at it, hating how far I’ve fallen—me, the brat, now flat on my belly at your feet.But I know what I have to do.With a shaky breath, I lean in and press my lips to your foot. My face hot with shame, but I do it.It’s over. You beat me. And me kissing your foot makes it official.

20:19 Elena_Ma: I wait for you to press your lips on my foot, my sexy toes waiting and then finally I feel them pressing and kissing my foot "good girl" I whisper, moaning in pleasure, for what is happening and for having you finally kissing my foot, signaling that the match is over...I push a bit more my foot on your mouth and then pull it away, moving up on my knees and on my feet, raising my hands up celebrating the win

20:25 Addy_is_Mean: I barely even react as your foot pushes in a little deeper against my lips—just a quiet whimper as I let it happen, eyes fluttering shut. I hear your voice, that soft “good girl,” and it somehow makes it worse. The humiliation sinks in even deeper. My lips are still tingling from the contact when you finally pull your foot away. And just like that... it’s over. My head drops to the mat with a soft thud, cheek pressed against the canvas, tears mixing with sweat. My body won’t move. I couldn’t even get up if I wanted to. I just lay there, completely spent, every inch of me aching—my back screaming, my stomach wrecked, and my pride shattered. And then I hear it—your footsteps, your breath as you rise tall over me, arms raised in victory. I don’t need to look to know the picture: you, proud and dominant, standing over the beaten brat... and me, broken and trembling at your feet.

20:25 Addy_is_Mean: The end