NEW - NOIR EXTREME WRESTLING

16:43 Hana_Jeong: After the fifth session, my whole body feels like it’s melting. Six hours of apartment-style wrestling in this hotel room… my spandex leotard is soaked, my black knee pads feel glued to my legs, and every muscle is begging for a break. This is what I’ve become in N.E.W. after losing that inaugural title match—low-middle card, barely paid, making most of my living through custom sessions. I drop onto the edge of the hotel bed, breathing slow, trying to gather myself. The room is quiet now. Just the humming of the AC and the faint smell of sweat and fabric cleaner. I’m so ready to peel this gear off, step under a hot shower, and wash away the grime clinging to my skin. But before I do any of that, I grab my phone. My hands are still a little shaky from the last session, but I unlock the screen and type the message I’ve been waiting all night to send. My last customer paid me a lot for an extra "action". I still have his taste in my mouth and spit it disgusted. The message that means the real part of my evening is about to begin. “I’m done. You can come, baby. I’m waiting with your favorite lingerie.” I hit send. Then I exhale, finally letting myself relax.

16:43 Hana_Jeong:

16:50 Sheril: After beating Hana for the title I celebrate for a while.. then one day my husband leaves his phone behind and it beeps with a message.. not being too nosy I see your number and my eyes narrow.. being the curious wife that I am I read your message.. "Oh you want to wrestle baby girl we can wrestle" I say out loud.. I change into my red one piece with matching knee pads letting it hug my 5.9 160 lb body.. I put on my sandals and cover myself with a cute robe and head to the hotel... MTC

16:53 Sheril: Breaking some traffic laws I get there in about record time... I Rush up to the room trying to keep my composure as my anger builds the closer I Get but I have a mouth.. I politely knock on the door with the cell phone in my hand almost glaring through the door waiting for you to answer.. "WTF bitch!" I shout.

16:53 Sheril:

17:00 Hana_Jeong: I’m standing in the middle of the hotel room, doing a few light stretches to loosen my shoulders before heading into the shower. I’m exhausted, drenched, my gear sticking to me. The room is still a mess from all the sessions, and I’m trying to quietly tuck away the last trace of what happened earlier—anything I don’t want him to see, like an used condom. Then it happens. A violent, heavy knock shakes the door. I freeze. For a second I think it’s just another client who got the time wrong… but then I hear her voice. Sheril. “WTF, bitch!” My stomach drops. My heart kicks hard against my ribs. She shouldn’t be here. Not tonight. Not now. I take one step back from the door, breathing slow, trying not to panic. I whisper to myself: “…Sheril? Wtf?"

17:01 Hana_Jeong:

17:05 Sheril: Even though I tried to contain myself my mouth overtakes me.. carrying the cell phone in my left hand I hear you inside.. "YEAH it's me bitch.. Why are you texting my fucking husband? Huh?!" I shout out trying not to draw too much attention almost begging you to open the door from the other side..

17:07 Hana_Jeong: The moment I hear her shouting through the door, my pulse jumps. I wipe my hands on my thighs, step toward the entrance, and try to keep my voice steady. “Look, I don’t know what you’re talking about, Sheryl. I’m just trying to earn my life.” I press my palm flat against the door and try to push it shut again, inch by inch. My muscles ache from the six sessions, but I put whatever strength I have left into it. “Just… go home,” I say, still pushing, hoping she’ll back off before things explode. But the door doesn’t move easily. She’s on the other side, and I can feel the resistance. The tension tightens my chest as I try to hold it closed, praying she doesn’t force her way in.

17:10 Hana_Jeong:

17:11 Sheril: Shaking my fists outside the door I keep pressing against it not only wanting in but needing it.. "You want to fuck with my man?!" I say when I hear your trembling voice on the other side ... I see the door knob Shake when you try to secure the door.. knowing this is my last chance I take a step back and bring up my left leg kicking as hard as I can at the door trying to break the lock sending my fat body behind my Kick..

17:16 Hana_Jeong: “Hey— I didn’t know it was your man!” I shout, my voice cracking as I push harder against the door. “He approached me at NEW, okay? He’s the one who offered to be my sugar daddy. I didn’t know! Please—just listen—” Before I can finish, the entire door explodes inward with a deafening crack. The edge of it slams straight into my face. White pain flashes through my skull. My feet slip out from under me and I fall backward, hitting the floor hard, stunned and dizzy, the room spinning as the door swings wide open above me.

17:18 Sheril: (wow)

17:22 Sheril: Almost raging outside the door I shove all I can behind my Kik and luckily it sends the door flying back into your face.. I stomp my way into the room shoving the door back somewhat closed behind me.. "Where are you whore!" I growl when I see you on the floor and I Rush forward and jump trying to pounce on your dazed and injured body..

17:51 Sheril: (pause ⏸️)

17:58 Hana_Jeong: (Sorry irl issue)

17:59 Hana_Jeong: Your shout shakes through the room as you stomp toward me, but the pain ringing in my head forces me to move on instinct. I blink hard, push my palms against the carpet, and start crawling backward, trying to get distance before you can land on me. But you’re fast. I feel the air shift as you jump, trying to crash your weight down onto me. At the last second, I roll to the side, my body screaming from exhaustion, and I hook my legs around yours. My thighs lock tight around your leg, and with whatever strength I still have left, I twist sharply, trying to sweep you off your feet and bring you crashing down to the floor.

14:12 Hana_Jeong: (hey)

14:16 Sheril: Smashing in the door I see you crawling backwards feverishly. ",Why are you texting my man bitch?!" I yell out rushing at you.. my tits bouncing my top and my legs jiggle when I leap at you.. my eyes go wide for a second when you scurry out of the way showing off your speed.. I start to turn towards you but I feel your legs go around mine. Wha? Whoa! I explain when you trip me and I go tumbling down to the floor awkwardly.. I press my hands on the floor turning my head side to side looking to see where you are.

14:22 Hana_Jeong: The moment you hit the floor, I know it’s the only opening I’m going to get. Before you can push yourself up, I scramble forward on my knees, ignoring the pounding in my skull, and I slide behind you fast. My legs snap around your waist, locking tight, crossing at the ankles as I squeeze with everything I have left. You jerk forward from the pressure, but I don’t give you time. My arm snakes around your neck from behind, my forearm sliding under your chin. I pull your head back into the crook of my elbow and lock my other hand behind your head, dragging you into a tight dragon sleeper. My thighs crush your ribs. My arm tightens around your throat. “Go to sleep, bitch. Don't struggle” I grunt through my teeth, holding on before you can power out "Who the fuck you think you are to come here and threat me, you fucking cuckquean" yt.

14:24 Sheril: Consumed by my rage my anger takes over and when that happens everybody knows mistakes happen too.. down on my belly my hair covers most of my face when I feel you getting my back "Oh no no Grr" I hiss and I try to get my feet under me.. my feet press on the floor about your legs keep me off balance right before they wrap around my thick waist.. my eyes go even wider when I feel You Yank back on my head exposing my neck.. "Oh fuck you whore!" I growl but my anger turns to worry when I feel your arms slide across my chin and you start cutting off my air.. my hands reach out in front of me trying to claw my way free as I hear you saying something in my ear.. "Fucking spider monkey" I hiss as my eyes start to flutter from lack of oxygen with your weight on my back..

14:30 Hana_Jeong: Your body twists under me, heavy and powerful, but I feel the panic starting to replace your rage. Your hands claw at the carpet, trying to drag both of us forward, but my legs are locked too tight around your waist. My sweat makes it harder for you to get a grip on me, my arms slick but still locked across your throat. I grit my teeth and pull back harder. My forearm tightens under your chin, cranking your head farther, cutting off more air. My thighs squeeze your ribs until I feel your breath stutter against my legs. You curse at me, voice breaking, but I don’t stop. I slide my free right hand down, fingers digging into your soft belly—not to hurt you, but to force you to tense up and lose the little balance you have left. You jerk, your body reacting, and it makes your neck open even more to the hold. “Shhhh... just take it and go to sleep. It's gonna be harder if you resist, bitch” I hiss through my breath, tightening everything—legs, arms, core—using every drop of strength I still have. Your arms flail, weaker now, your body slick with my sweat, your movements slowing as the pressure builds around your neck and ribs. I squeeze harder, pulling you closer against me, feeling your breath catch and stutter as the world starts to slip away from you.

14:35 Sheril: "Oh gawd no!" I softly say as you cut off my hair.. I pull on your arms but you're too sweaty and my hands easily slip away.. I feel your hard nipples in my back as your legs coil around mine squeezing me like a skinny anaconda.. "Argh bitch!" I involuntarily shout when I feel you grabbing my spare belly flesh making me drop down to the dirty carpet.. my left hand still pries on your arm as my right reaches out trying to crawl myself forward but it's no use at this point.. my limbs slow down almost as quickly as my breathing does.. and my eyes start to roll back as I start to lay down my body only showing faint signs of Life at this point..

14:44 Hana_Jeong: Her body finally slackens in my hold, all the fight draining out of you at once. I keep the choke tight for one more second—just long enough to make sure you’re really out—then I slowly release the pressure. Still breathing hard, I lift your arm by the wrist. It feels heavy… and when I let go, it drops like dead weight to the carpet. “…yeah. She’s out.” I exhale sharply and push your shoulder to roll you onto your side. You’re bigger than me, thicker, stronger, and in my exhausted state it feels like rolling a sandbag. “God… you’re heavy,” I mutter, half to myself. My legs feel shaky, my head still pounding from the door slam. I let myself fall backward until my spine meets the closet door, then let myself slide down to sit on the floor. I stretch my legs out and let them rest across your back while I catch my breath, sweat dripping down my temples. The room is hot. Stuffy. Smells like the whole day I’ve had. For a moment, a dark thought flashes through me: "I should make sure you never get back up". I take a butterfly knife I always carry with me but I quickly put it back inside the closet. I’m so drained, so soaked, so completely done with the night that the impulse burns out as fast as it came. “Not now…” I whisper to myself, rubbing my face with both hands. “I need some air.” I push myself up, staggering a bit, and walk out to the balcony. The humid Florida night hits me instantly — warm, heavy, but fresher than the chaos inside. I drop into the chair outside, pull out a cigarette with trembling fingers, and light it. The first drag feels like relief. Finally… air. Finally… quiet. I lean back, staring out at the city lights, letting the breeze cool my sweaty skin.

16:10 Hana_Jeong:

16:10 Hana_Jeong:

18:34 Sheril: What the f*** is with that guy?

19:05 Hana_Jeong: what guy?

19:05 Sheril: Big Rhonda

19:10 Hana_Jeong: yap she's a monster

19:10 Sheril: That can't be realistic

19:14 Hana_Jeong: she's gonna kill me´

19:15 Sheril: But it's totally unfair to everybody

19:24 Hana_Jeong: Well she's a woman like us

19:24 Sheril: Really?

19:25 Hana_Jeong: yes

20:51 Sheril: I get a little relief when you let go of my neck.. I barely saw you raised my arm one time but that wasn't enough I show some signs of life when I feel your weight get off of me.. my head slowly lifts up as I watch you seductively walk across the floor out to go have a smoke.. "You fucking whore" I groan as I slowly rise to all fours and start to crawl towards you.. my sweaty hair is a mess but I don't care as my eyes stay trained on you.. I almost army crawl towards you taking as many breaths as I can on the way there.. slowly I get to all fours and then to my feet as I come up behind you as you lay in the chair all relaxed.. "NOT DONE YET BITCH!" I yell out grabbing you by your hair and pressing my feet to the floor backpedaling quickly I yank you back as far as I can. Letting your body hit the floor..

13:55 Hana_Jeong: (Sorry I will resume ASAP)

13:59 Hana_Jeong: I’m still sitting on the balcony chair, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand, trying to breathe. My whole body feels done, spent, shaking from the choke I held on you and from the long night before it. I don’t hear you waking up. I only feel it when your hand suddenly fists in my hair. A sharp yank snaps my head back, and I gasp as you drag me up out of the chair. My legs stumble under me, still weak, and before I can even get my hands up, you haul me over your shoulder like I weigh nothing. “W-wait Sheril!” My voice breaks as you adjust me on your shoulder, one arm locking around my thigh, the other gripping my hip. The world is upside down, your back muscles shifting under me as you move with purpose, rage, and strength I can’t match right now. You storm back inside the room, each step bouncing me on your shoulder. “No— Sheril— stop—!” But you don’t. You walk straight toward the balcony railing—the closest thing to a ring post in this hotel setup—and with a sharp grunt, you drive me back-first into the cold metal beam. A burst of white pain erupts through my spine and ribs. “AAAH—!” My body folds over your shoulder from the impact, breath leaving me in a hard, broken gasp as I hang limp, stunned, barely able to move.

14:06 Sheril: Smacking in your little body to the cold steel I finally do some damage to you.. "You should have made sure I was out" I yell... With a rage inside me I carry you back to the main room.. I hear you pleading with me for mercy but your words get ignored.."I'm going to fuck you up little bitch!" I shout at you.. "Your never gonna text my man again!" Fills the room as I turn towards the wall and rushing at it try to slam your back to the wall with me crashing my body against your chest..

14:23 Hana_Jeong: A spray of drool shoots out as my head snaps back from the impact. My eyes roll up instantly, white showing, everything spinning like a swarm of birdies circling my skull. My arms go limp over your shoulders. My body twitches once, then sags completely. You let me drop. I hit the carpet with a dull, heavy thud—no control, no reaction, like a lifeless ragdoll a dead piece of meat. I lie there on my back, sprawled out, chest barely rising, eyes half-open but unfocused, my limbs loose and useless. I can’t even lift my head. The room tilts and blurs, every sound distant.

14:27 Sheril: I feel you groan when I smash your skinny body against the wall.. letting you drop to the floor I stand over you glaring down.. all the anger built up inside of me is about to be unleashed on your scrawny ass.. when I saw how seductively you were speaking to my husband it lit a fire in me like never before.. with you on the mat I raise my right foot and send two hard stomps down to your belly "Wakey wakey sweetie!"..

14:37 Hana_Jeong: Your stomp crashes into my stomach once—then again—and the breath blasts out of me in a broken, wet gasp. My whole body jolts, my back arching off the carpet before dropping flat again. Drool smears down the side of my chin and onto my chest, sticky and humiliating. I wince, blinking hard, trying to clear the blur from my eyes. The disgust hits me as I feel the mess drying on my skin. I wipe at my mouth with a shaky hand, but it barely helps. “A-ah… Sheril—please…” My voice cracks as I start dragging myself backward on my elbows, each inch slow and painful. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry, okay?” I keep scooting back, trying to put space between us, my heels scraping weakly against the carpet. “It… it was your husband,” I breathe out, holding one hand up as if it could protect me from your next stomp. “He came to me. He offered everything. I didn’t know—Sheril, I swear—I didn’t know anything.” I cough, my stomach still spasming from the kicks, and keep crawling until my back hits the side of the bed. “I’m begging you… please… just listen…” My voice is small, terrified, shaking as I press myself against the mattress, trying to get away from the rage in your eyes.

14:42 Sheril: My eyes narrow as I watch you scooting back towards the bed.. I roll my eyes when I hear you trying to explain yourself but when you say he came after you they go wide.. "What did you just say slut? I don't think so!" I yell out.. pouncing down on your legs as you lean against the bed my left hand grabs your hair holding your head up in front of me.. "He'd NEVER want a skinny weakling like you" I scream not caring if anyone hears.. holding your hair in my left hand my right hand rears back and I send a hard slap to your left cheek only to bring my hand back and try to deliver a quick backhand due to the other cheek paint brushing your face as you beg for mercy..

14:49 Hana_Jeong: Your weight crashes down on my legs and I can’t even pull my knees in before your hand fists brutally into my hair. My head jerks up, my scalp burning, and I’m forced to stare right into your furious eyes. “I—I’m not lying—!” I try to say, but the words die in my throat when you scream back at me. The first slap lands so hard my whole face snaps sideways. A sharp, stinging burst of heat spreads across my cheek. I gasp, eyes watering instantly, frozen in shock. Then your hand swings back the other way. The backhand hits even harder. My head whips to the opposite side, and I feel a warm trickle run from my nose almost immediately. Not a gush—just a thin line sliding down toward my lip. I stay on my knees, knees pinned under you, hair trapped in your fist, body shaking. I don’t even try to wipe the blood. I just look down, eyes half-closed, breathing shallow. I know I deserve this. I know I should’ve never gotten mixed up with an older married man. I know I walked straight into disaster. “I… I’m sorry…” I whisper, voice breaking as I taste the faint metallic hint of blood. “I shouldn’t… I shouldn’t have ever let him talk to me… please…” I bow my head as much as your grip lets me, my whole posture collapsing in shame and fear as you tower over me. I pray for you to not find the lingerie set he offered me to wear tonight for him

14:56 Sheril: My hand sends your head back and forth and the sweat and spit flies across the room.. "I said that NEVER HAPPENED SLUT!" I yell at you again getting an inch away from your face.. I let go of your hair only to shove both hands under your chin .. squeezing a bit to get your attention I stand to my feet taking you along with me.. once I get you to your feet my left arm swings around your head bringing it to the my left side pressing against my tit and lead you around the room.. "He likes REAL WOMEN bitch. Not you scrawny wanna be.." is my left hold your head in place I ball up my right hand and fire 1..2..3..4..5 hard punches at your forehead still keeping you on your feet when I'm done..

15:00 Hana_Jeong: You wrap your arm around my head, pressing my cheek into the side of your chest as you guide me around like I’m nothing. My breath shakes, my vision swimming from the slaps. “I… I didn’t know…” I whisper, my voice cracking as you hold me tight. You pull me forward and I stagger after you. Then your right fist comes down. Not a real-world punch— but that stiff, heavy worked strike that rattles me like a wrestling spot. The second comes quicker. The third snaps my head back. The fourth makes my toes lift off the carpet. The fifth forces a groan out of me as my knees buckle. My forehead stings as a small cut opens, a thin warm line trickling down toward my eyebrow—not a gush, but enough to remind me how deep in trouble I am. I sag in your hold, barely staying up, breath shaky, eyes unfocused. “Sheril… please… I’m sorry… I swear I didn’t know…” My legs wobble beneath me. I cling to your arm just to stay upright.

15:08 Sheril: Your body jolts from each of my punches and I lead you around the room only wanting to do more.. "Shut the fuck up slut! " I yell at you.. I feel like a soda bottle that has been shaken up and then the top pulled off letting all this rage rain down on you.. using your hair I straighten you up so I can look you in the eye.. I get an inch away from your face as I cup your chin.. "You're going to remember this night whore" I growl and grabbing your hair in both hands again I turn and drop to one knee trying to take you over with a hair mare not letting go as I flip you to the mat..

15:08 Hana_Jeong:

15:36 Hana_Jeong: Your scream blasts straight into my face as you yank my hair again, forcing my head up so sharply my vision whites out for a second. My feet drag on the carpet as you straighten me, and I can feel your breath on my lips when you lean in close. I freeze. Your fingers cup my chin, holding me still, making me look right into your furious eyes whether I want to or not. My scalp burns under your grip. My eyes full of tears and terror look at yours.Both hands tighten in my hair. “Ah!” I gasp, my whole body lifting slightly as you twist. Then suddenly you turn, drop to one knee, and yank me forward. The world flips. My legs lift off the floor— my stomach lurches— and then my back slams into the carpet in a hard hair-mare takedown. The impact knocks the air out of me, leaving me sprawled on the floor with my hair still tangled in your fists. My head whips back from the momentum, making the room blur in a dizzy spin. A faint groan slips out of me, my body folding sideways, one hand weakly clutching your wrist. I lie there on the mat-like carpet, stunned, breath shaky, forehead bleeding lightly, hair still trapped in your grip as you hover over me.

15:41 Sheril: Taking your body over you land with a thud making sweat fly across the room.. keeping hold of your hair I roughly yank you back up again.. "Oh no honey you're not done yet!" I hiss.. getting your week battered body up off the floor I keep my assault going.. I want to take everything I possibly can from you.. first I took your title in your first match in your federation.. now I'm going to take everything else.. with the sweat showing on my skin I turn and dropping to one knee trying to take you over for a second time with another hair mare..

16:02 Hana_Jeong: Your grip on my hair never loosens — not for a second. I barely hit the carpet before you jerk my head back up again. My legs scramble under me, weak, trembling, barely obeying me as you force me upright. “A–ah— Sheril— please—” The words fall out of my mouth without strength. You hiss your reply right against my ear, your breath hot on my cheek. I feel completely helpless in your hands. You yank harder. My scalp burns like it’s on fire as you drag me to my feet, my body swaying, barely holding itself up. Sweat from both of us drips down, hitting the carpet in little drops. Then you twist. I feel your body shift. Your weight shifts. Your grip tightens. “No—!” I gasp, already knowing what’s coming— You drop to one knee again. And my whole world flips. My feet leave the floor— my stomach flies up into my chest— and my entire body whips over your shoulder for the second hair-mare. I slam into the carpet again, my back bouncing once, a shockwave running up my spine. Sweat sprays off me from the impact, scattering across the floor under the lamp light. I groan—long, broken, helpless— my fingers instantly clutching at your wrists, trying to loosen your grip on my hair but failing miserably. My head spins. My vision flickers. The room tilts to one side. I lie sprawled on the carpet again, chest heaving, hair tangled in your fists, every part of me beaten, drained, and trembling.

14:29 Sheril: Taking you over a second time I see the sweat fly off your body across the nets.. my smile widens when I wash your puny body bouncing off the floor before finally coming to a rest.. I toss my hair back still holding on to yours "Your ass is mine slut!" Fills the room.. keeping my hands in your hair I drag you over towards the couch facing it. I sit my sexy ass down on the cushions with my legs on both sides of you.. I lift Your Head slightly and wrapping my thick legs around your head I lock my ankles and squeeze.. "That's where you belong bitch".. my legs flex over and over with your nose and mouths dangerously close to my pussy..

14:06 Hana_Jeong: Your legs clamp around my head like steel bands, and the pressure instantly makes my vision flutter. My hands reach up in panic, pawing desperately at your thighs—sliding over the hard muscle, trying and failing to pry them apart. My fingers tremble against your skin, pushing weakly as each flex of your legs tightens the world around me. A thin, helpless whimper leaks from my throat. My body squirms, shoulders twitching, feet scraping uselessly on the carpet as you crush me closer and closer. My eyes already start to glaze, rolling upward while my mouth hangs open against the unrelenting squeeze. My hands keep pawing, weaker each second—first pressing, then tapping, then barely brushing against your legs as my strength drains away. My eyelids flutter, my pupils disappear under the lids, and all I can do is give small, pathetic twitches as consciousness slips. My body sags forward between your thighs, still held up only by your grip, eyes rolled back as I start to fade out completely.

14:21 Sheril: My legs slither around your head and squeeze.. feeling dominant over you I watch as you slowly fade.. "AHH good night bitch" I hiss unlocking my legs and shoving you to your back on the floor . I get up off the couch and kneel down next to you wiping the hair off of your face admiring my work.. when out of the corner of my eyes I see something under the couch.. reaching down I feel a soft Lacy object possibly two of them.. I take them out and my eyes go wide when I see they're a very revealing white lace bra and panty set.." OHH YOU FUCKING SLUT " I yell out.. shoving you over to your back I sit down on your chest your arms trapped under my thick legs.. I hold the lingerie in my hand and slap you in the face with it back and forth over and over again.. "Hey whore! What's this?!" I yell trying to revive you..

15:05 Hana_Jeong: The light, humiliating slaps across my face make my eyes flutter open. My head jerks weakly from side to side under each swing of the lace lingerie. My breath catches, and the moment I focus enough to see what you’re hitting me with, tears spill down my cheeks again. Pinned under your weight, my arms trapped beneath your legs, I start sobbing openly—short, shaky breaths, my voice thin and broken. “N-no… please… please, I swear it’s not what you think,” I cry, my words trembling. “I-I didn’t hide anything… I didn’t—please, stop… please, I’m sorry…” I twist weakly underneath you, but I can barely move with you sitting on my chest. My legs kick once on the floor, then go limp again as I keep crying, trying to explain myself through the panic. “Please… don’t hurt me anymore… I’m begging you…”

15:10 Sheril: My eyes roll when I hear you begging and crying.. "you did this to yourself bitch. Like you didn't know this would happen if I found out.." with those words I press up to my feet and tossing back my hair I glare down at you holding the Lacey set in my hand.. "you bought this now model this for me.. that is what you wanted to do isn't it SLUT?!" I shout tossing it down on your chest before backing up and sitting back down the couch with my arms folded..

15:17 Hana_Jeong: I move slowly, trembling, terrified of setting you off again. My hands shake as I reach for the lingerie you threw onto my chest. I push myself up to a sitting position, swallowing hard, tears still streaking my face. I don’t argue. I don’t look at you. I just obey. With small, clumsy movements, I peel off my leotard—my breathing tight and uneven as I slip out of it, exposing my naked battered body. I keep my black knee pads on, too scared to remove anything you didn’t explicitly tell me to. My fingers fumble with the soft white lace set. I pull the panties on first, my hands trembling so badly I have to try twice. Then I slide the lace bra on, adjusting it with shaking hands, trying to make it sit correctly even though I’m still crying. When I’m done, I slowly turn toward you, standing there in the revealing white lace, my skin marked with sweat, bruises, and dried blood. My eyes stay low, head bowed submissively. “I… I did what you told me,” I whisper, voice cracking. “Please… don’t hurt me anymore…”

 

14:03 Sheril: Watching you slowly undress and put on the white bra and panties I slowly make my way to the couch.. sitting down I look at you your face bloody and covered with sweat and tears.. enjoying every second I play with you.. "Don't you look sexy dear.. " I hiss glaring at you.. my eyes scan your skinny body up and down.. " Were you going to dance for him? Dance for me slut! Give me your best lap dance" I shout leaning back getting comfortable..

14:22 Hana_Jeong: "Please Sheril... Just put me out of my misery and finish me" I cry like a little slut and fall on my knees in front of you

14:27 Sheril: I set my fat ass down on the couch and see you dropping to your knees begging me.. "Oh please girl.. How pathetic are you?" With those words I send out my right foot sending a kick between your small tits wanting your back on the floor. Then I stand over you glaring down only to hop up off the floor and extending my legs I try to drop my sexy ass down on your chest going to finish you off as you request..

14:57 Hana_Jeong: As her shadow falls over me, I lift my trembling hands in a weak, useless plea— And then USSSSSSHHHHHHH. Her full weight crashes down onto my chest. The impact crushes the air out of me instantly. My eyes fly wide open for half a second, my body jerks, and a violent spray of drool bursts from my mouth like a fountain—splattering across my chest, the lace, even part of her thigh. My lips twitch, my eyes roll completely back, and my body goes limp under her. A soft, broken gurgle escapes me— Then nothing. My arms slide out to the sides. My legs flop open. The white lace set sits crooked on my unconscious body, the black knee pads still on my legs. I’m knocked out cold beneath her, unmoving… a lifeless, defeated bloody piece of meat

 

14:47 Sheril: Dropping my sexy curvy ass on your chest takes all the fight out of you and I sit there looking down at this unconscious bitch.. I brushed a hair back off my sweaty face and adjust my girls in my top.. "Oh no no honey" I say softly again as I brush the hair from your face seeing your eyes closed.. I pressed my feet to the floor standing up over you only to send my right foot down stomping your belly trying to wake your pathetic ass up..

14:56 Hana_Jeong: I barely come to when you stomp near me. My eyes are half open and unfocused. I groan softly and weakly lift my right hand up in front of my face, like I am trying to protect myself. My arm shakes and then drops back down as I fade again. "Please... Sheril ... no more"

15:00 Sheril: I look down at you as you beg for mercy.. rolling my eyes "mercy? You want mercy? You are trying to steal my Man! I'm going to end you slut!" I yell again.. kneeling down next to you I kick my left leg over sitting on your belly again.. "No honey I'm going to make you cry even more and then you're going to kiss my ass." I say before grabbing your hair in my left hand and I proceed to SLAP your left cheek with my right hand only to bring it back with another backhand going back and forth left right left right left right.. just enjoying myself torturing you..

15:13 Hana_Jeong: My head rocks weakly from side to side as you hold my hair. I let out a small, broken sound and my eyes flutter, barely open. I do not fight back. My right hand lifts again for a second, slow and unsteady, trying to shield my face, then it falls back to the floor as I stay dazed and barely conscious. I start to spit a mix of drool and blood over myself while my eyes roll up

15:17 Sheril: Slapping your head I send spit in blood flying across the room.. "This is what you get bitch!" I yell in your face.. pressing my feet to the floor I use your hair to peel your limp body off the mat.. "Come here slut" I growl.. turning your back towards me I send my right leg around yours and my right arm goes under your left bending you over and going behind your neck as I go to put you in an abdominal stretch just wanting to hear you scream some more..

15:22 Hana_Jeong: You wrench me up by the hair and I barely stay on my feet. My legs shake as you twist me around and bend me sideways. The pressure hits my ribs and stomach all at once, squeezing the air out of me. “Please… stop… please…” I beg, my voice weak and cracking. “I can’t… I can’t take anymore…” My hands reach out blindly, fingers clawing at your arm, but there’s no strength left in me. The stretch tightens. My body goes rigid for a moment, then slack. My eyes roll up. My mouth falls open dropping lots of drool. The sound dies in my throat. I go limp in your hold, knocked out again with a simple abdominal stretch, my head hanging forward as my body gives up completely.

15:24 Hana_Jeong:

15:26 Sheril: Stretching and twisting your body I hear you moaning in pain and I love it.. "That all you got little girl?" I playfully ask when I see your head just drop.. I shake your body a few times to see if you're really out and when you don't respond I untangle myself from you still holding you up by your hair.. I toss your body over onto the couch in a sitting position.. I brush the hair off my sweaty face and looking at you I try to think of a way to wake you up... Suddenly I get an idea and my hands reach up and I sync my nails into your belly and rip them across and up and down leaving a trail of red marks if I can trying to wake this bitch back up..

15:31 Hana_Jeong: I slump on the couch, barely upright. My head lolls to the side and my eyes stay mostly closed. When you touch my stomach, my body tenses for a second and a weak whimper slips out, but I do not wake up fully. My breathing is shallow. My hands twitch once in my lap. Then I go still again, limp and unresponsive, barely conscious and unable to react. Then I start to feel again the pain "GRRRRRHHHHHGGGGG" I groan while my body instinctively curls raising my knees to protect but in vain

15:35 Sheril: I'm surprised the hotel hasn't sent security from all of your screaming... "oh you're awake" I say jokingly... My left hand goes to your chin and cups your face.. "there's only one way to get out of here sweetie.. Kiss my ass and it'll end" I say as I let go of your face only to saunter across the room turning my ass towards you and giving it a quick slap..

15:37 Hana_Jeong: (I gtg but I will post asap)

14:04 Hana_Jeong: I slump off the couch and slide down onto the floor in front of you. My body hits hard and I stay there on my knees, shaking. I even give you an unsolicited kiss on your barefoot. I look up at you with tears in my eyes and my voice breaks. “Please… stop,” I beg. “I can’t take anymore. Please… I’ll do whatever you want. Just let it end.” My head drops down and my shoulders start to shake as I cry, waiting to see if you will finally stop.

14:07 Sheril: I roll my eyes when you crumble off the couch and kiss my foot. Your hair all mangled tears streaming down your bruised face smile and admire my work. "Kisses are good but I told you to kiss my ass bitch." I yell out as I turn my hips towards you getting my ass another slap..

14:09 Hana_Jeong: "Please don't beat me more... I kiss your ass" I grab softly your hips, my body trembles, and I gently kiss your butt cheek.

 

14:11 Sheril: "Good girl" I say when I hear your warm lips press on my ample sexy ass.. I turn towards you standing over you on your knees and I brush the hair off your face. "It's okay sweetie it's over now" I say just before using your hair to throw your back to the floor again and stepping over your head I sit down on your face wanting to finally knock your ass out.. "That's Right Where You belong honey"..

14:21 Hana_Jeong: The pressure closes in fast. I paw weakly at your strong legs, my hands sliding without strength. My feet dangle uselessly against the floor as my body tenses. My breathing turns shallow. My eyes flutter. My movements slow. I give a few last weak pawing motions, then my arms fall to my sides. My body goes limp beneath you as I fade out, completely defeated, pinned and unresponsive.

14:24 Sheril: Putting my hands on your stomach I grind on your pretty face.. "Nite nite baby girl" I say as I slap my cheeks a couple times.. I look down to see you not moving and I left your hand a few times letting it fall lifelessly to the mat. I arch my back and toss my hair off my face.. "Now it's over" I say as I press back up to my feet and exiting the apartment leaving you knocked out on the center of the floor..