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Abigail Rose vs Hanna

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Abigail Rose

Hanna29fights

11:03 Hanna29fights:

11:24 Hanna29fights: I see an ad for females wanted for amateur wrestling matches at a private female fighting club. I calll the phone number in the advertisement and Jack, the club owner, tells me the all of the details. He said “basically, fighters are matched by a randomized computerized system based on height, weight and experience, so in your case they will generally be within 5 or at most 20 pounds of you, depending on the number of girls that show up for the event that evening. We like a competitive fight. He warns me, “It’s somewhat of a NHB wrestling match though. It might get rough. Generally, very limited punches allowed to the face and head area.

11:24 Hanna29fights: They want to see some wrestling too, which itself can be rough. But you might get a few punches in the face so be prepared. If it gets too head and face punchy, we might warn the girl and then possibly take the fall from her if she is warned and continues the tactic. Sound okay?” He says the club will pay me $3,000 just to show up and $8000 if I am able to beat her. He said the matches are usually one submission—some are knockouts. Sounds a little scary, but it’s a lot of money. (more to come)

11:29 Hanna29fights: Anyways they day of the fight arrives and I head to the club. Jack shows me to the fighting room. There is a huge ring with padded mats in the private room and I notice a small audience. “UGHH” a little fear sets in as I look at the ring and the small crowd. This seems pretty serious. He shows me to the changing room. I change into my favorite red bikini, slip on some white socks and head to the ring. I climb through the ropes and head to my corner, my lil feet pressing into the cushy padded floor of the ring as I walk across the ring. I take off my white socks and toss them over my corner and begin to stretch and anxiously wait for my opponent who I have not met yet.. 5'5 120 36dd-26-34 26 yo.

11:37 Abigail_Rose: At a relatively young age, I discovered that I had kind of a knack for fighting. With three older brothers always picking at me, I got plenty of practice. All three of them were members of the wrestling team ... learning different holds and counters just came with the territory. Of course, I also developed a repertoire of some less than scrupulous tactics ... But hey, my brothers deserved everything they got. As I got older and into college, I found hat good money could be made in the fight game. I met with a guy named Jack who organizes such matches and was hooked from the start! (mtc)

11:53 Abigail_Rose: Fight night is always a rush .. the anticipation, the nerves .. it's become a habit to get to the gym early. Pacing around the apartment waiting pretty much just sucks anyway. With a robe on, already at ringside, I wait until my random opponent slips into the ring. Sizing you up for a moment ... A smaller woman, not quite petite ... pretty good physique actually. Definitely size favors me, but smaller usually means faster and quicker. Definitely not taking anything for granted, I step to the apron as I slip out of my robe, revealing my tanned body in only a black bikini. I slip into the ring, flashing a smile your way while I settle back into a corner. At 5'10", 140 pounds I'm both toned but with nice curves, 36d-24-36 ... 27 y/o ...

12:04 Hanna29fights: "Oh Geez." I watch as my opponent enters the ring and a lil flicker of nerves creep in as I size you up. If she is within the 20 pound weight limit, its not by much and she must be at least 5'9 maybe taller. As our eyes meet you flash a smile which instinctively makes me react with a smile myself. A thought enters my mind as to what she is smiling at. Is it just a smile? Is she just happy with with her draw? Does she know something I don't know? I shake out these thoughts and quickly start to think of the best way to attack her. She as weight (power), height and reach and in a match that includes some striking that can be a difficult advantage to overcome. I am going to need to get in and get out and be creative and try to make sure she doesn't get a hold me early. As these thoughts enter my mind Jack calls us to go over the rules. I am not really listening to him as I continue to replay my strategy. I need to get ahead...and get ahead fast. (mtc)

12:06 Hanna29fights: As jack finishes he turns to me..."You ready Hanna?" "Huh? Yes. I am ready". Thinking to myself...gawd I hope I am. He turns to you. " Any questions Abi?" You ready?"

12:23 Abigail_Rose: I stroke my finger down Jack's cheek as I turn to face you ... "I was born ready, Jackie dear" ... stepping back away from you, into the middle of the well polished ring, hands on my hips awaiting the command to begin, but on guard ... rules are loosely enforced here I have found, including waiting for the bell. I bounce lightly on the balls of my feet as I raise my guard. Corner work. That's my thought, my game plan. Wondering if you might try to tie up with me ...

12:31 Hanna29fights: Interesting. Your reaction to Jack (and his to you) has me wondering if you might already know him, and then on top of that how long? Have you been fighting for a few months...EEEP...a few years? Or maybe you are just fucking with me. The negative thoughts keep piling up and I need to focus. It is what it is...I just need to do what I can do. As you raise your guard, I raise mine. At this point more in a boxer's stance...and on top of that keeping my distance. My lil bare feet pressing into the cushy padded mats. There is no need to rush to engage. And there is NO WAY I am locking up with you this early. We begin to circle, and at this point I am sending some slap at your hands and a few at your face, just to test your reflexes though I would love to SLAP that face of yours. I am careful to make sure I can escape any attack you might have in mind and to ensure you can't grab my wrists.

12:38 Abigail_Rose: You slap at my hands like you're trying to grab at my wrists ... 'please' I think to myself, go for it. The slaps at my face have my attention, I doubt that you can hit as hard as my brothers, but as a general rule I prefer to not find out. I counter with a feign of my own, lunging straight at you with one foot but stopping short .. testing YOUR reflexes as well. With a loud yell in your face for added effect! I jump back as our game of cat and mouse continues ..

12:45 Hanna29fights: Your big and tall...and you have my complete attention. You lunge straight at me and I dart out of your reach. Your yell throws me off a little. What the fuck is that, I think to myself. Is she fucking crazy?. I assess your speed as you are assessing mine. Yeah, I am not letting you get your hands on me if I can help it. As we move around the ring I am careful to be mindful of the ropes and corners and my distance from them. I need room to maneuver, if indeed you are as fucking crazy as I think you are. Thinking to myself...is now the time? Should I wait? Maybe I wait for that next lunge...

12:52 Abigail_Rose: Our individual strategies are immediately apparent .. you are making a conscious and noticable effort at avoiding the ropes and keeping your distance from me, while from my own movements, it is clear that I'm attempting to cut off the ring. You keep your distance as we circle. I again lunge at you, but this time I use the lunge to close the distance between us, seeking to swing my back leg into a quick kick into your belly.

13:01 Hanna29fights: I am watching you like a hawk....ready for everything. My complete goal at this point is to avoid you and have you make some moves. That has some risks I know. But its a risk I have to take given your size and perceived fight experience (yet to be confirmed). I sense the distance and cat and mouse game we are playing is annoying you...You can't help yourself. You want to attack me and begin beating on me. I am counting on it. As suspected, here you come...lunging once again, stepping forward and then swinging your back leg. FUCK....I dart backwards fast and watch your leg swing past my tummy....Your momentum causes your back to be exposed for an instant....I step forward and send quick left and right hooks aiming for your kidneys, hoping to drive my lil fists into your back as hard as I can before you can regroup.

13:09 Abigail_Rose: You are quick, much as I suspected... My kick wiffs, and you're able to pounce on the momentary vulnerable position the miss places me in ... Your sharp little hooks sends stabbing pain through my body .. I look back at you as I take two long strides to the ropes, one hand clutching at my back while I wag a finger at you with my other hand ... again with a smile. You can't avoid me forever. Leaning back against the rope, maybe setting a trap you might fall for.

13:28 Hanna29fights: MMMMM....PAP...PAP....driving my fists into your back with all I had. That felt good. But is only a beginning. I realize I have a long way to go. You took those punches very well but that is reasonable given our size difference. Had it been me....with your power, you might have dropped me to my knees with similar punches to my back. I know that. There you are again with that fucking smile. You lean back on the ropes, resting your right arm on the ropes, letting some sting in your kidneys subside no doubt your left hand clutching your back, your right hand wagging your finger at me. Thinking you might want more time to recover, now might be a good time to follow up. I come forward slowly at first... "You okay Abbb? How's your back?" hoping you expect me to continue to stay away...Your stomach wide open, I quickly swing my own back leg aiming it at the brim of your bikini bottoms, hoping to BLAST you in the stomach.

13:29 Hanna29fights: Keeping the kick low to lessen the chance of you grabbing my right foot as I try to bury it in your belly.

13:53 Abigail_Rose: You actually have the nerve to taunt me! Rage flows through my veins ... "I'm quite fine, thank you". You linger just out of reach, and my patience quickly wears thin. I remove my left hand from my back, taking a step towards you to take a swing at your nose with that left hand ... EPIC fail! Instead of swatting you in the nose a good one, I literally walk right into your foot! Your foot sinks deep into my gut at the brim of my low slung bottoms, way south of my navel but not quite a true low blow. Nonetheless, with a rush of air forced from my body, your kick lifts me onto the balls of my feet as my legs fail me. Curling up on my knees at your feet, arms wrapped around my lower belly, gasping in agony ..

14:21 Hanna29fights: mmmm....burying my heel into your stomach..watching you at first go to your tippee toes, then drop to your knees. Maybe your not that good a fighter after all, but I am not taking you for granted. My eyes widen at the opportunity presented. Yeah...I could taunt you but then I risk an uppercut between the legs. I am not doing that. I am all business. Your arms wrapped around your tummy, your face wide open...I lower my legs, twist my torso hard left and swing a right uppercut aiming just under your chin, hoping to POP you under the chin and stretch that neck of yours with a wicked uppercut.

15:34 Abigail_Rose: I watch helplessly, temporarily incapacitated by your wicked kick, while you position yourself in front of me. I'm not sure what you're doing, but I know it can't be good! You drop down in your stance, twisting into a right uppercut with bad intentions ... I turn my head to my right at the last second, that much I can offer! Your fist deflects painfully off of my jaw, but the full brunt of the blow is averted ... the force of the blow knocks me off balance nonetheless, and as I fall to my right side from my knees, I roll hard towards the ropes, seeking a brief break in your momentum as well as a moment to collect myself.

15:47 Hanna29fights: I wind up and send a wicked uppercut zeroing in on your chin. Gawd that chin was in perfect position for a decisive blow, I might have ended you there. Or at least been on my way. At the last second you turn your head and my fist glances awkwardly off your jaw, not nearly as direct a hit as I had planned for your chin. I shake my smallish right fist to ease the slight pain in my hand from the awkward blow. The punch knocks you off balance and off your knees as you roll hard to the ropes. Rats! I thought I had you. I have no choice but to continue hard on offense. I follow you to the ropes, hoping to grab you by the feet and pull you into the ring before you can escape.

15:57 Abigail_Rose: Kicking with my feet to try to keep you from grabbing them, my chances at a brief time out are dashed when you continue to stay after me! Pausing on my back while you are bent over grasping at my ankles, I thrust my right foot up at you, hoping to plant my heel into your cleavage. As much trying to shove you away as it is an actual kick, but if it manages to land clean, even better!

15:58 Abigail_Rose:

16:07 Hanna29fights: Racing to try to drag you into the ring and continue on offense while I have the chance. Before I can grab your feet, you roll to your back. Still pawing at your ankles and feet trying to get close to you and grab you, you coil your right legs some. In my haste to grab your right ankle/foot, I get a little careless as you thrust your right foot and plant your heel right between my breasts...UGHNNNNN...shoving me, backpedaling a few steps then on my ass to the padded mats. Maybe more surprised than pained, I quickly try to roll to all fours, stand and turn back to you.

16:16 Abigail_Rose: I don't feel that I can get myself into an attack position quicker than you can, so in a split second decision I accomplish my original plan of escaping the ring to gather myself ...I briefly give one of the giggling spectators the finger before focusing back on you ... pacing around the ring, shaking off the effects you've caused me thus far.

16:20 Hanna29fights: I am looking over at Jack..."How is this fair? That should be a submission?" Jack basically ignores me and looks over at you..."Go fight her Abby. Go get her." Disappointed that I basically had you. I burned a lot of strategy to get to that point and this guy, Jack, basically lets you recover.

16:31 Abigail_Rose: I give Jack a dirty look while pulling myself back up onto the apron, then steady my gaze on you. "crybaby" ... watching for any sneaky moves as I slip one leg into the ring over the middle ropes and duck down under the top rope. I pause in this position for a moment to shake my ass at Jack ... he won't be a problem today. Looking you up and down as I slip the rest of the way into the ring, having had a moment to gather myself.

16:38 Hanna29fights: Super frustrated and disappointed that you were allowed to get out of the ring and recover. Whatever I thought before, I now know there is something between you and Jack. Maybe the fucking match "randomizer" is bullshit. That asshole Jack put me in the ring with some fucking ringer 20 pounds heavier than me and almost 6 inches taller. Gawd, Fuck! And I had her. Would have gotten the extra money. Not only am I fighting you, I am fighting him. Not as strong as I was when I entered the ring for sure. And now you basically know me and my tendencies. Fuck! I scan you as you enter the ring, fit as when you first entered the ring. Not a time to change my strategy now...I basically have to start all over.

16:49 Abigail_Rose: "I think she's figured out why I'm smiling, Jackie baby" ... Speaking as much to you as I am Jack. Trying to distract you mentally, "maybe we agreed to split the extra $5 grand if I win, sweetie? Or maybe I allow Jack certain'perks' if he looks the other way sometimes". As I'm talking, I'm also moving to my right, your left, circling you. I have a pretty good angle that limits your movements to about half of the ring. I turn and begin to circle now to my left, my intention being to keep you corralled while I gain better ring position. Hands raised, ready for another hit and run strike attempt on your part.

16:57 Hanna29fights: You're talking...I am half listening. Whatever your saying I had already thought were possibilities since your first interaction with Jack in the pre-match discussion. Whatever all that is it is. I just need to focus on your moves the best I can or in addition to losing some cash I might get a beating. I see you focusing in a lil more than earlier in the match. Maybe you took me for granted. I fully appreciate that that is not going to happen again. You are trying to corner me. You have a lot on me...reach, height, weight. I raise my fists in a boxer's stance to best protect myself as you close in. I quickly step forward with my left foot and swing my right foot aiming for the back of your left thigh, hoping to create some offense, slow you down and work your legs.

11:11 Abigail_Rose: I get the sense that you're not entirely comfortable with me cutting off the ring on you .. the contrast in our strategy is quite apparent. Very soon, you will be cornered prey, so I'm not entirely surprised by your attack this time. My left foot is slightly ahead of my right in my stance, hands up at the ready. You step in, closing the distance between us, lashing out with your foot again .. "not this time, Barbie!" ... I lift my left leg, looking to lessen the impact of your kick more so than an attempt at blocking it. I don't mind taking a little to give a little, and when you step in to launch your kick, I throw a looping right hook over your left, looking to land a good shot anywhere from your neck up!

11:29 Hanna29fights: As you are closing in on me, I send my right foot aiming for the back of your thigh. You raise your leg and take it well, and keep coming. My right leg still extended with the kick, you send a right looping right hook aiming at my neck/jaw area. I raise my left arm to try to knock it off course and it catches me in the left side of the head, not full force but the power of your punch and the fact that my right leg is extended sends me careening into the ropes to my right. I bounce off the ropes, fists up near my cheeks, elbows in hoping to turtle up some and protect from further strikes.

11:37 Abigail_Rose: Your kick stings, but so does my hand after you partially deflect my punch into an awkward strike. Awkward, but with some effect! You careen into the ropes, bouncing back towards me, tight and tucked. With your hands up and your elbows in tight guard, my reaction is almost reflexive! Stepping to your right with my left foot, drawing my right knee up sharply towards your lower belly, hoping to repay you for that kick you landed earlier!

12:02 Hanna29fights: Smacked in the head, not as bad as it could have been given the power behind it, sends me into the ropes and back towards you. Turtling up to avoid any further punches to the head and protecting my body the best I could. My elbows tucked to my sides, being lightly sprung off the ropes, my feet stepping here and there into the padded mats towards my waiting opponent...MMMMMMPPPPHHH....your right knee hits me flush in the lower stomach, just above the brim of my bikini. Wincing, folded over your knee, forced to my tippee toes. I drop my guard trying to wrap my arms around your arms and gain a tight hug in the hopes of collecting myself.

15:43 Abigail_Rose: My knee hits its target, just above the brim of your bottoms. And in your skimpy red bikini, that's definitely low. The first solid blow I've actually landed. I can tell by your reaction .. and from experience .. that one hurt. "What's that they say about payback?" I coo. More importantly, however, is that in our nasty little game of chess I may have just claimed "check". You clutch on to me with a tight hug ... and I clutch on to you! "Gotcha" I smirk, winking at Jack, while I slowly lean on you, steering you back towards the nearest corner. To help weaken your resistance .. and because the opportunity is there .. I draw my knee up sharply in our embrace, not really aiming. Any part of you down there will do.

15:57 Hanna29fights: A slight weak and sickly feeling in my stomach. My arms on the outside of your arms, but then you wrap your arms around me from the inside, locking your wrists behind my back and pulling in...UGHNNNNN...leaning on me and walking me back. I feel my huge, milky white tits being compressed into your chest as you squeeeze me. I dig my toes into the padded mats in order to give some resistance. Leaning some into you. OOOOFFFFFFFF....another knee just above the belly button, lifts my feet off the mats, causes me to lose my leverage and enables you to drive my back to the ropes. Wincing from the knee...trying to catch my breath. Desperate...I release my right arm from around you and send my right elbow aiming for the left side of your face.

16:16 Abigail_Rose: I have to confess, I'm not as patient as I should be sometimes. I feel my knee sink into your flat, toned belly. I get a rush of adrenaline as I'm able to finally get you pinned against the ropes .. Yes! Peeling your left arm off of me, I drape it over the top rope .. both arms over the top rope would be bad news for you. But before I have a chance to reach for your right arm ... CRACK! Your sharp little elbow lands flush on my cheek, knocking me back a few steps .. Grrrrrr! I'm not sure if I'm cut or not, my cheek instantly becomes numb. Great. Gonna have a black eye. Instinctively bringing my hands to my face, a little woozy from that one, I steady myself hoping I haven't let you steal my perfect opportunity!

16:31 Hanna29fights: Thank god. My elbow lands, stopping you in your tracks. I watch as you take a few steps back and forth indicating to me that you are a lil woozy yourself. I am a lil woozy too taking two of your knees to the tummy. My feet and knees a lil weak as I try to gather myself, my back to the corner. Not really wanting to engage with you, but I feel like a sitting duck if I just stay here in the corner for any length of time. Your hands to your face, I Lean forward and come at you hoping to drive my right shoulder into your tummy with the goal of wrapping my arms around the back of your thighs and take you down before you have time to react....Here goes.

16:46 Abigail_Rose: I shake my head a little to try and clear the cobwebs .. every instinct is telling me to attack, to keep you trapped in the corner and maul you. But my body isn't quite up to speed with my instincts just yet. I begin to lower my hands and step towards you, a quick swift kick to your crotch ought to do the trick. I step forward ... right into your shoulder! "UNGHHHHHH!!!" Fucking little snot! My groan of anguish gets cut short when my back slams down on the thankfully cushy mat. With your arms positioned around my thighs, I try to wrap my long legs around your torso, locking my ankles behind your back, hoping my legs can keep you at bay ... my arms are wrapped around my poor tummy 🤢!

16:52 Hanna29fights: Gawd that felt good...driving my shoulder into you, lifting your feet off the mats and sending you down hard into the cushy padded mats. My arms under your thighs as you wrap your long legs around my torso, then lock your ankles. Not overly tight since your arms are inside of us. I take both hands from under your thighs and swing my palms around hoping to lock in under your chin and shove that bitch face backwards as hard as I can and stretch that neck of yours.

13:29 Abigail_Rose: "Unggghh!" I groan .. my body wants me to curl up in pain from your shoulder tackle, but your hands lock in under my chin, stretching my neck back. I can't squeeze my legs as hard as I'd like to, I'd like to crush you in them, but positioning and damage done seems to have made that unlikely. My hands are inside of us .. I grasp at anything I can reach, looking to dig my fingernails into your flesh. Reaching as far down your tummy as I can, trying to claw at your intimate parts. Drastic times call for drastic measures!

13:37 Hanna29fights: Working your chin and neck hard, pushing on your chin with both hands. I feel you adjusting your hands between us. I feel you reaching down, past the brim of my bottoms and trying to squeeeze me. Because of our closeness you are not able to get a good squeeze, but your hands are close to the brim on my bottoms and I am in a vulnerable position nonetheless. I take my right hand from under your chin, still pushing your face with my left palm. Raise my right arm some making an L like shape with my right arm and DRIVE the point of my elbow down drying to nail you right between your tits in the upper middle of your stomach...hoping to NAIL your solar plexus with a sharp elbow...Once, TWICE...Three times UGHN! UGHN! UGHN!

13:53 Abigail_Rose: My body is exposed the way you've got me stretched out, and you are quick to notice! I'm trying to hurt you with my rough tactics, but your first elbow sends a jolt of agony coursing through my body. I realize all I've accomplished is to get my hands traped between us. Literally defenseless, I take your second and third elbows full force as well. My tummy has been brutalized by your attacks throughout the match, the toll is, well .. the toll sucks! I writhe beneath you, a sharp "Unghhhhhhh!" with every nasty elbow strike .. trying to roll to my side in anguish, trying to free my hands, trying ANYTHING to stop the torture, but my strength has decreased sooo much! "Ohh God, ... STOPPP!!!' I'm barely able to gasp!

14:06 Hanna29fights: Have you trapped beneath me. Ramming my elbow into your upper belly, right between your tits. I know I have you. In fact I might be able to knock you out. I can see the look on your face. You're fucked. I am NOT taking any chances with you and Jack. I am not sure what "Stop" even means. I resist your attempt to roll us. Struggling with my feet to keep you right where I have you--flat on your back. Not really hearing anything from Jack. I release your chin some, then give your chin and face a good, hard push with my left palm, shoving your face back as far as I can, opening you up once again and send another series of elbows to your upper stomach, just under your lil tits. UGHN! UGHN! UGHN!

14:46 Abigail_Rose: 'I CAN'T STOP YOU' is the thought that keeps rushing through my mind. I'm hurt, helpless and now am getting ragdolled, my head pushed back again, my tummy exposed to your delights. My eyes widen in horror when I realize you aren't done with your elbow yet ... I try to shriek NOOO!!! but you've driven any breath from my body to speak with long ago! I can't get my hands free to tap out with and now I can't even speak out a submission ... Wayyy fucked. Your next elbow lands, harder than any of your first three. My eyes widen. Blow after blow, each one seemingly doubles the amount of pain I am in. My eyes roll back in my head, my body jolting at the impact of every elbow you land.

14:57 Hanna29fights: Pounding your stomach without mercy. Thinking in my head how you and Jack tried to fuck me. Your still conscious. But not by much. You offer very little risk to me at this point. And the good news is you have not submitted yet. And Jack must be hoping beyond hope that you can pull this out. He is in La La Land...and soon you will join him there. As your legs fall off my torso as I pound you into near unconsciousness, I lift off of you. Work my way to your feet. I reach down and grab your feet and pull....dragging you across the ring by the feet over to where your pal Jack is standing just outside the ropes. I turn you some. Holding your feet, widening your legs making a perfect V with your legs that I am now standing inside of. Like the nice girl that I am I wait for you to open your eyes before I lift my right leg and send my right heel aiming for your pussy and DRIVE my heel into you as HARD as I can.

14:57 Hanna29fights: I am not sure what is louder, the "THUD" sound that echoes the ring as I POUND your mound with my heel or your grunt!

15:16 Abigail_Rose: Mercifully, you stop pistoning your elbow into my battered and bruised tummy. You must have understood my attempts to submit. I'm not unconscious. I wish I was! My beaten body helplessly incapacitated. Trapped inside my head .. just me and pain. I somewhat realize that you've climbed off from me, I somewhat realize that you're pulling me by my ankles. I didn't think such pain could get any worse. I was wrong! You spread my legs, my eyes snap open ... Adrenaline surges through my body on a wave of dread as I suddenly know what's coming. "Ohh gawd, NOOOO!!!!" races through my mind, shaking my head frantically, showing you my palms .. but you do. I can hear the sickening THUD of your heel slamming into my abdominal floor, my pussy smashed. My body spasms. Collapsing flat, clutching at my crotch in what I can't describe pain, the last conscious thought is that you're still holding my ankles ..

15:45 Hanna29fights: Between the devastating elbows to your belly and now the finisher between your legs, you are out cold. Looking over at Jack, his jaw just drops as he looks over at his punished and ko'd star submission wrestler. Taking no chances, I twist one leg over the other and spin you face and tits first into the padded mat. I reach for the strings on your bikini top in the middle of your back and neck and pull them. I do the same with your bottoms, unties the strings on each side. I pull the fabric from underneath your tits. I take the top and tie your feet together. Pulling off your bottoms I pull your hands behind you and tie them and tie them together with your bottoms.

15:52 Hanna29fights: Looking over at Jack. "Give me your fucking belt! Don't stand there. GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING BELT!" As Jack undoes his belt and hands it through the ropes, I grab it. Kneeling on the middle of your back, pressing those lil tits of yours into the padded mats, I reach for your feet with my right hand and pull them up behind you, pulling them as close to your hands as I can. You're letting out lil grunts here and there but offering no resistance. "You know you're fucked Abby, just lay there and take it." I use the belt to tie your hands and feet together. "Here's your gift you fucking asshole, now pay me my money!"

20:28 Abigail_Rose: