After that beating (http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2016/10/miller-milling.html), I was aware that I had become the focus of attention of everybody. The boys are obviously excited by the spectacle of the beating and the bare ass spanking in which I had been the responsible for the erotic atmosphere. After all, what man would not like to see a pair of beautiful exposed buttocks?
Concerning the girls, Fatima, Juana ant even Ms Miller were very discreet about the humiliating thrashing. Valentina, however, mocked me all the time, as I told in the last post. I was obvious angry with the continuous mockery. That Argentinian lassie was fascinated with the fact that Ms Miller had spared my legs from the beating and she underlined this fact all the time. And nicknamed me The Ear of the Year, by the fact that I had been punished by Killermiller in that childish way.
She mocked me on Monday, and Tuesday, and Wednesday, and Thursday... Oh, that was enough! On Thursday night, I challenged her to a match:
- I will not spare your legs, sunshine - I said, for the excitement of everybody. The boys were looking forward for more girl action and, why not? for more humiliation and some nudity.
- Do not be so confident of victory, you Swollen Ass - she contested. And the indirect mention of the spanking scene really hit the audience...
Due to this very provocative challenge, people gathered around us, the inner temperature rose and a thrill haunted in the atmosphere until Friday night. During that Friday, Valentina and me kept silent. I suppose that both of us were afraid of the worst. Concerning me, I was really scared of a second humiliation, and I believe that Valentina was afraid of I getting the upper hand on her if she could not lead the fight to the ground (she was a little bit bigger than me).
Besides these feelings, I was looking forward for the match, because it is natural that a girl who was severely humiliated in a fight wants to take the humiliation out on another adversary. Oh, regarding that, I am sure of it!
My best friend Juana told me that I had to avoid tight contact: "a good upper cut is what she deserves; after it, you will do what you want with her".
Well, I was not so confident about my upper cut skills. In fact, I am not very good, like Juana, at boxing or other type of fight based upon punches or chops. I really like the grappling approach and, in special, the stretching holds. And so Valentina did.
Well, let´s address the crux of the issue. We agreed in a no barred holds fight, with no submissions, until one lady is clearly unable to continue or to endure the pain. This agreement put more excitement in the audience. It demonstrated the sadistic will of the fighters in really annihilating the opponent!
However, the fight was very disappointing in its beginnings, once Valentina and me tried to grapple each other, with no success in get a great hold. The fight was even and boring for more than twenty minutes, and we got exhausted after so much time in this kind of fight.
At some point, however, one of us must to take risks. So, in a moment when us two were on our foot, I tried a striking hold, after which I could lock Valentine's left arm in a painful way. Oh, I salivate when I remember this and how her face expressed anguish and anger on the floor!
- No submission, bitch, do you not remember?
- You are breaking my arm! - she replied, trying to convince me that she is not able to endure that suffering.
- Oh, that is nothing to worry about, I will release you to more fight - I was very confident when I said that and took that bitch free. She was very weakened, and immediately I put her in a toe hold. I remember she mocking me: "Killermiller spared only your legs hahaha":
- I do not want to spare your legs, bitch - and I really tortured her:
Oh, gosh, I will remember this for life, the way that bitch tapped while I tortured her leg! Yeah, that bitch really deserved to be beaten up and humiliated. It was great to have made her swallow all that mockery she had once addressed me. Legs, ears and buttocks were my obvious targets, since she had underlined those spots with that disgusting derision: Killermiller had spared only my legs, had transformed me into The Ear of the Year (oh, such a stupid pun!), and had turned my ass into a swollen dough!
Yeah, I really manhandled her legs: after the toe hold (and some hitting and a single boston crab), I put her in an excruciating figure-four leg lock hold. At that point, she was too weakened and softened to resist... In a sadistic maneuver, I released the hold only to see her tries to flee: I grabbed her by an ankle and a wrist and humiliate her again in the same way, what drove her to despair! I compelled her to give up, but I kept her trapped! My boyfriend José, a king of kind-hearted guy, asked me for release her, once the match was over. The match, however, it was not over for me. Valentina should endure more punishment!
And for more punishment I released that bundle of battered flesh. Before getting at her ears and buttocks, however, I had to choose a hold to hurt all her body, and nothing better than a camel clutch to injure her back and head. Yeah, I put her seven times in a bent position, and enjoyed every second of that long and torturing hold! She groaned like a goat, and beg for mercy like a stupid hen, and moaned submissions in vain, because... that was a no submission match! Yeah, the humiliation session was only beginning!
Because of that seven-fragmented hold, the boys began calling me The Camelclutchgirl! What a really nice nickname! I am fond of camelclutches since I began learn about wrestling and female fight with my ex-boyfriend. The camelclutch hold was a love at the first fight. Valentina was not my first camelclutched victim, but I am sure she was the best one. On the other hand, I had already learnt too, as a victim, of the devastating effects of the camel clutch (http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2015/05/the-seven-year-bitches-i.html), and was very conscious about the way to inflict pain. Unfortunately, I was too exhausted to bend to the limit that victim! I did, however, the right thing!
After near kill the bitch in that long lasting camel clutch, it was time for some ear treatment. Oh, Valentina deserved it. She learnt who was the ultimate Ear of the Year, lol... I paraded her and made her obey me under that childish punishment: she squatted, I put her up again, and after that I led her head touch the floor, always gripping and torturing her ears!
After near kill the bitch in that long lasting camel clutch, it was time for some ear treatment. Oh, Valentina deserved it. She learnt who was the ultimate Ear of the Year, lol... I paraded her and made her obey me under that childish punishment: she squatted, I put her up again, and after that I led her head touch the floor, always gripping and torturing her ears!
Well, I think the post is too large. I must reserve to another one the spanking session of this match. It was really great, and I think it was the best victory of my life. Mi corazón late fuerte cuando oigo un tango...
Oh, it is true. And I salivate too... and get sexually aroused,,, Oh, gosh, what a glorious feeling! Winning a catfight is a dopamine for our souls and bodies!
