The beautiful black girls again. And the white chicks as well...

Still in the stronger black girls topic, I have found in my portfolio an old video in which two marvellous girls face each other, with an overwhelming domination by the black lady. Is not she a lovely  girl, showing us her well-defined muscular, slender body? There is nothing much more than two pretty girls tangled up to see, and the withe bitch playing the loser role. The best moments are those in which we can appreciate a really good domination over a face down lassie, with a lot of arm twisting, leg pressing and neck and back pinning:

There is opportunity, also, for a plethora of nice holds, like chokes, neck and body scissors and the always nice grapevine, as we could see. The moaning white bitch is a very attractive damsel too, oh my! Since she is almost always laying on the belly, her perfect behind can be fully appreciated. In reality, we can see a very nice butt war, once the black lady is also a very well defined, shinning bootylicious!

One of the most charming features in a loser is her predisposition to struggle and moan in vain. Our unfortunate white victim here is very skilled in doing so, while treated like a full bin bag by her stronger opponent!

Poor girl: begging for mercy and saying she was sorry did not touch the ebony goddess, who continued the punishment. Instead of taking care of her wonderful hair, the white bitch should have improved her wrestling skills before facing a pretty stronger black woman!

The following segment begins with a magnificent butt display, and you have to admit: the facial expression of the loser, in a mix of pain and humiliation, is awesome!

The last segment is remarkable by its beginning, during which the victim is subjected to a double hammerlock combined with a hairpulling. Uh, the poor bitch is reduced to a kind of human trophy!

It is an extreme humiliation, is not it? And what to say about the forced obedience scene, during which the poor girl is compelled to get down on all fours, only to be mounted like a mare and be pulled by the hair, as if it were reins! Exciting!

The last part is an homage to the alluring tied victim's derrière, after being fully exposed by the winner, who has fun counting the lovely white bitch's freckles. Gosh, the world is full of insanity!

I promise to myself that in the next post I will be back to the kind treatment I delivered to valiant Valentina...

Concerning hard body dark black girls

Once I have a break in my memories, let me take the opportunity to talk about a topic of the prior post. I do love hard body black girls, especially the darkest ones, highlighting their shiny and sweaty skin. I have already posted some pics of attractive black girls here, but I must underline the seven ones in http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2014/12/the-white-womans-burden.html, which depicts a much stronger black woman annihilating a poor petite blonde, as sexy as her tormentor. Here we are the video of the match, an amazing example of dominance and humiliation, sub-genre "sassy victim". Well, a lot of people love a valiant thrashed loser, who refuses acting like a vegetable at the hands of her torturer. Let's see the first segment:

Is this blonde a masochist wishing to rub salt into her wounds, allowing to get destroyed by the superior black amazon?

It is possible. In fact, in this beginning, the smaller girl endures bravely her humiliation. The dark skinned lady is really great and beautiful (like her unfortunate opponent, who is pinned, facesat, scissored, lifted and thrown at the mercy of the giantess). I really love those defined muscles, the powerful and perfect butt and thighs, as well the sexy contrast between the colour of the body and the pale soles and palms... Well, let,s appreciate the second segment:

Well, I have to remark two classic scenes: i) the top removal, to add more humiliation to the thrashed blonde; and ii) the sexy, desperate and late surrender ("I give, I give"): the black lady, nonetheless, will turn a deaf to the victim's begging. Before passing to the third part, I really need to say: if nothing else would have happened in this match, it would be worth seeing only for the bridge performed by the lovely victim... 

Time for some pussy kissing, ass smelling and other degrading punishments. Why is so sexy hearing a beaten victim begs for mercy ("oh, no", "please, stop") and seeing the implacable tormentor continues the cruel martyrdom?...

Oh, there is not a clear answer...

In the last segment, we can see the poor blonde lassie lost between those huge thighs and submitted to disgraceful punishments, including having her face rubbed against the mat, as if she were... a bitch!

"I give, I give", the unfortunate victim begs, implores: "I give up, I give up". But it will take three minutes until the predator gets satisfied and lets her humiliated prey alone and meditating in life: that humbled blonde probably learnt a hard lesson and will not mess up again with a black lady! 

New year, same life

A pause in my memories...: in the first day of 2015, I posted called "new year, new life". Announcing a white girl on top in an interracial fight, a photo depicted a unfortunate chick submitted to a cruel backbreaker by a black lady (http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2015/01/new-year-new-life.html).

Well, I have already discussed the allegedly superiority of black woman in catfight s(http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2014/12/a-little-bit-more-of-black-girls.html;http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2014/12/the-white-womans-burden.html). And then, just to carry on the tradition, let's inaugurate, 720 days later, the New Year by celebrating this very old scene, beginning with a white girl on top, lol,,,

Gosh, what a beautiful expression of the nice victim. And what a nice position to meditate in life. After all, a white bitch is not always on top, like these ones, as we can see below:

Uh, what a nice beatdown! The poor blonde probably searched for a chiropractor after this match!

I have in my portfolio  a lot of conscious and koed white girls at the hands of their black opponents. Let's see some of them, starting with the unconscious ones:

It is really great tiyng and teasing a poor defeated bitch. This is a benefit for her, once witn the help of these bad moments, she will gain wisdom, and think twice before starting a catfight with an ebony lady, lol...

Another pics demonstrating the legendary superiority of black women, targeting the withe chicks' limbs...

...the white chicks' back (all in the world need some adjustment, lol)...

...and white chicks' head...

...with the right of some pussy eating, lol...

Oh, the look of terror in the blonde's eyes in the last pic says all: it is really very humiliating to be submitted in this way! Another kind of fine humiliations is the exposing of the victim's ass, like in the matchbook pin;

One of these pics is really exciting for me: it depicts a black girl putting her withe victim in a combo hold, mixing back adjustment and a good choke:

Yeah, it is sexy like hell. The limp body of the white lassie and the expression in her white lady's face resemble an orgasm! Pain and pleasure are the points of a horseshoe: albeit on opposite sides, they are too closer... Oh, what a sophisticated philosopher I am, hahahaha...

Finally, there is a classic pic that sum up all the dominance exerted by the sisters over the Caucasian damsels; the belly punching on a victim against the wall, the wrists pinned by the stronger opponent:

Oh, I love these hard ebony bodies... How sexy!

Well, one could ask me: is it real? In fact, concrete reality here is not important. Sometimes it appears to illustrate one of our posts. I do like my mysterious world, full of complex and ill-defined feelings of pleasure and excitement... Nevertheless, a bit of concrete reality can be present, of coarse. Mirad el video...

Oh, what a disgusting guy... If he would have maintained silent, the spectacle could have been very good. The wrestlers here were probably looking for their livelihood, and it is ok. The humiliation, however, could be much more exciting in a fictional scenario...

Oh, gosh, I want to tell the rest of my match against the valiant Valentina until 2018....😸

"Vale-Vale-Vale-Valentina, Valentina macht mich froh"

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!

More than lock her arm, I managed to twist her forearm to inflict more pain. After a moment, while the bitch screamed her despair, I transformed the hold into a good hammer lock, while the whore laid on her belly.

Oh, I heard that magic words: "I submit". I think the arm was on the verge to be broken by the elbow. It was music to my ears:
- 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:

- Let's scratch your nape with your toenail - I said, after put her on her belly:

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!

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!

The main course and a delicious dessert

Uh, the beatdown I got from Killermiller (http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2016/10/miller-milling.html) made me think about a very common feature in a catfight: the post-fight punishment. Nothing like that to demonstrate superiority. Women, more than men, like very much this kind of punishment. In my case, Killermiller inflicted me a three-faceted post-fight punishment: ear-pulling/forced squatting, spanking, and mouth soaping. Gosh, Killermiller was very fond of punishment, poor of me...
I selected three interesting examples of post-fight punishments. There are lots of them, and it is very possible that I get back to the subject. For now, let me remember a good fight between a pretty brunette and a very common blonde lady. The brunette is much more skilled, and fully dominated her opponent. This is a case of a girl defeated by a hotter woman, what is, in general, the most humiliating loss in a catfigth. After all, the majority of women are very envious of other girls' beauty. Look how flabby is the blonde's belly, lol, nevertheless, the body imperfections are very exciting in a catfight, once they paint it with a touch of reality!

Wow, that is a nice fight, with the right of a disrobed loser and a main course with two special beautiful submissions. The first one is the neck snap (which sounds very painful, preceded by the unfortunate victim begging so sexily her submission), just before the bra removal; and the final one is the hangman hold that led to a KO, and a stripped naked blonde. The brunette shown no mercy to the victim, who surrenders in vain. Oh, cruelty! How women enjoy it!
Between these two moments, let's underline a series of arm/leg twisting locks, besides another one of stretching holds. So sexy!

Yes, the main course was very sexy, but the dessert, oh, the dessert... It is the special part of a good meal! After knocked-out, our poor blonde remains self-conscious for the rest of the match, during which the cruel brunette makes her victim a tortured toy and inflicts humiliation on the naked poor prey:

Oh, it is awesome. Which girl would not like a naked defeated bitch to humiliate after a good bashing?

But the best part of the dessert is yet to come.
It begins with a classic tying scene and takes very long, with successive pressure points holds on the back of the ear and the temple of the unfortunate stripped lady...

It is so fake that it excited me! Having accepted her fate, the victim endures the long agony, which leads to spasmodic leg movements; oh, this is fine imagination and invention, worthy of a mind fascinated with diabolical fantasies! The blonde is so weakened that her lowered level of consciousness is coherent with her hardly audible groans and the discreet, anguished expression, while submitted to the torture!

The second example involves our beloved Zora, second to none on the loser side, and a sexy as hell petite brunette who really annihilates our dear poor blonde:

The main course is a brilliant standing head scissors, with a full close of the nice brunette's butt. The dessert is served with the begging submission of Zora, who is obliged to strip the last fabric on her skin and hand it to the her cruel tormentor. Oh, ending up stark naked in a catfight is quite humiliating, but be compelled to do so is more...

The dessert is finally eaten with the unmerciful nerve hold that unfortunate Zora receives from the little beautiful monster. Oh, how sexy: this is not the first time that we appreciate Zora going to Slumberland this way. She was really great on playing the part of victim (see http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2015/04/the-only-thing-to-do-is-open-mouth-and.html and http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2015/04/suffering-and-pleasure-in-slow-motion.html).

The last example bring us a classic beauty vs beast, busty vs flat, skinny vs muscular or young vs mature contest; that is, a skinny young busty beauty vs a mature flat muscular beast. What is new here is the antipasti, served by the beauty, another blonde victim, who enters the ring doing lovely cartwheels, oh, how sexy! The beast immediately serves the main course and puts the young damsel in her place, poor thing. The bow and arrow hold is very painful, you can believe!

The beast decides to wrestle barechested and helps her unfortunate victim to do so as well. The charming braided lassie is a battered toy at her tormentor's hands. It is lovely to see that young and firm body struggling in vain while trapped in these sexy holds:

The ragdolling is a great punishment. The victim must be softened enough to be humiliated in this way. The bearhug and particularly the torture rack sessions are awesome! And the session, like in the first example, ends up with some tying. The ropes here are the own victim's clothes, oh my... The lovely blonde should have thought twice before facing a so much bigger and stronger bitch!

This is life. If you are lucky, you will be on the winner side. When you commit mistakes and push your luck, you will probably be used as an example of an incautious girl, who has bitten more than you could chew. You have to pay the price for your daring attitudes, after all. In my case, Killermiller gave me a so good and hard lesson that she occupies an honorable place in the gallery of my great tormentors.

Valentina mocked me a lot on the subsequent Monday at the gym. My buttocks were still red, and she constantly made us remember the acts of ultimate humiliation to which I had been submitted on that Friday.
- Ha-ha-ha, Killermiller spared only your legs. And you are the Ear of the Year ha-ha-ha!
I heard a lot from her, that daughter of a bitch. My story with that pale white slut was just starting...

Miller milling!

Prudence is something that we acquire throughout the time, oh my... I had already fought against bigger girls and I should know that the probability of victory was remote. By the way, Killermiller had already said that. I wanted to fight her, so that I could demonstrate courage; the only special care I took was to bar the ceiling hold, as we can see in the prior post.
On Friday morning, the day of the fight, one could feel an excited atmosphere in the gym. All men are really mad about the match. Regarding the girls, two remarks: Valentina was clearly expecting and hoping for my defeat and shame. That Argentinian chick was always competing with me, and it was clear that she wanted to be better than me, including popularity among the boys, oh my. I think I was the most coveted girl there, and, soon after my arriving, I started dating a local boy, José, one of the wrestlers of the session, who was explicitly coveted by Valentina. Gosh, how women are competitive! This is the reason why catfights are so common...
On the same Friday morning, we agreed upon another rule for the three-fall match that night: no punches, chops and kickoffs on the head, back, breasts and crotch, in order do preserve the general health.
- Ok, Killermiller said laconically... - This day she was more laconic than ever... Uh, that filled me up with fright...

Juana was clearly rooting for me. We had became good friends soon, however there was a hindrance between us: her American girlfriend Fatima, a black girl as her, but a very rough and unpleasant person, who barely spoke with someone. Moreover, she was terribly jealous about Juana. So, the Dominican girl was always disguising her affection for me. I must say that we were mutually sexually attracted , what was conveniently put into the closet.

Well, regarding the paramount theme of this post, there is little to be said. I was hoping at least for a dignified defeat, however what really came was a humiliating annihilation. Beginning with the match itself, the experienced and talented Killermiller did not give me any chance at all. The first fall was a massacre, because I tried to maintain my dignity by refusing to submit to the Guarani monster. Gosh, that dragon beat the living daylights of me: slams that really got me sick, wristlocks and chokes, oh... lots of pro-wrestling move, including those regarding which we had agreed not to use. "You are a son of bitch", I cried, after she finally submitted me in a dreadful backbreaker over the shoulder.

 

- Learn about it: a female pro is not exactly a kind or fair person... - and after saying that, Killermiller grabbed me by the hair and compelled me to start the second fall. She was not really touched by my claimants concerning breaking of rules. My body was aching very much because of those cruel kickoffs and chops. As if she wanted to demonstrate that she was not giving a damn to the rules, she soon prepared the final act with the barred ceiling hold. Oh my, I was too weakened to offer resistance, so I submitted to the forced obedience and consequent pain on the heights. Gosh, each seconds aloft seems to be hours!

- Son of a bitch! - I cried, after be released, literally crazy about the violation of our agreement.

Another lesson learned. The first one was, definitely, do not face a bigger and stronger girl, unless you are totally sure about a even match (see, by the way, http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2014/11/fight-tips-and-ear-tips_26.html); and the second one: keep calm, docile and meek after be thrashed, unless you want more punishment!
Oh, my, Killermiller was not kidding. She put me on my feet by pulling me by the ear and walked me to the housing. I was a little bit dazed as a consequence of the beatdown, however I was fully aware of the humiliation I am about to be submitted. My colleagues follow us cheering and mocking me, those sons of bitches! But that's life: If you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen!

- You have to learn a lot about a pro wrestler style, you girly girl. There are no rules to a better woman! - and, putting more pressure on the pulling, he asked me - Who is in charge here?

- You! - I shout, while my ear seemed to be about to be ripped off.

- So obey me! - commanded her, while walked me by the room and compelled me to squat and raise several times, always pulling and twisting my ears as if their fingers were pliers!

Gosh, what a shame! My colleagues did not feel sorry regarding my disgrace. Quite the contrary, they were laughing a lot, as if all of that was only fun... and it was, indeed, for the majority of people there! The poor loser would pay the bill, lol...

After the ear torture, Killermiller put me OTK and spanked me hard. This was not the worst spanking of my life, but, oh, my, be spanked before an audience is really humiliating! No, it was not the worst spanking of my life, but Killermiller really damaged my poor buttocks, which turned red and inflamed. Like the ears! She ordered me not to struggle and I meekly obeyed her, swallowing my tears. She had really tamed me!

After a minute or two, Killermiller launched the erotic moments of that Mad Fridays, as she lowered my panties. Uh, what a shame! My butt was uncovered for all to see. My only resource was keeping my thighs closed in order to avoid the pussy view, while Killermiller continued the punishment and some abuse, since she massaged me my buttocks...

As a final act, she rammed a piece of soup into my mouth:

- This is to cleanse your mouth. Your bad language is awful. I hope you have learned the lesson!

 I was obliged to answer: - I... (bubble) have... (bubble)... learned (bubble)... - Lol!

Gosh, the remembrance of the soundings thrashings I had in my life makes my buttocks throb...
José tried to heal my bruises and mitigate the pain of my body. A lot of ointment and sex was required to do that. Oh, that son of a bitch was really horny with my humiliation... Never mind: except for my legs and feet, all my body required for relief during that weekend... The most bruised victims were my poor buttocks and ears, which got inflamed, poor of me!

Until now, the sound of a guarania makes me remember Paraguay, and Paraguay makes me remember Killermiller.

Oh, my heart descend to my buttocks and they throb in a tachycardic way... 

Tips from Killermiller....

I was introduced to the ceiling hold when I lived in a Caribbean country, where I got one of the more humiliating beatings of my life (http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com/2014/11/when-it-rains-it-pours.html). I trained freestyle wrestling there, but, gosh.... how boring it was! Our coach, whose surname was Miller (I can't remember her first name, oh my...) had been a pro-wrestler too. She was so strict that we nicknamed her The Killermiller. Away from work and professional training sessions, Killermiller was a kind and relaxed lady in her thirties. This is the reason why, at the requests of three of the four girls who were taking classes with her, she gave us some tips of pro-wrestling. The three girls were Juana - a black Dominican lass (see the above mentioned link) -, Valentina - an Argentinian white chick -, and me - of course. Well, I will talk about these girls soon. For now, let me remember the glorious Killermiller's teachings, in special the ceiling hold, which is a theatrical staged hold that fascinated all of us.

As she said, we all are able to perform the ceiling hold - underneath and aloft, lol. So, we all experienced its tragic effects and the quasi-orgasmic feeling of putting a bitch on the heights like a human trophy.

I have already said that the correct jobber's position is as if she would perform a bridge (http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2016/09/thinking-lot-and-aloft.html). More than that, her head must be down in order to breathe properly, and it must be at the same height of her butt. Let me post one more time the ideal victim's position:

Gosh, what a beautiful drawing! Both expressions are so similar and, however, on the other side, they portray so different feelings... Philosophy, lol!

The video below perhaps sums up all the features of a good ceiling hold, including the begging lady - who is unfortunately begging in Japanese... Oh, I wish there were at least one Japanese reader here to help us...

Yes, very good indeed! These Japanese wrestlers are too clever to suffer so long time in a wrong position!

Let's post, now, some uncomfortable positions for a ceiling hold victim to endure:

Well, my dear job(ber) candidates: when you are on the heights, remember that if you do not keep your trunk arched upward, you will suffer like hell, because your shoulder joints will carry the can for your lack of strength - and vision... More than that: if you let your back and butt move down, you will inevitably adjust your head in a raised position; and, then, my dear, you will learn what a lack of air is. It is very hard to breathe in this position and an excruciating pain will torment your throat - and if someone hums "every breathe you take, every move you make", you will get it as a sick, sadistic joke. Oh, my: see that mature woman in the last pic: it is to be pitied!

The two posts below enhance the last remark. Look at the poor suffering bitches on the loser side and the mistake of trying to relief the pain by the trunk lowering.

The last pic shows us another two important topics. The first one is related to the perpetrator's leg strength. The stronger the legs, more the angle width to be reached. And the angle width is a humiliating factor for the victim, since it allows a full view of her privates, lol. A nude victim in a ceiling hold is very rare to see... But this is another theme!
Killermiller underlined the idea that the ceiling hold is a kind of trophy for the winner, a human trophy, indeed. It is presupposed that the girl submitted to the hold is completely defeated and too weakened to offer resistance. So, she is ready meekly to obey and collaborate for a great maneuver, in order to avoid more humiliation. Actually, the humiliation of the ceiling hold is a kind of concentrated humiliation, since it is the ultimate representation of a helpless, docile and desperate victim in excruciating pain, transformed into a trophy for all to see.
I remember Killermiller saying this kind of things to us, with that indefectible Paraguayan accent, full of retroflexes consonants:
- If you want to perform a ceiling hold, remember that your victim is already defeated, and that is better for her collaborating with you. Nobody can believe that the ceiling hold is performed only by means of the perpetrator's technique. It is a kind of atomic bomber, with the potential of concentrate humiliation. And you can add humiliation, if you want. Do you know how the Japanese wrestlers use to indicate to the victim that it is time to offer the arm to be pulled? By slapping the bitch's buttocks!

- And it is more humiliating if we use two slaps, instead of one. One for each arm... and buttocks!

The last tip: "do not try to put a girl bigger than you in a ceiling hold: be happy by the single fact that you have won a bigger girl. In the natural order, it is improbable." And, after this, the surprise: "So, I challenge you to wrestle me on the next Friday. No rules barred. I want to see who is really brave here!"
That Paraguayan lady with German ancestry was probably featherweight, while us all were bantamweight. Her challenge gave birth to our Mad Fridays, full of expectations and thrill.
Oh, I am really mad about catfight, and so I accepted the challenge, with one basic rule: the ceiling hold should be barred! I was very confident in my skills after so many training. Besides that, I had learned very quickly the secrets of various holds, including my favourite one: the camel clutch. Having recently received two sounding beatings in my country from Donna Lucrezia and Kapitoline (http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com/2014/12/sing-o-goddess-anger-of-donna-lucrezia.html and http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2015/05/the-seven-year-bitches-viii.html), I would like to prove myself that I could fight again, even if the victory was improbable... I remember Miss Alley Oop to gain more hope... (http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com/2014/12/je-ne-viens-pas-ce-soir-vaincre-ton.html).