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Showing posts with label clawhold. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clawhold. Show all posts

Saturday, 30 May 2015

"Life goes on, bra!" - III

Sassy girls learn a lesson only by punishment. If one beat down is not enough to make a bitch learn her place, the only solution is another beat down. It is the case of the hot blond lassie of the prior post and her much stronger older opponent: here we can appreciate the same moves, with the same women in the same place, with different outfits on. By the way, the top part of the young lady's one is lost during a boston crab hold.
We have again a final knock out in three steps. What is new? The vain attempt of escape and consequent rope punishment...
...and the replacing of "sunshine" with "sweetheart", lol, as the mock vocative...
 "Ob-la-di, ob-la-da"...

"Life goes on, bra!"- II

The same bagger and other younger victim. The move is different, but is essentially the old strangling with the victim's top... or bra! The loser here is beastly sexy, oh, my... - especially when grabbed by the hair...
After that, there was a knock-out humiliation in three times, with the right of waking up the sassy girl to more punishment. Uh, it is amazing! In the first part, the first knock out:
In the second part, the bagger sends her sassy younger opponent to Oblivion two more times, along with a lot of mockery ("Hello, sunshine, remember me?" is really amusing...). Oh, gosh, this hot girl, transformed into a rag doll in the final act, will never forget this humiliation!
 
"Ob-la-di, ob-la-da..."

Thursday, 28 May 2015

"Life goes on... bra!"

Among the several themes that emerged from the report of my cousin Benedicto, one of them was the use of a piece of the victim's clothes as a kind of weapon. The top, the bikini top or, generically, the bra, is the most usual piece that plays this role. Benedicto got fascinated by the semi naked girl strangled by Kapitoline, who used the victim's top to asphyxiate the poor bitch. The pics below show two very similar scenes. In the first one, it is probable that the toplessed girl is going to Slumberland after being previously choked with the aid of her own top as a weapon. 
The second pic is better. The victim was already gone, and the expression of the winner is glorious. The poor bitch is visiting Oblivion with a beautiful pair of wide-spread legs, which leaves a lot to imagination...
The video below brings back that terrible fake-blonde bagger we find in a prior post (http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com/2014/12/beautiful-imperfections.html) and who is second to none in the art of stripping and humiliating her opponents, especially beautiful young women. Let's see:
Being humiliated and annihilated some times did not leave me the compassion towards the poor bitches like this one. I am a true brawler, I suppose... and I add: a true female brawler admits humiliation in name of the possibility of inflicting it sometimes instead. Well, this is my case, and because of this I really like the humiliation scene above. The forced toplessing act and the use of the top to strangle the younger woman, the beautiful holds - especially the camel clutch, the claws and shoulder chop, the body slamming -, the facial expression of the victim, and her shameful moaning (pain is one of the physical substrates to humiliation!) that ultimately express the shame and suffering she is enduring. What a thrill - what lovely hair grabbings...
Well, I can not resist in posting other sequence of scenes of this beat down that culminates with a great backbreaker.
"Ob-la-di, ob-la-da..."

Friday, 9 January 2015

The Übermensch and the Last Woman - IX

His ex remained rather depressive for a while. He became a little more polite and humble.
“Yes, a good beat down has its positive effects”, he thought, while stirring an inexistent coffee in the cup. He wanted to remain in that bar for more five or ten minutes just to remember the last match involving those two hot lassies.
“Oh, it was marvellous”, he spoke to himself. The waiter observed the man who had requested ice now speaking to himself and sighed deeply: “land of mad people”, and sang low “I don't want to stay here / I wanna to go back to Bahia”...
His ex-girlfriend come back to judo training and got some lessons with her mom and some of her companions of wrestling life. She told him that she needed some improvement in her fighting skills.
She recovered self-confidence piecemeal and, simultaneously, her sassiness and whimsicalness re-emerged. Then, it was a prepotent girl who received a new challenge - this time for a judo match. The smart Japanese lassie sent him again a letter asking for the fight, since, as she said, “in the last combat we ended practically tied”.
When he handed the letter to his girl, she could not disguise her surprise. “Practically tied?”, she asked in a quasi-Pavlovian reaction to the written words of her opponent. Then, she, as effectively as possible, tried to disguise her apprehension with a sick and nervous smile at him:
- Well, I think it is time to define, in a best of three matches, who is the better girl, is not it?
- For sure – he said, like a demon full of joy and lust.
The deviously astute Asian lass possibly had mischievous plans in mind; she proposed him as the referee.
- Why the hell you? – his ex asked, with an angered tone in the voice.
He was inteligente enough to respond inmediately:
- Because I am her friend and your boyfriend, that is, I am a person who is related to both of you…
- You will not interfere in the match… You can not…
- I promissed: no interferences! I do not understand you. It is only a judo match…
- It is the only reference. The rest is allowed. This girl is not so naive as you think…
- For sure. Neither is you.
All right. He thought she was afraid of being defeated and perhaps humiliated in front of him. But she was, at the same time, confident in the victory and in the posibility of annihilate her foe for him to see, with no need of recording.
The great day eventually come, Both kimono-clad girls went to the mat. In two minutes, the Japanese girl got a cinematographic ippon on his sassy ex.
- The winner – he said, raising the Asian cuttie's arm.
His girl went mad soon after being so humiliatingly defeated! She jumped to her opponent and tried to punch her in the face. The anger made her vulnerable. The Japanese hottie easily dodged the punch and neck-chopped his girl, changing the scene from judo to a karate fight; and then to a krav-maga combat, once she clawed his girl’s shoulders, pressing their nerves, what put the sassy fighter in a kind of paralysed state, broken sometimes with jittery spasms, while the girl’s face went catatonic, showing an involuntarily open mouth and semi-closed eyes.
Being released from the claw hold, the poor girl fell down to the tatami, laying semi-comatose on his back. The Japanese girl discovered his ex' tits and put her foot on the defeated girl’s chest.
Then, she smiled at me and made a pose victory. “I do not know how I could avoid a hands-free ejaculation” – he said relatively loud, what made a singular impression on the waiter…
Then, she stripped naked her dazed opponent, put her in a prone position, took off her own kimono pants and made her kiss her cunt, scissoring his poor ex' limp body.
- Lick my cunt, bitch, or I will kill you. And drill my panties with your tip of your tongue!
Gosh, the gentle and kind girl had been transformed into a devil. His scared girl licked furiously those panties for a long time, striking it with her tongue and making her tormentor cum galore.
After being satisfied, the Japanese girl stomped for a while her unfortunate prey's neck...

...and compelled his poor girl to walk to the garden, where she choked her to unconsciousness. She tied her prey’s wrists to a fence with her judo belt. Then, she put her kimono pants on again in order to make a reverencial tati-rei, comme il faut.
- Come here, in front of her – she ordered to him.
It was an order! They took off the clothes and made savage sex in front of his sleeping beauty.
His ex never said if she was conscious of this final act of humiliation.
I suppose she was, for they broke up the day after, without any reference to the fight… It must be said that this break up was, after all, quite surprising, once it was he who untied and led her to bed, gave her medicines and massaged her beaten sore body, after which she allowed anal sex…