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Showing posts with label piledriver. Show all posts
Showing posts with label piledriver. 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..."

Wednesday, 7 January 2015

The Übermensch and the Last Woman - VI

If coincidences are random or determined by a superior entity events, this was a question that did not disturb him. He loved coincidences, however. Nine years after her beloved girl’s beatdown in that humiliating loss to, he watched the same no submission fight, with two different protagonists…
The feature added to the scene is the fact he was very well accompanied by the wretlers’ daughters, “oh what a couple of lovely girls, gosh”.
Like in the prior match, the fight was a massacre imposed by the Japanese lady, withe the same ending: an excruciating boston crab,which made the poor blonde mommy cry like a child. The unmerciful Japanese wrestler, however, only released her unfortunate prey at the sound of the bell.
His Japanese companion cheered her mom all the time. My spoiled ex-girlfriend was really upset about that.
- The combat is decided since the beginning. There is no need of cheering - she complained, in the middle of the fight, when her mommy was suffering the hell in a leg scissors:

Oh, words, words. Translation: “This is really a mismatch, that bitch is beating the shit out of my mum, is really mopping the floor with her, and this cunt is cheering her mother only to humiliate a little more.
Things went worst when, soon before the final boston crab, the Japanese lady put her dazed adversary in an spectacular and  dangerous pile driver!
His desired little Japanese cuttie shouted euphorically, what teased his ill-tempered girl friend:
- Bitch! - she cried, but the beautiful Asian girl could not hear, because of the howling of the audience at each move on the battered blonde mommy.
His mother in law (lol), as his girl 9 years ago, needed some health care after the fight. When she saw her mother going out on a stretcher, his ex went mad. She pointed to the young Japanese lass' face and challenged her:
- I want to revenge my mother. I want to fight against you.

Friday, 2 January 2015

Beauty on top, or not...

We can see in the pics below the same sassy young black girl of the prior posts defeating a hotter white lass. Humiliation in the heights...
...and towards the floor...!
I do not think that the beautiful little round ass of this machine of humiliation is the problem, nonetheless, something is lacking in the set as a whole.
No problem for her, it must be said. I guess she feels very well while trouncing the hottie. And we can yet appreciate some more wonderful hair effects, like a rainfall of pain...
Oh, this black girl makes me remind of Fatima, oh my, what a shame for me that fight... It was probably my worst humiliation in life... (http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com/2014/11/when-it-rains-it-pours.html)
But let's turn the subject...
I do not think that the girls I have beaten up were more attractive than me - with the honorable exception of Miss Universe, of course (oh, my, I felt something stirring inside me while I humiliated that flamboyant bitch in that public pool area... - http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2014/11/a-seminal-scene.html). All my opponents, in general, were not especially hotter or uglier than me, except for a young girl, like this black brat, that taught me one of the most humiliating lessons of my life. I do not like remember this now, exactly because she was so superior, so hot, so... all... Oh, I need to register that in a post... one of these days... Gosh, I am using in excess this fucking expression... One of these days, one of these days, one of these days... "I AM GOING TO CUT YOU INTO LITTLE PIECES!!!!!!!!!!"...
Now I understand, Mr Freud: in many times I should have to relate a humiliating experience, I postponed it to "one of these days". Oh, and, like a boy after be thrashed at school by a stronger companion, I swallowed my tears to avoid bellowing to my tormentor: "One of these days I am going to cut you into little peaces!".
I dream of revenges. It would be amazing to destroy Fatima, Donna Lucrezia (http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com/2014/12/sing-o-goddess-anger-of-donna-lucrezia.html) and all the ladies that one day mopped up the floor with me, having this magical song  playing in the background! But I know that we shall not try to extract latex from avocato trees, shall not we? One time humiliated is less worst than two; two than three, and so on...
So, let me finish for today by posting a last pic of another not especially pretty black girl chastising another poor white cutie...

Monday, 8 December 2014

"discover’d her charming Bosom, which cou’d bear no Name, but Transport, Wonder and Extasy"

They are so beautiful when accidentally unveiled... Like when beautiful Zora (always remembered, as her nice expressions) was humiliated under the claws of Aziza. Zora lost all her clothes in the match and ended up in her birthday suit, even without her elastic hair band, lol! This was only the beginning!
Well, this match really impressed me, it was a kind of love at first sight... I have a lot of pics of it and ond of these days I am going to post all of them.
In real life, slips also happen, including in Olympic games. The Argentinian judoca grasped the Mongolian opponent's attire in a little bit clumsy way! For those who are concerned about it, the Argentinian girl won the match...
And last, but not least, the poem of the day. The beautiful breast whimsically unveiled. The poor scared victim is obvious concerned (her expression says all!) with her head, and not with her humiliating semi-nakedness. Oh, only the right charming bosom is exposed, as the left one remained in peace and modesty... The pile driver is a savage move, nonetheless, poetry flourishes even in the crudest and darkest moments.