Crawl away.

You don’t know how much more of this you can take. Either the pain will prove too much to bear, or the pleasure will drive you mad. Either way, you should probably avoid further destruction at the hands of Roxanne. As you crawl towards the edge of the ring you feel yourself making no progress. It’s as though something is holding you back. You look back to see Roxanne holding your ankles. “You didn’t think I’d let you off that easy, did you?” You break out in a sweat when you hear her say that. She flips you over onto your back and takes notice of the cumstain on your trunks. “Having fun, are we?”

Rocky bears her claws and lunges at your trunks, ripping them to shreds and prying them off of your body. A draft graces your private parts, the crowd erupting into rowdy chatter. You feel your entire body blush, the exposure of your most sacred of body parts filling you with great shame. Your chest hikes up and down as your breathing increases tempo. Roxanne takes hold of your ankles again, raising them up high, and raising her foot. Her high-heeled foot hovers over your exposed crotch, looming like a dark cloud, ready to strike. Like a bolt of lightning, your vagina is hit with a powerful blow from above.

Your eyes go cross as the heel hits home. Roxanne’s foot slamming down on your moist pussy causes a shockwave of hurt to pulse through you. She grinds her heel into your hole, disgracing your lady parts, and wrecking your shit. You contort and convulse, doing everything to avoid the decimation of your snatch. The only saving grace is that with each grind of the foot, comes a rush of cum to lessen the pangs. “Hmm... You seem to be enjoying this a little too much. Let’s see if we can put a stop to that.” Roxanne declares as she lets your feet fall to the mat.