Kimare "meets" the ring post

Seconds later, the ring pole was between the muscular legs of the mighty sport woman. "No pain...no gain, Kimare.....".-Wen said, jumping out the ring.

Dazed, Kimare raised her head an a blurred idea about what was on the point to happen her went through her mind.-"N....No.......".-The sport woman protested weakly while the merciless yakuza enforcer was grabbing her toes. ****, clumsily, Kimare shook her sculptural legs but the superior strength of Wen kept them were her cruel nemesis desired.
"...but in this case, you will suffer a pain and you won´t win.....".-The muscular wrestler then pulled Kimare´s legs to her, crashing the sport woman´s woman hood against the pole...once...twice, three times....

Kimare´s eyes opened wide in agony as a deafen screeches of pain could be heard every time her crotch was mauled by the ring post. A sharp, paralyzing pain went through every Kimare´s muscular fiber.

Five times...six times....Wen kept crushing Kimare´s defenseless cunt against the pole, despite the muscular sport woman, whose face was frozen in a grim of pure agony was close to oblivion, unable to manage the unbearable pain that was scorching her mighty body.

Seven...eight...nine.....Wen realized that, despite Kimare´s body was still shivering in spasms of agony, her body was flaccid...****.

And ten. Wen finally released her prey. Flaccid, motionless, Kimare was a muscular broken doll on the ring. Defeated, there was a painful look of indescribable agony on her flutered, blured eyes.

Wen turned to the public, posing to them, tensing every one of her muscles, showing her hyper defined body, boasting of everyone of her powerful muscles.People booed her, though deep on their minds, they were amazed, mesmeric about Wen´s body, power....and cruelty.-"Well, Kimare.....".-Wen spoke seconds later, returning to the ring.-"...time to finish you...forever....".-She said ominously, getting on her knees, taking Kimare´s square chin on her right hand.