La Diabla Roja humiliates you both!

La Diabla’s foot manages to connect with your gut just before you could sidestep her incoming lunge.

As her heel digs into your waist, you start to double over providing the Latina the opportunity to grab hold of your neck with her outstretched forearms.

Grunting slightly, she locks in a stiff front facelock and then promptly delivers a devastating DDT that sends a sickening _thud _throughout the arena.

Wincing slightly, La Diabla casts a quick glare at the barely stirring Cowgirl before her dark eyes rest on you with malevolent intentions.

Rendered almost completely defenseless by the powerful maneuver, you can only groan weakly into the mat as she hooks her forearm underneath your armpit and muscles you over on your back with her on top.

Your world is still spinning as La Diabla Roja straddles you with her legs pinning your shoulders down.

Whipping her hair back over her right shoulder, a devilish smile lights up her mask as she leers down at you with an air of complete dominance.

“You have such a cute face, puta,” she purrs, playfully pinching your cheek if only to rub it in further.

“Go...to hell,” you retort back, too dazed to fight back but too proud to give in so easily.

Her expression then darkens. “I think I like it better with my pussy on it, yes?”

Before you could protest her rhetorical question, La Diabla Roja shifts her hips up to your chin and smothers your entire face with her glistening womanhood.

Your world quickly becomes warm, womanly and wet as she forcefully grinds her pussy against your face.

What’s an already bad situation quickly becomes worse as her erotic gyrations smear across your facial features.

Unable to breathe in anything but her arousal, you paw at her powerful thighs helplessly as she continues riding your face much to her utter delight.

Muffled protests are the only thing you could muster out as her airtight facesit completely dominates you.

“A tease of things to come,” she taunts you in between quick breaths.

Continuing to take pleasure from your plight, Angelica gasps out in ecstasy with your face firmly buried between her toned thighs.

The timer couldn’t come quickly enough, as darkness began to sweep over you just when the faint point-buzzer rings out.

Growling in frustration that her victory had not granted her the release that she had hoped, she quickly stands up off your reddened face and stalks back over to the Cowgirl.

Digging her fingers into Dinah’s hair, she pulls the whimpering woman up to her knees and forces her directly between her legs.

Still dazed and confused from nearly being stomped into unconsciousness, Dinah Davis is barely cognizant enough to recognize the feminine aroma now seeping into her nostrils.

“Finish me, bitch!” La Diabla orders her groggy rival, who reluctantly obliges.

Her tongue lashes out and enters Angelica’s womanly folds, eliciting a low moan from the Latina.

Slavishly working her pussy, the once proud and boisterous Cowgirl has now been rendered a shell of her former self with her cheeks now burning scarlet.

“I knew that mouth was good for something, perra,” she mocks her rival, whose tongue is fully inside Angelica, much to her visible shame.

Dinah’s head bobs up and down as she continues to orally service La Diabla Roja, who is now threatening to buckle thanks to the impending orgasm.

Seconds later, her dark eyes flutter contently as she gushes her feminine juices all over Dinah’s face, the ultimate humiliation to perhaps her greatest rival.

With her face now slick with Angelica’s arousal, the now dejected Cowgirl peels off of her dripping pussy and exits the ring on all fours.

Smirking triumphantly, Angelica cocks a confident pose.

You've lost a point for domination.