Miss H fights back hard

Ann threw Miss H onto her stomach, kicking her in the ribs a few times before sitting firmly on her back and grabbing both of her legs. She leaned back, bending Sandra’s legs and back and getting her to shriek painfully.

Ann maintained the hold for a few moments, but Sandra regained a burst of strength. She swung her legs straight, tossing Ann onto her face and off her back. Ann scrambled to her feet, turning back just in time to see Miss H’s fist slam into her face.

Ann held her nose, growling furiously, but unable to recover before Sandra leapt onto her chest, grabbing her by the neck and throttling her against the mat. She sent several quick jabs into her face, **** the air out of the goth as she pinned her under her weight. She furiously slapped Ann’s face, then spotted the discarded nipple rings on the mat.

“Oh I’m sorry. You seemed to have dropped these. Let me put those back for you!”
Ann screamed at the top of her lungs as Miss H jammed them into her nipples (not where they were originally, mind). Ann threw her head back and sobbed as her tits started to bleed.

With a surge of rage and pain, Ann leaned up and punched Sandra in the face, knocking her back off. Both women caught their breath, Ann tenderly holding her bare, bloody breasts.