Ms. H takes him out easily

Both wrestlers start punching each other in the face repeatedly till Ms. H was taken back.

Douglas then runs to the ropes and bounce off them. When he was just about to tackle Ms. H, Ms. H kicks him in the balls.

The Brock's eyes are bulging as he bends over holding his dick. Ms. H grabs him and falls on one knee with him over it.

She snaps her fingers at Emily, who immediately gets her ruler from the corner and hands it to Ms. H.

Ms. H pulls down Douglas' shorts, rubs his bare ass with the ruler before slapping it across the skin.

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!"

The Brock falls off Ms. H's knees and holds his ass in pain. The teacher just throws the ruler aside and drops both knees onto his chest to make him stop moving.

"Ooh!" Scot moans, "I don't think I ever saw Ms. H this vicious before."

"We never see her face a man before she came back amigo." Isabella replies.

Ms. H rolls Douglas over onto his back and starts stroking his dick. Douglas could do nothing but moan while gritting his teeth as Ms. H's hand moves faster and faster across his shaft until his cock was ready to explode and that's when she twists his cock.

Douglas screams in pain while Ms. H looks on with a twisted smile.

She then grabs Douglas' head and flips over on his stomach to face her as she slides her thong off. She then grabs his arms and pulls him forward into her pussy while she continues to pull his arms as far as it could go.

"Lick it whore! Lick it for teacher!" Ms. H commands.

Soon Ms. H gives a moan as Douglas starts to lick her pussy while his muffled groans can be heard.

Ms. H starts to thrust her hips back and forth on his face as Douglas uses his tongue to play with her clit.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Ms. H screams as she cums in Douglas's face with Douglas soon tapping out.

The bell rings.

"And your winner by submission..." Jasmine says with a big smile on her face, "Sandra Holefull!"

People cheered as Sandra gets her hand raised by Emily.

"And with quick ease and one orgasm Ms. H wins the match!"

"And she didn't even let poor Brock cum. Mmmph, well I guess we can tell what her attitude on men are if we haven't already by her last interview." Isabella says as Ms. H looks at Douglas, who lies there on the mat, face covered in cum and in a fetal position, and holds her chin up before she walks away, picking up her thong, ruler, and glasses before leaving the ring.

"Mmmph. Well Ms. H is one step closer to winning this tournament. Who will face her in the finals? We find out...next!" Scot exclaims as Ms. H walks out the ring looking on proudly with her thong and glasses back on in their place and a ruler taping against the palm of her opposite hand.