Resisting is making it more fun.

Roxanne begins dragging you by your feet towards the corner of the ring. She slides out of the ring and grabs your ankles again. You look down at her and meet her gaze. A wicked expression adorns her face as she tightens her grip on your legs. You notice that your groin is pointed directly towards the corner post and come to the realization that your vaginal torment is not over. Rocky pulls you towards the corner, ramming your dripping wet pussy into the cold steel. Your eyes practically bulge out of their sockets, the agony is so intense and overpowers your senses.

The cold metal against your tender parts causes discomfort and mental anguish. Roxanne adds to this by putting your legs into a figure-four lock, locking you into an uncomfortable predicament, forcing the pole to rub up against your aching pussy. You slam your fists into the mat, rub your fingers through your hair, and bite your bottom lip. You unleash a torrent of your cum all over the ring post. The bizarre combination of **** and degradation bringing you to climax.

Roxanne releases you, unsatisfied with your enjoyment, and returns to the ring. You wipe sweat off of your brow, gasping for air and trying to regain your composure. You rub your own nipples, leaning into the perverted pleasure, building up to another climax. Your exploration of your own body is interrupted by Roxanne, as she grabs your wrists and drags you to the center of the ring.