Running kick

Smiling every step of the way, you approach the prone form of Ryan. This time you're confident he doesn't have any tricks up his sleeve and you feel no danger.

"Aww what happened Ryan? Weren't you going to show me how tough boys are? You don't look all that tough to me though?" You tease, before walking right up to him and placing your hands on his hips. You lift up a little and adjust him so that his knees are under him and his hips are in the air. His trembling body offered no resistance and easily adopted the pose she placed him in.

"There we go, you look cute like this. A very cute, tempting target. Much better than how you looked a few minutes ago with all that bravado and ego. This is definitely your proper place Ryan" You giggle again and walk back a few paces.

Ryan seems completely unaware of anything that's going on around him. Instead he just continues to moan in pain with his eyes unfocused. All he is aware of is the incredible pain in between his legs and the nauseating ache in the pit of his stomach. It's only through sheer will power that he's keeping down his breakfast as he helplessly tries to refocus on the match.

You keep walking backwards until you're just a step in front of the wall opposite Ryan. You break out into a sprint and keep your eyes on your targets between Ryan's thighs. Your left foot plants heavily a few feet behind and to the left of Ryan and you launch your right leg upwards between the goalposts that were Ryan's stocky legs. Your aim is perfect as your hard lower leg bone slams into his squishy orbs, flattening them so much that you can feel them tremble on the edge of bursting. You kick so hard that you send Ryan's ass into the air and over his head, landing against the octagon wall. He looked quite pathetic like that. Legs up against the wall over his head and his back on the mat.

Ryan screams in pain as he feels like his nuts are going to crack from the **** of your kick. He screams until his lungs are burning for air, but he doesn't even notice that pain due to the overwhelming, burning pain from his testicles. His only concern is if he's still even a man after that kick. The pain continues to escalate and multiply exponentially for every millisecond that passes, until it peaks and he mercifully loses consciousness.

You look around the room and take in the shocked faces of everyone in the room. Well, all the men in the room at least. Ria has the biggest smile you've ever seen on her face and the few other women are gazing approvingly at Ryan's pathetic positioning.

You enjoy taking in the faces of the crowd for another moment, before considering what you plan to do with Ryan now.