Scoop slam on the Kendo stick!

You formulate your next plan of action, and move to put it into play.

But first….

Seizing her by the wrist, you pull her up to a kneeling position.

“This is gonna hurt you more than it hurts me,” you taunt her, adding with a slight smirk, “Betcha heard that before, huh?”

“I’m….going to feed you your balls,” she snarls up at you in response, mustering up all the hate and venom that she could reasonably fit in her spitting statement.

“Yeah, about that-” you finish your statement by wailing on her with the Kendo stick, striking her shoulder once….twice…..three times for good measure.

Smacking her with sufficient enough **** that she’s **** to open that stubborn mouth and scream out her discomfort.

Then, with all of that out of his system, you drop the stick on the mat in front of her, using the same arm to yank her up to her feet.

Reaching between her legs, you scoop her off the canvas.

Hoisting her up in an upside-down position, you make sure she’s positioned right for maximum effort before-

“FUCK…. SHIT!!” Rose’s undignified response tells the entire story as she is thrown backfirst on the Kendo stick.

Arching her back immediately, her face is lit up with searing agony as she rolls off of the foreign object and goes about expressing her pain in a combination of colorful four-letter words and womanly grunts.

Picking up the Kendo stick with Rose writhing furiously on the mat, you prepare to punish her even more….