She acts like a child, she is punished like a child

Just as Jade reached out to take hold of her championship Rhea Ripley popped to her feet and stormed over to Cargill, once again ignoring her exposed body as her arse bounced with every step. She grabbed a hold of Rhea's shoulder and pulled her away from Cathy Kelly and spun her around. Cathy quickly backed away, juggling the title as she tried not to drop it and looking at Ripley in shock as the tattooed woman raised a fist, aiming it at Jade again.

But Jade was faster. maybe she had expected this or maybe not but her hands shot out and grabbed Ripley by the hair. Ripley cried out in pain but Jade pulled her forward, dropping to one knee and dragging Rhea down until Ripley had been **** across Jade's outstretched thigh. The crowd burst into cheers again as Ripley’s stomach pressed flush against Jade’s leg, her lace-covered breasts hanging precariously below her and her ass thrust high into the air, wobbling helplessly. Rhea let out a panicked scream and thrashed her legs, her hands once again clawing at the canvas as her face was pressed down towards the mat but Jade's grip was like steel and there was no escape for Rhea now, her hubris once again making a fool out of her.

"If you're going to behave like a spoiled brat," Jade snarled, her voice slicing through the noise like a knife, "then I’ll just have to treat you like one."

"Mark pinch me, tell me I'm dreaming!" cried King

Jade raised a hand high above her head and then brought it down, cracking hard of the left cheek of Rhea's upturned backside. The sheer fabric of Ripley's thong was pulled so deep into her arse that it offered no protection at all a the sharp smack echoed through the arena, followed by an shriek of pain from Ripley. Jade’s hand rose again, this time landing squarely on the right cheek, the impact making Rhea’s entire body jerk forward, her breasts jolting violently against as they hung with only the flimsy lace lingerie to support them.

"Beg for me Rhea! Beg for me to let you go. Demean yourself like you wanted me to demean myself." Jade shouted loud enough for the audience to hear.

"No" Rhea cried back though she was betrayed by her voice cracking.

And so the spanking started in earnest. Each spank landed with deliberate, stinging precision, one cheek, then the other, rhythmically turning Ripley’s pale skin beneath the sheer bodysuit an angry, blotchy red. Each wicked smack set Ripley's hips bucking with the impact, her entire ass cheek ripping violently as the muscle beneath the skin trembling like jelly. Ripley thrashed her legs wildly in a **** blur of pale, sweat-slicked skin and dark tattoos. The muscles strained as she tried to push herself off of Jade's lap and each kick sent fresh tremors through her exposed buttocks, making them clench and quiver even more.

The audience, full of red blooded males were watching the scene transfixed and as Rhea was punished they all started to take up one chant, reciting it with every crack of Jade's hand across Ripley’s arse.

"BEG! BEG! BEG! BEG!"

Rhea's tits swaying beneath her. The flimsy lace spiderweb strained against the sheer **** and with every blistering impact, the low-cut neckline gaped wider, threatening to spill her breasts entirely free for the drooling audience. The lace spiderwebs stretched thinner with every jerking motion and finally with a silent ping the inevitable happened and the straps of Ripley's lingerie snapped, hanging limply from her shoulders. Her nipples, which had already started to poke through he lace of the lingerie were now dangerously close to popping free and knowing there was only one way out Ripley began to beg.

"Please Jade, PLEASE! Let go, PLEASE!" Ripley's voice was high pitched and broken, the tears finally breaking from her eyes and running down her face, smearing her dark makeup down her cheeks as she descended into pathetic pleading.

The audience cheered loudly and Cargill let out a howling laugh of her own, pausing the spanking only for long enough to give Ripley one word.

"LOUDER"

The spanking continued and Rhea begged louder and louder, still kicking her legs helplessly as her buttocks turned a violent lobster red. Finally her jerking body did what every male was hoping it would. The **** of her movement and the broken lingerie straps resulted in Rhea's tits spilling free. Ripley let out a scream but could do nothing as Jade continued to **** her head down, preventing her from attempting to cover herself as her dark nipples came into view, hardening as the cold air of the arena hit them. Her freed breasts swung obscenely with every ragged breath and the camera flashes became a blinding strobe, capturing every inch of exposed flesh.

"LET ME GO! PLEASE!" Rhea screamed as loud as she could, her voice cracking into a **** sob. She bucked wildly again, her legs flailing uselessly behind her, fingers clawing at the canvas, unable to reach her exposed breast or the dangling shreds of lace. Tears continued to streamed down her cheeks, mixing with sweat and smeared mascara until finally with one last devastating slap Jade let Rhea go. Rhea sprung from her lap like a coiled spring and shot out under the bottom ropes like a dog, flying under the ropes and desperately clutching her exposed tits as she tried to pull her lingerie back into place. She ran half way up the ramp, turning to glare at Jade through tear streaked eyes, bent at the waist to make herself as small as possible as she snarled and sobbed in humiliated anger.

"She's a beggar! She's a beggar!" the crowed chanted, punctuated with claps Ripley stood on the ramp, her body convulsing with furious sobs as she watched Cathy Kelley finally hand the AHW championship to Jade. Cargill stood In the middle of the ring with her title belt held high as Cathy stood behind her applauding and the audience cheered her name. Fireworks went off at the top of the arena and all down the ramp, Highlighting Rhea who stampede her foot in anger as she still clutched at her tits with her hands.

The pay-per-view went off the air with one last shot of Jade Cargill, looking war torn and exhausted but exuberant as she strapped her championship title around her waist. Looking forward to her next challenge.