Swing wildly!

You fly off of the ropes and swing your arms hoping to catch Cherry Bomb off guard. Each swing is dodged with relative ease as Cherry sidesteps each one. When she finds herself behind you she gets to her knees and POW! You feel a sharp pain in your nether regions as Cherry’s forearm connects with your crotch. A spine-tingling low blow causes you to grasp your ailing groin in agony. You make a hysterical 'O' face as the crowd erupt in cheers and laughter. You can’t believe the crowd is offering their support for this mean hag.

As you recover slowly from the pain, Cherry forcefully spins you around and grabs your arms. She swings her right leg back and... KAPOW! A swift kick to your sore vagina sends waves of pain through your entire body. You shut your eyes tightly and struggle your arms away from Cherry to once again massage your battered vagina. Cherry wastes no time lifting you up and dropping your tender loins down upon her knee, hitting you with a cunt-crushing reverse atomic drop. Your eyes nearly pop out of your head as the pain flares up and your knees buckle. You turn around to clamber for the ropes only to be lifted once more by Cherry. This time an atomic drop sends waves of pain through your rear.

With one hand on your crotch, and the other on your behind, you wobble over towards the ropes in a moment of confusion. You hang over the top rope and get a good look at the folks in attendance cheering on your dismay. You’re in too much pain to even address their rude behaviour and before you realize that Cherry’s been stalking you, it’s too late. Cherry lifts your legs and gets your right leg over the top rope. She makes sure the left one is still on the side of the ring so that you’re straddling the top rope like a mechanical bull. And in an instant the rope begins to shake. Up and down, up and down, Cherry Bomb shakes the rope with you on it, your vagina rubbing up against the rope, as each shake forces the rope to dig deeper into your sore pussy. If it weren’t for the fabric of clothing in between, you would have passed out by now. Your breasts bounce with each shake of the rope, as you start sweating profusely. Each shake garners more cheers and sweat flies off of your beautiful skin.

The burning sensation in your groin is almost unbearable as another sensation begins to accompany it. A warm feeling, a fuzzy feeling, a tingly feeling. Uh oh! What’s going on, why does it feel like this. You find yourself almost enjoying the prolonged humiliation as Cherry Bomb forces you to endure this punishment. The roar of the crowd, the ravaging of your pussy and pride, and the sounds of your moans. Wait! The sound of your moans!? It doesn’t take much longer for you to start creaming your underwear. A gushing you did not see coming. The pain and pleasure assaulting your pussy proved too much, as you were now releasing a torrent of cum in your undergarments.

It was beginning to feel so good, but Cherry let up on the shaking and you find yourself flopping back down towards the mat. You collapse and lay on your side as you pant and cover your crotch. It’s damp, and you’re pretty sure there is a visible wet spot. Drool falls out of the side of your mouth as you desperately try to regain your composure. Unfortunately, Sour Cherry takes notice of your current state and lifts you up to your feet by your hair, which excites you slightly.

You continue to hide the front of your shorts, hiding your shame, and need to decide quickly what to do next.