bring the pain on Ash

Trish kicks Ashley in her sobbing face, knocking her aside so she can easier flip her onto her belly. “Come on, slut! I’d have thought you liked pain!” Trish laughed coldly, grabbing her by the hair and straddling her back. She pulled up in a modified camel clutch, then looped the chain around Ashley’s throat and pulled up hard. Ash choked and gagged, unable to keep abundant slobbering drool and tears and blood from splashing down her face.

“Eww, you drool more than a bitch in heat,” Trish taunted. “But I guess that’s what you are, aren’t you, you fucking slut?” She let go of the chain, Ashley offered a split second of pained breathing before Trish got her hair again.

She used it as leverage to get Ashley to arch her back and cry out in agony. It was just what she wanted, as Trish wrapped the chain around her tits and pulled back, squashing the swollen jugs back into Ashley’s pained chest. She grunted as the **** pushed the air from her chest, but then screeched horrible as Trish rubbed it back and forth, making the links scrape and grind her breast and nipples with its links. They were red raw and bleeding in no time flat, just getting worse as she bled all over the mat from her face and chest.

“That’s it! The crowd loves your screams! Who knows how many millions are jerking off to your pain!” She carefully set up the chain so that a link rested around each nipple, then twisted so that both were mercilessly pinched by the cruel steel, mutilating her tits further.