there is, but it's by the clean women

Amanda and Ink rolled around as Juice and Heather got back to their corners at the ref's encouragement. Ink got Amanda in a headlock on the mat, bending her back with the hold as Amanda gagged and her tongue hung out of her mouth. "Break, bitch!" Ink growled, twisting harder at her as Amanda squirmed and crawled desperately away while still in Ink's vicious grip.

Amanda was chunky enough and Ink light enough for her to move towards the corner, where Heather reached into their bag and grabbed her egg beater. Amanda gave Ink a sudden elbow in the gut, making her bend over double before Heather yanked down her pants, shoving the egg beater up her pussy and switching it on. It gave a loud whirring as Ink suddenly screamed out, twisting and trying to rise upright to escape the rough, grinding tool, but the metal devices twisted and grinded her clit and pulled her pussy lips around like cookie dough as Amanda grabbed her hair to hold her in place for their punishing Pussy Batter.