Miss H has something to say

The two girls locked up in the ring. Tara was physicall stronger, but Miss H had a 4 inch height advantage and used it to **** Tara back into the turnbuckle. From her position on top, she leaned forward, dragging her hard nipples across Tara's breasts.

"You know what? I think you're just like me..." Miss H whispered thickly, as sexily as she could. "You love the feeling of bending someone else's body to your will. You love to play them like an instrument. To make them beg, and then deny them mercy. And unlike those two kids you've already beaten up, the stronger someone is, the more you like it."

Miss H began to rub her thigh against Tara's already lubricating snatch. Tara tried to counter with her famous trib skills, but the height difference was too much.

Tara smiled sadistically despite her disadvantaged position. "Well, you caught me. I'm just another problem student who needs some discipline." Miss H couldn't decide if she was being sarcastic or not. "And you've got me good... so you better do me good. If you don't, I'll do you better."