Diabla is cheated out

Tora howls in pain as her hard nips are shredded by the relentless metal. She reached back and grabs Diabla's hair, stepping aside to smash her nose into the cage. Diable cries out and steps back, eyes watering. Tora slips out of her reach to rub her sore tits in a corner.

Diable regrouped and rushed at her, Tora looking weak but suddenly grabbing her whip from the corner and slashing it across Diabla's eyes. She screamed and fell onto her ass, blinded as Tora laughed in loud triumph. She tied Diabla's wrists up with her whip, straddling her and facesitting her, crotch shoved into her face and starting to smother her. When Diabla could open her watering eyes, she showed panic.

"Remember this, my pretty puta?" Tora hissed at her. "This was the same way I had you last time... ah, wait." She ripped off Diabla's top as well. "NOW it is. Like our match in Guadalajara... " She licked her lips sadistically. "When I did 'that' to your face..."

Diabla's face twisted under her mask (and Tora's groin) into a mix of fury and sorrow and shame.