Suni Lee was relentless, her every move calculated and brutal as she continued to dominate Chloe Kim. With a swift and merciless toss, she threw Chloe back into the ring, her body bouncing limply against the canvas. Suni climbed in after her, the metal chair still clutched in her hand. She positioned Chloe between the first and second corner ropes, using her own legs to keep her wedged in place. Then, with a cruel smirk on her face, she placed the folded chair under Chloe, the top edge wedging into her snatch. Chloe whimpered in pain, her body trembling as she struggled to free herself from the humiliating position. But Suni was not finished yet. She climbed to the top rope, her eyes fixed on Chloe’s vulnerable form below her. And then, with a guttural scream, she leaped from the top rope, dropping straight down across Chloe’s thighs with all her weight. The impact was devastating, the chair driving deeper into Chloe’s private area as Suni’s body crashed down on top of her. It was a moment of pure agony, one that left Chloe gasping for air and writhing in pain.
The impact was so devastating, so brutal, that even if Chloe had been completely unconscious, it would have jolted her back to reality. The pain was unlike anything she had ever experienced, a searing agony that radiated out from her core and consumed her entire body. The scream that came out of her was primal, guttural, an inhuman sound that echoed off the walls of the arena. It was the sound of a body pushed to its absolute limit, of a mind struggling to comprehend the sheer brutality of the attack. For Suni Lee, it was a moment of pure triumph, a confirmation of her dominance and control over her opponent.
Chloe’s scream had turned into a desperate plea for mercy, a frightened yell of “stop” that echoed off the walls of the arena. But Suni remained unmoved, her eyes locked on her opponent’s as she stared her down with a cold intensity. It was only when Chloe’s eyes finally fluttered closed and her body went limp that Suni stood up, tossing the chair aside and raising her arms in triumph. The crowd erupted into cheers and applause, the brutality of the match leaving them both exhilarated and disturbed. For Suni, it was a moment of victory, a confirmation of her status as the alpha in this brutal and unforgiving world. For Chloe, it was a humiliating defeat.
Suni was not content to simply accept her victory. Even as her arm was raised in triumph, she glared down at the unconscious body of Chloe Kim, still wedged in the corner of the ring. It was a sign of her dominance, a reminder that even in defeat, Chloe was still at her mercy. And Suni was not about to show any mercy. With a smirk on her face, she climbed up onto the ropes, positioning herself directly above Chloe’s face. She reached down and pulled the front of her bottoms down, exposing her unshaven pussy to the unconscious woman below her. “I hope you’re hungry,” Suni said, her voice dripping with malice as she began to grind her privates against Chloe’s face. She rubbed herself back and forth, making sure to press herself into every crevice, every nook and cranny of Chloe’s unconscious form. It was a degrading and humiliating act, one that left the crowd in stunned silence as they watched the once-proud Chloe Kim reduced to nothing more than a plaything for Suni Lee.
She was in control, her body writhing with pleasure as she continued to rub herself against Chloe Kim’s unconscious face. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to climax, the anticipation building with every thrust and grind. And then, with a moan, she reached her peak, positioning her privates directly over Chloe’s open mouth as she unleashed her money shot. The liquid poured out of her, filling Chloe’s mouth and dripping down onto her face and chest. It was a moment of pure domination, a display of power that left no doubt as to who was in charge. Suni stood over Chloe, a smirk on her face as she admired her handiwork. She had reduced her opponent to nothing more than a plaything to be used and discarded at will.
She needed to assert her dominance one final time, to make sure that Chloe understood exactly who was in charge. So she leaned down, her face inches from Chloe’s, and licked her cheek, savoring the taste of her own fluid on her opponent’s skin. But that was not enough. With a savage gleam in her eye, Suni forced her tongue into Chloe’s mouth, ramming it down her throat with a ferocity that left no doubt as to her intentions. Chloe’s body convulsed in response, her muscles tensing and relaxing involuntarily as she struggled to process the invasion. And then, just as quickly as she had started, Suni pulled away, a string of saliva connecting their mouths as she spat in Chloe’s face one final time. It was a brutal and humiliating act.
With her dominance over Chloe Kim firmly established, Suni Lee turned her attention to the camera, a warning glint in her eye. “Christina Ricci,” she said, her voice dripping with malice. “You’re next. I hope you’re ready because I’m going to rape every inch of you.”
