SUMMER VENGEANCE CONTINUES! This is the third elimination match of the second round.

Dia Zerva steps onto the mat like she owns it. 5'5, 145lbs of raw muscle. One win, one loss, ranked sixth. She’s fresh blood, but nothing about her is green. Amber Rayne stares her down—5'3, 115lbs, last year’s featherweight champ. Tiny, loud, and all fight. Third match of the second round. One girl leaves. The other gets fucked. They lock up fast. Dia muscles Amber down, knees spread, wrists pinned. Amber twists free, slams her shoulder into Dia’s ribs. They roll. Sweat already shines. Dia gets behind her, grabs both legs, spreads them wide. Two fingers slam into Amber’s cunt, rough and deep. Amber snarls, bucks, tries to flip. Dia doesn’t let her. She presses her hips down and grinds until Amber’s breathing changes. Amber fights dirty. She gets a knee up, catches Dia in the ribs, reverses the hold. Now Dia’s on her back, legs forced open. Amber leans in, licks Dia’s clit once—just once—then shoves two fingers up her ass. Dia gasps, hips jerking. The crowd hears it. Amber smiles. They trade control like punches. Dia pins Amber face-down, spreads her cheeks, tongue on her asshole, then two thick fingers. Amber growls, cums once, quick and angry. Dia doesn’t stop. She works the second hole, fucks it slow, then hard. Amber’s fists pound the mat. Dia wins the round. She takes her prize on her knees. Amber’s ass up, face down. Dia spits, lines up, drives the strap-on in deep. Amber curses through gritted teeth. Every thrust pushes her forward. Dia grabs her hair, pulls her back, fucks her until her legs shake. Final round. Amber comes out swinging. She gets Dia on her side, arm trapped, legs hooked. She works two fingers into Dia’s ass, fucks her open while the blonde thrashes. Dia fights it, loses it, cums hard, loud, shaking. Amber doesn’t ease up. She keeps going until Dia’s tapping out, body limp, hole twitching. Amber wins. She flips Dia onto her stomach, straps in, takes the blonde’s ass like she earned it. Dia moans into the mat, fists clenched, taking every inch. Amber leans over her ear, voice low. "You came. Now you pay." Summer Vengeance. One match closer to the title. One girl left shaking. One left smiling.