Ariel X "The Assassin" (2-0) vs Karrlie Dawn "The Anvil" (0-1)

Ariel X has Karrlie Dawn flat on her back before the opening bell stops ringing. The Assassin is quicker, meaner, and she knows exactly how to twist the new girl into knots. She cranks on an armbar that makes Karrlie scream, then slides her fingers straight inside. No warm-up. Just raw pressure. Karrlie tries to twist away but Ariel’s already working two fingers deep, curling them until the girl’s hips jerk off the mat. The bigger strap follows. Thick, unforgiving, driven in with one hard thrust. Ariel pins Karrlie’s wrists above her head and fucks her on the open floor, every stroke forcing the dildo flush to the hilt. Sweat drips from Ariel’s chin onto Karrlie’s chest. She doesn’t slow down. She just rides her harder, using the strap like a weapon, until Karrlie’s body stops fighting and starts shaking. When Karrlie finally taps, Ariel sits on her face, smothering whatever fight is left. The only sound is the wet slap of skin on skin and Karrlie’s muffled moans under Ariel’s ass.