Lara looked down at her opponent and grinned from ear to ear. She looked half-insane as she cackled at Larine's agony. "Aww, wuzdamatta? Did the wil' baby fall down." Licking her lips much like a hungry animal ready to devour its meal, she walked over to the downed wrestler, grabbed hold of her by her hair, and roughly hauled her to her feet.<br/><br/>With a sharp tug on Larine’s hair, Lara forced the wrestler to look her in the face. "Don't think I'll let you off as easily as that coward Erica. When I finish beating you, I'm going to strap you to that horse and make you ride it until you beg for me to stop. Then I'll spank your ass raw and ride you with a strap-on until you pass out. Doesn't that sound like fun, bitch?"<br/><br/>Though Lara let go of the girl's hair, she wasn't finished yet. She roughly grabbed the back of Larine's halter top with both hands and rather unceremoniously yanked it off, leaving her opponent naked from the waist up. Contrary to Erica, she simply tossed the garment behind her where it landed in one of the numerous screens surrounding the ring. The crowd cheered, though the dominatrix didn't seem to care. "Ready to be my bitch, or are you going to start trying at some point?"<br/><br/>((I actually made a mistake and should've been at d9, not d10 for stamina from failing that first strike roll. Sorry, still getting used to the system.))