As he came rushing forward Gina rose to her feet- only to suffer a heavy blow to her left breasts that forced her to stagger back.<br/><br/>With a weak cry she desperately threw a punch at Ciorsdan's chest-  but her strength was gone and he simply ignored the pathetic blow.<br/><br/>His chop to her neck forced sent her reeling again.  Disoriented she swung wildly at his head but the blow flew wide.<br/><br/>With casual easy Ciorsdan reached out and grabbed her large, straining breasts.  His hard, cruel fingers locked into her flesh making her moan with agony-  slowly and deliberately he began to lift her off the floor.  The fabric on her top began to stretch- stitches popped and tore- she grabbed his wrists and held on- anything to alleviate the pressure on her breasts.<br/><br/>Her feet kicked weakly at his groin- but she was unable to hurt him now.<br/><br/>The crowd cheered for him- roared their approval at what he was doing to their former champion.