Alexa Taylor vs Daneille Degardin - No DQ Beach Match

[CaptainL]

For a brief moment, Danielle felt on top of the world. How could she not? She had Alexa, the woman she loved to hate more than anything else in the world, helpless on her back right in front of her, and so early into the match at that. She barely needed to put forth any effort to prove that she was the better woman of the two of them. Honestly, she knew that all along, and she shouldn't have been surprised. But even then, Alexa had been annoyingly lucky in how she always managed to slip away from Danielle's clutches at the last minute. Now, though, there were no disqualifications that could save her, and Dani could set things right the way she'd always meant to. It was a vindicating feeling - knowing she was right all along, and finally being able to prove it.

Her foot stomping down on Alexa's breast, Danielle glowered down at her rival as she writhed in pain. It was a welcome sight to see - but she could do even better, of course. Dani lifted her foot again, straightening her back to stand tall over the brunette. "Oh, what's the matter? Does that hurt? My, imagine that, you actually getting hurt. Not prepared for it, are you?"

Danielle was about to bring her foot down on Alexa's chest again in a pointed stomp - only to suddenly find herself halted in midair. Alexa had stopped her foot's descent, and now it hung in the air above her chest. Danielle looked down at her opponent with confusion, her eyebrow raised. After the success she'd enjoyed, she had anticipated everything going off without a hitch - and when it didn't, she was enraged! "What-!?"

The next thing the ex-model knew, Alexa had thrown her to the side, causing her to land on the mat with a thud. Her body bounced off the canvas before coming down to rest on her back, her red hair falling across her face as she panted for breath. But Alexa was already on the move, crawling on top of Danielle - who glared up at her with her teeth clenched and a blazing fire in her eyes. She wouldn't allow this to happen under any circumstances!

"No, no, no! Get off me!" Danielle gasped. She pushed her hand out in front of her, looking to shove it right into Alexa's face in an effort to hold back her advance.

[TheSuitedOwl]

With a cheering crowd behind her Alexa wouldn't waste much time going after the french diva and sure. While most of them were likely just doing so in the hope of getting a more entertaining show from the two bikini clad beauties than from any real loyalty. Alexa was ultimately fine with it, she was foremost an entertainer and if the fans wanted entertainment she was more than happy to oblige.

"Oh, what's wrong? Afraid of getting hurt." Alexa mocked back. As she managed to corner her prey before she received a sharp shove under her chin. That would send the brunette's head snapping to the side and stop any further advancement forward.

Though unfortunately for Danielle it wouldn't be enough to stop Alexa! As she suddenly swung a fist into her rival's chest. Which for Alexa was merely just payback for Danielle's foot stomp from earlier. Her truer intentions however would turn out to be far more nefarious. As she planned to turn Danielle onto her stomach and hook her arms for a camel clutch but rather than using her hands to pull on her neck. Alexa instead would find herself playing with Danielle's blue bikini knot. With a far from innocent smile on her lips. "You ready for your next five minutes of fame slut?"

[CaptainL]

Danielle's face contorted into an angry scowl as Alexa clambored on top of her. She deserved better than this; Alexa had no right to even dare to take the top position on her! It was an act of utmost disrespect, and one Dani wouldn't stand for! Her teeth clenched, she reached out to push at Alexa's chin, trying to hold her back and prevent her from coming any closer. The redhead's hips bucked and twisted underneath Alexa as she tried to shake her rival off. She knew she was vulnerable, and against someone like Alexa, in a match like this, she knew that the Californian would show her no mercy.

Indeed, Alexa's fist swung down in an arc, landing with a smack against Danielle's breast. The force of the blow flattened her breast against her ribs, threatening to pop it loose from her bikini top, and drove the air out of her lungs. Either way, it hurt - and Danielle could feel that. She threw her head back with a scream, falling flat. Her motions went still long enough for Alexa to roll her over on her stomach, and get on her back!

The crowd cheered louder to see Alexa secure such a dominant position, a fact that would normally enrage Danielle, but her head was still spinning. She winced and gasped, trying to get the breath back in her lungs after she had been rocked by Alexa's fist. Dani wouldn't collect herself until she felt a tug on the band of her top - and at once, she was shaken back to reality. She went tense, glaring back in Alexa's direction out of the corner of her eye. Had Alexa no shame? To try and sully her dignity like this?

"You wouldn't dare-!" Desperate now to get herself free, Danielle shook her hips and bucked her back harder in an attempt to unseat her foe.

[TheSuitedOwl]

If Danielle had felt so elated standing on top of Alexa. One could only imagine how Alexa felt. As she sat on top of her desperate struggling rival and was more than ready reproduce one of her more iconic moments. Which would certainly end up in their highlight reel.

Oh, Alexa would certainly dare! "And what? Disappoint our fans. No wonder I'm their favorite." Alexa mocked. Just as the crowd's cheers grew to a record pitch once they realized that Alexa had begun to strip Danielle of her top and once it was removed she made sure to make a big show of it by quickly holding it out to the crowd. Both to get under Danielle's skin and allow herself to wrap the ends of the thin fabric around both of her hands.

At which point without warning she begun to strangle Danielle with her own bikini top. Pulling hard, Alexa would make sure Danielle could see the cheering crowd while they ogled at her exposed chest in return.

[CaptainL]

Danielle felt insulted that Alexa would have the nerve to expose her like this, let alone so early in the match - at a time where Danielle, had all been right with the world, should well have been effortlessly dominating her. The very thought of it made her blood boil, as her fists clenched and her eyes narrowed into a glare. But the scorn she felt at such a thought paled in comparison to what came next, as Alexa dared to even insinuate that she was their favorite! Dani spat at the ground, kicking her leg into the mat out of sheer frustration without even considering the prospect of hitting her rival with it. "That...that isn't true-! And you know it-!" she began to sputter. "You're just being a jealous little harpy, like you always have been-!"

But although Danielle wanted to desperately to believe otherwise, Alexa was right. The fans had booed Dani, but the brunette seemed to enjoy a far warmer reception. Even when she had dared to intrude on what was Danielle's victory in the match against Ossi Shamar, they still greeted her with cheers far beyond what she ever got! Her teeth clenched, and her fists were balled so tightly her nails dug into the heels of her palms. The thought of it made her sick to her stomach - and it just made her want to tear Alexa asunder all the more!

Panting and gasping, Danielle tried to wriggle out from under Alexa. Her body tossed from side to side, but she couldn't unseat her place atop her - nor could she stop her from what she was about to do, as at last, Alexa pulled Dani's top free, holding it over her head like a trophy. The crowd cheered even louder, their roar drowning out the shrill screech the Frenchwoman made as she felt the air hit the exposed skin of her breasts.

And Alexa wouldn't stop there. She wrapped Danielle's bikini top around her neck, pulling back! The redhead sputtered and gagged, her head yanked up toward the crowd as her bare breasts spilled beneath her. Her face was going red from both the shame of being dominated like this, and from how she struggled to breathe, the fabric pulled tighter and tigher against her throat. All she could see was all the hooting animals in the crowd cheering and applauding for Alexa to humiliate and make a show of her - the very thing Danielle herself swore to do to her!

In between gags, Danielle screamed at Alexa with a pure animal rage. "LET GOOOOO!!!" she bellowed. Her arms were hooked under Alexa's legs, and though she wanted to grab her wrists to pry herself free, she couldn't reach. The best she could do was slap and smack her palms against her foe's thighs. One thing or another, she refused to back down after such a grave insult!

[TheSuitedOwl]

Between the crowd cheering for more and Danielle screaming her head off. Alexa couldn't be happier chuckling along as another round of camera flashes bombarded the two. "And ruin your moment! I couldn't!" Alexa continued mockingly. As she forced her rival to face one particular fan of theirs who had bothered to make a large sign that simply read. STRIP HER!

It of course amused her to no end but couldn't really tell if Danielle had seen it. Given her current circumstances and the third round of camera flashes that had begun. She couldn't say she would be surprised. Regardless though she'd keep Danielle's head there and endure whatever resistance she could muster. Though with most of it just being scratches and slaps to her thighs. Alexa wasn't too worried of Danielle escaping.

Instead she would hold the woman in place until it looked like she had passed out. Then after dropping her unceremoniously on her face. Alexa would turn her over, get back on her feet, and place her heel against Danielle's check. "Sweet dreams loser." Alexa then finished as she posed for the cameras and allowed the Ref to make their count.

"One... Two..."

[CaptainL]

This wasn't how things were supposed to go at all. Danielle was down underneath Alexa, her breasts were exposed, and the whole crowd was cheering for it! It was the most disrespect she could ever fathom when it was coming from Alexa alone; the fact that cameras were going off to capture her inglorious position only made things sting even more. Even as Danielle growled through her clenched teeth, kicking her legs in the air and twisting and turning against the mat, she couldn't force her rival off of her, and it just stoked the rage inside her.

With Alexa dragging her top higher, running it along Danielle's throat and using it as a handle to pull her head backward, the redhead sputtered and groaned. She was being bent into an uncomfortable position, and the air was being forced out of her lungs. However much her growls and hisses were backed by rage, she couldn't help it. Not only that, but she had no choice but to stare up at the sign, cheering on for Alexa to strip her. Even if no names were listed on the sign, Danielle knew exactly who it referred to. Alexa was the one who always played to the fans, who won their support even if she hardly had the talent to deserve it. No doubt if the roles were reversed, the fans wouldn't be nearly as eager. That sign was a reminder to Danielle of just how they felt about Alexa and her - and it only made her even angrier, her body quivering with fury!

"You little-GHHK!!" Dani tried to snap back at her opponent, but the tug on her throat quickly stifled her in her tracks, her voice giving way to coughs. She still flailed aimlessly against the brunette, but she was expending her energy and making no progress in return. Eventually, with a few hoarse pants, she could hold on no longer. Her body began to go limp and heavy, and she settled against the mat. She was teetering on the verge of passing out...

But one thing quickly brought her back to her senses. It was the feeling of Alexa's foot against her face, and the calls of the ref growing dangerously close to three. At once, Dani's eyes snapped open. She could see Alexa towering above her, her form blocking the light of the sun, and the referee's hand raised for the three. She gasped as the realization set in - not only was she in danger of losing, she was in danger of losing in such a demeaning position, quite literally crushed beneath Alexa's feet!

If Danielle knew one thing, it was that she could not tolerate such a possibility! Her teeth clenching in a snarl, she shoved herself up from the mat, attempting to force Alexa off by the force of her rising to a seated position alone. Her desperation gave her strength, the adrenaline propelling her motions. "NO!!" she screamed, her eyes flaring up with rage!

[TheSuitedOwl]

With Danielle supposedly out cold and the Referee still counting. Alexa was having a blast as she stuck a sexy pose for the cameras and waited for her impeccable victory over her rival to occur. A tremendous event for the brunette's career if she could have earned it but just when everything seemed so certain.

She would suddenly be forced to take a step back as Danielle shot up right. Her perfect victory now ruined because Danielle had the audacity to keep going. "Hmph! Why did you even bother?" She huffed in obvious annoyance. As she stepped forward, grabbed a handful of her brilliant red hair, and begun dragging Danielle back to her feet.

"You're just going to embarrass yourself!" Alexa exclaimed. As she transition into a side headlock and planned to keep applying pressure to Danielle's already sore neck.

[CaptainL]

Danielle was seething. Not only was she losing to Alexa, in the most ignoble and humiliating way she could imagine, the brunette was boasting about it all the while! Dani had come here to look like the star on the stage, next to whom anyone - particularly Alexa - could only pale in comparison. Not to be the helpless throphy trampled beneath her feet! It was true that Danielle had a body she took pride in, but she only wished to show it to the eyes of such hooligans on her own terms - and she had no sympathy for Alexa treating her like her status and authority meant nothing at all!

The rage building in her was reaching a boiling point, and at last it would all come flowing outward. With nowhere else to go, Danielle forced herself to a seated position, sending Alexa stumbling back. The Frenchwoman glared back at her with a hateful stare, her teeth clenched. But she was still feeling sore from where Alexa had torqued and twisted her spine, and that gave her rival that much more time to take control.

Hissing in pain, Danielle felt herself being hauled back to her feet by the hair, a burning sensation going through her scalp. She stumbled and staggered on uneasy footing, only to be pulled closer as Alexa's grasp tightened around her head. Dani's normally beautiful face was contorted into a scowl of both pain and hatred, as her features began to flush. But she was long past caring about how she looked - only how she could get back at Alexa!

Growling with the fury of a wild animal, Danielle reached for Alexa's arm, trying to wrench it free of her head. At the same time, she squeezed down, going to dig her nails into the flesh of her bicep in the hopes of causing her more pain. Meanwhile, she threw her weight into Alexa's side, slamming her shoulder into the brunette's chest in the hopes of forcing her toward the corner!

[TheSuitedOwl]

Things seemed to be going well for Alexa as she pulled Danielle back to her feet and trapped her in a side headlock. Even grinned as she felt her face against the side of her large chest and wrenched her arm from time to time to help suffocate the useless slut. However, the moment wouldn't last as seconds later Alexa would feel her rival's nail dig into her forearm and yell!

"ARGH! YOU fucking bitch!" Alexa cried but nonetheless tried to hold on. Until Danielle had drove her shoulder into Alexa's chest enough times that the brunette finally couldn't handle it anymore and had to stumble back a few feet. As she breathed with some difficult and spent a few seconds to rub her arm. While completely oblivious to the fact that she was now trapped between Danielle and the ring corner behind her!