Isa - The Angel of Ice vs Selket - An Angel & A Priestess

[Jaystar]

Isa was somehow trying to squirm, wiggle and fight her way out of the tricky position between the confident Egyptian and the ropes, but her position was compromised and tricky enough that her efforts amounted to nothing. And all that seemed to only please Selket, who did not fail to note and voice out the blonde's struggles, or taunting her from them. And the intense stare of the priestess did not make the angel feel any better at all... In fact, it only got Isa to try even harder - up until the point when she could suddenly feel Selket's tongue on her face!

"AAGH!!! W-what....?!?" the blonde shrieked and stuttered in shock as having her opponent's tongue sliding across her face was a totally new experience for her, and not in a positive way at all! For Isa, it was just gross and outrageous, and for the life of her, she couldn't find any logical reason why Selket would engage in such an activity! And that in turn only played out perfectly into the Egyptian's real intentions...

As soon as Isa got her other hand free, she pulled it onto her face to protect it from any further licking, and also trying to erase the sticky feeling that Selket's tongue had left across her face. But her effort was only rewarded with a chop to her chest! Letting out another cry of pain, Isa's free hand predictably moved downward to cover her chest in turn... And by that time, Selket was yet again already setting her up for something completely else.

The experience grade was clearly visible here, as Isa was constantly one step behind her foe. By the time the blonde realized she was being set up for a Suplex, Selket was already lifting her impressive body up! And once again predictably, shock was visible on the blonde's face when she realized what was about to happen, as the Egyptian priestess sent the angel through the skies! And soon enough, the Angel of Ice fell down to the mat, her back slamming hard against it, leaving the gracious blonde spreadeagle from the impact.

Isa needed a moment to recover, but she also knew that the match was still young. Thus, after five seconds or so, the Icelandic blonde began rolling over, and trying to push herself back up once again.

[Bare]

With a massive flinging of her back Selket had managed to bring Isa up and over her, sending the poor blonde crashing into the mat in a painful sounding impact that left her stunned and seemingly unable to properly respond. Standing up following the suplex Selket would turn and look down at her opponent, smiling snidely as she did so while placing her fingers on her chin.

"Well aren't you quite spirited?" Selket asked mockingly to the Icelanding beauty as she approached her, sway in her hips and dominant energy practically pouring from every fiber of her body as she did so. "That just means I need to work you out some more." Selket said as she suddenly raised her leg up before bringing it down in a brutal stomp to Isa's head in a effort to send her back to the mat and keep her there!

"Now. Stay. Right. There." Selket said as she did so, rubbing her heel into Isa's face to enunciate each word and grind them into the girl's very being as Selket stepped forward, using Isa as if she were a step to walk over.

Approaching the corner Selket would begin to climb it, scaling the corner with no fear or hesitance. A confidence climbing the corner and taking to the skies that was rare among heavyweights such as herself. In fact as Selket made it to the top and braced her feet on the top ropes Selket would gesture mockingly to the crowd and then down to Isa, her intentions being obvious as she tensed her muscles in her legs before suddenly launching backwards! With impressive power and height Selket soared through the air with a backflip, intending to come down like a comet on Isa's body with a top rope moonsault!

[Jaystar]

Isa's body was ravaged by the Suplex, but the statuesque blonde knew that this was no time to stay lying down. The match was still young, and even if her opponent had held the upper hand so far, the Angel of Ice knew that there was still so much strength and skill left in her - if she only got the chance to use it! And that's why it was important to get back up as soon as possible.

Unfortunately Selket was once again faster, and came already looming over and taunting the gracious blonde when she was in the process of pushing herself back up. Turning her head towards the Egyptian priestess, the blonde was about to protest - but before she managed any of that, Selket's foot was already slamming to her head! "AAAAGGHH!!!!" Isa's cry of agony was rather brief as her head and body smacked back to the mat, as the Egyptian's heel dug then deep into her face, effectively shutting the blonde's mouth in the process. The reaction from the crowds was rather opposite however, as they seemed to consider Selket's actions rather uncalled for...

That did not matter though, and there was little comfort in it for Isa, whose face was getting once more terrorized, and this time by a much more painful body part than a tongue. The Angel of Ice couldn't even really record the words Selket was saying, all her focus was on trying to protect her face and getting the Egyptian's heel off of it! So, once it finally happened, the blonde stayed firmly on the mat, wanting to protect her face at any cost, and hoping to let it recover.

And that's where she was once again a step behind her opponent's line of thought. Isa wasn't following where Selket was heading, and only the roars of the crowds prompted her to try to check what exactly was going on... And by then it was already too late. Isa could see in turn the priestess soaring to the skies, but instead of being granted access to heaven, her body found its salvation on top of the blonde's own.

For Isa there was no salvation, only damnation, as her body took a brutal impact from Selket's top rope moonsault. The Icelandic blonde may had held high hopes for this match, but she was being haplessly unable to stop the Egyptian priestess from using her as just a little sneak peek of her plans regarding her upcoming title match against another blonde Scandinavian...

[Bare]

Selket had spent the better part of the short match doing nothing but dominating Isa. Through intimidation, tricks, skill and sheer power Selket had chipped away at both the blonde's confidence and her body. Proving that despite the woman being arguably physically superior she was no match for Selket's greater experience and savvy.

But that was all only the beginning. Not only that but it wasn't even beating Isa that Selket cared about. No what was more important to her was sending a message, and using Isa's body to do it. That message being to Astrid. The current reigning Heavyweight Champion that Selket had her eyes on to be unquestionably and ultimately without mercy whatsoever. Isa just so happened to be the perfect candidate for this. Between her native roots, appearance, personality and body, she was in many ways a younger Astrid. Making her perfect for Selket to destroy to show she meant business.

As if the situation weren't perfect enough Selket, after dominating and quite literally crushing Isa's face under her heel she would end this with the perfect cherry on top. A exclamation mark to physically punctuate her overwhelming victory over the icelandic beauty and cement her status as one of the most unique women in the LAW Heavyweight division.

That being Selket climbing to the top rope, a space rarely occupied by women in her weight class. As she took her place thee, on top of the world both emotionally and physically Selket would leap back, flying through the air like the goddess she believed she housed within... Before crashing hard into Isa's body sending her arms and legs up from the impact.

Sitting up after landing the move Selket would look down at her opponent with a confident grin on her face. "Now... Rest.. for all eternity." The Egyptian Woman whispered out to the girl as she shifted her body on top of the blondes to more properly look down on her. Once she did so the woman would sit forward, placing her crotch on the girl's face while grabbing the blonde's hands and forcing them above her heads. As the last words she uttered lingered, Selket would slowly close her thighs over Isa's face, leaving her in darkness as she pinned the girl!

[Jaystar]

This match hadn't even lasted that long yet, but Isa was already deeply in pain and exhausted. Selket had proved out to be a sneaky and strong heavyweight, and while Isa had entered this match in full hopes of getting to showcase her own strength and skills, she had instead ended up showcasing how to be a heavyweight squash jobber. And it hurt - both physically and emotionally.

In theory, the Icelandic blonde still held hopes of managing to turn things around. She just had to fight smarter, use her endurance to ride out the initial attacks of the Priestess, and somehow recover from the mighty blow that was the top rope moonsault... But in practice, the Egyptian had other plans. Ones that Isa still had no idea of...

Good news for Isa were that Selket's plans included rest. The bad news were that she didn't really need them to last for an eternity.

Isa could not really guess what Selket meant with her words, but it did not really matter. Her body, and mind, were still way too battered from the moonsault and the Egyptian's other attacks, that the blonde would have been helpless to stop her from doing anything in any case. Besides, what Selket turned out to do was far from the worst thing she had done tonight... Compared to some other things, the way she straddled, smothered and buried the beautiful angel's face was rather soft and peaceful - even if assertive and dominant at the same time.

And match-finishing... But that part was something that took long for Isa to realize. Even when she was already helplessly pinned with the Egyptian's mighty thighs wrapping all around her face, the relative rookie was still looking forward to the rest she would be getting. But soon enough, the blonde had to realize that her airflow was pretty much cut, and that her body was actually in danger of pinfall! It did initiate some futile attempts at resistance by the blonde, but the only way they were visible were a couple of twitches of her legs, since the Angel of Ice was in practice already well on her journey to the underworld.

[Bare]

Like that... this match was over. Or rather it would be soon. Selket had an absolutely dominant lead over Isa from start to finish. Completely and utterly dominating the younger woman with little issue. All thanks to her experience and cleverness in outfoxing the blonde at virtually any chance she could get on her. In a way it was somewhat sad, Selket had just started to take a liking to Isa, and a part of her wanted the match to go on longer...

But the much more vocal half of Selket wanted to finish this bout as dominantly as possible to send a message to Astrid! So she was doing just that. Mounting Isa like the queen that she was, or believed herself to be at least, Selket had closed her thighs around Isa's face while pinning the blonde's hands to the mat, tossing her head back as she did so with a smug smile on her face sa she listened to the ref start the count.

"ONE!"

There it was, the first count, one of three that she would need. As it started Selket felt the slight resistance of the girl under her, clearly having realized what was going on and starting to resist.

"TWO!!"

Alas however they were already two thirds done, and the resistance from Isa, while valiant was weakened and lacking the raw explosive power she had shown earlier. Still none the less Selket tightened her grip on her opponent's hands and pressed her rear end deeper against Isa', reasserting herself on the woman in a effort to full insure that she wouldn't be breaking out of the pin as the ref raised their hand for the final count!

[Jaystar]

Tonight's match had been a true showing of class and dominance - and unfortunately for Isa, in a way that had not been making herself look good at all. In the ring tonight there had been a true, powerful professional, and a rookie upstart from the gym. Someone who was on her way to titles and glory, and someone who was on her way to try making a name for herself. And well, Isa was potentially making some name for herself tonight, but that name was going dangerously fast in the direction of starting with the letter "J".

But there was no longer anything she could have done about it. The Angel of Ice was pinned and buried beneath the Egyptian priestess, and even if her legs - traditionally her most valuable assets and dangerous weapons - were still free, there was no longer anything they could have done to help her. Selket's thighs and ass were mercilessly crushing and smothering her, and the pressing and grip were only tightening as the count went on. "N-no..." the blonde let out a muffled cry of desperation that no one could really hear, but that was all she could do as her air was also starting to run out.

"THREE!!!"

Finally, the rookie's defeat was sealed, and the dominant Egyptian's victory confirmed. The match really hadn't left room for explanations, even if Isa felt that many of Selket's tricks had been rather dirty... But based on what she had seen in the LAW ring so far, apparently they were something that she should have been getting used to anyway... Right now though, Isa could only hope that her foe would get up from her face as soon as possible... Or at least before she would get knocked out by the smothering. It started to feel like it wasn't that far away...