Blonde vs. Blonde? - Gabriel Vinlee vs. Lucy Andersen

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel had begun to sink her fangs into Lucy's mind long before the bell rang - now she was chewing on her soft flesh to soften her up!

The queen had no trouble unwrapping Lucy around the center of the ring like a dance step before pulling her in and whipping her chest with her arm in a noisy clothesline with which she knocked the blondie onto her back on canvas. Gabriel almost swore Andersen's scream was cut off when her back met the canvas.

And once she had Lucy down, Gabriel didn't wait. She knew she would have a countdown to Lucy no longer being incapacitated by pain, so the Brit raised her elbow showing it to the sky before jumping up and dropping crosswise on top of Lucy, wanting to cleave the apex that will be her elbow onto her opponent's stomach in the hope that this will help her to continue playing with Lucy.

"With your permission, this won't be long!" Gabriel would gibber as it impacted.

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[B.Lemme]

Gabriel had flattened Lucy into the canvas leaving her a little stunned as she looked up at the lights with her arms spread to her sides. For a moment it felt like Lucy was in a dream only to be rudely awakened by Gabriel's elbow driving straight into Lucy's stomach. "Arghh....hrghhh...hhghhhh!" The elbow forced any air still trapped within Lucy's body out as the blonde immediately began coughing and gasping to replace her air supply.

Looking to wrap her arms around her wounded stomach, Lucy would try and roll away from Gabriel. If she could get a good enough distance away, she would begin to try and hoist herself back up to her feet slowly. Still feeling the effects of the air being forced from her lungs, Lucy needed to try and fight through it and return to her feet. She needed to avoid getting taken in by Gabriel's constant chatter. However, Gabriel's initial talk and attack had given her the upper hand as Lucy still needed some time to recover.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel's elbow would sink into Lucy's soft abdomen like a meteorite. The heel blonde wouldn't know how much the cute blonde knew about never letting the belly go soft, almost as if it was an instinct to keep it hard. Maybe Lucy hadn't had enough hits there to have a trauma to motivate her; however, none of that matters now because the Drop drew more than the air out of Lucy.

Gabriel would be delighted to see her rolling around in pain while hugging her stomach to hold on; although afterward, Lucy wasn't so slow to try and crawl away from the other blonde compared to when the match started. And while Lucy battled with herself, The Royal Viper just lay there on the canvas, cartoonishly shaking her legs, and with her face suspended by her hand, admiring how Lucy suffers.

For the spectators in the stands, it would be cruel for Gabriel to act as if this was just a game to her, but it was also amusing to watch Lucy pathetically go the distance to recover and be sporting here while the Heel seems to give her this break. Impatient to do something when Andersen stands up on her strength of will.

The stands erupt in cheers, both to make Lucy not let her guard down and turn on her survival instinct, and to praise Gabriel. Depending on which side they were on. And that being the case, when Andersen managed to arm herself and get up from the mat, Gabriel did too, but much faster! And she approached her back with a stride unbecoming of a woman in wrestling and more proper of a woman on a catwalk—dangerously mesmerizing, as if they were expecting something exquisite from the toughest blonde on the canvas today.

The crowd would seem to be shouting at Lucy to turn around, though it might be nonsense with so many voices echoing at the same time.

If Gabriel could do this without a problem, she would just shadow Lucy waiting for her to turn around on her own, at which point the Brit would take the opportunity to surprise her by sliding her index finger down the Norwegian's throat. Up until she reached her chin to lift her face and leaned down.

She wouldn't say anything, because she didn't feel words were worth it now, she would barely make eye contact, because she didn't want to work on guessing what her opponent wanted, they would suck Lucy's with hers in a stolen kiss! And, if nothing prevented her, the queen would go from sucking to going further without closing the distance between their bodies - She was very clear about the knots she was going to tie in that Norwegian tongue, how much she was going to snap that mouth, and how much she would enjoy massaging that slick lower lip to stun her.

Breaking the kiss, Gabriel would say:

"Please, only surrender when we reach the end of this endless assault." It almost sounded like a plea.

[B.Lemme]

Lucy managed to separate herself from her attacker, but seemingly only because Gabriel had allowed it to happen. As Lucy sucked in the much needed air into her lungs the crowd became more rowdy at each passing moment. The pain of an elbow digging into an unprepared stomach left a throbbing pain that turned to nausea for the blonde victim.

As Lucy finally managed to begin rising the crowd's cheers became mixed with yells of the words "Look out!" and "Behind you!" which Lucy casually ignored as she continued to gasp and wince at the pain. Focused only on standing to meet her opponent once more.

Finally, Lucy's feet found the floor and began to rise her up to meet Gabriel once again, but her foe had already laid out her next course of action. Once again, nothing could have prepared Lucy for what would come next given the match wasn't supposed to entail this type of activity. As Lucy turned, Gabriel's slender fingers would grace Lucy's throat ever so lightly with a brief meeting of the eyes as their faces neared.

Suddenly, the two women locked lips with Gabriel's tongue immediately running circles around Lucy's tongue. "MMMMMmmmm!" Lucy's shock was genuine. Although she'd locked lips with several of her foes in the past, it was always during a match where that was a primary objective. As the kiss continued, Lucy would press against Gabriel trying to push herself away and break the intimate moment.

Gabriel broke the kiss willingly before speaking words that sent a chill down Lucy's spine. "I don't plan on surrendering to you!" Lucy would push against Gabriel with a everything she could muster. If she could manage to push off Lucy intended to rush back at Gabriel to catch her with a clothesline to send her to the floor. A seemingly desperate attack driven by an unorthodox opponent.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel couldn't help but enjoy it, there was something about her opponent's lips that made them all too desirable. Perhaps it was her innocence, or how her face looks when she's surprised or how she struggles to stand up to the wiles of a heel as confident as the First Queen - the crowd tried to give their eyes to Lucy to get her to stand in front of the bigger Brit blonde's next move, but nothing could stop Gabriel from stealing a kiss. A very long and enviable one, even though Andersen wanted to push herself out of it. Not even the audience expected that lewd manoeuvre from the queen! Usually, she takes more time tilling her opponent's mind before going down the lewd path. But no one would complain about her going on like that!

And for more, Lucy's response was perfect for Gabriel. If the queen was beginning to love her for her fragility, she now desired her for her stubbornness. A struck-by-love smile escaped her. She didn't do anything else, didn't resist Lucy pushing her to make distance between them, for she wanted to see what Lucy's next suicidal move would be to regain her autonomy, wanted to see her try and give herself headlong to whatever the queen wanted. Or that was how Gabriel dreamed it would happen.

So, when Gabriel took enough steps back that Lucy felt able to run at her like a bull - all for the sake of ramming her arm into the blonde's chest - Gabriel just waited for the right moment, with all her joints relaxed, to stop joking and jump aside to get out of the way of that clothesline and get in the way of her opponent's body to slow her down with a spinning back kick straight to Lucy's chin!

Gabriel was ready to extend the full length of her leg to unleash all her strength in those thighs, hips and calves against Lucy's brain.

If she connected with that kick, Gabriel was very clear on what she would do next with Lucy, starting with not dropping her, as she wanted her on her feet for this one...

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[B.Lemme]

Having freed herself from Gabriel’s grasp Lucy was free to initiate her attack as Gabriel seemed to back away slightly. This would give Lucy sizable build up as she pressed forward rushing at Gabriel. As she neared closer it seemed as though Gabriel was not making any attempt to dodge or counter her attack. This was her chance to even the odds! She could hopefully free herself from Gabriel’s antics.

At the last moment, Gabriel moved with graceful speed to one side avoiding Lucy’s initial attack. Trying to stop and turn to face Gabriel once again, Lucy did not see the blonde’s face. The green emerald eyes were replaced by Gabriel’s back and a splendid view up her leg. Although the view may have been pleasant it only lasted a moment as Gabriel’s foot caught Lucy’s chin with a spinning back kick.

The kick was just a blur for the crowd as it had been brilliantly executed. A kick that channeled all of Gabriel’s lower body strength and torque into a single point that unfortunately had been Lucy’s face. The blonde stood still for a moment from the shock of such a maneuver happening so suddenly sending her internal circuits into a frenzy. The shock lasted only for a moment.

Lucy began stumbling as her equilibrium had been severely interrupted. Shockingly she had not been put out cold by the kick, but she was not fully able to grasp what had just occurred. Her desire to even the playing field pushed her to a desperate move leaving her like a drunk on stilts.

[Hagen-Autem]

The British woman's skirt would dance for the power of strike as her legs were displayed with that fleeting moment. It was as if mercy had finally vanished from her, and the audience groaned at the sound of her outsole meeting Lucy's chin.

Before being fulminated, Lucy had the privilege of admiring up close the soft, peachy skin enveloping those shiny, curvy, petite legs before her head bounced back.

The queen, meanwhile, only finished her spin to stand there, one hand on her waist and looking over her shoulder at Lucy, waiting for the blondie to stop swaying drunkenly. When she realized that Lucy was just clinging to clear-headedness, she grabbed her hand, extending her arms as far as they would go, before pulling her towards herself and firing her knee into her stomach!

If the blow connected, Gabriel would leave her there, hanging above her knee so that she couldn't recover so soon from everything he'd already done to her, and have more time to play with her body. Next, the Royal Viper would glide like a boa around her, rubbing her abs and thighs against Lucy's body as she positioned herself behind her to embrace her from the back, crushing her chest to Lucy's back comfortably as her lips sought out her prey's ear.

"Like you said, you won't surrender to me, will you?" She whispered ruthlessly into her tympanum. If the queen had come this far, one of her hands would run up Lucy's skin to the top. By slid one of her fingers between her breasts and reached her throat to take it with a gentle pincer, not squeeze, yet, but displaying her jugular to her mouth so she could fill it with pecks.

Her other hand would wander down, lapping her fingers over Lucy's skirt before slipping between her thighs and pushing in. Starting with the dirty part of her strategy.

"...You'd better hold this if you want to end up conscious at the end of the game, Lucy." The Queen whispered in Lucy's ear with that bristling ASMR tone of hers, lengthening the syllables of her opponent's name to make her message very clear and what is to come now that her favourite part of the matches with female wrestlers like her has begun.

[B.Lemme]

As Lucy stumbled, Gabriel was a bit fuzzy in Lucy's eyes. The spinning kick had been shattering to Lucy's consciousness even though the pain had yet to set in. It seemed as though the kick had been powerful enough to dull the pain, but her jaw was throbbing from the impact.

As the pain began to make itself know after several moments Lucy felt her hands being pulled out by the tight grasp of Gabriel. Lucy's arms were still like jelly as they were extended out before the blonde was rushed forward. Only a second later Lucy came to a sudden stop as Gabriel's knee planted itself firmly into Lucy's exposed stomach. "GRrrhhhghh!" Lucy's tongue protruded from her mouth as her body doubled over in front of Gabriel almost like she was presenting herself for further torment. Lucy proceeded to cough and gag as she tried to pull any air she could back into her body.

Lucy hung limp over Gabriel's knee for several moments as Gabriel seemingly wanted to bask in her dominating performance thus far. Soon enough Gabriel wanted to continue her relentless assault bringing Lucy upright as she swung around Lucy rubbing their bodies together in a playfully seductive manner. Lucy may have been still foggy headed, but she felt the soft skin of Gabriel gliding against her own sending tingles up Lucy's spine. The movement culminating in a squeeze from Gabriel pressing her supple breasts against Lucy's back.

Gabriel's words echoed through Lucy's head almost like ASMR as they were spoken quiet but annunciated. "N...ne...never" Lucy's response was weak. A reflection of the state she was in as she hung limp in Gabriel's clutches. Her response only seemed to activate Gabriel further as the coils of the blonde began to travel. Lucy felt one hand travel north toward her breasts before pushing her head back exposing her neck allowing Gabriel to caress it with pecks. The other travelled south toying with Lucy's already barely there skirt. A flash of panties here and there for the crowd.

Another taunt from Gabriel left Lucy wondering once again what was coming her way. Lucy was caught by an apex predator that wanted nothing more than to play with its meal.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel had already seized Lucy - her arms wrapped around the pretty girl and swept across her front as if she were nothing more than her damsel. Gabriel's body pressed against Lucy's back, crushing her own chest into her, while the more skilful hand travelled south, subtly roaming the blondie's abdomen, and the other, more possessive one, moved up the north to cup Lucy's neck.

The blondie seemed to be in a hurry.

The descending hand continued to do so until it reached her skirt and fiddled with it, peeking out whatever was underneath. The crowd was already excited, but this, to the gawkers' delight, proved that Lucy is the type of girl who wears nothing but her knickers under a skirt.

Gabriel didn't have to look down to notice - it's not like she was going to, either, because that would have ruined her performance - she only had to listen to the whistles and groans of the audience to learn that Lucy doesn't like wrestling trunks.

Lucy's words, her confirmation that she wasn't going to give in to her did only one thing: make her smile like this was okay.

Standing on her tiptoes, Gabriel stopped teasing, slipped one leg between Lucy's, and ran her skillful hand up her navel.

"Remember, you're in control." She whispered mischievously and comfortingly before sliding that hand back up her skirt as the other hand squeezed Lucy's neck with her fingertips.

The more skilful hand ran over the fabric, for Lucy's sake, ironing it with her palm and using Lucy's pelvis as a mould; but Gabriel's fingers sank right between her legs. Taking the fabric with them inside Andersen. Rubbing it with Lucy's entrance as soon as he located it. And she was beginning to exercise those appendages imperiously against her opponent's still clothed clit.

The hand that had Lucy by the neck went up to her mouth to gag her and prevent anyone from hearing her scream.

Gabriel would not push aside the skirt, she would use it to take advantage of its softness, and sooner rather than later, she would exert so much force that Lucy would know that they wanted to penetrate her and her clothes were the only ones that could protect her.

[B.Lemme]

Lucy's foggy head finally began to clear slightly from the spinning kick that smacked her jaw. Gabriel's teasing touches against Lucy's skin assisted with bringing her around given their stimulating nature. However, Lucy remained like putty in the woman's hands. The hands of Gabriel doing a dance around Lucy's body as one teased her toned navel while the other began squeezing her neck. "Hrghh!" Lucy's neck would tighten with the sudden pressure.

"Do...don't count me out...yet!" Lucy remained defiant to Gabriel's provocations. She wanted nothing more than to get her hands on the devious blonde.

Gabriel's hand that had graced Lucy's navel had now found a more sensitive area to begin toying with. Lucy's eyes widened realizing what Gabriel was doing. "Mmmmmhrrhghhh" A little moan of pleasure escaped Lucy's mouth before her neck was released and Gabriel's spare hand was placed into it muffling the noises.

The crowd began to cheer as Gabriel's slender fingers began pressing into Lucy's clit massaging it gently to get the juices flowing. Lucy's hips began moving in tandem with Gabriel's fingers as her body begged for more. However, Lucy's mind was shouting the complete opposite. FIGHT!

Lucy began squirming against her captor as the pleasure began to slowly build down below. Lucy would begin thrusting her shoulder back trying to strike Gabriel in the face while trying to push her hips back to loosen Gabriel's tempting touch on her clit. Anything to try and end this humiliating play session Lucy had become the primary toy in.