Revenge is Best Served in a Cage: Ripley vs Nyarla

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Match Type: Last Woman Standing Cage Match. No Ref (in the cage). No Disqualification.
Wrestlers: "The Unbelievable" Ripley vs Nyarlathotep "Mistress of Evil"

Ripley

Ripley was still recovering mentally from her and Neo's match against Toxic Pleasure. They were thoroughly dominated and broken in the match, especially Ripley, who they took as a prize after the match for most of the night. Neo stood with her in back before the match as she got dressed in the locker room. "Are you sure about this? This is a wild match, especially against someone as sadistic as her. She already broke you and I once. This time you will be trapped in a cage with her. She could break you body and mind permanently!" Neo aired his worries to Ripley. Ripley was nervous herself, but she knew she had to put on a brave face for Neo. She also knew she couldn't back down from this. This was a chance for revenge. She finally answered him, "We are wrestlers who will never run away from a fight out of fear. If I drop out now, she will have truly broken me then." Neo nodded silently in understanding. He decided he would go with her down to the ring and stand ringside outside the cage for support. Ripley finished getting ready and they made their way to the ramp, waiting for Ripley to be announced.


TONIGHT! We have a...

LAST!!! WOMAN!!! STANDING!!!

CAGE MATCH!!!!!

TWO WOMEN ENTER!! ONE WOMAN LEAVES!!!

The First Woman Standing at Five Foot Six
Weighing 135 Pounds

THE UNBELIEVABLE!!!

RIPLEY!!!!!!

Here Comes The Boom by Nelly started playing over the speakers as Ripley entered at the top of the ramp. The crowd cheered for her, she couldn't be sure if they wanted her to win though, or they were here to watch her get destroyed in the cage. Ripley still smiled and blew kisses to the crowd. Waving and winking at them as she made her way down the ramp. Neo followed her as a valet, finding a seat outside the cage when they got closer. Ripley was ushered into the cage. She stepped in and went to a corner. Climbing it, she stood atop it and pointed out to the crowd sending a few more kisses and winks towards them. The crowd answered her with loud cheers. She jumped down and hopped from foot to foot, loosening up before the match. She watched the ramp waiting for her opponent to make her entrance.

[MR. Q]

Nyarlathotep sat at her locker in the women's changing room, leisurely brushing her long dark hair as she gazed into the mirror with a wicked smirk.

"Poor little Ripley... thinks she stands a chance against me. In this cage, I'll have no mercy. I'll make her scream so loud, so beautifully... until she has nothing left to give." She laughed softly to herself, clearly relishing the thought. "I wonder how long she'll last this time before I break her completely? Maybe I'll take my time with her tonight. Make her suffer more than ever before. My sweet toy..."

She stood and stretched sensually, her toned muscles rippling beneath smooth pale skin. Nyarlathotep was a vision of dark beauty, all sharp angles and dangerous curves. She slipped on her signature costume, the only thing covering her voluptuous figure. Nyarlathotep slipped into her boots next. "Time to go play with my prey. Don't keep your fans waiting, darling." She purred to herself before sauntering out of the locker room and making her way to the ring.

The announcer's voice boomed out over the arena. "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages... You've waited for this moment! The main event is here! Our special guest, the Mistress of Evil herself, THE UNSTOPPABLE, THE UNBELIEVABLE, THE ABSOLUTELY IRRESISTIBLE..."

A heavy metal instrumental kicked in as the crowd began to chant along. "...NYARLATHOTEP!!!" The lights dimmed and smoke billowed around the stage entrance. A silhouette emerged, tall and lithe, moving with sinuous grace. Nyarlathotep stepped into the spotlight, her pale skin seeming to glow in the darkness. Her eyes flashed an eerily as she looked out over the cheering crowd.

She wore her signature outfit - a black leather leotard that barely contained her full breasts, fishnet stockings, and high-heeled boots. Nyarlathotep had an air of complete confidence and predatory hunger as she strode towards the ring. She climbed the steps and slid into the cage, moving to stand across from Ripley. Nyarlathotep smiled a wicked, anticipatory grin. "Hello again, my sweet little bird. Ready to be broken once more?" She purred, her voice dripping with sadistic promise.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

As Nyarlathothep entered the cage a ref came and closed the cage door behind her, then locked it with a chain. Now no one could enter the cage or leave. Nyarla threw her question out. Ripley decided to try and show confidence with her answer, "The only one who will broken in this cage is you! After I break your back in here, you won't even be able to walk. Probably have to crawl out of here."

Ripley then decided to start on the attack. She charged at Nyarla, planning to tackle her into the cage wall. She would then be mounted on top of her. Ripley would then rain punches down at Nyarla's face, hope to wipe the smug smirk off of it. Ripley wanted to try and break Nyarla's body then mind by destroying her beauty.

[MR. Q]

Nyarlathotep let out a throaty laugh, the sound echoing off the cage walls. "Oh you poor, deluded little fool. Have you forgotten already? It was YOU on your knees, begging me to use you, to fill you with my essence until you were drowning in it." She licked her lips suggestively as she spoke, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement.

The Mistress of Evil began to circle Ripley slowly, like a predator stalking its prey. "But I must admit, your defiance is... cute. I do so love it when my toys put up a fight. Makes breaking you that much more satisfying."

Nyarlathotep stood her ground, arms spread wide in mock invitation as Ripley charged. At the last second, she sidestepped the tackle with a graceful twist, allowing Ripley to crash face-first into the cold steel of the cage wall. The Icelandic seductress moved lightning-quick, kicking the back of her knees to bring her down as insult to injury.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ripley ran hard at Nyarla. It seemed the sadistic mistress wasn't planning on moving. She seemed to almost be waiting for Ripley to come at her. Her face had a look of hunger as if she couldn't wait to bite into her prey. Nyarla's confidence pissed Ripley off, that she charged blindly forward, no longer even watching her opponent. She ran so hard, she was too late to stop when Nyarla stepped out of the way.

Ripley's face crashed hard into the unforgiving metal of the cage wall. Her face squished against it and the crowd winced at the impact. Her body kept moving forward, pushing her face and the rest of her body totally into the cage wall. Nyarla quickly capitalized on this and kicked the back of Ripley's knees. Ripley let out a little scream of pain as the kicks, made her legs buckle under her. Ripley fell down to her knees. She was now kneeling in front of her opponent; facing the cruel metal cage wall and the cheering crowd.

[MR. Q]

Nyarlathotep stood over Ripley's kneeling form, hands on her hips as she surveyed her handiwork with a satisfied smirk. "That's right, my pet. Kneel for me, just like last time. You're already starting to remember your place, aren't you?"

She reached down and grabbed a handful of Ripley's hair, yanking her head back sharply to force eye contact. "I'm going to take my time with you tonight. Break you piece by piece until all you can think about is serving me." Nyarlathotep leaned in close, her lips brushing Ripley's ear as she whispered huskily, "And I'm going to make you love every second of it. Now, why don't you show the crowd what a good little slave you can be?"

Reaching for her arms, Nyarl will attempt to place a boot on Ripley's back and hyperextend her limbs at the same time. A Submission move right out of the start.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ripley was for forced to kneel in front of the crowd and even worse Neo again. Nyarla was already showing she was the dominant one in this match. She even made sure Ripley knew. She pulled her head back by her hair and told her how she was going to slowly dismantle Ripley during the match. Ripley could only whimper in fear.

Nyarla then grabbed Ripley's arms and put a boot on her back, stretching her arms. The move almost pulled Ripley's shoulders out of their sockets as she screamed in pain. With her current position the submission move also pushed Ripley's chest and face forward into the cage wall. She was pressed against the cruel metal as her arms were pulled back. She was truly trapped between a rock and a hard place.

[MR. Q]

Nyarlathotep held the painful stretch for several seconds, reveling in Ripley's screams of agony. She could feel the girl's muscles straining, her bones creaking under the pressure. Finally, with a cruel laugh, she released the hold and stepped back.

"Mmm, yes. Music to my ears," she purred, licking her lips. "But I think you need a reminder of who's really in charge here." Without warning, Nyarlathotep brought her knee up viciously, driving it straight into Ripley's exposed back right into her spine to maximize the effect.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ripley was relieved when her opponent let up on the hold. Her arms flopped to her side. Thankfully no permanent damage, but they still hurt like hell. Ripley would have loved to be able to just lay against the cage for a minute and recover, but Nyarla didn't give her a chance. She had only just started with Ripley.

Nyarla followed up her hold now with a knee strike, right to Ripley's spine. Ripley let out a loud gasp at the stunning strike. Her body arched back and froze for a second before collapsing. Ripley was hit with sudden paralysis for just a second from the strike, like when someone hits you with a Charlie Horse. Her body fell into a heap at the feet of her opponent.