[Hardcore Match] Allison Ford Vs Janella Johnson II - No Holding Back

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"Gaahh!" It wasn't painful for Janella only. Allison rear landed awkwardly amongst the sea of steel chairs, and that sent a shock up her tailbone. Matches that spilt outside the ring were never going to be one-sided in inflicting damage, and Allison could see that. She would then pull her foot out of the clutter and pull herself up to see where the fight was going to take them next. And almost immediately, a literal path opened before her — the aisle between the seating sections.

"Wakey Wakey JJ, we've got places to be..." It was becoming strenuous to support her own wobbling body, and so, Allison had to really dig in, grit her teeth to pull Janella up again. The raven-haired woman was going to use both her arms to Clinch her opponent's head to drive a couple of Knees into her gut, before whipping her into the wide aisle between the seats, and the barricades keeping them away were quite different to the ones near the ring, with these made from steel and having gaps between them, but equally painful if used as a source of dealing damage....

[Highfly]

JJ groaned as she was hauled up and dragged towards the aisle. She moaned in pain as her body was throbbing now. She had to do something. As they got into the aisle JJ let out a scream as she swung her elbows into Allison and then reached up to grab her by the hair. JJ tried to smash Allisons head off the top of the guard rail as hard as she could repeatedly as she hoped to try to fight her way back into control! "I ain't done yet girl! You think I am gonna stop? Hell no!"

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Every step forward saw a spike of ache course through the nerves of the feet all the way up her vertebrae. Both of these ladies had taken out a lot from each other in this match and this wasn't looking to end anytime soon, despite the clear signs of distress and visible injuries all over their bodies. Allison in particular could feel a cold viscous trail of liquid down the side of her, not leaking, but trickling out. It seems the edge of the steel steps had left it's mark on the forehead, just near the hairline.

She dabbed the trail away and smeared it between her index and thumb fingers leisurely, before flicking the blood away to proceed. This match had finally forayed into the bloody territory.

And it was going to get bloodier, because JJ wasn't going to take hits lying down and spring onto a laboriously stumbling Allison with a barrage of elbows raining all over her belly and chest. She would have genuinely lost her footing and crumbled onto the floor, had Janella not shoved a hand into her disheveled hair to clinch her head and hammer it continuously against the cold steel guardrails!

"Ackkk....Aaugh! Gaaah! Aahhhh! Ouuggh! " The cut on her head opened further, which meant more crimson started to trickle down her forehead and the side of the face in narrow trails. Allison's arm tried to pry JJ's muscular arms away, but her strength got sapped away the more she got rattled. Her mind churned and throbbed again the cranium. Some of the red liquid also seeped into her eyes, rendering her vision bleary, disoriented ; ideal for JJ to deliver punishment upon...

[Highfly]

JJ had managed to stun Allison and she wanted to keep the momentum going. She grabbed hold of Allison and lift her up grunting and pressing her arms straight overhead for maximum height for a gorilla press slam! However JJ pushed up and was going to let Allison come crashing down torso first across that steel barricade. She wanted her to feel it and as soon as Allison flopped down JJ stomped on her a couple times and flexed her arms to show off for the crowd!

[Hitman45]

No matter how many times you are put in a hardcore stipulation, you can never get used to the torment and the affliction ever. Each time you start from zero, the attrition endured is brand new, dialled to the maximum. And right now, Allison was in the midst of confronting this bitter truth, despite having been in similar slugfests umpteen times throughout her career, all the way from the time she was still paying her dues before LAW.

Janella was proving to be a perfect partner in this body-breaking education, her sheer power and the ruthless manhandling of Allison having reduced her to a bleeding mess, and she wasn't done yet. Tiny beads trickling from her head splattered onto the floor like small, crimson dots when the raven-haired woman got hoisted up like the barbell on a bench press, and despite her meek bodily protests, Allison had no say in what was about to happen next....

"GHAA—" Her belly landed directly onto the narrow barricade and folded over its curve. The steel dug so deep into her abs that it almost poked the spine!

Her eyes grew large, and a loud gasp was on the verge of tearing out of Allison's wide-opened mouth, but was cut off by the lack of air in the raven-haired woman, and spittle flew out instead to land a foot or two away. She lay curved and dangled over the railing for a few moments before sagging back inside the aisle and near the base of the barrier, with a hand weakly clutching her stomach.

But JJ was having none of it and drove her foot into the belly a couple more times, leaving Allison to writhe about feebly, face tightened from the mini-shockwaves sent rippling across her impaled gut which pulsed and spasmed from the abuse...

[Highfly]

JJ smiled and pulled Allison up by the arm. "You wanted to act all high and mighty when you beat me before... how does this feel?" JJ said as she stepped towards the steps going up a level looking to whip Allison right into them so she would crash and burn on the concrete steps! JJ was not holding back, after losing to Allison when she gave her all before she knew she couldn't hold back or she would be the one losing. JJ was trying to keep up the pressure and maintain control no matter what...