Nefretiri vs Courtney- ironman 10ms of pain

[Blade ocs]

Courtney getting up was slow. She did get up there. And cleared up. She rests on the turnbuckle. She is taking in deep breaths.



The referee singled them out to go at it again. Courtney's breathing was heavy. She didn't move at all. She is tired, and she is trying to rest.



She will have to do something when she gets close; she is trying to heal up to get ready for Nef. She rests her arms on the ropes. Taking a breather.

[CyanDimitrik]

Well, well, well. It looks like Courtney is either too hurt to go right back into the match, or she's playing it cautious now. No matter - both work for Nefretiri. Whether she's broken her body enough to be too hurt to act quickly, or she's put a healthy level of fear of a direct confrontation, both of those are just fine.

The Egyptian arches herself as she extracts from the corner, and graceful, poised steps lead her towards Courtney's. Head held high, shoulders back, every movement poetry in motion with sleek muscles rippling with every advancing step. The initial pace is a deceptive one, but the tension in her muscles should've been a sign tk the audience - that sashay wasn't her true approach.

When halfway to her target, Nefretiri bursts with alacrity. With two pumping gaits, the Egyptian has cleared the remaining distance and closed in behind her back. Both hands seize for her shoulders to yank her back from the turnbuckle, only to t n row her forward again if she can, aiming to collide her face with the turnbuckle pad in a brutal impact.

[Blade ocs]

Courtney saw her striding towards Courtney. This is by far the worse match she has ever been in. At least with Kairi she was nice and such. This just sucks.



At least she's just walling, giving her more time to recover. He takes a deep breath, then hears and then sees Nef coming at her. Oh shoot, Courtney, though. She has to do something.



She goes to raise her foot to kick her, but at the same time that Nefretri pulls her, her kick turns into a step. She went and slammed into the turnbuckle.

[CyanDimitrik]

The turnbuckle rattles with the impact, but Nefretiri didn't miss the fact that Courtney was going for a counter at first. So after ramming her into it, she leans in to hook her arms beneath her thighs to hoist her up onto the top turnbuckle pad to sit.

"Did you really think you could stop me?," she asks afterwards, looking up at her. "That you even stand a chance?"

Her left hand setting over her knee, the right fist swings up in an arc in an attempt to bury into Courtney's stomach once, twice! Just to keep her reeling and defenseless! All the better to keep her momentum uninterrupted as she steps up onto the middle rope, climbing the corner with her.

"You are mine for however long we have left in this ring," she mutters to her. Reaching down, she pulls Courtney up to stand with her perched at the top rope, wrapping her arms around the girl's waist. If successful, the two will stand poised, bodily locked together, hips to hips, stomach to stomach, breasts pressed to breasts as she readies a top rope belly-to-belly suplex.

"Don't worry. The people will be entertained..."

[Blade ocs]

How much time is left? She doesn't know. She's not sure. She knows she hates this a lot. That about it. She can...she can fight back if she'd like to.



However, those blows to her stomach prevent that. It got her based. She heard the enchantress words. Those filled her with dread. She is forced to climb to the top of the rope.



She gets sent to a belly-to-belly suplex front the top rope. The crowd cheered as she moaned in pain. She hopes she gets paid well from suffering from the injury to get her freedom. She wants to ask how much time is left, but she can't. It might take more money away from her.



Well, what Nefretri does matters on Courtney's contract. The more the fans engage, the more money goes to her freedom.

[CyanDimitrik]

It's a strange sort of irony. Nefretiri being cruel and harsh is brutal and punishing, but the audience enjoys watching it. It gets the blood pumping, the spectacle of a beautiful dark-skinned, enchanting gaijin with a wicked aura beating on another pretty gaijin in a... somewhat scandalous romper. It's an odd setup for the penal system, but no one is complaining. Maybe not even Courtney!

But as the two arc through the air to impact the mat in that avalanche belly-to-belly suplex, Nefretiri seizes Courtney's body tighter to herself, only to wind up crash-landing directly atop her. She quickly releases her from the embrace and rolls aside, quickly finding herself at a knelt position. She takes only a moment to observe the moaning pain the girl is in before deciding it was time to take another point. And in dramatic fashion.

"You won't mind if I show these people what I'm capable of, will you?," she asks before reaching out again. Her hand dives into the hood covering her head to snag a crop of hair and pulling to force her along to her feet.

"Hair! Hair!," fusses the referee. But the grip would be released before anything more could come of it, practically ignoring the referee.

Instead, Nefretiri attempts to capture Courtney into a front guillotine under left arm. If caught, she slings Courtney's left arm behind her neck before gripping onto the hip of her gear. With a quick pump, she'll physically hoist Courtney into the air, suspending her upside-down at in a vertical suplex position, pausing to show off Courtney's predicament and her own strength, both bodies taut under the bright overhead lights!

[Blade ocs]

Courtney doesn't like this. She is not enjoying it all. She's whole in her literal hentai outfit as well. She hopes nothing slips.

Her hair gets grabbed by Nef, and she yelps. The reff went to yell at Nef, but she just tossed her. Neff really doesn't care at all.

She went after Courty and grabbed her. She remembers this. She has seen it before. She will eventually get lifted up in the air. Getting held there.

Some people did some cat calls on Courtney. They swear they saw some of her nips. At any rate, it is hot for some to see Courtney getting butt up like this. She slammed down, and she screamed in pain.

[CyanDimitrik]

Nefretiri doesn't care if she has a little whoopsie-doodle with her wardrobe in the ring. Heck, it might even make her more popular back in lock-up. The only thing that matters to her right now, in this moment, is giving her punishment. Not for whatever crime she committed to wind up in this situation, but for being the one selected to be her debut opponent. That carries a certain unfortunate weight, and one she alone will be forced to bear. For she is going to be the body upon which she showcases a taste of what she can do. What the audience can expect from her.

And having hoisted her into the Obelisk of Terror, the audience gets a better view of her athleticism. A little ironic, given magical types are usually less physically robust, but seeing her figure flexed to keep Courtney well-managed in the air over her shoulder is a clear testament. Everything from toned thighs, tight abdominals, and sleek arms are emphasized in the moment, right up until Nefretiri finally drops back to bring her opponent down to the mat in the Terror Slam variant.

Her legs kick back, and she rolls over her shoulders to end up on all fours beside Courtney's downed form. And promptly, she throws herself down across the girl's body, pressing her midsection firmly into Courtney's. She forcefully hooks the girl's leg into the air and arches her back, pressuring her abs harder into the girl's battered stomach for a pinfall, set on scoring another point with a signature move.

[Blade ocs]

Courtney was starting to feel dizzy, and she doesn't feel well. Nefretri goes to holster Courtney up into the air and gives her an obelisk of terror!

Courtney didn't even say anything, just a huff of air. Then everything went to black for her. After fighting to stay up so much, she passed out.

So with the Nefretri pin count, it easily went to 3. The bell did ring, but Courtney remains flat on the mat and passes out. Not much at all. Still breathing, of course



3 to 0 Nefretri

[CyanDimitrik]

Nefretiri can easily tell the girl lying beneath her has nothing left. She's beaten. Anything more is just... gratuitous. But gratuitous is exactly what she intends to do here, and until that timer hits zero and the final bell sounds, Courtney is hers.

Of course, after slapping the three-count, the referee would have something to say about it.

"Okay, up! We have to reset!"

Nefretiri releases Courtney's leg to let it unceremoniously flop to the mat again, then raises her midsection off of her. She rocks back onto her knees, smoothly lifts to her full height, and- instantly, the referee is trying to back her off. But the Egyptian is done waiting. No more risks of the timer calling the match before she has a chance to give the audience (to give Courtney) her best move.

So the referee is taken completely by surprise when a single, firm sweep of the arm sends her staggering several steps back.

"H-hey! You can't just--"

"Enough. I'm finishing this now."

She leans in to grab Courtney by the wrists and yank her upright, with zero expectation that she'll even be able to stand on her feet. So it feeds directly into the next position, Nefretiri's arms wrapping around her waist to sweep her into the air and upside-down. Courtney's face, pressed into Nefretiri's lap. The soft curvature of breasts, buried against the other's stomach. A classic tombstone piledriver position. She slides a hand downwards along Courtney's back until she finds the back of her head - and she pushes forward, tucking her harder into place. Lips and nose, tightly pushed against the base of the hips.

Without delaying, she springs into the air and tucks her knees at either side of Courtney's head, securing the position. And promptly, their combined bodyweights come crashing down atop her skull at the center of the mat with the Eternal Darkness finisher.