Natasha Vaughn vs. The Body - Beginner's Luck

[BlackAkuma]

The match had only just begun, and Lola was where she wanted to be - on top, in control, and dominating. Today was going to be a good day.

Her legs worked their way around Natasha’s, threading over them as her muscles began to swell. While she didn’t know much about submission holds beyond the bare basics, this was a move she actually had some familiarity with from her time back home. Back at her club, whenever she had a disagreement with the other women, she would, sometimes, get them in private and use her legs to ‘persuade’ them, and this was one of her favorite negotiation tactics.

It was amazing what you could get people to agree to when they believed their legs were about to be snapped in half at the knees. Pain was an effective tool, wasn’t it?

The woman began to jerk around beneath her, causing quite a stir, but with Lola on top there wasn’t a whole lot she could do to escape. Not like this, anyway. The Columbian rode her struggles with relative ease and beamed down on her with her best knowing smile. ”Having trouble already? Hm.” She smacked her lips. ”Not a good sign. We just started.”

Lola pouted, doing her best to fake concern and likely failing, before she dipped down, wrapped her arms around Natasha’s head, and sought to pull the woman’s face towards her chest, looking to compound her situation with a breast smother. While her tits weren’t her best asset, she figured they would do as an appetizer for now, until she could introduce her opponent’s face to the main attraction.

[Nymph]

There was something lovely about the grapevine hold in Natasha’s mind. It was about the hold’s simplicity. Back when she was a club wrestler this was one of the most used moves she and the other girls would lock. It was simple but had a pretty potent effect in both the rival and the show. It rendered a rival unable to do much but thrash and use hip strength to try and pry the rival off just as Nat was trying to do, to no avail in the end. Lola had proven strong enough to maintain the hold.

Now Lola was teasing Nat’s efforts in a vain attempt to hide her mockery. Groaning in pain at frustration, Blaze spit at her rival’s mocking tone: “Say what you want. Just wait until I get out of th-Mmmmpgh!!!” Blaze’s words were cut short when Lola drove the redhead’s head directly against the Colombian’s chest for a smother. This was bad, but in the middle of Nat’s predicament a silver lining shone: Lola’s chest was far from being her best asset. This spurred the redhead to action, getting her tongue out and licking Lola’s breasts in an attempt to distract her before she would press her head further against her chest instead of trying to remove it, her new and most likely last attempt at making her rival unsteady and prying her off.

[BlackAkuma]

Lola had never smothered anyone out with her breasts before - her ass, of course, and one weird time with her armpit, but never her breasts. She had nothing against it, and she believed her pain were more than up to the task - she paid enough for them, they ought to be.

She was fully prepared to make this woman a guinea pig, however. While she couldn't win by knocking her out, she could torture the redhead, weaken her to the point where she was about as threatening as bowl of Jello.

Then came the licking.

Lola had to act quick and bite her lip to keep a moan from escaping, as Natasha brought out her tongue and put it to work. She managed to acclimate after that moment passed, but even so, she had to say that the sensation was utterly divine. It had been a while since anyone gave her breasts the proper attention. She had always been fond of it, when done well. To Natasha’s credit, she was so far showing to be a natural.

It was enough stimulus to make Lola lift up and loosen her hold, giving Natasha better access, hopefully for an even more pleasurable experience on her side. ”Hm. Adequate.” Blatant lies. She pulled the right cup of her bra down, wanting that tongue on her most sensitive spot with restriction. [color=#80000BF]”Service comes naturally to you. I can tell.”[/color]

[Nymph]

The match hadn’t started in a favorable way for Natasha and so early had the redhead been pressed into a situation that compelled her to act or face dire consequences. It wasn’t totally desperate but if allowed to do as she pleased Lola could do great damage to Blaze’s prospects for the match. With this in mind, the redhead put all she had on licking the Colombian’s breasts even through her lingerie.

Lola tried her best to hide how she was feeling, and Natasha’s face was too buried in the Colombian’s bust to notice how she was biting her lips to stifle a moan, but as a former club wrestler Blaze had developed a sixth sense of sorts to notice those small details that hinted that the rival was getting aroused. The way Lola tried to play it cool was the main signal that the redhead needed to know she was on the right track. Now given some space, Blaze looked at her rival with a confident smirk while Lola even had the audacity to reveal one of her breasts, allowing Nat clear access to her nipple. “Service? This is no service, Lola. This is war.”, she said in a tone that hinted the same love for Lola that the Colombian was expressing for her before leaning forwards and catching that nipple with her teeth and tongue, giving it small nibs and quick flicks with her tongue to get it stiff and standing to attention. Of course this was no act of love but a distraction, the final move Blaze had planned before suddenly jerking her hips to pry Lola off her and switch positions, ending with a complete reversal and now as the woman on top!

[BlackAkuma]

Lola couldn't lie - well, she could lie, but she wouldn’t in this case. Natasha’s attention to her breasts felt sinfully good, more than she would’ve expected from the bargain bitches that LAW typically churned out en masse. This one must’ve picked up some good experience along the way—no stranger to delivering pleasure. They had some time for fun, no sense in rushing. Maybe they could explore a few avenues.

She cooed as Natasha moved onto nibbles, giving her just the right amount of pain to enhance the pleasure. The mention of ‘war’ was almost enough to bring a laugh out of Lola - almost. Instead, it wound up becoming an amused hum. ”You don’t know what that word means.”

She was settling in, preparing for more pleasure, when Natasha had to ruin the moment by actually being competent - such a killjoy. She abruptly flipped them over, took the top spot, and Lola suddenly found herself as the one underneath, being pinned by the redhead.

Needless to say, she was less graceful in this situation than her opponent. Lola immediately went into a thrashing fit beneath the redhead, hissing up at her, speaking through clenched teeth with no small amount of venom. ”Get off me.”

[Nymph]

Natasha had made a big gamble by burying her face in Lola’s breasts a second time, but the redhead was sure about her chances of prying her rival off if she did so. She had already noticed how her rival was quite receptive towards breast licking, no matter how much venom her words spouted, so it looked like a solid but risky strategy for Blaze to follow. It paid off when after some sudden jerk of her hips Natasha managed to swap positions with her Colombian rival and become the one on top as she rode Lola.

Now that the tables were turned, Nat’s thoughts and actions went to secure her position and capitalize. Her first move was to entangle her rival’s legs the same the Colombian had done before and grab her wrists and pin them against the bed, securing the woman’s limbs and reducing Lola’s ability to fight back. This didn’t mean the Colombian was going to happily take it because she thrashed like crazy, but it made keeping her under control easier for Natasha. With her free hand, the redhead would go on with her strategy by pulling down Lola’s bra, revealing her remaining breast. Just then the Colombian would hiss a venomous remark at her, at which Blaze would playfully grin, knowing she had the advantage, and then lean in so her still covered breasts rubbed against Lola’s unprotected ones. Their faces would be so close their lips could graze at each other before Nat would state in a defiant tone and in response to Lola’s remark: “Make me.”

[BlackAkuma]

This bitch.

This smug, fucking bitch

It wasn’t merely the fact that Natasha had gotten the better of her which ticked Lola off, though that was a large part of it. No, what was really grinding her was that look on her face, as if she’d accomplished something cunning with her little play. All she’d done was roll them around, but to her eyes, the redhead seemed confident, in control. Completely unearned.

She had the nerve to pull down Lola’s top and fully expose her pert breast to the air, and then she came down and brought their faces together for her mocking challenge. There was no fear in that voice, no caution in those eyes. This woman had no idea who she was dealing with.

She would fix that.

Natasha dared Lola to make her move, so she accepted the challenge. She reeled back, as far as the soft sheets would allow, then threw her face forward to smack their skulls together, looking to crash noggins with a vicious headbutt.

[Nymph]

It felt good being in control, that was what Natasha was thinking. It was all about to change. All along her previous career in the club wrestling scene Nat had prided herself on knowing really well where the lines were drawn. All her playfulness, her teasing and her defiant tone was just a show, smoke and mirrors in order to make a better spectacle, but in the end the redhead always put her rival’s well-being and even comfort in her mind. Of course not every woman she had faced in the past shared these values, and some were pretty nasty bitches.

Speaking of nasty bitches.

“Aaaaawwww!!!” A sudden and unexpected headbutt made Blaze lose the hold and with it any kind of control over the situation or her anger. Kneeling on the bed, she desperatedly pat her face in search for blood or any signs of her nose being damaged in a serious way. “What’s wrong with you, you bitch?!?!”, she exclaimed obviously breaking character and with deep concern over her state and what that woman was capable of. Nat had heard of wrestlers going too far to get that adrenaline rush of success and she had fought some of those in the past, but Lola had managed to top all those experiences in just seconds. It turned out the big leagues had their downside as well.

[BlackAkuma]

It wasn’t the first time Lola had used a headbutt to get the better of someone who was getting the better of her, but it had been a long while. Long enough that she could be forgiven for forgetting a rather fundamental fact about them.

They were extremely unpleasant. More for the taker than the giver, but not by much.

The impact left Lola reeling on the bed, hissing through her teeth as she rubbed her aching skull, her brain thoroughly rattled. Unpleasant though it was, it had the desired effect of getting Natasha off of her and creating the space she desired. Even better, the redhead seemed truly distressed by the pain, cursing her way as if she expected Lola actually to care about her opinion on the matter. Adorable. She would’ve laughed, if not for the pain.

”Welcome to LAW.” She slid over on the bed, drew her leg in, and shot it towards Natasha’s chest with all the power her legs could muster, hoping to punt her right off the bed and onto the floor.

Where she belonged.

[Nymph]

What a match that had turned out to be. Things had suddenly become way more threatening and dangerous now that Lola had shown her true colors, demonstrating how she isn’t afraid of stepping out of the line and go too far in order to retake control, risking damage or injury towards her rival and herself.

Natasha was caught off-guard by the sudden headbutt and at the moment she couldn’t do much but desperate check her nose in search for any serious damage. It hurt like hell and that was the only thing she could think of, which proved being a mistake because Lola was already devising some twisted plan of payback. “Uuuuungh!!” The Colombian threw one of her thick legs at Natasha’s chest who couldn’t do anything to avoid the hit. Blaze’s arms went to frantically flail in the air as she slowly realized she was falling from the bed. Only thinking of protecting herself from the fall, the redhead impacted against the soft carpeted floor with her lower back and just remained there, sprawled on the floor and just contemplating how awry things had gone.