Danielle Degardin vs. Alba Garcia - Bra and Panties Match

[CaptainL]

Dani had plans to start this match off strong with a stern warning to her foe, but Alba proved to be quick when she needed to be, getting out of the way just in time. Missing her target, Danielle stomped her foot down hard on the mat - and as someone who usually wrestled in socks to avoid damaging her heels worth a small fortune each, she was the one to bear the brunt of the collision. Her face twisted into a grimace as her body tensed, letting out a groan before she turned to look back up at Alba with angry eyes.

However, hurt foot or no, Danielle still knew Alba was out of her element - her naivete was proof enough of that. She smirked as she heard the dancer's comment, starting to rise back up to her full height. "Oh, really? Could I have?" she said. "My, what do you know. It's almost as if we're trying to fight each other or something. Or, perhaps more accurately...that I'm clearing the trash out of the ring!"

The redhead stalked towards Alba as the Spanish girl braced herself against the ropes, still trying to warn Danielle off her path. And of course, her protests fell on deaf ears. Alba would almost be adorable, if crushing her wasn't going to be so fun. "And tell me," she continued, "Why would I take orders from some low-rate brat wasting her time in a profession she never had any chance in? Compared to my glorious self, I, who achieve most marvelous results in whatever I set my sights upon? Ah, but I suppose it's all the same. You wouldn't find work anywhere, would you? Nobody wants a disgusting little cretin around. I certainly don't!" To punctuate her speech, Dani pulled back a fist, going to throw a punch into Alba's face!

[Dubski]

Alba looked even more down when Danielle pointed out they're in a fight. She was nothing like a fighter and just didn't have that instinct in her. And when Danielle had gotten closer to her, she cringed, looking noticeably afraid of the French girl. And then she began to tear her down. She said she was wasting her time with wrestling, a fear she had totally when stepping into this ring. The words stung and hit hard, especially when Danielle said it with such confidence. The Spanish girl's lip trembled. She probably could've started crying right there, especially after calling her a disgusting cretin. She truly had worries that this was all a waste of time and she had made a horrible mistake trying to become a wrestler. And then Danielle threw her punch. Being so distracted and down from the insults weighing heavy on her mind, Garcia didn't even think to defend herself.

The punch landed dead on and hit Alba in the cheek. She immediately fell over, grabbing on the middle rope as she went down and then holding her hurt cheek with a hand, whimpering loudly. She sniffled and looked up at Danielle, looking so utterly hurt by her words and her strike. "Please stop..." said Alba, sitting on her behind with her arm now slung over the middle rope, as she looked up pitifully at her opponent. She just wanted Dani to stop. It wasn't clear if it was the insults, the physicality, or both, she just wanted something to end for her. The dancer curled up her legs a bit defensively as she cowered against the ropes, not sure what she could possibly due but hope for mercy.

[CaptainL]

Dani could feel the fear and shame radiating off of Alba as she grew nearer, and it was practically music to her ears. She loved putting down potential rivals to her glorious name, showing them all the little ways they would never match up to her in a million years. In the modelling world, of course, this was easy enough - but in wrestling, it was another story, as here Danielle's image wouldn't be damaged by getting into physical altercations with her foes. Which did happen, of course, but here she wouldn't need to cover it up with bribery or blackmail.

The only problem came when she had to be faced with opponents superior to her own skills - but that clearly wasn't the case here.

Before Danielle threw the punch, she stopped for a moment to savor in Alba's misery, watching her on the verge of tears, and the grin spread even further across her face. But only for a few seconds, as she had bigger things to do here, and so she slung her fist, causing Alba to collapse against the ropes. Not putting up any resistance against Danielle, she was perfectly at her mercy.

She could easily end this here, but to do so would be to end her fun prematurely. And what was the point in that? Danielle wanted to take some more time to enjoy playing with her opponent, and she would deprive her of her request. Snickering, she reached down and grabbed a hold of Alba by her hair, taking a fistful in between her fingers and using the grip as a handhold to haul her away from the ropes, dragging her back towards the center of the ring. "Ah, but I'm having so much fun..."

[Dubski]

Sadly for Alba Garcia, Danielle didn't seem to want to back down at all as she cruelly watched her and seemed to take great amusement at her pitiful form right now. Alba was then grabbed by the hair and taunted further, making the Spanish girl yell out, "Ayiiie!" And then she in a panic said, "Please, please..."

Alba then started to try pushing Danielle away from her before she was being drug into the center of the ring. The dancer was on her hands and knees, crawling to keep up with Danielle's pace, further adding onto the humiliation she felt. She pouted and grit her teeth, trying to bite back the tears and having to beg for mercy still. She was on her hands and knees in front of her opponent, and she sat up on her knees, grabbing at Danielle's hand to weakly try to break her grip so she could escape from her or do anything to stop whatever she had planned. Unfortunately, all she could think of doing was getting away, showing her utter lack of knowledge and failing to think of a way to strike back.

[CaptainL]

Unfortunately for Alba, her cries of pain weren't doing much to slow Dani down, and only served to cause her to laugh even louder. This was rich, she thought! It was just like old times, watching one of the girls who dared try to surpass her in fame and power on her knees and begging for her not to ruin her chances of going anywhere. The redhead had had some difficulties in getting back into the swing of things in her new career - but this was a duly welcomed return to form for her.

The two of them began to make their way back to the ring's center, more voluntarily in Danielle's case than Alba's. The ex-model was right about to throw Alba down so that she could exert further punishment, but suddenly, Alba did something Danielle would never have expected. She fought back - or at least tried to, sitting up and grasping for her hand. It wasn't enough to disentangle her, but it was a rather endearing effort, Danielle thought. Pity it would have to be crushed.

"Going somewhere?" she teased, making light of Alba's desperate attempts to get loose. While the Spaniard held her wrist, Dani would only put on more pressure, wrapping her fingers tighter around her hair and giving a sharp tug upwards to control her head. If this went as planned, she would follow it by throwing her knee up to strike for Alba's jaw!

[Dubski]

Alba whined as the pain in her scalp started to increase and she more frantically tried to rip away Danielle's fingers off of it. Then, she let out a louder yell when Danielle gripped harder and yanked her head back. At that point, Garcia put both of her hands to her head, trying desperately to pry herself free, but it left her completely open to get crushed in the jaw by the knee strike!

Alba's teeth rattled from the hit and her arms dropped almost instantly as she went limp in Dani's grasp, being held up only by her hair as her mind wandered as she was utterly stunned from the hit, her hands eventually moving to vainly try to reach and grab for anything in front of her until she found Dani's one leg and letting out small whimpers as she feebly held onto it, her mind still reeling from the strike. If Alba had her wits about her right now, she would likely be bawling from the hit and her situation.

[CaptainL]

The scream from Alba was good enough, causing the grin to grow even wider across Dani's face as she let out a laugh, tossing her head back with glee. But landing a knee on her jaw and sending her reeling was even better. Yes, Alba was putty in her hands - and she was going to see how much she would take before she was crushed.

Feeling Alba's hand drop from her wrist, Danielle let go of the girl's hair, having no use for such a handhold any more. She would let her head drop, but now found the dancer clinging to her leg for support as she desperately tried to hang on. Her grip was weak, certainly - but Danielle wanted more than that, she wanted Alba out. And this wouldn't do. Stomping one foot on the ground just to announce her intent, she then shook the leg Alba was clinging to in the hopes of dislodging her, which probably wouldn't be that hard. "Oh no you don't! Get your filthy hands off of me!" she said with a snort.

[Dubski]

Using Danielle's leg as her only support after her hair was released, Alba let out a whimper before she was shook off rather easily. Alba let out a soft whine as she fell to her side before finally putting a hand to her hurting jaw, nearly on the verge of tears again now that she had managed to get her mind straight. Her lip trembled as she looked up as Degardin and she didn't seem to know what to do. So she did the only thing she could do: flee.

Garcia rolled over away from Danielle and then started to crawl at a moderate pace, just trying to get over to the nearest corner to get away from her sinister opponent. She didn't know what Dani had in mind for her, but she knew the French girl was planning to prolong it as much as she could. She needed to figure out some way to fight back, or escape, or anything. Or else Alba's fears would easily come true for her.

[CaptainL]

With Alba's grip easily tested, it wouldn't be hard for Danielle to get the insolent little brat off of her. She seemed quite a bit happier once she did - even if Alba might not have been a very difficult opponent to best, Dani found just being in the presence of such peasantry demeaning. Nevertheless, once she had freed herself, a smirk came over her face. She had plans for Alba.

But the dancer, to her credit, was making a valiant effort to avert her fate, even if it wasn't really going to do much. She doubled back into a corner; while Danielle wasn't sure she would be ready to make an escape so soon after taking the blow to the jaw, the change in plans didn't seem to bother her, as all she did was stalk confidently towards Alba. Hopefully, the Spanish girl's would-be escape would prove to be her doom, as Danielle tried to box her in the corner.

"What's the matter, chere?" she said. "Shy? Pssht, it's not as if your getup right now conceals much more."

[Dubski]

Alba eventually made it to the corner and started to use the ropes to help herself back to her feet. She wasn't in ant sort of shape to face off against Danielle, especially right now, but then she immediately looked terrified when she turned away from the corner and found herself trapped against the corner by her redhead opponent's presence. Looking fearful, she shook her head a bit. "...Wh-what do you mean? I'm shy, but not... about the outfit..." She slumped in the corner a bit, making herself even smaller in comparison to her opponent. She normally was not shy about showing off her body, but she found the humiliation of being stripped to her underwear as more scary than people seeing her in it.

"Just... Back away and let me out of the corner," said Garcia. The words were a very poor attempt to sound brave enough to tell Dani what to do, but sad enough to sound like a plea. She thought if she could get any sort of distance, maybe she could try to do something. And the fear of her French tormentor being so close and able to do anything to her was rather horrifying to the dancer.