Gisele LeBlanc vs. Rose Gold

[Dubski]

The gorgeously fit blonde had thrown Rose Gold onto her shoulder with little effort at all. Even as Rose pounded on Gisele's toned back, she simply lined herself up to the nearest corner and said, "Little bon bon, you are not going to be picking on me today," declared the fitness star. And then she made a sprint towards the nearest turnbuckle and then utterly smashed Rose into it!

The lighter girl's body practically curved around LeBlanc's supremely fit body as she slumped over she should, head resting on her back. Gisele kept her folded in the corner for a moment before pulling back and pushing Rose back against the corner.

"Tch, tch. I left you breathless so soon? Usually I have to work some girls over more..." said the Powderbuff coyly. She would then line up and take one of her well-toned arms before swiping it forward, attempting to light up Rose Gold's chest with a punishing knife-edge chop, putting all the force of her titanic muscles behind it.

[SuckerPunch]

As Gisele peeled Rose Gold off of her she could see that the small girl had been knocked senseless! The impact of the corner-carry spear had bruised her flat tummy beneath her leotard. The punishment of knocking the wind out of her had disguised the aching her back suffered from the powerful blow! Her perfect golden hair was out of place and her pretty face was screwed in pain.

She opened her mouth to argue back with Gisele but just a rasp came out of those kissably pouty lips. The caustic cutie viewed the world through one eye, the other closed in a semi-permanent wince. It was clear to her that she was losing this contest... Her larger opponent was stronger than her and she was trapped in the corner!

*Crack!*

Gisele's knife edge chop connected with Rose Gold's m9dest bust! "Itaiiii!" She cried out as her sensitive breasts were abused! The blow sent them bouncing within her leotard deliciously! The pain made her head spin. Made it hard to concentrate. She was beginning to panic! Like a cornered animal, she bared her teeth.

When Gisele drew back for another slap, or reached for her, Rose would move! On pure instinct the sinister siren would drop down! Out of sight!

Her lithe form slipping out of the ring, a classic heel move! However, when she did, she'd attempt to drag Gisele's ankles with her! Pulling her feet out from under her and spreading those lovely thighs on either side of the ring post.

"Fuck you!" She coughed as she placed her boot against the ring post. "Bon bon!" And pulled with all of her strength! Attempting to drag Gisele towards her, and bust her cunt against the cruel, steel ring post.

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc's big chop hit hard and the crowd roared their approval as it echoed into the arena. Rose was far less impressed as she cried out in pain. The Powderbuff always knew how to put her strength to good use, and she knew it was a move that Rose Gold would still be feeling in the morning!

She flashed a beautiful smile before rearing back for another chop, only to miss and whiff the air. Her brow furrowed and the fitness model gripped the top ropes as she looked down at Rose, who had managed to slide out to the outside!

"Trying to--Nn!" shouted LeBlanc. She was about to go after Rose when she was yanked by the ankles and fell back in the ring. She heard the insults that Rose made, but before she could recover, she felt herself be yanked crotch-first into the post!

Gisele's lovely eyes burst open as she let out a breathless gasp of pain, her pelvis pulverized against the steel. If there was one part that the fitness model couldn't pile muscle onto, Rose Gold had found it as she was in a seated position, holding her crotch as her mouth was agape. And, after another moment, her eyes closed tight and she let out a moan of pain as she rolled over, her body falling into it's side as she tried to pull herself away from the corner after the vicious cheap move.

[SuckerPunch]

There was something savagely satisfying about destroying a beautiful woman's sex. Rose thought this was doubly true when that woman had been inflicting pain and humiliation upon her. The crowd's "Oooohs" of concern when the woman's most sensitive area kissing the ring post was the most pleasant sound she had heard all night.

"Finally. Sweet silence." She tossed her hair confidently with a roll of her neck as she continued to hold both of Gisele's legs. She was powerful, this Ms. LeBlanc. However, she was now subject to part of her body being isolated in Rose's venomous grasp. Leverage was against her. And so was the searing pain in her pelvis.

"You have such lovely legs!" Complimented the sinister siren as she began to manipulate them. She spread them wide as she kept her boot against the ring post, anchoring poor Gisele to her crotched postion. She gave one more rough tug before dropping one of her legs and gripping the other with both hands. She spun with it in her grasp, a toe hold that forced her knee to bend. Then, in one fluid movement, she extended the other leg and placed it beneath the other as she left the ground! Her legs tangling in Gisele's as she forced her into a painful looking Figure Four Leg-Lock around the ring post!

Figure Four

The maneuver would grind Gisele's cunt against the corner as her legs were torqued and torn apart. The added leverage would make the already infamously devastating hold twice as effective. However, the cruelest part of the manuever... Was that Gisele couldn't tap. It wasn't a legal hold. She was trapped.

"Relax honey. Just lean into it. I'm sure this isn't the first time these legs have been wrapped around a pole." She cackled cruelly as she gripped the woman's boot and arched her back to apply pressure to the figure four!

The referee would run to the side of the ring and warn Rose Gold before shouting "1!"

A 10-count...

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc was in tremendous pain in her crotch, hands moving to hold her damaged pussy as she laid on her side, teeth gritting and her eyes shut tight. And then she felt her legs be grabbed and she would try to kick at Rose Gold, trying to push her away or off of her. Not really able to focus using her strong legs on her target, her efforts were fruitless. Being tugged back against the post, she would then feel her legs be twisted and then a Figure Four Leglock was applied, forcing Gisele to scream out in absolute agony!

The French-Canadian shrieked as Rose Gold was leaning back and Gisele's body shot up against the turnbuckle pads as she reached down, trying to do something to take her legs away or get out of Rose's grasp, but she was able to. With wailing moans of pain, she was beside herself in pain as her legs were being torn apart, the fitness star absolutely beside herself in pain! She began to fight back tears, absolutely not sure what she can do but continue to scream out in pain as she grabbed a hold of her hair and thrashed her back on the mat.

Gisele was helpless as the referee continued to count Rose Gold out while she held onto the wicked hold.

[SuckerPunch]

Rose Gold had locked in the cruel hold! Her hips writhed and humped against Gisele's ankle as her hands gripped her boot to keep it straight. The motion causing the wounded Canadian's cunt to be ground even harder against the ring post. She applied pressure to the ankle that was figure-foured, threatening to snap it over Gisele's own leg. As the referee continued to count Rose out, she looked up to the referee with knowing glee.

"4!"

The sounds of the French-Canadian's screams excited her. Her breasts bounced from the swaying of her hips. Her nipples harded against the fabric of her leotard proudly, like tiny bullets. Gisele could feel her warm wetness against the underside of the leg that it was pressed to. She was getting off on torturing Gisele like the savage sadist she was.

"6!"

It was at this count that Rose relinquished the hold. She had wished she could keep it longer, but the figure-four was not easy to get out of. As it was, she didn't land on the floor until the count of "8!" She'd quickly roll into the ring at the count of "9!" and take a moment to observe her handiwork. She'd look down upon Gisele, bringing a hand to her own breast with a shuddering sigh. "The sounds of your screams were so lovely! You really got me worked up!"

With her other hand she'd drag the pretty fitness model out of the corner by her hair. She'd place a single boot upon her chest. Pinning her. In the act of doing so, her thighs were spread. Her leotard was pulled taut against her pussy. It's outline clear and wet. The hand that wasn't rubbing her breast moved between her own thighs as she ran it in slow circles. She moaned huskily as she stimulated herself, drowning in the ecstasy of beating her foe. She was confident Gisele wouldn't have the strength to go on after the excruciating punishment she'd taken at the hands of that illegal move. Too confident to go for a real pin. And too confident to pay attention to anything but her own sick pleasure.

"1!"

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc continued to scream, back arching as she clawed at the mat, desperate for the pain and agony in her legs to subside. And, in time, her legs were released and almost instantly, The Powderbuff crawled away from the corner, bringing her legs up and holding them, tears in her eyes as she rolled around on the mat, burying her face in it as she whimpered and whined, hiding her face. She had never been in so much pain in a match before, and she feared she may not even be able to stand up to keep fighting after it.

The villainous Rose Gold would then grab her and yank her onto her back by her golden locks, letting out a sharp cry as her opponent did so. She would then place a boot on Gisele's chest in a disrespectful pin, and LeBlanc could see Rose starting to lewdly touch herself as she did so. And Gisele LeBlanc, showing for the first time just how much heart she had, would let the pinfall go to a one count and grab Rose's leg, throwing it off of her as she rolled over onto her front, moaning in pain again as she tried her best not to move her damaged legs at the moment. Gisele was determined not to lose, not after such an illegal hold. She didn't know how she'd come back, but she was not about to be Rose's whipping girl.

[SuckerPunch]

"That's a good girl. Stay down sweetie- Woah!" She cried out as her foot was suddenly cast off of Gisele's chest! She staggered away, catching herself on the ropes to keep from falling into a tangle of her own arms and legs.

"The nerve!" She stomped her foot petulantly and narrowed her eyes. "You want more then? Fine! It's your funeral! I'll tear you apart! Go on! Get up!" She demanded as she pushed herself away from the ropes. A hand came up to fix her hair as she attempted to stifle her anger.

She'd show her! She should have just stayed down and taken her loss. The thought forced Rose Gold's fists to ball up, white knuckled.

[Dubski]

Gisele had managed to fling Rose Gold away with enough force to send her to the ropes, but she was still feeling the suffering from the hold. She would roll over towards the ropes on the other end of the ring, the fitness model not feeling like she should stand already yet. Her legs were in too much agony right now and she only wanted to roll to her end of the ring.

Once by the ropes, the Powderbuff pushed herself up off the ground and then grabbed a hold of the ropes behind her, getting up to her feet with a cry of pain, struggling to put the weight on her severely injured legs. She would glare back at Rose as she began to trash talk her as she kept her hands on the top rope, using it to keep herself upright.

And then she scowled at her foe, showing genuine anger for the first time in a LAW ring, and she spat back at Rose with a retort of her own. "Just try it, bitch." The crowd cheered Gisele's remark as she held onto the ropes, using them to keep the weight off of her legs. And, if Rose came close to her, she was going to throw the most thunderous haymaker she could muster at her smug face.

[SuckerPunch]

Pathetic. That was what this muscle-headed braggart was. She talked a big game. All pomp and circumstance. And now, after one hold, she was limping about and hanging from the ropes. The thought brought a cruel smile to the serpent seductress's lips. Perhaps she should be given a bit more lee-way. It was, after all, one of Rose Gold's holds.

Rose began her approach. It was slow. Methodical. Like a jungle cat hunting it's prey. Gisele was a wounded animal that needed the support of her environment just to maintain a vertical base. Her tongue slid out of her mouth in a slow circle, wetting her lips eagerly.

"Oh. I'm going to do more than try, sweet heart." Something struck a nerve within her. Whether it was the cheering of the crowd, or Gisele's defiance was impossible to tell. She scoffed and brought a hand to her face to push her bangs away. A loss of focus.

Gisele's fist impacted with her cheek in such a way that snapped the smaller blonde's head practically off her shoulders! Her lithe form spun like a dancer before crashing into the canvas, the recipient of the muscular woman's haymaker. A looping hook that was no technique and all power.

Rose Gold lay on the canvas, her hair pooled about her face despite her efforts previously to remove it. Her mouth slack and her tongue hanging out. Her eyes open and light less. It was only the rise and fall of her hips that signified she was breathing at all. As Gisele had been the victim of Rose's cruelty, Rose had been the victim of her own arrogance.