An Improper Introduction: Heather Sunderland vs. Wendy Winston

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The support from her fans was definitely helping her out right now, pushing her through the pain she was feeling from that little exchange outside. She had to shake her head a couple times, Wendy going along with it making her confusion hit her quite a bit. She really couldn't figure this girl out..she was doing quite well in keeping Heather guessing if she was actually a fan of hers or not.

That didn't matter right now though...Heather was in the ring, on her back, vulnerable to whatever Wendy was planning. Her little words of it being 'her turn' sent a bit of a chill down her spine, a visible blush forming on her cheeks as she tried to reach for the ropes to try and --prevent her from getting at her--but she wasn't fast enough to do so at the moment.

She let out a slight little yelp as she pulled at her hair--a little more taken back by the sensation of her hand going straight to her chest..an area that was a bit more sensitive than it would have been before because of her landing right on her chest earlier!

"H-hey--nnh--w--watch where you're grabbing!" She let out, her fluster hitting her a little, a bit of a moan coming from her mouth as the sensation of her fingers digging into her breast sent a bit of a jolt through her body. "Kgh..You---wah!?" Her eyes widened, flailing a little asshe was lift upside down and slammed right into the mat with quite the velocity!

That impact of the snap suplex almost made her head spin, her body jerking roughly from the impact, shaking her head just a little from the whole thing. This..wasn't looking good for her at the moment.

[BlackAkuma]

Wendy let out a deep, throaty chuckle at Heather’s protests. The girl came out here half-dressed like a stripper, she shouldn’t be surprised when someone decided to take a sample. ”Oh, I’m watching, all right!” She gripped even harder as she hoisted Heather up. ”You got a great pair on you!”

Most of the time, Wendy liked to go for regular suplexes on her opponents, not digging into the fancier variations, but Heather was light enough for her to pull off something wild, and the results spoke for themselves. She sat up after the crash and looked back at her fallen foe, nodding at the handiwork. Irritating as it had been to start off, clipping those wings was satisfying, and she’d only just begun.

”Excuse me…” She pushed up to her knees and slid back, moving over Heather’s fallen body. As she did, she made sure to rub against her, letting her ass slide along her face, her chest, all the way down to her lap, before she laid down and draped her body over the smaller woman like a blanket.

Now that they were face to face, her smile widened into a devilish grin and she pressed her forehead against Heather’s, making sure her hot breath blew into her with every word. ”Having fun, hun?” She smacked her lips. "I know I am."

She reached down, grabbed one of Heather’s legs, and pulled her up for a pin. There was no way in hell it would work, but that wasn’t the point. She wasn’t looking to win, just to get in her opponent’s head, psyche her out a bit, really let her situation sink in.

The referee responded, dropped down and started the count. “One!”

[TiefBlau]

Heather was made to blush even more when it was made clear that Wendy had been groping her clearly on purpose..and the girl even adding onto it a little before she had dropped her with that suplex. If she was fine with that kind of thing...that could cause a good amount of trouble for Heather who's always been known to be not the best when it came to more sensual maneuvers.

She shook her head a little as she was lying on her back, this being the setback to facing people in the higher weight class than she was. She wasn't a lightweight, but compared to the heavyweights, Heather was quite easy to throw around, as evidenced by how much impact and momentum Wendy was able to put into that snap suplex.

A loud groan comes from Heather's mouth as the girl started sliding back like t hat--the feeling of her wide hips rubbing all over her face--and down the rest of her body--it made her blush like crazy, letting out little muffled whines and whimpers into the girl as her mouth was shortly covered.

"Mnghaah--haah--Ghu..I-I'm..it's fine.." She let out, shaking it off as much as she could, her hot breathing flustering her even more before she was being pulled into quite the lewd looking pin, making her face burn up quite the deep shade of red.

"1! .. 2!"

Heather took the extra second before kicking her leg out, thrusting her shoulder up and her arm to break free from the pinfall, groaning out loudly as she did so.

[BlackAkuma]

It had been way, way too long since Wendy had the chance to rub against another woman like this. In the months since her last match before coming to LAW, she’d done her best to scratch the itch by going to clubs and dancing, spending some time at the handful of half-decent strip clubs she could find in Japan. But there was only so much she could get away with in public. She had to play nice. Couldn't just take what she wanted.

In the ring, things were different. She savored every little touch of her body against Heather’s, biting her lips hard to keep her own moans from coming out. If the blushing was anything to go by, she wasn’t the only one enjoying herself, either - it might have been a natural response, but the little punkette wasn’t fighting it all that hard, at least not from where Wendy was standing.

That gave her an idea, but it would have to wait a little while until she tried it. Later, later.

She was all about the pin right now, leaning in hard and making Heather work to buck out of it. Which, of course, she did - and, in the process, her lips ran into Wendy’s for a short kiss. ”Whoops!” Wendy, who had totally not put her face in the exact spot to make that happen, chirped. ”God, Heather, you sure are fast! We just met, damn…”

After pouring on the sweetness with a giggle that had no business coming from a body her size, she sat, grabbed Heather’s head, and proceeded to rise with her in tight grasp, forcing her opponent to stand along with her. As soon as they were both straight, she released her opponent’s head, but that relief wasn’t going to last long.

”Chest feeling better?” She threw out the quick question, before she reeled back and let fly with viscous knife edge chop to the area in question, putting her weight behind the blow in an attempt to knock Heather towards the corner.

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Heather felt those lips brush against hers as she moved--her eyes widened as that little kiss was shared between the two, causing her heart to skip a beat at that little brief sensation of softness and warmth. It almost made her entirely freeze up, feeling like she had been the one to accidentally initiate that, not even thinking that Wendy had positioned herself intentionally in a position where Heather would make that happen.

"H-hah?! N-no no I--I was just--I-it was an accident!" She tried to wave off the whole thing, speaking through her bit of daze as her face was just burning up quite a bit. The idea of her being the one to initiate that, it flustered her like crazy, not wanting to come off as some kind of perverted wrestler trying to just--sneak those things in or anything---As lovely as Wendy was in her looks and such---

The words and her giggle distracted Heather quite a bit, letting her grip at her head like that, pulling and forcing her to her feet. She stumbles just a little on her feet, t rying to catch her bearings before she heard that little question. Before she could fully react, she felt that hard knife edge chop collide with her chest, making her breasts bounce roughly with the impact.

She took a sharp breath through her teeth at that sharp, stinging pain, making her double over a little. If the pain wasn't there still before, it was right back fully now--stumbling all the way into the corner as she rubbed at her chest. "O-oww..nngh..H-hang on..o-one second.." tried to plead with her a little, needing just a few seconds!

[BlackAkuma]

It was taking all of Wendy’s experience with this sort of thing not to burst out laughing at Heather’s response to the kiss. The violet vixen wasn’t an idiot, she would probably be smart enough to figure all of this out if she was watching from the outside, but being on the receiving end must’ve been flustering her something awful. This wasn’t the first time she’d gotten this kind of reaction, but it was the first time it happened with someone so far up the totem pole, and so sexy on top.

God, all the fun they could have. Should’ve lobbied to make this a POW match, would’ve loved to have Heather over for a night.

But whatever, ten or so minute would satisfy her appetite for tonight, especially when she was this much in control of things. She whipped out one of her best knife edge chops and landed it clean, putting Heather right where she wanted and giving her a heaping helping of pain on top. Wendy knew from experience how much a good shot to the tits could take the wind out of you, and it was almost enough to make her wince, as the chop’s sound resonated all around them.

”That bad, huh?” With Heather in the corner and still reeling, she reached out and grabbed her opponent by the wrist, getting a tight grip with both hands. As good as things were going, she knew they would only last so long as she could keep the pressure up and force her opponent to move. She knew just how to make that happen.

She took a step back, twisted around hard, and sent Heather dashing across the ring with an Irish Whip, creating some distance between, distance that she would fill fast. She dipped down and broke into a full run when Heather hit the pads, charging towards her with arms wide open, looking to crash into her with a body avalanche and give her the perfect view of her chest.

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Heather was--notoriously--terrible in the ring when it came to approaches like that. Lewd, sensual stuff--it just wasn't her expertise at all, as much as she might flirt and such outside of the ring. Her easy fluster has been quite the curse for her throughout her career that she's been desperately trying to adapt to and change. She's been getting better, but she was still nowhere near where she'd like to be with it.

She had to put those thoughts out of her mind as quickly as she could--as the actual issue..Wendy's chop right at her chest..was alot more to worry about. She took a sharp breath in and out through her teeth, enduring and recovering herself as quickly as she could, nodding her head a couple times. She could only let out a little flustered laugh at Wendy's little teasing question--before she felt her grip at her wrist.

"Kh..A-ask me that and then still keep it up even so--" She spoke under her breath, grumbling just slightly before she was pulled along like that, yanked right from the corner.

Her eyes widened as she was tossed into the ropes, trying to stop herself--but it didn't happen. She bounced off the other side of the ring, heading straight back towards Wendy--her vision covered by that large chest heading straight in towards her! At the last second, she ducked down, using the momentum that Wendy made her build as she held her arm out. She tried to just ram her shoulder into her gut, wanting to drive her down onto her back with a spear!

[BlackAkuma]

”Off you go!”

This was fun. This was really fun.

Wendy was no stranger to beatdown, but she had to say, there was something a little special about whipping Heather’s fine ass around the ring. The woman had a bit more heft than a lot of the girl’s Wendy used as chew toys, wasn’t like those skinny little idol bitches she tore apart. Not that those couldn't be fun, but they were appetizers. This woman was closer to a full meal, with a body that looked like it could do some decent smothering itself. Wendy wasn’t about to give her the chance, but she could acknowledge the potential.

It all just drove her that much harder, put some extra pep in her step as she chased after Heather from the whip. Once she got her down again, she could start working her over slower, move on the good stuff. The only hard thing was figuring out where to start. She wanted another kiss, but should she save that for later, use it to tie a bow on things? Start off with a breast smother or go straight to the facesitting? Reverse or forward?

Decisions, decisions!

She was close to drooling with anticipation as she came charging at Heather, only to have all her hopes cruelly dashed in an instant when her opponent had the nerve to fight back. Wendy had never been speared before - most of her opponents were too small to pull off a decent one. Heather didn’t have that problem, as she had more than enough weight in momentum to make the move work, crashing hard into Wendy’s stomach and bringing her down with a deafening impact.

She rolled over the instant she fell, clutching her stomach and gasping hard. The move would’ve sucked regardless, but the fact that she had a) been charging into it and b) not been expecting it made it hurt so much worse than it otherwise would’ve. ”Guuuuuuuh. Damn it, damn it!”

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Heather knew how much trouble she was in..if Wendy got her down fully onto her back..Heather wasn't sure how long she could last. The whole thing about taking on Heavyweights for her was using her finesse to get them down, she just was grateful that her body size made it so she wasn't at THAT huge a disadvantage with the whole weight thing. She felt bad for the lightweights that tried to do the things she did for sure!

She pushed all she had in fighting back against Wendy, interrupting the lovely time the girl was having with that little desperation hit she did with the spear. She rammed full and hard right into her, her shoulder digging into the girl's gut, their momentum almost causing Heather to get hurt just as bad with that impact at her shoulder.

Taking a deep breath in and out, she sat up, rubbing at her shoulder and rotating her arm a little, looking up and down at the girl who was gasping for air. This was her chance--she needed to take it to her right away. Heather was known for her high-flying for sure--but working out the places she did for her moveset led to her being quite strong in another spot as well.

She slid over to Wendy's head, going to grip at the girl's hair and pull her forward just a little, planting herself firmly down onto her butt. "Think maybe you should take a bit of time for a break, you know? Just relax a little" She let out before pulling her head up just a bit. She tried to slide both her legs in, attempting to wrap her thighs around her head to squeeze at her tightly, aiming to lock her in a firm headscissor hold!

[BlackAkuma]

And now Wendy was on the canvas. Again.

She supposed it was kind of inevitable - even she wasn’t so high on herself to think Heather would never get in any more offense, that it would be smooth sailing for the rest of the match. But damn, she hadn't expected it to come at her like that, drilling her with that kind of impact. It felt like she’d been walloped with a sledgehammer, making her abdominals seize up and churning up her innards.

As much as it sucked, though, she knew she had to move. Heather would be going on a flippy rampage again, and the last thing she wanted to be was a moving target. She just had to get up, move around, and-

”Huh? She had a surprised yelp as her hair was gripped and she was pulled forward, brought in between Heather’s waiting legs. Her eyes widened, confused, until those thighs clamped around her skull and the pressure poured in, trapping her in a tight scissorhold.

”Ow…owowowowow!”[/coor] She gritted her teeth and writhed about in the hold, reaching out for the ropes but finding them too far away. No shock, but all that leaping around meant that her opponent had a good pair of legs to work with, and Wendy all but confirmed that when she began pulling at them in a vain attempt to get free.