Steele va allison:Hardcore match

[Ovrlrdalex]

Steele chcukled her body trimble with excitement as she felt a bit wet, the sight of Allison's beautiful body in pain exciting her as she dropped the chair and slowly was on her hands and knees crawling,licking her lips.'Hot body incredible.'Steele said in her mind she was slowly on top of allison,looking down at the brawler with lustful eyes, and locks her hands with Allison's hands trying to pin her down while sporting a flirtatious smirk on her face.

[Hitman45]

That steel chair to the belly got Allison to roll around. Her ankle was already worse for wear and now Steele was going after the region which was still sore and had not completely recovered from the post-match brutality at the hands of her cronies and the ambush at the gym. Each moment the chair stayed rooted in the spot was torment for the raven-haired woman beacuse the previous bruises also started to act up in tandem with the chair shot.""Khh...Kkkh.."Strangles wheezes resonated inside the ring, interspersed with the clamour of the crowd and by the looks of it, Steele was clearly reveling in the sight in front of her, and further cementing her unpredictable nature by snaking up Allison's body to stifle her.

Though by the looks of it, Steele's eyes were more interested in admiring her rather than to continue on punishing. Allison saw the steel chair out of the corner of her eye and subtly coiled her legs around the Russian's waist to twist and turn which would put her back on top, straddling her. The raven-haired woman would still be crippled with pain but this was too good of an opportunity to turn down. Raining down punch after punch on Steele's tattooed belly, Allison would top it off by returning the favour, a Steel Chair to the gut, its edge penetrating deep into her midsection!

[Ovrlrdalex]

Steele's lust got the better the better of her as she gets trapped and around Allison's legs and faking down on her back,she looked down on her own belly as allison rained down belly shots but steele still didn't feel anything.

'Steele likes the said an eye for an eye but this instance a belly for a belly.'she said in her belly


She saw allison grabbing the steele chair and slammed it down on the pale belly while the wind was knocked out of her steele still had her deadpan face on.

[Hitman45]

Allison's belly shots were feeling pretty effetive on her knuckles, but Steele was looking least bit bothered by it,her negilgible feeling of pain really coming to the fore her and masking up an otherwise sureshot symphony of howls. But still, a flash of annoyance crept up her face, which quickly left as it appeared when Steele took a chair to the gut, getting a real reaction out of her, even if she again returned to her default expressions. But Allison was unperturbed this time. She would slam the chair onto her head this time and keep it pressed on it, just enough for her to rise on one leg, with the other in really deep trouble and drop onto the chair with her knee in a Knee-Drop over the chair, pushed over Steele's mug! This would get her knee to sting as well, but she would use the momentum of the drop to roll away to the nearby ropes and nurse her almost shattered ankle...

[Ovrlrdalex]

Steele got her face hit by the chair before allison's knee dropped caused her to feel dazed ,she rolled on her face and was on her hands and knees,she turned to see the beautiful brawler nursing leg while steele checked for any signs of blood on her face which there wasnt.

"Gutsy to risk bad leg to crack commandant Steele's skull,she likes."she said with a hint of respect and amusement, as she slowly tried to get to allsion near the ropes.

[Hitman45]

Allison's knee to the chair rang around the arena, the clang of metal with bone reverberating over the mat,which Steele surely must have felt despite her crazy pain tolerance. Using the momentum of the drop, Allison rolled away to the ropes with a grimace. Now that she had caught a brief moment of reprieve, the ankle began to make itself known again, causing Allison to let out a muted cry. She would balance herself onto her better foot, not daring to put weight on the other, trying to ease onto it with trepidation, before pulling it back and trying again. What she failed to gauge was that Steele was back up onto her feet and was closing down the brawler...

[Ovrlrdalex]

Steele chcukled and slowly backed away and non chalantley gesturing to her to get up and grabbed some weapons from the outside,steele did the same same grabbing two trashcan filled with weapons she took off her vestbshowing someshow some pudgy areas in the mid sections still some muscle around the midsection and the entire body.

Shengrsbbed a kendo stick and handed to allsion and offered her a chance to hit kendo stick right at her belly.

[Hitman45]

As Allison was still nursing her foot, Steele had managed to get up rather easily, despite have taken a chair to the face and apporached her. Expecting the Russian to attack, Allison got her guard up, despite being on a limp, but she didn't do anyhting of the sort. Rather, she would get out of the ring and got a kendo stick before removing her vest to reeval more of her cleavage and midsection. Allison's eyes widened at the sight. She might be a a sadistic evil villain, but she look really good! Strutting back into the ring, Steel woulf throw the stick to the raven-haired woman, gesturing her to hit the midsection again. Seeing her so confident and offering her tattooed midriff to be whacked, Allison didn't need to be told twice, swinging the stick to have a crack at the belly. But she wouldn't be satisfied with one, going for three more strikes, possibly leaveing red impression in the shape of the stick on her midsection...

[Ovrlrdalex]

Steele barely felt the kendo stick shots butbobkybfeeling the force of it while on one knee ,smiling with pride,she dared allsion to hit her again.

[Hitman45]

Allison's strikes seemed to make visible impact, which was not shown on Steele's face but more by her actions as she dropped onto one knee from the repeated strikes. The raven-haired woman's smile widened with each perfect strike, enjoying the collision of the stick with her pale flesh. Red impressions of the stick got etched onto her midsection, mottling it with the colour of the tattoo. But Steele still seemed to want more, this time verbally asking her strike again. Now, Allison was starting to feel uneasy by this blatant refusal to defend herself by the Russian and decide to surprise her. Gripping the stick hard, Allison would take a deep breath and swing it, but this time in a vertical arc unlike the strikes before, where her stick moved horizontally to hit the abdomen. This time, her hit wouldn't be aimed at the midsection, but the chin, the force of which was almost enough to take clean-off! But what Allison was sure about, was that Steele would definitely hit the mat with this blow...