Gisele LeBlanc vs. Rose Gold

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc's thunderous punch hit Rose hard, and as Gisele watched her go loopy and hit the mat, she continued to have quite an angry look on her face. "You're not the only one who knows how to hurt people," said the French-Canadian darkly. She stepped towards the prone Rose Gold and then reached down, grabbing a handful of her opponent's hair and her tights down by her upturned and cute ass, making sure to tug them up and give her an unfortunate wedgie. "You liked the turnbuckle. Let's see you kiss it, la chienne."

The determined anger on Gisele's face was very evident, which was a rarity for her. And now that she had the advantage, she was prepared to use all of the brute strength in her arsenal to make Rose Gold pay for her nasty maneuvers. The Powderbuff would then attempt to hoist Rose Gold by her hair and tights and then with little effort attempt to run Rose to the nearest turnbuckle with the aim to torpedo her head straight into the steel pole of the turnbuckle!

[SuckerPunch]

Rose Gold had been knocked silly. An expression that was more often seen in her matches after having cruelly molested her foe. Her nubile body was motionless and unresponsive to Gisele's taunts. That was, until the woman grasped her leotard. The thin material was pulled taut against her young body. It found it's way between her perfectly toned backside and bit into her sweet little flower. "Ahn!" She cried out as she felt her body weight supported the searing pain in her pussy as the fabric that once hid her modesty now slid between her lower lips, spreading and presenting them.

One eye stayed closed and her mouth hung open in a pant. Her golden blonde hair was a mess, strands sticking this way and that... Not to mention the amount of it that was balled in Gisele's fist. "W-wait!" She rasped, her voice cut off by the agony she could feel from the wedgie. Gisele didn't wait. She launched her forward. The Brutal Blonde's shoulder connected with the turnbuckle pad. And the top of her head clanged off the steel post of the turnbuckle.

"HAH!" She cried out, her world going white. She fell to her knees in the corner. Slumped over the second turnbuckle. Her lower body on display as her leotard had become more like a g-string.

[Dubski]

With her very strong heave into the turnbuckle, she saw Rose Gold fall to her knees. She had asked for her to stop before she threw her into it, but it fell on deaf ears. Gisele LeBlanc wasn't about to give her mercy right now. She winced from the exertion on her aching legs still, taking a moment as her opponent seemed completely prone. She let out a huff of anger, glaring down at Rose Gold. The normally chipper fitness model looked downright scary now as she wiped hair from her head, stuck to her face with perspiration.

Gisele would tug Rose out of the corner by her hair again and then said, "This is a good look for you." A rather cruel remark, having briefly posed with Rose slumped over with her singlet tugged in a very embarrassing wedgie on both end. The Powderbuff would then grab the top of her more petite opponent's singlet and lift her into the air up and over her head, hand on her chest and her stomach, holding her high in the Flex On Em Gorilla Press. And after much shorter than she was used to parading around her opponent, she would then attempt to toss her up and step forward with the express hope that she would crash front-first onto the mat!

[SuckerPunch]

The world swam. Everything was teetering left and right and her ears rang incessantly. Rose Gold's eyes gazed unfocused at the canvas. Her tiny body unmoving entirely save for the subtle rise and fall of her breathing. As Gisele yanked her out of the corner by her hair she only offered a moan in protest. Her mouth hung open and a bit of drool ran out of the corner of her lips.

Another yank on her attire brought a piteous cry from the Siren's lips. Her ass was almost fully exposed. And the front of her attire had become a high-leg leotard. It was clear that the lovely young woman had meticulous grooming habits, as her smooth petals were all but exposed. They were plump, inviting, and blushed a gentle pale pink.

Rose Gold's eyes began to flutter as her consciousness returned. "Ugh..." She whimpered, shaking her head in dismay and slow realization of where she was. The crowd's roars hit her like a tidal wave. The world really was swimming... But this time it was because she was being paraded around the ring, lifted high above the head of her much stronger opponent!

By the time she thought to say something, she found herself tossed aloft! Gisele stepped out from under her, and Rose Gold came crashing down to the earth! Her hands had gotten in front of her face, protecting her good looks. Her breasts taking the brunt of the fall, pancaking against the mat painfully! But that meant the rest of her body went unprotected. She landed with a meaty thud! Immediately, she rolled over clutching her breasts in agony! She kicked her feet on the mat and coughed as she rolled back and forth. The air had been knocked out of her and she knit her eyes tightly to keep from tearing up.

This night was turning into quite the beating!

[Dubski]

Gisele held up Rose Gold above her head in a press, garnering a loud cheer from the crowd at her show of strength. And just as Rose got her bearings back, the Powderbuff had popped her up and stepped forward--more of a stumble forward--as she held her leg with Rose falling behind her, crashing to the mat! LeBlanc hardened her gaze, sucking in a deep breathe to fight the pain in her legs before she would glance back at Rose, who was currently writhing on the mat in pain. The French-Canadian would then reach down, grabbing her by her short hair and then slowly bring her back up to her feet. "I think you've had enough," said LeBlanc, giving Rose Gold a determined glare.

Then Gisele LeBlanc would pick Rose up and onto her shoulders in a torture rack position, not applying pressure yet, but instead just holding her aloft. The steel post assisted figure four had done its damage, and normally she would parade Rose around, but she worried she wouldn't have that strength, which made the second part of the maneuver even more worrisome for her. Still, Gisele knew she had to do it. Holding Rose Gold tight, she dropped down onto her knees, completing The Perfect Bend. Letting out an audible gasp of pain, she winced as she landed, Rose sitting on top of her shoulders as she bent her in the kneeling torture rack. The pain in her knees was agonizing, but she knew she had to hold out to secure the win. All Gisele had to do was keep it locked in and victory would be hers.

[SuckerPunch]

Rose was like a ragdoll for the former fitness model. As she was drawn to her feet the differences in their physiques was clear. Rose Gold was slim and pretty. Her skin was smooth and porcelain and her curves were soft and feminine. Even while she was out on her feet she looked sweet, innocent, and girlish. By contrast, Gisele's body was cut from stone. Muscles defined her flesh and every curve was hardened by them. Her sharp features made her look more mature than Rose Gold, but not older, necessarily.

A moment later, Rose Gold's girlish body was held aloft atop Gisele's shoulders. Her nubile form bent into a C and showcased for the fans. Her nipples knit tightly from the adrenaline were proudly pressing against the fabric of her leotard. Her perfect pussy was practically exposed, as her thighs were splayed open atop her dominator's shoulders.

"W-wait! I'm sorry!" She pleaded again, clearly not taking her beating with any sort of dignity. The match was all but over. Concussed, breathless, and now displayed like a trophy. Rose Gold was prey and all Gisele needed to do was loose the arrow.

She dropped to her knees, the sudden change in levels causing Rose Gold's lovely body to bend further than the human body should! Her hips thrust upwards as her legs and neck were pulled down in an excruciating curve! "AAAAH!" She screamed as her eyes filled with tears! Her hands grasped at Gisele's, panicked and flailing as she kicked her feet and moaned in suffering.

Gisele had been here many times before. A shamed, nearly exposed woman being bent over her powerful shoulders. The tap would come any moment. The bell would ring and she'd collect her paycheck and the pride of another woman. Was there none who even posed a threat?

Rose Gold struggled and whimpered and gasped. Her lovely body trembling and quivering in agony...Yet... The tap didn't come.

[Dubski]

Gisele dropped down and applied the Perfect Bend as best as she could! The Powderbuff made sure to stretch the more lithe form of Rose Gold over her shoulders as well as she could. The muscles in Gisele's arms bulged as she tried to practically bend her opponent in half, trying to get a submission from the girl. She had ended every one of her matches with this move, and she grit her teeth, fighting off the own pain in her knees, having the carry the weight of Rose as well.

She winced as she kept stretching her opponent and shouted, "Tap! It's over!" In actuality, Gisele was becoming increasingly more concerned, her grip which was normally tight and impossible to break free from was being slowly worked over from Rose's thrashing and her grip on her hands. Gisele LeBlanc was struggling to keep the same amount of force to keep the hold locked in as usual because her legs had hurt so much from the relentless post-assisted figure four earlier in the match.

She was almost praying that at this point, Rose Gold would just give it up and tap. After all, it was the way she finished off everyone, and surely it would finish off Rose Gold, who seemed more than ready to be put away.

[SuckerPunch]

Rose Gold's body was torqued in a way that brought the ref girl to the side of the woman. Her eyes were rolling around in her head and her mouth was strained wide as possible, as if she couldn't fit all of the terrible cries out. Her lovely young body was being destroyed and the ref looked ready to call the match... Perhaps afraid that Rose was too out of it to tap on her own.

"Give!? Give?! Give?!" Asked the ref girl empathetically. It was clear that she was both asking, and urging.

"I-" Rose sobbed, the ref girl's attention drawn to her pouty pink lips. One of her hands balling up at her sides, ready to throw the signal to the time keeper to ring the bell.

Rose Gold's hands fell away from Gisele's grip and the look in her own eyes was desperate and pleading. Even as one of those hands brought nails across Gisele's undefended face! Raking the eyes of the stronger opponent as she gave a final buck! If Gisele reacted to the sudden burning in her eyes she would find herself free. And if she didn't... Then Rose would find herself truly trapped, with Gisele more incentivized than ever to try to end the woman's career.

"I would rather DIE!"

[Dubski]

Gisele kept Rose Gold over her shoulders, trying to torque the girl. The pain in her legs was becoming increasingly unbearable... but she toughed it out to try to force a tap from her less muscular opponent, letting out shouts of pain and exertion as she even whimpered, trying her best to get her opponent to give in. The fitness star was so close to forcing the vicious Rose to a submission once and for all, to get revenge for her nasty maneuver with the ring post. The crowd was getting worked into a frenzy, just waiting for Rose to submit so they could cheer her lose uproariously!

And as Gisele LeBlanc heard the referee trying to get Rose to finally submit, the muscles and tendons nearly bulging from Gisele's tiny, muscular frame to make it happen... she suddenly felt a horrible sensation. Letting out a shriek of pain, her eyes were being raked. Almost instantaneously, the Powderbuff dropped the cheating wrestler off of her shoulders behind her and fell onto the mat, gripping her eyes.

She kicked her legs, briefly, only to stop when the pain from them was equally agonizing. And she whimpered out in pain, her body writhing on the mat as she held her eyes, repeatedly checking for her sight, only to close her eyes again, fighting the urge to sob from the pain, not burning with her eyes along with the damage to her legs. Almost curling up, Gisele continued to baby her hurting eyes, leaving time for her opponent to recover and leaving her absolutely vulnerable at the moment, unable to even consider getting into the match, and trying to fight back to mild panic in knowing that her finishing maneuver, the way she put out every girl she's come across, actually failed to put away her petite, menacing opponent.

[SuckerPunch]

Rose Gold fell to the floor in a heap. Her vile maneuver had hit home and had left her opponent in the depths of suffering. Rose gasped as she bounced off the mat, her hands clutching her back as she screamed silently. That meathead had really done a number on her beautiful body. A less flexible wrestler would have tapped half way through what Rose had just suffered... Perhaps she had her jiu-jujitsu background to thank for her perseverance.

She rose, eyes narrowed in equal parts pain and contempt. "Oh grow up you baby!" She screamed as she stalked towards her prey. Gisele was in no condition to fight back at the moment... And that was exactly what Rose wanted. Because in truth, neither was Rose. Should the eye rake have been less effective, Rose Gold would have been little more than a sandbag. A training dummy at best, and a victim at worst.

Needing some more time to recover before being able to execute anything particularly flashy, Rose instead stalked towards the legs of her foe. "I'll give you something to cry about!" She declared as she drove the heel of one of her boots, spear-like, into Gisele's wounded knee!