Standard Match
Victory by Pinfall, Submission, KO or Count Out
Ossi waited backstage, a bored expression on her face as she waited for the signal to enter, clad in her usual ring attire of green-gold cropped top, briefs and matching gloves and boots. She was a little annoyed to have to waste her time with this next match, having taken a cursory glance at her opponent. The woman was considerably older than her, clearly past her prime. She had no business entangling with an heiress of Ossi's youth and standing. But it seemed she would have to make that abundantly clear in the ring. Appearance
Her music, Fierce Pop Starlet, sounded, and she strutted out onto the entrance ramp, one hand on her waist while the other hung loose by her side. She cast her imperious gaze of the slavering fans of LAW as she moved, making her way down into the ring.
Sliding under the bottom rope, she climbed languidly to her feet, circling the ring slowly before settling into her corner, casting a disdainful glance back towards the ramp as she waited for this Mina Takemi to join her in the ring for what would hopefully be a short match. She had better things to do.
Dr. Mina Takemi's career was really taking off! She'd competed in a number of contests with varying results. However, one thing had been consistant, they'd all been bangers! Dr. Takemi was developing a reputation as a workhorse. But tonight she'd be acting as a Gatekeeper as she faced off against an arrogant heiress eager to break into the mid-card.
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Amy Winehouse, Teach Me Tonight
Dr. Takemi's entrance hit! The arena was shrouded in green light. She stepped out onto the stage, bathed in the hue of envy. She drew in a breath, looked down, and crossed her arms under her breasts. Hugging herself and drinking in the moment. And then. Both arms exploded out and upwards in triumph as she greeted the LAW audience! Her eruption promising the audience a dynamic show!
The mature woman walked down the ramp all smiles. She sashayed towards the ring in her new attire. A green one piece that highlighted her best assets. The leotard was painted on; it hugged the swell of her breasts and barely covered her thick backside. It was cut in the classic 80's style, an homage to her roots, with some modern embelishment. Pulling everything tight and making The Ring Therapist look every bit as sexy as she was powerful.
Once inside the ring she'd lift her palms to the bottom of her bobbed hair and plump it up before placing one foot on the bottom turnbuckle and bending over slightly. She looked over her shoulder at her opponent with a coy smile. The pose offered the crowd a full view of the side of her heavy breasts. But more importantly, it flashed the full length of her leg. From her ankles, all the way up to her pale thighs, to the fullness of her curvaceous, plush butt. Spoiler
Once inside the ring she moved to the center where she'd await Ossi's approach. The young woman looked unimpressed. "If you don't want to be here, than hurry over so I can put you out. I'm sure you have plenty more important women to be humiliated by." Mina stated dismissively with a wave of her hand. The Ossi was young and brash.
And just Mina's type.
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Ossi watched, unimpressed, as her next opponent made her way down to the ring in a leisurely manner. This was the old fool then. She was all curves and smiles, clad in a body hugging green leotard to accentuate those lines; all substance with no skill to back it up, no doubt. Ossi rolled her eyes. What a waste of time this would truly be.
The Syrian beauty waited, one hand placed on a cocked hip and the other hanging by her side as Mina joined her in the ring. She looked the woman up and down disdainfully.
"Hmph, you sure you want to do this, old woman?" Ossi snorted disrespectfully. "This is a sport for people like me - the young, the beautiful. You can't compete with me." As if to drive the point home, Ossi pulled her hands up, clasping them behind her head, striking an inviting pose that had the fans slavering over her lithe, supple body. She smirked, meeting Mina's gaze. "Why don't you just give up now?"
She watched the arrogant heiress as she postured and posed. Dr. Takemi put a hand on her hips and listened to the listless lady deliver her overconfident monologue. She could see the hate in Ossi's eyes. She was in the sport to hurt people. It was clear. She was a vile, cruel woman who found pleasure in dismantling others. If her condescending looks didn't give that away, the razor sharp barbs of her words certainly did.
"O-Old!?" She barked, the Syrian woman having hit a nerve right away. Her fist balled as the woman struck a pose. Her hands coming behind her head to show off the contours of her body. The fans cheered as they took her in. Mina seethed. It wasn't until halfway through Ossi's proposal that the enraged older woman lashed out!
She stepped towards Ossi, her right hand trailing behind her body and following the arc of her shoulder like a fastball pitch! This pitch was never meant to cross home-plate however. It was meant to be driven square into the arrogant face of her opponent. The face she was so kind to defenselessly frame with her hands. The one atop the tee of her body, twisted into an alluring but agility-less pose. She would drive her fist into the face of the little cunt with all of her strength. Her eyes filled with killing intent!
"Mature! I'm MATURE!" She corrected the arrogant woman, whether she was conscious or not...
Ossi smirked as she watched the outrage take over Mina's expression, her barbs clearly having found their mark. The Syrian heiress continued showing off her body to her opponent and the crowds in equal measure, supremely confident.
So much so that she utterly failed to predict the effect her insults would have. Suddenly Mina was surging forward, anger in her eyes. It took a second for Ossi to realise what was happening, and by then it was far too late. She started to move her hands from behind her head, only for Mina's fist to crash into her face.
"AGGGHHHH!" Ossi wailed as the blow hit her with full force, knocking the arrogant Arab beauty flat. She collapsed onto her back, clutching her head with both hands and moaning piteously as Mina stood over her. Her hubris truly had backfired on this occasion, as she lay helpless, her bluster long gone!
The feeling of the arrogant young woman's cheek surrendering to the blunt force trauma of Mina's fist was incredibly cathartic. Never before had karmic justice visited so swiftly. Mina shook her hand out as she stood over the downed debutante. Her knuckles red from the impact... She couldn't imagine how her foe felt. The rolling around and moaning helped her make a guess.
"I'm a teacher in my off time. I think perhaps I should give you a little lesson in respect!" The last word was emphasized as she lifted her boot and drove it heavily into the young woman's crotch. With her focus being on her upper half, and her face covered, she doubted the woman would have any inkling of how much danger her vulnerable girl parts were in.
She seemed to pride herself on her sex appeal. And right now, Mina found destroying her sex VERY appealing. "Go ahead sweetie. Let that sweet voice of yours out!"
Ossi groaned in protest at Mina's words, the Syrian heiress still dazed from Mina's opening attack. She winced, trying to clear her mind before this old fool could make good on her advantage. She might have gotten the drop on the Arab beauty, but Ossi was determined not to let that set the tone of the match.
Just as she started to push herself into a sitting position, however, Mina drove her boot down hard into Ossi's vulnerable crotch!
"AIIIIEEGGHH!" Ossi screeched in shock and pain, grabbing her tender nethers with both hands, her eyes rolling wildly from the tremendous impact, taken totally off guard. She slumped back against the canvas, massaging her crotch with both hands, whimpering faintly.
"Unnh... how dare you...?" she managed to squeak out in disbelief.
The feeling of Ossi's arrogant cunt surrendering to her cruel heel was electric! She gelt the woman's suffering reverberate up the length of her bare leg and settle warmly between her thick thighs! Mina leaned backwards, her own fist brought to her mouth as she laughed cruelly at the suffering woman.
"Oh ho ho ho!" Her laughter was obnoxious and pronounced. Juxtaposed against Ossi's wild agony. As her laughter died down, her hands settled onto her hips.
"Shall we try again? Stand up and greet me properly. Like a lady! That way we can have a proper match!" She commanded the beautiful arabic woman. Her words carried with them the underlying threat of further violence should she refuse. The insinuation that her aching face and pussy would only see further damage should she not acquiesce!
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Ossi massaged her aching loins, hearing the jeers of the crowds as they showed their appreciation for Mina's move. Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment and she looked up, glaring at Mina as the woman spoke. She struggled unsteadily to her feet, meeting the woman's gaze.
"You... you dare order me to do anything?!" Ossi blustered shrilly as she face Mina again. "You'll regret your disrespect you old fool! No-one treats an Heiress of Shamar in such a manner."
Seeing red, Ossi charged forward recklessly at her curvaceous adversary, trying to lock up with her, heedless of the consequences with her pride having been easily pricked by Mina's words.
The sight of the Arabic Heiress massaging her crotch was both amusing and tantalizing. Mina watched her with arms crossed and a smug grin on her face. "Go on then. Pride commeth before the fall." She warned the lovely woman in front of her as she teetered unsteadily to her feet. The woman began to scream. A high pitched shriek. It seemed that Dr. Takemi's arrogance had damaged the woman's confidence. Her petty, condescending demeanor replaced by blind rage.
"O-old!?" She asked, similarly high pitched as she placed a hand over her breast in disbelief! "You little bitch!"
Dr. Takemi's fists balled in white-knuckled rage. It would seem that Ossi had gotten to her as well! She too charged Ossi! But as Ossi attempted to lock up with her, Mina tucked her head under her outstretched arm! She braced the woman's body weight on her shoulders and stood to her full height, picking the outraged underclassman into the air. Then, dropping her straight down! Driving her powerful knee into the source of her ire's previously crushed cunt! Inverted Atomic Drop
She'd hold her atop her knee. One hand cradling the back of her head, almost sweetly, as she leaned in to whisper to her. "Call me old again, and I'll make it my life's ambition to break your pretty little pussy." She hissed into her ear, bouncing the woman's entrance roughly on the hard joint of her knee for emphasis!
