The Young Lioness Cup: Tanner del Rio vs. Teuila Masina

[FreestylePoet]

That was the smartest thing Tanner had ever heard Teuila say. For once in her life, the bitch was right about something: Tanner did have a dynamite ass. Maybe she'd stuff the chick's face in it after the match. But what she wasn't about to do was let Teuila stomp all over it! Hence the roll. Now she was safe and ready to get back to ass-kickin'. And all she needed to do for that was get up off the canvas and-

WHAM!

And, apparently, take a wild boot to the face! "GAAAH!" All she saw was the red of Teuila's boot, then the red of her own eyelids being pressed in, then the red of her rage. Already in the process of getting up, Tanner finished the trip to her feet. That kick, though, sent her stumbling back! The Wild Child crashed into the corner post, slumping into a seated position with a groan. "Guuuuh..."

[Bare]

The match had been fairly back and forth so far between the two. Both Tanner and Teuila taking turns dominating, hurting and embarrassing the other. Neither wanting to let the other win for long. In this case Tanner had knocked Teuila flat on her ass but in retaliation Teuila had swung her leg around, bashing her opponent with a kick to the face!

It was this kick that sent Tanner rolling until she hit the corner. Groaning softly as she picked herself up Teuila would look over at her opponent and see her laid up in the corner. 'Oh perfect.' Teuila thought to herself as she lined herself up with Tanner's body. Once she did than she would dash forward to Tanner. Leaping up as she grabbed the top ropes Teuila would lift her body in the air before coming down and crashing her hips against Tanner's chest with a brutal bronco buster!

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[FreestylePoet]

"Mmmgh..." Tanner winced as she laid helplessly against the turnbuckle pads. She tried to will herself to get the hell out of here... But her stupid fuckin' body just. Wouldn't. Move. As Teuila approached, all the loudmouth could do was furrow her brow and snarl.

Soon enough, Teuila loomed over the sitting Floridian, casting a foreboding shadow. She looked like she was lining up for something -- something that Tanner would no doubt hate to see the end of! Tanner balled a fist, taking a deep breath as she waited for the other shoe to drop. But then Teuila, that stupid bitch, did something that gave her an opening! She grabbed the top ropes and swung up high, clearly going for a big hit with that fat ass of hers or something!

That fist suddenly became unintended foresight. Tanner swung it up, cocked it back, and flung it forward just as Teuila slammed down! The aim, if it was well-timed: A punch right to the gut, fueled both by Teuila's bronco buster and Tanner's own rage!

[Bare]

This was it. Teuila's moment. She could win this match right here and now! Getting up and seeing Tanner slumped against the ropes was all that Teuila needed to see to know she was on the cusp of winning her first bout in this round robin. All she had to do was seal the deal.

So as she dashed her way towards the corner, tensing her body up Teuila would leap up, aiming to grab the top rope and carry herself even higher into the air. Something that made everyone cheer even louder at the sight as she was lifted into the air by her own athleticism. Then her body began to descend, and as she did so Teuila aimed to come crashing down on her opponent ass first for a massive bronco buster to end this!

As she came down though something unexpected happened. Namely a fist that she hadn't expected rose up, driving itself into the blonde's abs and making her eyes widen in shock from the impact. "GUAH!" Screaming in pain and breathlessness Teuila's entire move was ruined as rather than crash into Tanner se instead crashed on the mat in front of her. "Ugh..." Moaning in pain still Teuila sat upright, her legs in front of her as she clutched her stomach in agony from the uppercut!

[FreestylePoet]

Well, Teuila's fat ass almost shattered Tanner's wrist, but somehow she managed to escape even a scratch from the bold attempt at a bronco buster. Tanner shook her hand out, glad that her opponent seemed to take the worst of it. Even more entertaining than that was the unenviable position that Teuila had sat herself down in: Upright and vulnerable -- right in front of Tanner!

There were so many options here. Piledriver. Kick into curbstomp. Double axe handle off that nice lil' corner. A billion more complicated ones that she never had the patience to learn during her brief stint on The House Show. But lots of those would run the risk of knocking poor Teuila out, and Tanner didn't want that at all. No, she wanted her to be perfectly lucid for every last second of what Tanner was about to do to her. Striking that balance between lucid and debilitated was gonna be tough, but simple was best.

"Awright, Samoa Blow." It was a comment meant to poke at Teuila's biggest source of pride, in the one moment where she'd be limited in how she could respond. Tanner grinned evilly, looking down her nose at Teuila with her hands placed proudly on her hips. "Been fun and all, but I think it's time for me to kick your ass." Then, she reached down and hoisted the Samoan up by her torso, walking to the center of the ring as she did so. The crowd rose to their feet, practically begging Tanner not to send this spunky young newcomer into the obvious powerbomb she'd just set up!

"Any last words before I send you through this canvas?"

She'd only wait a moment. If Teuila wasn't done by then, she'd be interrupted. Because then Tanner swung her foe down, slamming her HARD into the canvas for a brutal powerbomb!

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[Bare]

Teuila wasn't in a good position. She knew it, the crowd knew it, and Tanner definitely knew it. That uppercut plus all the downward momentum Teuila had as she came down for Tanner, left her in an incredible amount of pain as a result. Worse yet the Samoan was practically at negative amount of air right now as she clutched her stomach desperately, trying to still breathe, to figure something out but nothing came out.

Even when Tanner opened that damned mouth of hers and insulted her all it elicited was a glare from her. Looking up at Tanner with practically a death glare Teuila wanted to say a lot of things to the woman. To insult and drag her a bit, better yet to kick her ass through some kind of a comeback. But she couldn't muster the strength necessary to do so.

Or at least, not before Tanner had stepped forward, grabbing Teuila by the waist and hauling her up through the air and into a sitting position on the girl's shoulders, helpless as Tanner walked them forward. "Gah let me go!" Teuila shouted as she did so, throwing half hearted punches at Tanner's head as she did so, but they lacked any real strength behind them, Teuila having no real chance to collect herself or reset her breathing to add power behind her blows. Instead she was acting mostly on instincts with a body that wasn't ready to act.

Also apparently a poor choice of words. For before she could say anything else Tanner flung Teuila down into the mat, smashing her back first into the mat with a thunderous impact that shook the ring from the force. Teuila for her part wasn't even able to scream in pain, her body just went motionless, her legs hanging over her head before flopping down to the mat.

One look at her face could let everyone know what state she was in. Helpless. The brunette's eyes were open but there was a dazed, glassy look in her eyes as she was forced to stare up at the lights above her, unable to do anything else as she laid there dead center in the middle of the ring.

[FreestylePoet]

"Rrrrrahhhh!" Tanner flung her rival down with near-homicidal intent. It wasn't one that froze in time -- Tanner didn't really get that particular cliche -- but the moment that Teuila slammed into the mat was one the Floridian would remember for a long time. A visceral crash rang through the arena, as if someone had taken a sledgehammer to a bass drum. The floor shuddered like a displaced tectonic plate, and Teuila's body did the same as it unceremoniously bounced once, twice, thrice.

She didn't even notice that she'd kept screaming at Teuila's prostrate form until she ran out of air. Even then, she simply stood there instead with a wicked grin on her face. Her breaths came out more like heavy snarls. Her tongue lolled slightly out of her mouth, roving back and forth over her sharp teeth. Frankly, she was surprised that Teuila wasn't knocked out from the brutal impact she'd just suffered. But it was better this way, really. Now Tanner got to pick how to finish this bitch off.

Two foreboding steps was all it took, then she was looming over Teuila's gassed form in the center of the ring. "What's the matter?" she taunted. With a grunt of disdain, she kicked the Samoan in the side, flipping her prone. "That bitch mouth'a yours ain't got nothin' else to say? That's fine." She bent down, slipping her forearm across Teuila's throat and securing it with the other. Then Tanner felled herself, roughly dragging Teuila along for the ride as she rolled!

The final product would be a deadly Rear Naked Choke, with Tanner laying below Teuila as she displayed her quarry to the LAW faithful! "I want you to know..." she growled into Teuila's ear, "I enjoyed every fuckin' second of this match, beatin' the shit outta you. But this... This is gonna be my favorite part."

[Bare]

Teuila was all but unconscious. She could vaguely see and hear, and that was about it. All of her limbs felt like lead, unable to move properly, let alone in the way the brunette had wanted them too. Likewise saying she could hear or say even if vaguely was generous. All she could really make out were the blurred roars of the crowd, but whatever they were saying was lost on her. Likewise all of the lights above blended and morphed together unrecognizably.

Until a certain dark figure blocked out some in the vague outline of a person. A outline that Teuila didn't even need to be even half conscious to know who it was. After all there were only two other people in the ring, and Teuila doubted the ref could be as menacing as this figure if they tried. Naturally however it was without a doubt that Teuila was kicked over without any resistance or even a sound of pain.

She was too hurt, too exhausted, too... everything to do anything but pant in exhaustion against the mat, trying to push herself up in vain, unable to do anything when she felt the weight of her opponent drop down on top of her. Making the Samoan grunt softly but not much else before she was lifted up by her opponent. Then without warning Teuila found a arm wrapped around her neck, squeezing her and completely constricting her breathing by the girl!

"Ack! Guh!" Any words Tanner was saying to Teuila were lost to the Samoan in a desperate attempt to get some kind of air in her lungs. But it was for naught, within moments Teuila's grabbing and grasping at her opponent's arms to try and pull it away fell way as her limbs went limp, the girl's eyes fluttering shut within moments as she passed out within minutes of Tanner locking her sleeper hold on the Samoan with the ref quickly coming to lift the girl's arm up!

[FreestylePoet]

Almost as soon as Tanner locked in the rear naked choke, Teuila passed out. And that just wouldn't do. A position like this, with Tanner so close her tits were pressing up against the other girl's back? Where she could hear every last shaky breath failing to fill her lungs? And watch as her eyes rolled back in her stupid fuckin' skull? It'd be a waste if Teuila wasn't even really around to see it.

"Oh, hell nah. You gotta be awake for this, girl." She loosened her hold just enough to let some airflow back into the Samoan. At the first sign of real muscle movement, Tanner was ready to clamp back down, but the Floridian did her best to rouse her foe juuuust past the point of awareness.

Thankfully, the referee was slow in checking Teuila for consciousness. She walked over deliberately, taking her damn time as she did so. And when she started raising and releasing Teuila's hands, Tanner knew there'd be a few more seconds for her fellow rookie to take in some life-giving air. Eventually, the bell rang, and it was now or never. Hopefully her eyes had at least fluttered open by this point, because Tanner had a message to deliver.

And she did so -- by immediately clamping down once more on Teuila's poor throat! She was gonna put the fear of God into this girl, holding in the choke until the very last moment. She'd already won, but she wanted Teuila to know exactly what Tanner was willing to do to a bitch that pissed her off too much. Never in a million years would Tanner ever really think of choking a girl into the grave, but Teuila didn't have to know that.

"I just wanted to let you know," she growled, so that only her former opponent could hear. "You should be scared of me. Because I'm a bad motherfucker, and I'll do this all over again if you even think of stepping to me again."

And with that, she suddenly released Teuila, right when the referee and crowd were starting to panic over her unnecessary brutality. "See you in the dorms, Samoa Hoe." She flashed the chorus of boos with a double-middle-finger before striding proudly back to the locker room.

2-1, baby. Her ticket was as good as punched.

[Bare]

It was over. Teuila knew it, the ref knew it, the crowd knew it, and most of all Tanner knew it. All the brunette could do was struggle in vain for the few moments of consciousness she had left before the grasp of Tanner fully knocked her out and sent the Samoan to dreamland...

Or so Teuila thought. But just as darkness dropped across her vision, seemingly ending things for her, she was suddenly brought awake with a small, but noticeable intake of air. "Haghhhhh! Ahhhh!" Getting just enough air that she started to come too was apparently just what her opponent wanted. Because before Teuila knew it Tanner's arm clasped around her throat was once more, making her gag and watch with half lidded eyes as the ref did his check on her.

Needless to say despite being allowed to regain some sense of awareness it didn't amount to nothing... Well nothing except a chance for Tanner to have a opportunity to be cruel to Teuila. "Let... go..." Teuila gasped out weakly, eyes barely open before without warning Tanner's arm doubled down in how hard it was coming over her neck!

"Guh! Guuuughhhh." Gasping and gagging slightly as Tanner did so Teuila reached out for the ref, ropes, whatever that could get Tanner off of her. As she did so she did manage to hear the words of her opponent from behind her. A threat, a warning whatever you wanted to call it.

Regardless Teuila was in no place to process the words, she was far too gone to have a response back of any kind against the woman. All she could do was pass out once more while in the clutches of her opponent until the Floridian finally released the Samoan girl from her hold, allowing Teuila to collapse on the mat motionless. The ref quickly checking on her while Tanner basked in her moment of glory!

Winner by knockout - Tanner Del Rio