The Midas Touch, Episode 11: Headbangers Ball

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Rose Gold struggled against the STF as Chris worked on securing the move. The moment it applied was typically the most precarious to maintain, but the other woman was methodical in locking in the position before applying the torque. This was a common mistake for over-eager rookies.

"Ngh! This isn't a movie!" She shrieked in pedantic frustration! "But when I get out of this! I'm going to make sure your ending is trag-AHHHHN!~~"

Her eyes went wide as spit flew out of her mouth! Chris pulled ruthlessly at the submission! With her lower half trapped, all of the tension flooded into her neck! Her expression became a look of panicked agony as it felt like the rookie was going to pull her head right off of her shoulders! She swore she heard her spine creaking as she was pulled from prostrate into a C!!

"NGH~ NYAH~!" She screamed again as Chris continued to pull back, bending her further and spreading the agony down the center of her spine! She grit her teeth in defiance, exhaling more saliva! With some effort, she managed to force her eyes closed and begin to summon the defiance to escape.

With one hand she reached for Chris's arms, attempting to pull down on her grasp. She knew she couldn't separate two hands with one... But any relief would buy her more time. And with her other arm, she began to pull herself along the canvas! Her free leg kicking as well, in a sort of paraplegic butterfly stroke! Each stroke is accompanied by a panted moan of sexy suffering!

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Mistake or not was not the issue here. Rose Gold had fallen for her trap, let the snare that was Chris' body to lock in her hold. She had been blinded in her anger, going after the rockstar like a bull would a fluttering cape. She would only have herself to blame as Chris got things together. And when Chris pulled back, finally putting actual pressure into the hold, the champion's pained screams made a wonderful melody that caused the crowd to cheer. She bent her as far as she could, nearly making a 'C' with the Caustic Cutie's body.

Chris was a newbie, only a handful of matches under her belt, and yet here she was with Rose Gold, the lightweight champion and self-proclaimed Ace of LAW, bent back and crying out in pain. It was an adrenaline rush that not even the sickest of crowd surfs could ever give her. Her confidence was soaring, and the cheering crowd was definitely helping that. She was starting to feel that she actually could win this thing. Like she could fly and tussle with the heights of LAW.

Soon she returned to reality, as the cries finally stopped and Rose Gold grabbed her hands with one of her own and lessened the pressure. Not a lot, but it still was more than enough for the champion to get enough focus to start clawing her way to the ropes. Stubbornly Chris refused to relent, trying to keep her hands clamped under her chin and Rose Gold bent back like a stick that refused to break. She could have attempted to get them away and back closer to the center of the ring, could have released and tried for something to keep her momentum going. But instead she just held on, putting as much pain into her neck as she could.

"Break!" After her almost pitiful display to get there, Rose Gold would finally reach the ropes and grab hold of them. Chris would finally release her hold, accompanied by grabbing the back of Rose Gold's head and pushing forward to slam her head against the mat. She may have had to relent, but she still took the chance that was there. And after, Chris would back away, giving the champion the chance to collect herself while she could. And surely she would only grow more upset after that, especially upon seeing the confident smile on the rock star's face.

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Rose Gold gripped the vinyl coating of the ropes with the strength of a steal trap. Her lifeline. The solution to her suffering. But it would not be so clean as she hoped!

"Agh!" Her pretty faced bounced off the canvas as Chris released her violently!

The impact left her vision full of tiny white starbursts. A second distraction to add to the terrible pain radiating outward from the small of her back. She could feel the small muscles spasming in short pulses.

Growling, she clambored to her feet. The rope break bought her a few moments of recovery, and she took them all! She used the ropes to get vertical and played up the struggle to get there. All to keep the referee between her and her opponent.

"Go ahead and smile. Soak it in. But I'm going to be the one smiling when this is over!" She promised Chris, even as she held onto the ropes for support.

She'd lost sight of her opponent at the start of the bout. Blinded by petulant rage. That rage hadn't faded. It never faded... But it was narrowing. Focusing itself upon the musician like a laser. Settling right over her heart.

"COME ON!" She screamed her challenge to the rookie. The ref moved out of the way. The crowd cheered. The fight was back on!

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Chris knew this was nowhere near over. If it was, then Rose Gold wouldn't be able to really call herself a champion. She was a tough girl, and the rock star was looking to see how far she could push her. See just how close to gold she really was.

At her opponent's snarled promise, Chris smile died and switched back to full on serious mode. "We'll see Rose. Hopefully you can actually back that up after the tight spot you were just in." The chaml could make all the threats or promises she wanted, but if she wanted to make good she'd have to show she could follow through. Chris may have felt cocky here, but she wasn't underestimating the Caustic Cutie.

"You asked for it!" The rockstar charged forth, plan in mind. With her opponent probably expecting something from the front, the rockstar would try to dive through the ropes and hold onto the top and middle ropes. If all went as planned, she'd use her momentum to swing her legs through and around for a tiger feint kick to Rose's back. It wouldn't drop her, but hopefully it would send her stumbling away a little.

If it landed without a hitch, Chris would then try to jump off the ropes and aim a cross body onto the champ. She was aiming to ground her once more so she could hit more high-flying moves on her. She was going to pull out all her stops and show the champ just why she should be worried by her.

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Rose Gold was still recovering despite her call to action. The reality was that she couldn't quite make it to the center of the ring just yet. In an effort to mask her stifled recovery, she'd summoned her attacker to her!

Chris was all too eager to respond and charged her! Rose Gold braced herself, ready to duck and pull the rope down and send the full-steam rookie toppling over it and onto the arena floor!

Her weight dropped, but when she moved to pull down the ropes she found Chris between them! She'd caught her totally off guard with the unorthodox maneuver! And the result was that her kick planted itself right between her shoulder blades!

"Angh!" She cried out as she was sent stumbling forward with a hand on the small of her back. It became clear to her then, that Chris was even more of a threat than she'd given her credit for. She wasn't going to stop unless she was forced to. She was a high-energy acrobat with the same hunger that the champion herself had once had... That was the reason she'd selected her in the first place, to prune a potential threat before it could blossom. But if things kept going this way, she would be the one in danger.

Rose Gold's eyes closed as she drew in a deep breath. It looked like a dazed stagger. But it was an act of focus. Preceding an impressive act of improvisation!

She exhaled as Chris leapt off the ropes. And even though her back was turned, Rose Gold jumped to meet her. Her body gracefully rotated backward, and she would attempt to drive her knee directly into the face of the oncoming attacker! The attack would look much like a bicycle kick from a striker in a football match! A modified, standing version of her Crown of Gold!

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Truth be told, Chris was perhaps a bit over eager. Their first exchange of blows had been a trade, bringing each other to the ground. The second, however, had gone nearly entirely her way with her STF putting heavy strain onto Rose Gold's neck and back before she got the rope break. She had the champion hurting, literally on the ropes. Who wouldn't be feeling confident and eager to keep their momentum going in a situation like that?

And at the request to bring it, well, the rockstar could only comply her demands and charge forth. While the so called Ace may have expected her to zig, she instead was hit by a zag. She may take things out of the ring now and then, but not by her opponents choice. She didn't know the Caustic Cutie would dip the ropes down when she charged, she just went for a move to separate her opponent from the ropes for her follow up.

So when she hit her tiger feint after Rose's failed attempt to send her flying outside and crash hard, her smile and arrogance grew at catching her off guard again. "Come on! This can't be all you got!" She arrogantly exclaimed, watching as she thought Rose staggered in her daze. Feeling safe, Chris pulled back the ropes and leapt up, twisting sideways to hit a springboard crossbody and lay the champion out.

But that was what was expected. Even if she had seen it coming, Chris wouldn't have been able to correct her course. The world seemed to slow for a second, her cocky smile turning to a worried frown as soone as she saw Rose backflip. The champion had caught her off guard this time, not content to let her keep beating down on her. And then it all snapped at once, the knee crashing into her face, stopping her dead in the air.

"Ghh-" Chris couldn't do more then sputter the sound, before crashing to the ground and holding her face in pain. She wanted to get back up, knowing how dangerous this could be for her, but the knee left her in a slight daze. The rockstar could only hope Rose would be merciful in her attacks.

....Oh who was she kidding, she had to be ready for the worst.

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*CRACK* The momentum of both girls came to a crashing halt as Rose Gold's knee collided with Chris's face! The sickening sound of bone on bone was accompanied by Chris's grunt and a yelp of pain from the champion!

Both women hit the canvas in a heap, Chris Holding her face and Rose Gold cradling her knee. But while the challenger grimaced, the champion grinned sadistically. The self-sacrificial pain a high flier endured was always lessened by the knowledge that the other girl felt -so- much worse.

The Venomous Vixen rolled to her hands and knees. She was careful not to put too much pressure on the one that had just delivered the brutal strike. There, she took a moment to loom over her dazed victim. "Tsk tsk, did baby get a boo-boo? Are you going to be okay?" She cooed with feigned concern as her hands began to snake about one of Chris's thighs. Isolating the leg.

She slithered over her body. Slow. Methodical. Ominous. "Don't worry, little rock star. I won't let the match end without you singing for us!"

If Chris was awake enough to notice, she could feel just how powerful Rose Gold's hands were as her fingers wrapped around her. She was pixie-like. But her grip was like a giant. A boon of her lifetime of grappling experience, her skills became apparent the moment she laid hands upon her!

Once her grip was secured, she moved in a single fluid movement! Their bodies rolled together, one tumble, placing them in the center of the ring! If Chris wasn't capable of escaping, she would find herself upon her back with Rose Gold's weight folding her up! Her arms and legs would snap around a leg each, and begin to pull them apart viciously!

This was her Petal Puller submission. A call back to the very first Midas Touch Match where it was used to defeat Natalia Dominique after a long, arduous contest! It put sinew-shredding force upon a girl's inner thighs! Tearing at their groin! An indecent attack on an indecent place! But the pain it inflicted was matched in equal measure by the humiliating display it made of the receiver... And this was what she sought to wring out of the rocker!

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The dazed rockstar couldn't move. She'd gone for a dangerous move, flown at her presumably unsuspecting opponent. But Rose had been caught off guard one too many times by her, and refused to remain on the defensive. Chris had dived right into the champion's jaws, snapping her down right out of the air. She had gotten cocky, and now Chris would pay for her hubris.

"Fuck... you..." The rockstar didn't hear the Venomous Vixen's words, she just happened to spit it out after her feigned concern. She was vaguely aware of the powerful grip, betraying her otherwise lithe form, wrapping itself around her legs. Rose Gold even had more than enough time to get her hold just right before she rolled them to the center.

The champion's Petal Puller then locked in, pulling her legs apart painfully while her weight folded her up. "AAAGGHH!!!!! F-fuuuck!!!! She screamed, one hand shooting to her head and gripping her hair while the other clawed into the mat. She had been put in a number of different holds, but this was probably one of, if not the worst, hold she'd ever been put into.

She could feel her tendons strain in agony, screaming as loud as the flying rocker herself. It probably didn't help she didn't really spread her legs as far as Rose was forcing them. And her sex wasn't doing much better either. While a certain someone had given her plenty of knees and kicks to the area, that was a lot different to what was going on here. And somehow, it felt a lot worse from the lowbrow.

But that was probably secondary to how she reacted specifically to how the hold had her. Legs spread like some dime store whore, presented for the audience to leer at and capture in photo or video. She was a hardcore rock star who rocked the stage and the ring. This pose was anything BUT rocking, and cause her cheeks to redden in embarrassment.

She needed to think of a way out, through the fog of humiliation and pain. But until them she'd have to endure, shaking her head to fruitlessly try and block out the pain.

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The perfect alabaster complexion of Rose Gold's cheeks was tinted pink with sadistic excitement. The upstart rock starlet found herself entangled in the Venomous Vixen's vines. Her flower over-blossoming and put on display for the entire world. Her most private place is exposed in a most public way. "Mmmnnn~ Such a kissable flower!" And worst of all, she could hear Rose Gold moaning with lascivious malice. The twisted bitch was getting off on it!

She'd secured the position. But now- "What's wrong? Aren't you used to performing in front of the whole world? Sing more for us, Chris-Chan!" She cooed breathily as she began to turn up the torque on the hold!

The muscles in her legs worked as she secured one leg. Then her fingers dug into Chris's skin like a steel-trap as she secured the other. And in this moment all pretenses of Rose being a soft, small girl were lost. Chris could feel the strength in her grip. Her experience as a World-Class grappler. And as the top act in LAW. Rose Gold began to pull with all of her might! Her back arched with effort as she pulled on both limbs like opposing levers! Torturously drawing her apart with the muscles of her groin and her vulnerable girlhood as the fulcrum! The humiliating exposure grew worse as her plump mound was forced tighter against her attire.

If Chris quit, she couldn't keep torturing her. And so- "Ganbare Chris-chan! [Hang in there Chris-chan!] Don't give up!" She cruelly, mockingly cheered Chris on, her voice tainted with malevolent lust! Her expression was one of determined ecstasy. Her face was red with effort while she worried at her bottom lip like a schoolgirl who'd just been told a dirty oke!

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To say Chris was well and truly trapped was an understatement. Her legs were essentially being torn to shreds, her most sensitive area straining along with her tendons and displayed for the crowd, and things weren't getting better. Though she probably what made it worse was the excited moaning Rose was doing. And whether Rose knew that or not, it was definitely not helping her embarrassment.

"Aagh! Aaaa!!"She screamed harder as Rose Gold pulled more on her legs and kept taunting her. The rocker was used as a personal instrument, playing her for the crowd and the twisted champion's pleasures. But even so, even with all the pain and embarrassment, Chris refused to tap out. She never gave up before, and she wasn't going to do so now.

Gritting her teeth she quieted her screams, focusing on her breathing to deal with the pain. She wasn't certain how well it would work, but it was either this or tap. Given their positioning she was certain Rose Gold would be able to roll her back before she reached the ropes. Pushing herself up with one elbow, Chris would start throwing forearms into the Caustic Cutie's face. She needed to stun her to loosen her grip so she could roll away and recover. Simple, yes, but with pain and humiliation swirling in her brain she couldn't think of anything better.

If it worked the rocker would have to wait until the pain her her groin died down before she tried anything. And hopefully Rose Gold wouldn't be able to strike immediately.