Maria Castillo vs Tara Jaeger "The Belly Stretcher"

[Bare]

Tara blinked as the moment she was about to connect with Cecelia’s legs the damn dark haired girl side stepped to avoid her. ‘Dammit.’ She thought to herself sliding around managing to stop herself before she hit the corner. The words of the intruder only served to further infuriate Tara who’s eye twitched and hands clenched. “Shut up.. you don’t know a damn thing. You ruined this match. For me.. for Maria.. for the fans.. I’m gonna make you pay.. and I won’t stop until I do.. even if its not tonight.. I won’t stop till you regret ever coming here tonight.” Tara ground out at Cecelia with a seething tone, her eyes making her anger and devotion to getting vengence on Cecelia clear. “Hahhhh!” She yelled charging at Cecelia throwing a kick aimed at her nemesis’s head.

[CaptainL]

Cecilia didn't even care if she'd ruined the match. She didn't care about the booing of the crowd, or the incessant ringing of the bell urging for her to stop - and she especially didn't care about Tara's threats. She needed some way to put herself across as a threat to any would-be challengers after her absence from LAW, and Tara and Maria just happened to be in the wrong place at the right time. She didn't care who she would have to go through to build herself up - but whatever the case was, Tara was making things easy for her.

As Tara drew near Cecilia, the dark-haired woman merely bent back at the waist, looking to let her leg fly by overhead. "You still don't get it, do you?" she muttered. "The angrier you get, the harder it is for you to actually land anything...all you're giving me is plenty of opportunities to counter. Really, I should be thanking you." With Tara's leg thrown out, Cecilia would reach up in an attempt to catch it, going to deliver a Dragon Screw to swing Tara into the mat. "The fact is, impulsive little girls with more passion than sense, who don't know what they're doing, don't belong on this card. You're only embarrassing yourself."

[Bare]

“Tsk!” Tara said as her leg was caught by Cecelia with that damned impassive look on her face. Tara couldn’t place it but something about the woman was pissing her off, and it wasn’t just because she ruined the match. No something about her attitude. It was probably why in the midst of ber monologue Tara’s eyes narrowed even further and she ground her teeth in fury.

As the woman twisted her leg tk try and bring Tara crashing into the mat Tara would curse but refused to go out without a fight. Torquing her body in midair Tara attempted to bring her other leg around in a attempt to slam into Cecelia’s head in a effort to grt at least one hit in. However this didn’t stop Tara from aftually hitting the mat. “Gah!” She yelled out in pain after impacting with said mat.

[CaptainL]

While Cecilia might have been aloof and casual in her disregard for Tara, that didn't mean she couldn't still move. Quite the opposite, in fact. Cecilia's entire disinterested attitude was one big taunt, wanting to throw up an insulting gesture at Tara by implying she wasn't worthy of her time at all. But even then, ever so slightly, Cecilia smirked. If Tara was getting upset, it was working. If she was upset, she wasn't at her full potential, and it was all the easier for Cecilia to bring her down, as she twisted her weight to the side to try and send her to the ground.

But while Cecilia was smug and assured, she had perhaps underestimated what Tara would be capable of! To her shock, she felt her leg slamming into her skull, causing her to cough as she fell onto the ground on all fours. For a moment, Cecilia groaned, rubbing at her temples as she caught her breath. This wasn't exactly how she intended things to play out.

That being said, Cecilia would ensure it would be little more than a minor setback. She saw that Tara had wiped out as well, and hopefully, she would still be weakened enough from Cecilia's efforts to leave her vulnerable by the time the silver-haired heel got herself righted on her hands and knees. "Nice try," she muttered. "Pity it won't be enough..." Swinging herself around, Cecilia got into position to lash her legs out at Tara's, attempting to grab them and transition into a figure four leglock!

[Bare]

”Hah... ugh... damn it.” Tara muttered to herself as she layed panting on the mat softly in exhaustion and pain. The first a result of her intense bout with Maria that drained her early on of her stamina, leaving her vulnerable to the invading Cecelia who unloaded intense amounts of pain upon her, Tara’s own cuurent physical state making it impossible to fight back against Cecelia’s relentless assault.

Thankfully for her own hurt ego she had managed to lay one hit on her opponet knocking her to the mat. Unfortunately however she had to take a slam to the mat in the process and was slow to get back up. Cecelia however... wasn’t so hurt. Already back to her feet the dark haired woman was already on the prowl and lifting Tara’s legs up. “Grrr shut up you b- AGH!” Before she could finish her biting retort to the uninvited guest Tara found herself screaming as her legs were crossed over Cecelia’s and dropped in a brutal figure four leg lock!

Screaming in pain Tara began twisting and thrashing her body around in response to the woman’s hold. “FUCK AGHHHH!!!” She screamed in agony, Tara’s normal ability to withstand the pain of holds and moves drastically reduced by the toll of the match and following assault, leaving her helpless as she began slapping her hand on the mat out of habit despite knowing itd take more than that to get her unofficial opponet to release the hold.

[CaptainL]

The bell had been ringing incessantly the whole time, the staff desperate to get the ring cleared before anyone got seriously hurt. But that meant nothing to Cecilia. She had a message to send, and she wouldn't let anyone stop her from sending it. Tara, to her credit, had actually managed to land a hit on Cecilia, taking her back off her feet. Unfortunately for the debuting rookie, this would only make Cecilia even angrier - and that was anger she was quick to express, as she shoved herself to her feet, drawing on the rage to fuel her next move. She took up Tara's leg, lacing it amidst her own, and dropped back to put on the pressure of the figure four!

It wasn't long before the pain brought Tara to a submission, as she screamed in agony, her hand slapping against the canvas. Cecilia smirked to this, pleased with her efforts at the sight of how quickly she'd brought even someone as headstrong as Tara to her knees. "Yes, that's right. Not so fun, is it? This is why you don't interfere in fights you can't win," she warned, chiding Tara as though she were a mouthy child.

The referee ran in closer, even more desperate now to get Cecilia out of the ring. Cecilia, indeed, let Tara go - but she was far from being done. "Don't get any wrong ideas. That was only to teach you a lesson...THIS is what I really want to do to you," Cecilia explained, picking herself up to her feet. While Tara was still down, Cecilia would grab her arm, pulling it back and forcing her already sore legs around it. Then, she rolled her onto her front, putting her in a Paradise Lock! Pleased with her handiwork, Cecilia stood tall above Tara to face the booing crowd. She raised her foot, giving her one last stomp against her spine to sell the point home.

"This is where you belong. Do not forget it."

Spoiler

[Bare]

”Aghhhhhh! Fuckk you!” Tara screamed out in pain as shee threashed and struggled in the figure four hold. ‘God Damn It! If only this damn bitch hadn’t attacked halfway through tbe match!’ Tara thought to herself furiously and indignatly in pain from her legs being bent and comtorted painfully. She knew she would normally be able to outlast and figure out a way out of this hold, but she was too tired and too beaten down to do anything. Even as she was released Tara was helpless to do anything to retaliate against the invader. Her legs were swelled with pain and her main stalled with a myriad of pain and fatigue. Pushing her head up she glared at Cecelia and her words and would have tried to spit some venom in return but groaned as she was turned over and found her limbs neing manipulated by the woman above her. “what the! Whoa hey!” She yelled out as she was pulled tightly into the paradise lock! Blushing in embarassment from this humiliating hold. ”I’m... going.. to... fucking end you...” She growled out through gritted teeth with a hateful gleam in her eye, but otherwise knowing she could do nothing else.

[CaptainL]

The show had barely even begun, yet already the ring had erupted into chaos. After a long absence, Cecilia Lombard was back in action, and she had carefully picked this moment to make sure no one would forget that she was someone to be feared. The bell hadn't stopped ringing ever since the match had gone off the rails, and the booing of the crowd, decrying Cecilia with an uproar like the baying of hounds, hadn't calmed down either. None of that, however, did anything to slow Cecilia down. With a cocky flick of her hair over her shoulder, and no regard for Tara's distress, Cecilia turned the rookie over onto her stomach, her limbs tangled around one another to render her immobilized!

No matter how much Tara struggled, her efforts would only put more pressure on her own joints. Straightening herself back to her feet, Cecilia huffed as she stared down coldly at Tara, her arms crossed. "Don't make me laugh..." she muttered. "You couldn't even beat a washed-up, over-the-hill veteran with all that youthful vigor of yours." Cecilia rolled her eyes mockingly as she said that. "Maybe save the threats for when you can follow through on them."

Giving Tara one last parting gift, Cecilia raised her foot, bringing it down hard against her back with a stomp. By now, security had come to the ring, desperate to get Cecilia out as soon as they could. But it didn't matter to Cecilia - she had already said her part. Without another word, she turned and walked to the ramp, exiting the arena. The ringside paramedics went to haul off Maria on a stretcher, while the referee ran to Tara's side to help untangle her. But Cecilia was already gone.

Everyone in the stands was left wondering what reasons Cecilia could have had to carry out such an attack. In time, Cecilia would make that known. For now, though, all that mattered was that no one would be forgetting this any time soon.

No Contest

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