Arlise vs. Peggy

[Highfly]

Peggy was lifting but Arlise was fighting back! "Damn it ya friggin' doll what're ya..ARGH!" Peggy howled as she fell and had her head smashed hard to the mat unexpectedly! Peggy moaned in pain after rolling onto her back, kicking the mat as her arms cradled her head. Her soft legs and backside rippled with each kick the soft mass shaking each time her feet hit the mat. Peggy was down and stunned, open for follow up offense by Arlise. That surprise DDT was plenty painful on its own but add in the surprise factor and that really is what left Peggy stunned on the canvas looking up at the arena lights.

[Winter]

Knowing that Peggy's head cracked into the mat behind her did a fine job of dulling the pain that Arlise felt when her own shoulder followed. While she rolled over onto her back, she had no doubts that Peggy had gotten the full force of the impromptu, near-upside-down DDT by the sounds she was making.

Arlise could not take immediate advantage; she needed spare seconds to stretch out her own form, gather intelligent thoughts into a whole after her own head and her back had two quick, intimate meetings with the canvas. The screams of the crowd helped to rouse her to her feet before Peggy could manage, though, and she stood looming over the other redhead.

"Jealous, are we?", she asked, before taking a handful of Peggy's hair and urging the Irishwoman to stand. She yanked Peggy closer, leaving her pretty face pressed against Lise's abs, and hooked a hand underneath Peggy's thigh. Her back wasn't ready for anything too intense, but it seemed fitting to respond in kind to Peggy's initial onslaught. To prove her own physical might. It had been too long since Titania had characterized a titan.

After a moment of setting her feet for a good base, Arlise shifted Peggy's head under her arm, tightened her grip on the underside of her thick thigh, and unleashed power into a snap suplex, her body straining but popping seamlessly into position to drive Peggy to the mat.

[Highfly]

"Uggghhh..." Peggy groaned as she was pulled up to the mat, feeling Arlise attempting to grab hold of her! "No ya d-ARRRRGGHH!" Peggy howled as she flew through he air, crashing down hard to the mat with a loud, heavy impact compliments of Arlise and her hard hitting suplex! Peggy moaned in pain, weakly kicking the mat as her soft, flubbery thighs quaked with each kick of the canvas. Peggy was down now, and clearly in a lot of pain as her torso seemed to throb. Arlise was in the drivers seat now in control of the matchup between the two women!

Peggy was wondering how this lady had packed so much power into that suplex unsure if she could pull that off with that much force even though she was a bit heavier!

[Winter]

The jolt of pain that coursed through Arlise's back paled in comparison to the rush of wrenching Peggy's curvy form over her head, watching her body zip past the lights, and hearing and feeling the other redhead's back and shoulders bash against the mat at the climax of the suplex. Lise bit her lower lip and blinked a few times into the blinding lights in satisfaction as she lay on her back in the aftermath, realizing she missed that sensation of tossing another woman around. She had forgotten the strengths too quickly. Submissions might always be her finest form of offense, but Lise had her ways to soften these women first. Make the more bendable and... smotherable.

She needed to soften Peggy and likely had between the DDT and the suplex. Dwelling on her thoughts for little more than a second, Arlise pulled herself back up to her knees less smoothly than she would have liked given the growing bruises on her back, and she regarded her writhing opponent. Lise could not understand this "model" business given Peggy looked stunning on her back, but she supposed she didn't need to understand. Peggy simply needed to be punished for her taunting.

Again Arlise chose to bring the redhead to her feet, and again with a light grip on her hair. This time, Arlise did not bring the woman's head to arm level. No, feeling far too tempted to resist, she tried to stuff the Irishwoman's head between her thighs and cross her ankles to trap her temporarily in a standing headscissors... more than happy to leave the woman's butt on display for the crowd while she crushed her head in the dominating hold.

[Highfly]

Peggy went from laying on the mat to standing, but doubled over. She felt Arlise's legs close around her head and the Irish wrestler began to thrash about! "L-let go!" Peggy shouted as she began slapping at the legs and backside of Arlise while frantically stomping her feet against the mat as she was stuck and the crowd ate it up!

Peggy stopped thrashing and grabbed the back of Arlise's legs trying to use her own girth and strength to stand up holding Arlise before sending her back down to the mat with an Alabama slam counter to the standing headscissor hold! Peggy's pride.... and to a lesser extent her confidence... were already hurting. She was fighting back as best she could to try to make up for it, hoping she could really hurt Arlise with this counter!

[Winter]

Though Titania's poised, thick legs kept Peggy's head wedged securely in place between them, the Irishwoman's hands were certainly on the move, and while most of her desperate strikes were hitting the dangerous stretch of thighs that held her, more than a few were making their way to the Belgian beauty's ass. The smirking redhead, feeling her own power as she kept Peggy bent over with not more than the power of her shapely gams and propped her hands on her hips, couldn't stop herself from teasing. "You shouldn't be so handsy...", she chastened, mischievously reaching over to give Peggy a smack on her own rear, with it presented to her so nicely...

In making the decision to have her fun, Arlise found all of her weight forward on feet that were crossed... and Peggy found the same. Though the Belgian beauty tried to lean back, to reestablish the basis for the crushing force of her straight legs around Peggy's head, Peggy was already using Lise's poor posture to lift her off of her feet. Arlise tried to pound Peggy into submission with a crushing flex of her legs and glutes, but it was too late - she was already being lifted off of her feet, and left dangling over the top of Peggy's shoulders.

Lise roared and fought, letting go of the leggy hold so she could kick her legs in hopes of squirming her way back down to the mat. But just as much as it was her peach held up to the lights again, so was it Peggy's take in this chess match, and Lise felt the cool arena hair whip over her as she was again slammed onto her back with a cut-off wail.

She lay there stunned with nothing on her mind but her pain and the piercing noise of the crowd.

[Highfly]

"How did ya like that lass? I got more where that came from!" Peggy shouted as she bent down, grabbing Arlise as she laid on the mat. Peggy grunted and struggled a tiny bit deadlifting Arlise clear off the mat and wobbling as she held Arlise up before completing the deadlift scoop slam sending Arlise back down to the mat hard! Peggy flexed her arms and strut around, her soft thighs quaking as did her backside each step she took. "That there is some power n' don't ya forget it!" Peggy said as she kept showing off to the crowd.

[Winter]

With barely a chance to process the pain from the last slam, Lise moaned her complaint as Peggy took that same embarrassing grip and lifted her into the lights in that same embarrassing way, and while Lise still had it in her to wiggle even through the pain, she could not conjure anything so clever as another desperate DDT. So again she was deposited onto the ground, and aside from the initial jolt, the jiggle of her curvy body as she settled against the canvas, and her feeble attempt to turn onto her side, Titania was down for the count in the moment.

[Highfly]

Peggy saw Arlise and her expression as she hit the canvas. A smiling Peggy splashed down on the chest of Arlise, going for a pin while flexing an arm! "That is real wrestlin' power lass!" Peggy shouted as the referee slid in to place!

"ONE!:

[Winter]

Arlise didn't care for much anything save for nursing her now-pain-wracked body and shrank within herself to do just that, ignoring opponent, crowd, and cameras alike. The more she withdrew, while she rolled nearly onto her stomach to get a better angle to massage fingers into her aching back, the more her thoughts lingered on the brutal mauling she had received at the hands of Alaina. Those slams had proven more brutal and her body had been in more pain even earlier in that match, but she would not tumble down that path again. Titania could not allow it.

Lost in her thoughts and aching back, Arlise hardly noticed herself being rolled into position for the pin or Peggy's weight against her chest, because they simply fell into step with all of her other problems, but on her back again with the lights rousing her and her body stretching out and getting some relief, she recalled her own promise to herself around the time she processed that the ref had counted one. Peggy was pinning her, and as soon as two had left the ref's mouth, Arlise wrenched upward, and the elbow that helped lift her shoulder off the mat to end the count jolted past Peggy's chin.