Mysticism Manifested: Selket (D) Vs Suzumi

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For the first time since the match began Selket finally showed an expression besides her knowing and smug little grin. No after slamming Suzumi into the mat with a resounding and near deafening all that was on her face... was a sickening and twisted smile. One that was furthered by Suzumi’s scream of pain and look of utter anguish on her face. “Mhmmm yes. Keep suffering. It’ll help purify you on this journey.” She cooed out in a almost affectionate tone as she stood up straight.

Once again her foot found home upon Suzumi, this time her face. However unlike before it would be short lived, rather Suzumi’s face was but a steppint stome for Selket as she lifted her other leg planted it on Suzumi’s chest. Confidently and with a swagger she would lift her arms up in a show off stance as she proceeded to walk across Suzumi’s body, using the downed girl as a literal door mat as the fans reacted loudly in a mix of cheers, boos and whoops of joy from the lewd lovers.

Turning around as she finished her trek across the wrestle angel the mysterious woman would bend down and grab each of Suzumi’s legs. Raising them up and closing her arms around the woman’s ankles. ”Prepare yourself child, you’re about to begin you’re descent, and its a bumpy ride at first.” Selket cooed down to her helpless foe before turning in place, using her strength to pull the woman in her gradp with her. As she picked up speed Suzumi too began to be lifted off the mat and turned with increasingly violent momentum. After gaining sufficient speed Selket smirked as she released the victim in her grasp and sent her hurtling towards the corner.

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Suzumi may have been considered lucky enough to not witness that twisted smile, because she would have been so petrified enough to suffer a heart attack and lose right here. However with all the extensive torture coming her way, perhaps that turned out to be the lesser of two evils. She had a hunch that even if a POW stipulation wasn't enforced, home may not be her next destination anyway. Compared to other sadistic heels, this one had a discomforting unique flavour.

Embracing suffering has been a recurring trait among certain fundamentalists, but at least Suzumi will live to walk again certainly...hopefully?

Desperately gasping for breath, The Tsunami was overtime becoming a puddle to splash around in especially after being forcibly gagged by Selket's foot. "MMMMMM MMMMMMMMM" Her face turning boiling red from lack of air and flailing arms around frantically. To make matters further straining as well as embarrassing, she was forced to experience herself being used as a living doormat while those large stumps dug into her belly and neck. Is this all she was good for? Any physical connection to her own body started to fade over time thanks to this extended suffering, reminiscent of reaching a new plane without passing away.

"Get off of me!" she begged actually reaching for the heavyweight's feet as if desperately trying to nudge her off, but the ceremony was about to proceed anyway. Legs slung underneath the Egyptian's toned shoulders, Suzumi was forced spun around like a hurricane and not out of her volition. Her mind being in disarray and not longer synchronised. She just wanted to rest in piece (figuratively). Eventually the spinning would halt, leading to the acquired momentum launching the Wrestle Angel across the ring until landing on the mat headfirst. "AHHHHHHHHHH!" It was considered miraculous that her skull didn't cramp, but the initial impact led to further bumps until Suzumi was laying facedown again crying. Chances of winning were looking improbable unless Selket took her urges to a level of breaking the rules.

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Selket smirked in utter satisfaction as she sent the wrestle angel flying to the corner, crashing with skull cracking force against the mat. Maintaining her balance from the spin Selket looked down at the silver haired beauty, admiring her own handiwork as the poor girl writhed in pain, literally crying from not being able to take it anymore. Licking her lips once more she began strutting her way towards the woman with a extra sway to her hips as she neared the girl.

The crowd meanwhile, as they watched the one sided beat down they were split down the middle on whether or not they should support her in this endeavor. After all Suzumi was a young and beautiful baby face that many couldn’t help but love and appreciate despite her penchant for losing. But a large and very vocal percentage of fans loved this type of action. To see some girl brutalized and humiliated. Completely dominated by a bigger and stronger foe.

Yes it was barbaric. Completrly so. But it’s what many wanted, and its what Selket was giving as she finally reached the woman. Bending down she would grab a tight hold of the woman’s hair. Grinning sadistically she raised the girl’s head up, only to slam her face violently into the mat. As if once wasn’t bad enough she did it again, again, again and again, a total of five face slams into the mat. Keeping her grip on the girl’s hair Selket would stand to her feet, lifting Suzumi up by the hair in the process as she did so. Winding her arm back, pulling Suzumi back in the process as well, she would suddenly throw her arm, and Suzumi forward to smash her face into the corner post with violent and tremendous force.

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A collision with the metal ring post was barely avoided by just a hair. Suzumi's vision was still a bit fuzzy and unable to glimpse at the crowd's face. It didn't matter because they were either scared or stimulated by Selket's actions exclusively. There were plenty of other Wrestle Angels to rally behind but her opponent was only one of a kind.

The side that weren't left speechless had a few onlookers whistle at the sight of the heel presenting her body. Seemed fanservice, competence and longing from total domination can shield you from the boos. "I...don't..." Unable to say coherent sentences from being broken mentally and physically. Hair sticking out and collecting tons of dust, yet nobody was beckoning her to get up, the fans just didn't care about that.

Things were somehow becoming worse, the risk of hair falling out being the least worrying. Forced to kneel for her 'master', Suzumi's eyes quivered at the sun (lights beating down at her) only for her head to be immediately slammed into the canvas. Not even given the time to scream as the process repeated 4 times, with each hit being counted by every observer.

"Ah.....no..." Her face was decorated by additional bruises and almost felt like shattering. A sudden dose of momentum caused her to cry out once more while being tossed towards the corner. Unable to save herself from further damage, a massive snap was heard around the entire arena. This was it, the critical hit. Red drops coming from Suzumi's nose stained the mat. It was unclear if any of this damage would be repairable, could she even show her face again? Her body was a complete mess. Tumbling onto her side whimpering and limbs snagged on the ropes.

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Selket smirked down at her beaten, tortured, humiliated opponet laying on the mat in what must have been pure agony. ”Mhmm yes. You’re ready to truly begin the journey now.” Selket cooed in a sultry tone as she bent down and grabbed Suzumi by the neck, gripping it just tight enough to have a solid grip on the neck.

Licking her lips as she heard the crowd gather a hushed breath Selket took a moment to let them whisper hushed breathes between eachother. Clealry wondering what her next move was. After all she could have won right now if she wanted too. But no one really wanted to see the match end so easily. No they wanted to see what Selket would do, if she would choke the girl beneath her out. If she would loft her up to continued a onslaught of hits. Or if she would do the certain move that layed in the back of many people’s minds.

Selket was content to show them the latter. Bringing her arm up Selket would lift Suzumi up in the process. Lifting the silver haired woman to her feet with apparent ease before pulling the girl close. ”A kiss for the soon to be departed.” She breathed out before leaning forward, capturing the girl’s lips with her own in a chaste kiss... one that quickly became agressive, if not downright animalistic as Selkelt wildly ran her tongue through Suzumi’s mouth.

Immediately upon beginning the ‘final kiss’ the crowd went wild. They were expecting many things, but that was not one of them. Although the crowd at least was certainly not opposed to it as they cheered and whistled and whooped excitedly from the hot kiss.

Almost as soon as it began Selket broke the kiss, but kept her tongue out as she dragged it from Suzumi’s mouth and across her face. Being sure to streak it up across the blood that spewed from Suzumi’s nose Selket pulled away. “Now then.” Selket said before lifting Suzumi up, straight into the air, with the former wrestle angel’s feet dangling in the air Selket once again showign off her impressive strength.

With a savage smile on her face Selket would turn sharply and shift Suzumi’s body through the air, throwing her body down to the cold, unforgiving mat below.

Boom

The thunderous roar from the wrestle angel’s body hitting the mat in the massive choke slam was enough to send a reverberation throughout the arena. Almost immediately the crowd as a whole cringed in phantom pain for Suzumi... before cheering at the display of power by the new dominant wrestler!

Smirking down at her defeated opponet Selket would step on either side of her body. Running her hands over her soft curves, Selket slowly lowered herself down, twisting her hips and tussling her hair as she landed in a straddle on the silver haired wrestler’s stomach. Raising her hands into the air and bringing them down while wiggling her fingers and swaying her arms, she scooted across the woman’s body. Drawing closer and closer to her opponet’s face she brought her hands down on the top of the woman’s hair, before arching her back and bringing her plump rear across the wrestle angel’s face before lowerinf herself, as if doing a final prayer for her patented journey to the underworld pinfall.

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In all of Suzumi's years, she has never fought anyone like Selket before, somebody acting as if they were from a different reality yet still having a clean record. Blood still leaking from her nose alongside arms and legs being spread about, almost like a scene in a crime movie except Suzumi was somehow still conscious, a single eye being half-open functioned as her only means of sight.. Of course the heavyweight had no issue carrying her around once again and using the middleweight as a living broom. Despite this being the shortest match she has been in, the suffering felt like an eternity.

The whispering and chatter amongst the crowd were reminiscent of cult members chanting for their sacrifice to perish. A dream for the Egyptian and a nightmare for the Wrestle Angel. As part of the ceremony, she was forcibly brought up to her feet with only Selket's arm being the only element preventing Suzumi from trembling like a ton of bricks. "Kiss?" Her concerns meaning nothing followed by the High Priestress suddenly forced an aggressive liplock. "MMMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMM..." This was far from a delicate embrace as her mouth forcibly invaded while eyes suddenly sprung open, except pupils were a bit difficult to spot like she was a zombie. Bits of her soul being absorbed until a pale husk remained.

As their kiss ended, Suzumi twitched in response to further licks draining drops of blood. Afterwards her eyes abruptly shut implying she was ready to be buried while denizens of the underworld would meddle with her offering.

She was suddenly raised into the air only to be brought down seconds later for the grand finale. There was no screaming. No flopping around. No remorse for her broken spirit and spine. Just a lifeless woman with arms conveniently crossed. The whistles and cheers for Selket's little dance wouldn't awaken her from this tomb. Being pressurised by the priestess' weight but never flinching as a weak lamb should, the referee finally performed their job, being just as engrossed as the crowd.

"1...
"2...
"3!

[Bare]

Selket smiled as she continjed to whisper unintelligible words to her opponet to fuftber bless her journey to the afterlife. When the referee finally counted the pin and the bell rang, she was done. Pulling her feet under her, than sliding effortlessly to her feet in a single smooth and elegant move Selket stood above her defeated opponet, looking down with satisfaction at her sacrifice as she was announced the winner.

Ignoring the referee’s efforts to ask for her hand so he could raise it up she instead kept her focus on her victim the entire match. The life had been thoroughly beaten and drained from her. Her face was one of utter peacefulness, finally being able to rest after being purified by the pain and humiliation Selket had subjected her too.

The girl had been whisked down the rapids of the underworld, rapidly approached her destination. Selket could tell, and far from basking in her effortless victory, she instead sought to bring Suzumi’s joirney to an end. Bending down, much to the crowd and referee’s confusion she grabbed a handfull of Suzumi’s hair. Pulling her up back to a seated position Selket proceeded to haul the girl up to her feet. Sliding a hand between the girl’s legs and hauling her onto Selket’s shoulders in a single, almost effortless looking move.

Turning with the defeated girl slumped over her shoulders, the dark priestess began strutting towards the edge of the ropes. As she did the fans gasped in horror, even for the ryona loving ones oit there that bad cheered Selket every step of the way in this match, what she appeared to be doing was too much even for them. The ref for his part, was completely stunned and flabbergasted, not sure what Selket was doing or why. And feeling powerless to stop this one way or another.

Reaching the edge of the ring Selket deadlifted Suzumi off her shoulders and held her above her head. Once again reminding the crowd of her strength as she stood at the esge of the ropes as if they were a cloff overlooking nothing but pure darkness below. And the one she held above her was but a sacrifice to the darkness below. “I have made you’re journey peaceful little lamb. Now it must come to a violent end. May Anubis judge you fairly.” Selket incanted aloud, her eyes seemingly rolling to the back of her head... beofre throwing Suzumi’s body down and into the dark below.

The silver haired woman’s body hitting the floor with a loud impact as medics already began rushing to the ring. Snapping out of his daze the ref finally fame to his senses and ran to Selket, dead set on getting answers from tbe mystical menace! As he neared her however the lights would suddenly go flicker before going dark. In a few moments they flickered before coming back on.. revealing a plume of purple smoke where Selket bad been. “Hahahahahahaha...” Despite not being there physically, the dying echo of her eerie laughter rang out through the arena, leaving shivers down the spines of the majority of the audience as they squirmed in their seats nervously.

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Dark thoughts flooded into Suzumi's head as if telling to accept her position permanently, that she was only useful to merge with the ground, possibly lining up with Selket's final prayers. The bell signalled the end of this life, a short one rather considering how matches usually lasted twice as long, all the more reason to enforce the gap in skill today.

Trying to gaze at the bright side, Suzumi assumed she was going to rest peacefully and possibly another day, perhaps people would overlook this one-sided defeat in favour of fearing the heavyweight's performance. She sadly was very mistaken and so were the fans albeit out of surprise.

Before remaining shame could be buried, the hairpulling caused her mind to shuffle about. "Pain...suffer...nothing..." Eyes remaining shut while her nightmares re-imagined the torture she previously experienced while the last incantation echoed, culminating in her mental form stranded inside of a closed sarcophagus. Despite her legs dangling freely and blood rush, Suzumi didn't wake up from her daze until they reached the edge. It didn't matter as the previous assault paralysed her body.

Her water eyes finally opened as she was thrown overboard. This was the true descent towards the underworld. Being too petrified to scream, all she would do raise an arm in a fruitless attempt to catch the sky. An impact heard across the entire world as a result of the Japanese woman landing on her spine and immediately sent to another unconscious state, a few twitches being the only proof that she was still part of this world. The crowd were utterly terrified about what they witnessed. Was Selket even human in the physical or mental aspect? Luckily for them it was hopefully over, while they would witness lighter scuffles. As for Miss Ishikawa, while her bruises may heal with proper medical attention as she was whisked away, her spirit may take forever to mend.

[Bare]

Winner by Pinfall: Selket