Ossi Shamar vs Loretta Sombra

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Ossi Shamar vs Loretta Sombra
Standard Match
Victory Obtained by Pinfall, KO or Submission

Backstage, Ossi's mood was a grim one, her LAW career continuing its embarrassing tumble down the standings as her losses continued to stack up. The prideful Syrian seethed at the turn of events, but until she could string together a number of wins she would have to endure the indignity. Clad in her classic green-gold cropped top, green briefs, boots and golden gloves, she waited backstage with her arms folded beneath her breasts, itching to get into the ring.

Appearance

Her music Fierce Pop Starlet called her out to the ring, and the embittered heiress strutted out into the light once more, holding her head up high and doing her best to ignore the jeers and catcalls that piled onto her from the stands. Her record spoke for itself in the eyes of these fools - the once proud Syrian beauty was considered a jobbing weakling by the LAW fanbase. She desperately needed a win here to try and disabuse that ridiculous notion.

Hand on hip, she walked down to the ring, eyes front and hips swaying until she reached the apron, clambering up between the ropes and into the ring. She didn't waste more time on the fickle peasants in the stands, taking up her position on the far side of the ring and turning to face the entrance, hands on hips and a scowl on her face as she awaited the arrival of her next foe.

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Loretta Sombra was slated to have a match tonight, against someone named Ossi Shamar. From what she had heard, this particular wrestler had lost most of her matches, and the luchadora thought that this would be an easy match for her. And if it was possible, she might even get herself someone to toy with in the ring. For the match, she wore her skimpy black wrestling outfit as well as her black mask, covering the upper part of her head.

Soon, her music was played, and Loretta marched out of the entrance, basking in the boos and jeers from the crowd. Though there were some people who cheered for her, though she suspected that they wanted to see her doing something lewd in the ring, and she could hardly blame them for that. In return to the jeers, Loretta sneered at these people as she made her way towards the squared circle, where her opponent was waiting for her.

Loretta Sombra

Once she was inside the ring, Loretta took her time looking at her opponent for tonight. She was quite easy to the eyes, to say the least, and she had this willful attitude to her that would make breaking her much a pleasant experience. Donning her sly smile, Loretta placed her hands on her own hips as she kept her eyes on Ossi, not saying any word as she waited at her corner for the match to begin. She thought that she would greatly enjoy this match.

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Ossi glowered up the ramp as her masked foe made her way to the ring, the luchadora showing little regard for the fans as she approached. The Syrian heiress ran a disdainful eye over the woman's outfit as she entered the ring, unable to keep an expression of derision off her face. Loretta looked back, sizing up the arrogant Arab, but the other wrestler didn't deign to speak to her.

"Nothing to say?" Ossi snapped primly as she looked Loretta up and down, the other woman simply standing there with little more than a sly smirk on her face. Ossi felt her cheeks redden. This woman already thought she had the match in the bag. She was buying into the notion that Ossi was nothing but a useless jobber - her damnable reputation was spreading among the community.

She scowled, sinking into her wrestling stance and nodding to the referee to indicate her readiness. When the bell rang, Ossi would look to circle carefully, avoiding rash moves that had gotten her into trouble in previous matches and instead waiting for Loretta to react to her.

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Loretta chuckled when she heard Ossi's words. "Well, I could say something, but..." She smirked cruelly at her opponent. "I'd rather not waste my words on some loser like you." She looked at Ossi's face so that she could see her expression. She would surely revel in whatever expression that the beautiful Syrian would show in response to her words.

Now that the match was about to begin, the black-clad luchadora would prepare herself for the match. Still maintaining her mocking smirk on her face, Loretta would take her position before the referee called for the bell. Now that the match had started, Loretta would maintain her distance from Ossi, smirking at her all the while, as if daring her to make the first move as she carefully observed her movements.

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Ossi's scowl deepened at Loretta's mocking words, the scantly clad luchadora before her clearly aware of the Syrian's dismal record in the ring so far. However, for once in her life Ossi managed to keep her mouth shut, even if her cheeks reddened with embarrassment at the woman's dismissive tone. She would show this disrespectful fool who was a loser, and she would do it in this ring here and now!

When the bell rang, however, Loretta remained in place, still smirking at Ossi, dismissive in the extreme and daring her to make the first move. Ossi approached cautiously, edging from left to right, hesitating as the other woman continued not to react. Eventually, unsure how else she could proceed, she edged close before lunging at Loretta, trying to yank the woman out of her corner with a swift Irish whip to start off the match!

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Loretta watched as she waited for Ossi to make her first move. When she saw her lunging towards her, she would brace herself before the Syrian grabbed her. From the feel of it, the luchadora could tell that Ossi was trying to send her running with an Irish whip.

Almost chuckling to herself, she would try to resist the whip before making use the momentum that Ossi was making to reverse the Irish whip attempt, looking to send her running towards the corner with an Irish whip of her own.

If it was successful, Loretta would expect Ossi to hit the canvas, either with her back or her front. From there, she planned to follow after her, looking to ram herself into her, sandwiching her opponent's body between her own and the turnbuckle.

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Ossi lunged for Loretta, trying to drag her forcibly into the match with an Irish whip, but it seemed that was exactly what the luchadora was waiting for. In the blink of an eye the masked wrestler resisted Ossi's attempts to pull her forward, before turning the tables, hauling Ossi sharply into an Irish whip of her own!

"Unngh!" Ossi blurted as Loretta swiftly whipped the Syrian into the corner, her spine bashing painfully into the turnbuckle. Wincing with pain and cursing inwardly, she tried to push herself out of the corner before the luchadora could follow up, but she was far too slow. Before she could get out of the corner Loretta came flying in with a follow up splash!

"OUGHHHH!" the arrogant Arab spluttered as her body was pasted into the corner, squashed between the unyielding turnbuckle and the body of her opponent, leaving her gasping for air with her arms draped across the top ropes.

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After reversing Ossi's Irish whip attempt and sending her running towards the corner, Loretta then followed after her before hitting her with a corner splash. Hearing Ossi crying out in pain after being splashed brought a smile to Loretta's face, and she stepped back as she took her time inspecting the look on the Syrian's face after she was flattened earlier.

"There you go. You look way better when you are in pain." Loretta purred as she would bring both her hands onto both Ossi's breasts, giving each of them a squeeze. She wanted to hear her reaction from this before she decided to deliver her next attack, which was a knee strike to her exposed stomach. She would do so a few times so that once she was done kneeing her belly, she would make sure that her opponent dropped down on her butt in a seated position, which would put her in a perfect place for her next move.

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Ossi felt a rush of blood to her cheeks as Loretta mocked the swift predicament that she'd put the Syrian in, leaving her gasping in the corner using the ropes for support. She opened her mouth to reply with some cutting remark, but she was cut off as the luchadora suddenly grabbed her pert breasts and squeezed!

"OOHH!" Ossi squealed in shock, arms flailing wildly and eyes going wide as she stared down at the hands fondling her chest. "Get...GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF M-AAUUUGHHH!"

Her indignant shrill tirade was abruptly cut off when Loretta released the perky Arab's bust, only to slam a knee into her stomach. Ossi spluttered for breath, only for several more strikes to crash into her exposed belly. With a final knee strike, the arrogant heiress crumpled to the ground in a sitting position, her bust heaving as she tried to get her breath back, beaten into a vulnerable spot by Loretta's crisp offensive!

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Loretta landed a few knee shots into Ossi's belly, causing her to sputter before she ended up falling down into a seated position at the corner. The luchadora grinned evilly, as if already expecting this to happen. Seeing that her opponent was seated there, Loretta would then turn around, making sure that the Syrian would be able to see her barely-covered ass-cheeks, covered only in black thong, before she moved her ass backwards, looking to rub her backside all over Ossi's face!

The crowd cheered and hooted as Loretta subjected Ossi to a stinkface, rubbing and grinding her ass-cheeks all over her beautiful face. The luchadora would make sure to gyrate her hips, posing sexily for the crowd before she groped her own breasts, basically getting the crowd excited by her lewd display.