Ossi Shamar vs Loretta Sombra

[arktriumph]

Ossi's eyes rolled, her head spinning from the thumping impact of Loretta's ass slamming into her face. She offered no resistance as the luchadora dragged her up by her hair, holding the heiress up as she tottered unsteadily, her knees trembling as she tried to focus.

Her cheeks reddened as Loretta's taunts continued to rain down upon her. She moaned in protest, making a pitiful attempt to paw at the hand holding her hair.

"No... that is not... I can wi-OUUUGHHHH!" Ossi's unconvincing reply was cut off by the knee slamming into her belly. The wind was driven from her and she almost collapsed there and then.

"Gnnh...no..." Ossi burbled, staggering on weak legs as Loretta bent her down and clamped her effortlessly into the front-face lock. Her gloved hands flailed pathetically at Loretta's shapely frame as she tried to get some kind of purchase to fight back, but this one-sided domination showed no signs of slowing down. The Syrian heiress could only squirm in the grip of her tormentor, her pride being chipped away at with every move!

[Arjuna]

Having Ossi doubling over before her, Loretta then held her in a front facelock. The black-clad luchadora smirked as she would drag Ossi to the center of the ring as she prepared herself for her next move. She would move down her other hand onto Ossi's bottoms, yanking at them with enough force to give the Syrian a little wedgie. Making sure that her hold around her head was snug enough, Loretta would then hoist her up, holding her upside down before falling backwards, bringing Ossi down into the mat with a vertical suplex!

Right after sending Ossi's body down with the vertical suplex, Loretta would release her head and get herself on her knees so that she could look at her face. She smirked as she would grab onto her hair, forcing the Syrian to sit up. "If you think I'm wrong... why don't you tell me the times when you actually won a match?" She asked as she would look into her opponent's eyes. "Can't think of even one, can we?" She continued taunting her opponent before she gave her a disrespectful slap right across her cheek.

[arktriumph]

Trapped in the front face-lock, Ossi had little prospect of escape as Loretta took a hold of her wrestling briefs, tugging the fabric sharply to inflect an embarrassing wedgie on the Syrian heiress, exposing more of her shapely rear for the crowds to ogle! She let out a cry of dismay, struggling uselessly to get free, but it turned out that was the least of her worries. A moment later Ossi found herself hoisted skywards as Loretta executed a crushing vertical suplex!

"AAAAARHGHHHHHHH!" Ossi screeched as she was smashed into the canvas. She writhed around on the mats, arching her back in pain for a moment before she slumped flat on her back, breathing heavily. The respite didn't last long though, as she felt Loretta grab her hair and yank the Syrian into a sitting position. She stared fearfully into the luchadora's eyes as Loretta continued to mock her, challenging her to even name a single match she'd won!

"I..." Ossi blurted in horror as she tried to think. She had won before, she was certain, but after the tremendously one-sided thrashing she was receiving at Loretta's hands she couldn't think... she couldn't remember. Her mind was blank! And before she could respond the luchadora gave her a contemptuous slap across the face!

"Unhh!" she squeaked in shock, wriggling pathetically in her opponent's grip. "Y-you can't do this to me..."

[Arjuna]

Loretta was savoring every second of this as she humiliated the Syrian by slapping her. Hearing Ossi's pathetic words, Loretta chuckled before she responded, "Yes, I can. You are weak, and I am strong. The only place for a weakling like you is beneath my boots. You should know this already..." She continued taunting Ossi as she would give her another slap right across her cheek.

"They only keep you around to make other people look better. To call you an enhancement talent is already generous enough. Hell, even the word 'jobber' is too good for you!" Loretta kept taunting and mocking Ossi as she would pull her back up, getting Ossi back on her feet. "That's your only role here in LAW, and nothing else. You may as well accept it as fact." Now that both of them were standing, Loretta would try to drive her knee into Ossi's exposed stomach, looking to knock the wind out of her.

[arktriumph]

Ossi's cheeks flamed with humiliating as Loretta continued to mock her, her words cutting the Syrian's pride to tatters as she sat helpless in the grip of the sadistic luchadora. She opened her mouth to speak, only to be cut off by a fresh slap, further compounding her embarrassment. She let out a feeble whimper of dismay as Loretta began hauling her pliable body upright once more.

"The...that's not true," Ossi whined pitifully in response to Loretta's declaration. She was an heiress of Shamar! She couldn't just be... used for the sake of others. Could she? Ossi had come with belief that she would sweep through the foolish challengers of LAW, but here she was, a beaten picture of failure in the hands of Loretta.

"I am Ossi... Shamar," she burbled, shaking her head. "I am not-OUGHHHHH!" Her pitiful attempts to counter Loretta's insults were swiftly cut off as a knee slammed into her stomach, winding her. Ossi's legs buckled and she gasped for breath, only the luchadora's grip stopping her from collapsing back down to the canvas again!

[Arjuna]

Driving her knee into Ossi's stomach, Loretta chuckled evilly as she would then continue to mock and taunt her. "Saying your name out loud won't change the fact that you're a pathetic excuse of a wrestler. But I've already said too much. Maybe it's about time we end this. Let's call this my mercy..." Grinning, she decided to wrap her arms around Ossi's body, trapping her in a bearhug.

A bearhug wasn't something that a luchadora like Loretta typically do, but she simply couldn't help herself. She would exert her strength to squeeze the life out of her opponent, pressing their bodies against each other. She was planning to make the other woman suffer from the hold, fully intending to make her submit to her.

[arktriumph]

"No, no please ... you can't... GNNGHHHH!" Ossi's pitiful begging was swiftly cut off when Loretta swept the defeated Syrian up into a crushing bearhug! Her mouth opened wide in panic as she was effortlessly mashed against the luchadora's body, squirming feebly in her foe's embrace. The appalling trajectory of the match continued and the fans jeered her for every second of it, thriving as they watched Ossi Shamar once again crumble. She couldn't fight Loretta - that much had been made abundantly clear. There was nothing she could do...

It wasn't long before the squeeze of the bearhug took effect. After a short burst of struggling Ossi quickly subsided into a limp, submissive state, her arms and legs dangling helplessly towards the canvas and her head lolling back, eyes fluttering as she tried to cling to consciousness, unable to draw breath to even voice her submission.

[Arjuna]

Loretta would keep Ossi's body squeezed in her arms before she felt that her opponent stopped her struggling. Looking at Ossi's face, Loretta laughed and said, "Heh, pathetic. Cant' even handle a bearhug." She would unceremoniously drop Ossi's body onto the mat, and the referee would check on the Syrian to see if she was still able to continue with the fight or not.

Grabbing onto Ossi's arm, the referee would lift it up before releasing it, wanting to see whether there was any response or not. If Ossi's arm dropped to the mat, the referee would do it for the second time. If the same thing happened for the third time, the referee would have to declare that the match was over, with Loretta winning via knockout.

[arktriumph]

Ossi offered no response as Loretta laughed at her pathetic conduct, the Syrian heiress dangling helplessly as she was utterly overwhelmed by the bear-hug. Her body collapsed in a limp heap when the luchadora released her, to the sound of cheers and jeering calls from the fans as they watched her capitulation.

However, she was still conscious - barely. She felt the referee lift her arm, and twice she lacked the strength to stop it from flopping limp to the canvas. The third time, though, her stubborn (and in this case, certain to be foolish!) pride shone through and she managed to stop her arm from falling just inches from the mats. The referee stepping back, not giving the win to Loretta just yet, and Ossi tried to push herself up onto all fours, still winded and weak from the crushing bear hug she had endured.

[Arjuna]

Loretta watched as the referee checked whether Ossi could still fight or not, and when Ossi somehow refused to stay down, the luchadora tilted her head, raising an eyebrow, clearly amused by what she was seeing. Letting out a chuckle, Loretta would close in to Ossi before she squatted next to her, mockingly lowering her head as she taunted her some more.

"Oho~ still got some fights left in you, huh?" Loretta said mockingly. "Or perhaps you're just too stupid to realize how outclassed you are. Well, let's see if you can get up on your own or not..." She challenged Ossi, telling her to push herself up. All the while, she looked at her and grinned, showing a condescending look even if her face was partly covered by her black mask.