Fatal Attractions [Scar vs Nha]

[thesteedman]

Once again the crowd began to pop loudly when Sophia managed to hit a perfect German Suplex upon Nha, getting a loud cheer and some well earned chants as she completed her bridge and slammed Nha down hard against the centre of the mat. Despite completing the move, the Egyptian began to show her skill and amazing reactions before the move was pulled off, able to keep up with Sophia's deadly strikes with stern blocks and quick checks. It was only thanks to a combination of stepping up her speed, and outright anger against Nha that Sophia was able to begin besting her, slipping through her defences finally with some hard strikes before she landed the move she intended to keep up her assault against her.

Sophia did what she could to remain calm and stoic... and to some extent after her successful attack, she managed to find some amount of amity in the fuelling fire Nha had begun within her core... but ticks remained. Her brow was furrowed ever so slightly, her breathing was a little deeper and there was somewhat of a dark look within her eyes that was noticeable to someone as observant as Nha. It would not take too much to stoke those fires again... and whilst Sophia was keeping some cool for the time being... enough anger clearly made her more reckless, and recklessness lead to potential mistakes and openings. Sophia was not one to lose her cool... but she had never wrestled against someone who used such tactics, she found it detestable.

"This is wrestling... there is no place for such antics here in the ring!" Sophia spoke out with a hint of venom dripping in her tone. She flicked up to her feet besides the rising Nha, holding a slight limp when she was up and turning. Sophia looked to take advantage of her dazed state from the striking combination and suplex attack, not wanting to let up the momentum. Nha was still fresh with the match only just beginning, and it would take more than that to put the Egyptian down. With a quick spin, Sophia looked to try and plant her foot hard into her stomach before she could compose herself, looking to strike her hard in the abs and take the wind out of her.

With Nha positioned as she was, if the hit was successful she would end up staggering into the nearby turnbuckle, prompting Sophia to rush the scantily clad beauty. She looked to leap up onto the turnbuckle upon her, planting both her feet against Nha's hips whilst her hands grasped around the back of her neck. It was Sophia's intent to fall backwards, pulling Nha with her before she kicked with both legs, looking to launch Nha with a monkey flip that would sent the Egyptian sailing and tossing into the air, looking to once more plant her on her back.

Normally Sophia would be right up and upon her enemy normally... known for overwhelming attack against her opponents, but her leg near gave when she flicked up to her feet, making her drop to one knee as she cured in German, feeling pain shoot through the leg that had been subjected to the terrible knee bar earlier. Biting on her lower lip, Sophia lowered herself to stretch out her leg at the side... she was overdoing it and not letting her knee recover.

[Darius 2.0]

Nha was quick and had good reflexes but she was hardly a striker herself. While she was able to block the majority of Sophia's attacks her sloppy technique left her open to many others. Not to mention Sophia's rage at her earlier antics motivated the woman to try that much harder to hit her. Briefly overwhelmed by the onslaught, Nha was left exposed, leaving her unable to stop the German from pulling off the (aptly named) German suplex. The blue twin's body spiked into the mat with a loud crash, cheered on by an audience largely on the side of her opponent, before dropping to the mat with a pained groan.

As she struggled to rise again, Nha caught eyes with Sophia, and was quite amused at what she saw. The look and attitude of her opponent, once one composure and dignity, was now one of barely contained anger and embarrassment. She was doing her best to hide how affected she was by Nha's teasing touch but the Egyptian saw right through it. She was shook, starting to understand just whom she stepped into the ring with tonight. The look on Sophia's face alone would have been worth it, but Nha had so many more plans for their time together....

Unfortunately, Sophia wasn't subscribing to those plans just yet, and was already lasing out with a kick to Nha's body just as she managed to stand back up again. "Ooof!" the sultry woman grunted, the stomach nailing her in her tight stomach and sending her stumbling backwards. Her back hit the turnbuckle, something Sophia no doubt aimed to do, and winced in pain the series of attacks she had taken in the short amount of time. But even still, a dangerous smile formed on her blue colored lips as she looked across at Sophia, for if there was one battle she was winning currently, it was one of the mind.

"So you say," Nha said with a playful wink. "But I think a part of you liked it...." Whether Sophia charged because of her latest taunt or because she was planning to anyway, the German was once again rushing at Nha. This time, however, Nha was a little more prepared. As the Sophia got close, Nha would grip the top ropes tight, and as soon as Sophia was in range Nha would use them to lift both her legs off the mat so Sophia would plow face first into them, stopping the woman in her tracks. If that worked at Sophia was stunned as a result, Nha would take advantage by hopping herself up to the top turnbuckle. She wouldn't stay there long though, and would immediately jump off it to deliver a drop kick from up high directly to the chest of her foe!

[thesteedman]

Sophia frowned at Nha's accusation. The German wrestler knew it was all part of the mind games Nha had began to employ against her, but the notion still annoyed her. After her kick met its mark, Nha was sent to the corner, though the sly smile that spread across the soft lips of Nha indicated that she was not winded nor too stunned from the well placed kick. Logic dictated that Sophia should stay her hand, back up and take a reset to start the dance all over again... but Nha was slowly chipping away at her patience and her nerves. The arrogant smile, the twisted suggestion that some part of Sophia found enjoyment out of Nha's deviant antics.

The scarred beauty's hands balled into tight fists... and foolishly she rushed Nha, allowing her anger to make a decision for her, one that was not wise nor normally to Sophia's more thought out approach. She realised all too quickly that she had no one to blame but herself when the momentum shifted all at once. Nha hoisted herself up, predicting Sophia's approach despite the haste of her rush, using the turnbuckle as a weapon before she raised her feet upwards for a big kick. Sophia was able to react, throwing her arms up and somewhat mitigating the worse impact of the blow and protecting her head, but the force of the kick sent her stumbling back... before her knee once again became an issue.

The pain was numbing slowly in her leg from the knee bar... but it was taking too long and Sophia was not giving herself a chance to recover. She gasped out, feeling the sharp pain shoot through her leg as if a dagger had been lodged below her knee. As such, the platinum haired beauty collapsed onto her back, favouring her leg briefly. Gritting her teeth, she looked to try and fight through it, getting back up to her feet almost as quickly as she had fallen over... but the moment she raised, Nha was upon her. The Egyptian sailed through the air, shifting herself with impressive ease before both her powerful legs threw themselves outwards towards Sophia. The German gasped out breathlessly when the massive dropkick clashed against her chest hard.

Sophia was sent off her feet from the momentum and the sheer power of the kick, feeling the air leave her lungs and her feet leave the ground. She was sent towards the centre of the ring, landing on her back hard. She coughed out, struggling to breathe for a few seconds, turning and trying to rise. Her body failed her, and she fell down against the mat before she could even get to one knee... clearly stunned from such a big move. She felt stupid... Sophia realised she was letting Nha get to her... and it was costing her!

[Darius 2.0]

It seemed that Nha's taunts and actions against her scarred opponent had the intended effect of getting under her skin, causing her to once gain charge the cornered Egyptian....exactly as Nha intended. Lifting her legs, Nha allowed Sophia's momentum to do most of the work by carrying right into the kick. Most of the damage she managed to block but it did stop the German in her tracks as well as knock her on her ass. It gave Nha plenty of time to deliver her follow up dropkick from up high directly into Sophia's chest. As her opponent went down so too did Nha, crashing to the mat with a slight grunt. The fall was controlled but it still stung. It had been worth it though. Nha now had Sophia right where she wanted her.

Smiling at the thought, Nha would waste no time, and would roll to her feet almost as soon as she had hit the mat. When she rose, she saw Sophia try to stand herself, only to collapse to the mat after the effort. Perfect. She wasn't going anywhere, and Nha could probably guess why. Every since she had trapped Sophia in that knee bar her opponent seemed to be favoring her other leg. Nha had noticed it when she had unleashed her furious striking barrage, and again just now when she had charged her in the corner. Sophia seemed more affected by her submission than Nha had previously thought, and what kind of strategist would she be if she didn't take advantage of that?

Smirking, Nha would make her way over to where Sophia lay on her back. "Don't be embarrassed, little Wolfe," Nha would say, blessing Sophia with a nickname right then and there. "You'd be surprised how many fighters are secretly masochists. I'm always happy to help others discover their true selves...."

Approaching Sophia from her feet, Nha would zero in on the leg she had torqued a bit earlier. Smirking down at Sophia, the sultry Egyptian would attempt to go for the leg, picking it up off the mat so could hook it securely under her armpit. With one more wink directed down at the German, Nha would attempt to roll Sophia onto her front using the grip on her leg. Nha would turn with her to end up on Sophia's back, which she would promptly plop her butt down on. If all went to plan, Nha would have the platinum headed woman trapped in a single-legged boston crab, pulling backwards on the same leg she had already tortured before.

[thesteedman]

Sophia gasped out when Nha was able to capitalise upon her position, already upon her before the angelic looking German could recover and rise up. Already the Egyptian beauty was upon her, a dark look smothering what would otherwise be her alluring features. Nha was certainly a stunning woman to behold, flaunting her looks and her finely tuned body with what little attire covered her body... but her heart and her soul were very much the opposite to her appearance. Sophia was quickly discovering how dark her nature was... a sadist and perverse.

"Does that make you the big bad pig then?" Sophia spat back when Nha belittled her, making a reversed reference to the three pigs tale of old. She was about to flip to her feet, but once against Nha moved fast, capturing one of her legs before she could do so... the leg she had previously worked on with the knee bar. In desperation, Sophia sent a hard kick towards Nha to try and drive her away with her free leg... but Nha's grip was already firm, using it to anchor herself down!

Gasping in alarm, Sophia was turned and twisted, being forced to lie on her bare stomach as she felt her already damaged leg being twisted and bent in a fashion that it was not designed to. Combined with the earlier damage, and suddenly Sophia was once again locked in a dangerous and torturous hold! Nha settled her rear down on Sophia's back, bending her leg into a C like shape. Sophia's eyes went wide, and she fought hard not to scream... knowing it was what Nha was after from her. Her body strained and her toes curled... but she could not hold it for long, soon shouting out in agony as a half Boston crab was locked in viciously tight.

Once again, Sophia was in a compromised position, looking desperately to see if the ropes were nearby for a quick break. Again... Nha's positioning was too good. The ropes were out of reach and it would take a lot of energy to reach them. Sophia's face was nothing but an expression of pain... her only salvation was that from Nha's position, she could not revel as much at it. Although the leverage was against her... and it would bring agony upon her spine given her current forced position, Sophia tried to twist her body below Nha's rear... gasping out in absolute anguish, before she tried to grasp at Nha's ankle, pulling hard in an attempt to try and misbalance her in an attempt for freedom.

[Darius 2.0]

Like a lioness pouncing on a wounded gazelle, Nha was upon Sophia far before the woman could hope to recover. Targeting that sore leg, she took hold if it firmly, ignoring any attempt Sophia made to dislodge her. There would be no stopping Nha from completing the submission, something she made clear to the German by winking mockingly at her just before turning her over. Once she had, the single-legged crab was complete and Nha was free to pull back on Sophia's already in injured leg....which she would of course do with wanton abandon.

Settling herself upon the small of Sophia's back, Nha would rear back on the affected limb cruelly and without mercy. An expert of submissions, the Egyptian beauty worked the hold to near perfection, giving the woman a stretch that would bring agony to both her leg and back, and considering the pain Sophia's leg went had gone through before, it would be a doubly excruciating experience. At first, Nha was disappointed she not greeted by the sweet sounds of her opponent screaming. She decided to rectify that problem by scooting back even further on Sophia's back, yanking back even harder on the trapped leg. Nha was soon rewarded by the desperate screams of a woman in pain, and that alone made her blue lips curl into a smile. Her only regret was she couldn't see Sophia's pain filled expression

"I love fighting women like you, Sophia," Nha would say as she tortured the poor German's leg and back. "So serious and uptight all the time. No room for fun in the ring, blah blah blah....Those are the women who I have the most fun taking apart."

Her words dripped with poison, but Nha had underestimated just how trapped Sophia was. When the German managed to snatch her ankle she was surprised, but not as surprised when a sudden yank threw her positioning off balance. Nha stumbled with the grip on Sophia's leg, relieving the pressure for a moment. It would have been an avenue for escape.....had it been anyone but Nha

With her single-legged crab's position compromised, Nha would improvise. Swiftly, she would take Sophia's leg and try to scissor it between her caramel thighs, trapping it yet again. The blue twin would then fall backwards to drape herself over Sophia's back, giving her access to lock in a tight chokehold around the throat of her foe. Should Nha react quick enough, she would effectively transfer her hold from a single-legged boston crab to an STF submission. Not only would it place Sophia in a suffocating chokehold and stretch her body at an awkward angle, it would also put even more pressure on that already sore leg.

[thesteedman]

When Nha announced her desire in fighting the likes of Sophia, the German knew she could not say the same for her opponent. She held no liking to wrestlers like Nha, who treated the sport more like a game than a competition. She flaunted her form, exposed more flesh than what was needed and her antics made Sophia detest her all the more the longer the match went on. For now Sophia could not word the response she wanted to, such was the pain of the hold as Nha cranked on her already worn down leg, whilst pressing her rear down against the small of her back. Her spine was already being stretched from the position, as Nha began to work on more of her body than just her leg.

Sophia's escape attempt proved to be successful... or at least so the beatific German beauty first thought. It hurt her spine to twist in the manner that she did, moving unnaturally against the vertebrae of her back as she could feel a few unpleasant pops and clicks, but she was able to grasp and misbalance Nha by shoving and pulling at her ankle, forcing the scantily clad Egyptian to shift and loosen her grasp. Sophia moved quick, all too eager to escape from the excruciating hold... but Nha proved to be much more resourceful than Sophia could have anticipated in her ground game and specialty in submission holds! Nha was almost serpentine like... managing to shift a bad position into one that soon worked for her favour. Her legs shifted, scissoring Sophia's worn down leg, placing pressure upon it that made Sophia writhe and close her eyes tight with pain.

She felt the scantily clad alluring Egyptian almost slither upon her, her legs tightening whilst her body grinded and slid over her own form from behind. It was only thanks to Sophia's quick thinking that the coming hold was not all too dangerous, as she was able to raise her hand upwards when Nha wrapped her arms around her neck. It was a terrible and compromising position for Sophia, as she groaned in pain, feeling the STF being locked in tightly upon her. Her spine was curved like a C, as Nha began to pull, choking Sophia, stretching her spine unnaturally whilst her dangerous legs bound her own hurting limb. Her hand managed to reduce the choke, granting Sophia some precious air... but not as much as she would have liked. Her body strained, and Sophia shouted out loud in pain, feeling Nha slowly beginning to wear her down.

"Uugh! Y... you damn snake..." Sophia finally cursed breathlessly, letting her emotions rarely get the better of her. Nha was taking her apart bit by bit, not just physically, but emotionally as well. Sophia looked for the ropes... looked for any way to find release. Nha had her lock on good, and she had a lot of the leverage. In desperation, Sophia tried to twist her body... but she knew it would come at a significant cost in both energy, and briefly making the STF even worst as she tried to shake her opponent off and attempt to grasp the ropes for salvation once more.

[Darius 2.0]

The STF was locked in, and though it was done on the fly, Nha's expertise at submission holds meant that even hastily executed the hold would be near flawless. Once again, the she had bound up Sophia in a debilitating hold and made it look easy. Now Nha was not only was working tortured leg of hers, but also her back as well. And just for fun, Nha had thrown in a chokehold. When all was said in done, Sophia would be in a much worse position than the one she was in before. Like quicksand, the vixen had pulled Sophia further in the more she struggled.

Nha's lips were curled into a cruel sneer ever since locking in the hold. She loved the feeling of a victim's body bending and breaking according to her will. They were almost as tasty as the sounds that came with it. Sophia's breathless groans were particularly delicious. Draped across Sophia's back, Nha pressed her impressive chest against the woman's shoulder blade as she maintained the chokehold which, while not fully locked in thanks to Sophia's quick hands, was still no doubt a great source of discomfort.

Not to mention it put Nha's head uncomfortably close to Sophia's ear.

"Snake, huh?" Nha whispered huskily mere inches from Sophia's ear. "I like that....makes you sound like my prey, little Wolfe." While trapped in Nha's clutches, Sophia would attempt to shift herself and make her way to the ropes, obviously hoping for another break. Nha didn't stop her....but wouldn't make it easy for her either. "I'm especially fond of the snakes that wrap you up all nice and tight, squeeeeeezing the life out no matter how much you struggle to escape...." As she stretched and choked poor Sophia in her submission, Nha would lean in close to the woman's cheek, smiling wickedly. "And when you're nice and weak......that's when the snake......."

That was all the warning Sophia would get before Nha would bite down on her ear! It wouldn't be h bite hard enough to draw blood but a light little chomp down upon Sophia's earlobe. The sultry Egyptian would nibble upon her trapped foe's ear, teasing her and humiliating her. She wouldn't stop Sophia attempting to get to the ropes but she would chew upon her earlobe the entire way, and unless the German was otherwise occupied with what was happening to her, she would eventually manage to get to the ropes.

[thesteedman]

Nha began to play on Sophia's accusations, once more playing mind games with her captive as it where. Nha's voice was low, near a whisper as she began to taunt Sophia whilst keeping her locked in the dangerous STF hold. Her voice was seductive and alluring, befitting of her exotic appearance and attire or lack thereof. The manner in which she moved, and purposely slid against Sophia, it was all part of the act and the mind games. Sophia winced in disgust... only glad that she was dressed in the manner she was, reducing the amount of skin contact. Naturally she regretted bringing a top that exposed her midriff and core, as Nha at least took advantage of that amount of exposed skin.

She tried to focus upon reaching the ropes... but Nha began to double down as it where, tightening her hold, playing into the jape about her being a serpent as she began to tease Sophia whilst she was in such a compromising position. What was supposed to be an insult, Nha instead began to embrace, slowly constricting as it where... tightening her grip upon Sophia's neck as she kept her leg bound and her body contorted agonisingly so. Breathing became more diffcult... sapping Sophia's energy, but thanks to her own hand blocking the complete lock of the hold... she had enough air to endure the torturous and suffocating hold.

"Aagh! Wh... what are you doing?!" Sophia gasped breathlessly as Nha went one step further, biting onto her earlobe. It was a firm bite, but not particularly painful... more of a shock to the German's system. Nha had already done the same upon her foot, once nipping at her toe and now this. Sophia winced in disgust as Nha began to near playfully nip and nibble at her ear, as if she was some form of lover of hers to be played with. The notion of it was near frightening, and Sophia couldn't help but blush, more for the fact that she was being publically humiliated by Nha. Any attempt to thrash away would only potentially damage herself... and so she focused on crawling towards the ropes, knowing she would find release from the whole torture if she could just grasp that bottom rope!

With a big stretch, she grasped at the rope finally, wincing and groaning in pain. By now what was exposed of her flesh was beginning to glisten, making Sophia quite a stunning sight to behold. Her hair was slightly unkempt, her chest rising and falling heavily with each breath. She was desperate to escape from Nha's grasp... she was desperate for this match to be over! She had not anticipated this kind of opponent... and Sophia was paying the price for it.

[Darius 2.0]

From ringside, Sha watched with steely eyes the slow and agonizing crawl Sophia made to the ropes, the karateka more desperate than ever to escape Nha's clutches after the mortifying twist her twin sister had added to the STF. The red twin couldn't help but roll her eyes. Once again, Nha was making a spectacle when she should be focusing on defeating her opponent, and from what she had seen of Sophia, a mistake against her could be costly. But Nha was always going to be Nha, and her unique style had served her well in the past. As she watched Sophia grab at the ropes like a lifeline, Sha only hoped her sister would not get herself into trouble like usual.

Nha, meanwhile, was being told by the ref to release Sophia after she made the rope break, much to her annoyance. She hated rope breaks; they ruined much of her fun. Nonetheless, Nha would release Sophia from the STF just before the ref could reach the count of three. She would also let go of Sophia's earlobe between her teeth, but not before whispering another teasing remark directly into her ear. "Was it as good for you as it was for me?"

The last time Sophia had freed herself via rope break, Nha had seen fit to give her space to recover. The sultry Egyptian would give her no such chance now. Those reactions Sophia gave her when she was being humiliated in the STF had been exquisite. Nha wanted more. She needed more. So instead of giving Sophia room, Nha would reach down for the woman's platinum ponytail so she could yank on it, aiming to use it to force Sophia onto her feet again. If she managed that, Nha would use that same grip on her hair to drag her to the center of the ring, far away from those pesky ropes.

If Nha managed to get Sophia to the middle of the ring unmolested, she would set her next move into motion, SMiling wickedly at the German, Nha would suddenly aim to launch a hard knee directly into her midsection, She would do this not only once, but twice, hammering those knees into Sophia's tough abs. The goal would be to get Sophia to double over, and if Nha achieved that her next move would be to raise her bare foot to place on the back of Sophia's dropped head. Then Nha would bring that foot down so Sophia's head would go with it, stomping the German's skull into mat! If Nha pulled this off her foot would remain planted on Sophia's head, a not so subtle message about who was currently in control.