Alpha Cats Battle: Ossi Shamar Vs Berserk Liger

[The Riders]

"Oh this fucking bitch is milking this right now..." Liger thinks to herself seeing Ossi trying to dominate her like she nothing. Even glaring at being called Pathetic by the other woman as well.

Knowing that she needs to keep the act going. She allows herself to be whipped into the corner, her back slamming into the turnbuckle forcing a small cry out of pain from her lips "AAAAHHH" before slumping in the corner. A look of fear on her face as she terrified of what going to happen to her.

[arktriumph]

"Just too easy," Ossi laughed as she tossed Liger into the corner, her feeble opponent slumping there, apparently having the fight beaten out of her already. After spending so long taking loss after loss, Ossi intended to make this moment last, revelling in being on the winning side for a change.

Approaching Liger, Ossi looked the woman up and down for a moment, a devious smirk on her face, before she extended one shapely leg to press her boot into the other woman's throat in a corner choke.

"You could always give up," she mocked as she pressed harder, trying to choke the breath from her foe. "It's not like you have any chance of winning. Look at you!"

[The Riders]

Liger is whimpering in front of Ossi. Being tossed in the corner and slumping forward more worried of what her opponent is going to do to her, even covering her chest with her arm more worried that she going to do something else to her.

"AAACCCKKKK as a boot is placed on her throat choking her. Her thighs jiggling as she stomps her feet onto the canvas at being choked by a loser like Ossi.... 'Never... I never give up to someone like you."

[arktriumph]

Ossi sniggered as Liger declared that she would never give up. Right now the foolish woman wasn't in any position to stop Ossi's momentum, so the arrogant Arab was unconcerned.

"Fine. If you really need to be taught a lesson in humility then I'll happily oblige!" she taunted, removing her boot from Liger's throat, only to jump forward, attempting to splash her body against Liger's, slamming her breasts into the other woman and trying to do further damage to her foe, softening her up for further punishment!

[The Riders]

Liger is tryin to push Ossi foot away from her neck and throat. Thinking to herself "How long does this bitch plan to milk this ... I swear your going to get stripped after I'm done with you.." she glares at her opponent plotting more of what she going to do to the other woman.

Finally the other woman boot is removed from her throat. Letting out a breath before jerking backward from Ossi slamming into her body with a corner splash. Starting to sag a bit before falling on her rear end with her head leaning against the bottom turnbuckle.

[arktriumph]

The splash left Liger slumped in the corner, the fight beaten out of her and Ossi was revelling in every second of it. She took a moment to strut around the ring, flexing for the crowds, ignoring the boos and jeers as for once she was heading for a thumping victory in LAW.

"Sorry to disappoint you simpletons," she chuckled, before turning her attention back to Liger. "But it's time to finish this weakling off." Grabbing Liger by the ankles, Ossi dragged her opponent into the centre of the ring, readying for a final pin.

Maneouvering around until she stood by Liger's head, Ossi would pull the other woman's legs up to show her ass off to the crowd, before lowering down in a reverse face-sit on Liger, her knees pressing down on her opponent's shoulders in a pin. She grinned happily as the referee began the count.

"ONE!"

[The Riders]

As if this bitch couldn't rub it in more then she already is. Liger is forced to see Ossi strutting around the ring as if the match is already over, before being insulted again by the other woman. And now she just making it some more for everyone to see, as she is dragged to the middle of the ring and her leg's are lifted up into the air. "Wait you fucking....MMMPPPHHMMMM"

The only thing she sees is darkness as Ossi ass is shoved into her face, not able to get her hands up to block it but forced to be smothered in the humiliating facesit like hold.

Two

[arktriumph]

Liger's protests meant nothing as Ossi jammed her pert rear into the other woman's face to hold her in place for the first pinfall. The referee didn't waste much time, and soon her dominance in the opening stage was confirmed!

"Three! One point for Ossi!"

Those words filled Ossi with glee as she completed her first fall of the match. There would still be someway to go to extract the 'I Quit' from Liger, it seemed, but she wasn't worried about that. This match was a gift in every way imaginable.

Taking a moment to twerk her ass over Liger's face, Ossi finally stood up, basking in both the cheers and the boos from the crowd, blowing kisses and parading around the ring while she waited for her opponent to recover to face her in the next fall.

[The Riders]

Finally hearing the ref count three Liger let's out a sigh of relief. She had to play the weak jobber she used to be as a face, but now it go time she got what she wanted by pretending she was no match for Ossi. But now it times to turn the tables on her opponent and doing it in a brutal humiliating way as well.

"Oh Ossi..." she says getting to her feet. Licking her lips slowly as she cracks her knuckles her eyes not leaving the other woman, that hungry look in on her face again.

The ref rings the bell for the next fall. And this time Liger is rushing forward holding her arm out to clothesline Ossi, eager to teach the other woman a painful harsh lesson, that she is nothing but a weakling for her to defeat.

[arktriumph]

Ossi smirked ass Liger picker herself up, looking the woman up and down dismissively. The first fall had set the tone for the match - it was hers for the taking. The other wrestler's slightly manic stare didn't unsettle her - she was still riding high on being in control of a match for once. She grinned as the bell rang for the next fall and stepped forward.

Before she could really think of her next move, however, Liger was suddenly charging out of the corner towards her, with speed that caught the Syrian heiress totally off guard.

"OOUUGHHH!" Ossi yelled shrilly as Liger's clothesline caught her square in the breasts, surprising her with such force that the arrogant Arab was knocked flat, laid out and stunned as she clutched at her aching chest!