Ossi Shamar vs Pansy; the Blonde - Best of 3 Submission Battle

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Ossi Shamar vs Pansy; The Blonde
Best of Three Submission Match
Points only obtained by making the other wrestler submit

Another day, another match. Ossi's pretty features were marred by a scowl as she waited back stage to be called once more to the ring. Clad in her classic green and gold attire of cropped lycra top, briefs, long golden gloves and green knee-high boots, she stretched out, tossing her thick locks of dark hair impatiently. A disaster was too small a word for her LAW career so far and she was incensed by her tumble down the pecking order. Jobber was what they called her backstage, the insolent rabble of LAWs wrestlers disrespecting her so consistently. It was insufferable. She needed more time to train, to regain some standing, but in the meantime she was still contractually forced into match after match.

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Her music Fierce Pop Starlet once again called her to the ring and the Syrian heiress strutted out into the lights, only to be greeted by a wave of mocking jeers and wolf whistles. Signs mocking her record were held by supposed fans who simply enjoyed watching her lose.

Ossi ignored them, strutting down to the ring in annoyance and clambering in under the bottom rope. Coming to her feet, she smoothed down her wrestling outfit and turned to face the ramp, hands on hips as she awaited her next opponent, hoping against hope that this time she might manage to win and shut these imbecilic onlookers up!

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Pansy was doing what she always does before every match: get into her outfit, stretch some, do some poses in front of the locker and mirror, and wait to be called up. However the skinny blonde felt something... different, along with being more confident than normal. She was feeling a high string of luck on her side for this match in particular, though she's not sure why. Perhaps it has something to do with going toe-to-toe with a jobber who holds a big losing streak under her belt maybe? Before she could think of any other reasons, her name was called. The blonde was ready, and made her way out!

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She was immediately greeted with tons of cheers and shouts of support, as well as some high fives, fist bumps, and signs from the fans as she walked down the ramp and made her way to the apron. Grabbing onto the lower rope, she pulled herself up and jumped into the ring. Then she did a few poses to show off a bit before turning to check out her opponent.

The blonde was amazed and confused as to how someone so bad in the ring could look so gorgeous at the same time. "Well, I certainly got a good feeling about this match!", Pansy thought to herself as she walked up and observed the woman.

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Ossi could not help but feel a stab of jealousy as the fans gave Pansy a more favourable greeting, with no mocking jeers to lead the blonde wrestler into the ring. The Arab beauty had expected such reception for herself, but her seemingly endless avalanche of losses meant she was now met with mockery. It was intolerable! She folded her arms beneath her breasts, cocking a hip as she watched her opponent approach with a critical eye.

Pansy entered, strutting around and posing before even giving the respect of examining Ossi. The Syrian heiress scowled, stepping forward to the centre of the ring with her hands on her hips as she glowered at Pansy, eager to quiet the woman's fans and get the match underway.

"If you're quite finished prancing around," she said icily. "I have a match to win to shut these braying commoners up!"

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Pansy was somewhat mesmerized by the woman's sexy body and lovely looks as she examined her, almost feeling a bit of jealously herself in a way. But she snapped back to reality when her opponent spoke up and asked if she was done gawking whist she stood there in front of the scrawny blonde.

"Huh? O-oh, sorry about that! It's just that I couldn't help but admire and appreciate how hot you look. And you kinda make feel me feel a bit jealous of you too!" Pansy paused for a moment. "Even if you are one of LAW's biggest losers in the ring too!"

She giggled to herself before walking closer to the woman, slightly pressing her chest against hers. "However, I should warn you that this match might belong to me. As given that Luck seems to favor me greatly here that other matches, as well as your rising losing streak too. But even without that stuff, I have a good feeling that your sexy jobber bod will get quickly over exhausted before I'm halfway done with you! " The blonde gave her a wink and gracious smile. "Besides that however, I hope I can have a fun and memorable match with you too! Hehehe!"

She then walked away from the Syrian heiress and went to await in her corner for the match to start.

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Ossi ran through a range of emotions at Pansy's words. A sense of smug pride filled her when her opponent commented on her gorgeous appearance, but this was quickly overshadowed by the insult of her LAW record. Ossi scowled as Pansy approached, before letting out a faint gasp of surprise as the other woman pressed her chest to Ossi's!

"Sexy jobber?!" Ossi blurted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment with Pansy's words. "How dare you address me in such a way! We'll see who's body gives up first, you insolent woman!"

With her shrill voice echoing in the air Ossi glared at Pansy as she bent her knees, taking up her wrestling stance in readiness. When the bell rang, she would move swiftly forward, looking to perform a standard lock up with the blonde and feel out her opponent's strength at the outset of the submission contest.

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After the Syrian jobber finished her rant towards Pansy, the two got into their readying positions. Then the bell rang.

DING DING!!!

The skinny blonde saw her opponent rushing towards her, trying to make the first move on her. "Tsk tsk tsk, yeah I had a feeling you were gonna try something like that", Pansy thought to herself. The blonde, just at the last moment, stepped to the side and leaned her leg out in front of the Syrian heiress to trip over and fall onto the mat.

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Ossi advanced swiftly, her pride having been pricked by Pansy's words. She rushed out, rather unwisely as it turned out as her foe was more than ready for the Syrian's advance. She reached out, lunging forward for a grapple only for Pansy to effortlessly sidestep, leaving Ossi grasping at thin air and stumbling forward.

"Waggh-OOOFF!" Ossi blurted stupidly as she fell right into Pansy's trap, tripping over the blonde's outstretched leg and crashing unceremoniously to the canvas. Feeling blood rush to her cheeks in embarrassment, she tried to scramble away and get back to her feet before Pansy could follow up on her early advantage!

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The blonde, after hearing the Syrian heiress crash to the mat face first, turned around and walked up to her. She then kicked her over onto her back and looked down at her as her opponent's face was red with embarrassment. "Yeaaaahh, that probably wasn't a smart move to make honestly. But it doesn't matter, because now I get to make the first move on you! Yay!!"

Pansy quickly grabbed Ossi, picked her up, and carried her to one of the corner posts and climbed it up with her. Then she flipped her opponent upside down, hanging her by her ankles in the air. "Hehe, now then, why don't we shake things up! Eh sexy jobber lady?" Suddenly, Pansy began to vigorously shake the Syrian heiress up and down in front of the ring and crowd.

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Pansy was too quick for Ossi to escape after the embarrassment of being tripped flat on her face. The other woman was upon her quickly, kicking her over onto her back and taking immense glee in Ossi's terrible start to the match.

She tried to get to her feet, but Pansy grabbed the struggling Syrian and forcefully dragged her over to the turnbuckle, clambering up and hauling her captive with her. Ossi writhed around in Pansy's grip, trying to find some opening to strike back, but before she could do anything she found herself tipped to the side and twisted over until she was hanging upside down in the blonde's grip, dangling from the turnbuckle! Her arms flailed around aimlessly as Pansy held her by the ankles, leaving her on display. Ossi's cheeks reddened as the blonde once again called her a jobber.

"Waaghhh! Nghh... get off! Let me down!" Ossi howled foolishly as she was shaken from side to side, her world literally turned upside down as Pansy made no secret of her desire to make a complete mockery of the arrogant Arab in this encounter. Ossi squirmed and struggled, kicking her legs wildly in a desperate attempt to free herself of this intolerable position!

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Pansy slowed her shaking down, then stopped completely. Leaving her opponent hanging in the air by her ankles. Pansy gave it some thought as to whether or not to let the Syrian jobber go so she could have a turn at the skinny blonde, or to continue and doing what she was doing to her a little more until otherwise. She then gave her response to her opponent.

"Hmmmm.. No, not yet. Sorry, hehehe!"

And with that she started to shake Ossi even more vigorously up and down in the air for all to see, making the Syrian beauty's body jiggle and weaken with each shake too. After another moment of that, Pansy finally decided that Ossi had enough and ceased continuing the Shaky Withdrawal on her (not wanting to make the sexy jobber feel too sick or anything) and let her go... dropping her to the mat. Pansy then did a quick pose for the crowd on the turnbuckle before shifting her focus back to her opponent and jumping back onto the floor and prepare to put her in a full nelson for the next move.