La Hija del Dragon vs Finlay Zeffer

[Luncha_Libre]

“AAAAUGH!” La Hija was screaming in pain as Finlay manhandled her. The luchadora could feel tears running down her cheeks, soaking into her mask as she reached desperately for the ropes. The ref bent in, asking if La Hija wanted to submit. “No! No!” she denied her, shaking her head viciously. She just kept reaching for the ring ropes, pumping her legs, until she finally got close enough … to have them ripped away!

“AAAAAAAAARRRGH!” La Hija screamed again, the pain and frustration too much for her. The luchadora would try again, her ass bouncing as she tried to push her way back, but Finlay had other ideas. Finlay floated over her, using the Dragon’s thick body to slide over her and hook his arms under her own. La Hija was pulled up, struggling and squirming, her thick backside bouncing off of Finlay as she was yanked up and backward. The masked woman was confused, not sure what was happening until it was too late.

“UUGHN!” La Hija del Dragon got whipped backward, flung through the air with a full nelson suplex! Her head hit the canvas, her ample breasts came swinging behind and smacked her in the face. The Dragon was folded in half, her legs flailing in the air after impact. La Hija del Dragon seemed to hang in the air like that for a moment, the impact of the suplex knocking her momentarily senseless.

[Bare]

Finlay sat up following the snap suplex he had managed to get off on La Hija. Her cry of pain rang out throughout the ring making him nod in satisfaction from the successful impact. Releasing his grip the moment he had successfully hit the move Finlay would pull his legs up before shooting them forward to kip back up to his feet.


Turning around to see her form he nodded to himself seeing her body folded up with her legs hanging in the air above her face. 'I can work with this.' He thought to himself as he rolled his neck and approached the woman from behind making murmurs course through in the audience as some thought he may do something... sexual to the brunette. After all many men and some women in the audience were brazen enough to admit they'd do the same. However these people obviously didn't know the blonde well enough to predict what he'd do next.

Reaching down and grabbing the masked wrestler by the legs and pulled them up under his arms. Making sure his grip on her legs was tight Finlay would drag the woman backwards closer to the middle of the ring. Once there he would start to turn on his heels, dragging La Hija around in circles, gradually building up momentum before he was swinging her in circles with a giant swing!

[Luncha_Libre]

La Hija del Dragon was rocked by the suplex, but not so much so that she wasn’t aware her round ass was on full display, at the moment. The luchadora made an effort to wiggle back upright, but she didn’t know which way ‘upright’ was, at the moment. So, she really didn’t accomplish much more than shaking her ass, kicking her legs weakly and showing off to everyone, opponent included, how disoriented and helpless she really was.

“Nnngh, merde …” La Hija groaned as she felt Finlay grab her by the legs and start dragging her across the ring. The luchadora pawed at the mat to try and slow down, to no avail. La Hija looked up in confusion as she started to twist and spin in the air, picking up speed and momentum.

“Wh-whoa … whoa!” La Hija moaned, her flailing protests getting weaker as Finlay picked up speed. Blood rushing to her head, body lifting off the mat, La Hija del Dragon had no idea what was happening to her until Finlay was already well into his spin! The momentum pulled the helpless luchadora into the air in a way she would never had wanted! Hair whipping around the ring, head spinning literally and figuratively, ample bust threatening to pop out as she spun harder and harder, La Hija was utterly helpless as she spun around!

[Bare]

So far the match had unequivocally gone in Finlay's favor with his masked opponent being able to do little in the way of returning any of the offense he had hit the brunette with. As is however he was far from a merciful opponent, and so long as the match was continuing he would continue to hammer La Hija with back to back offense till the woman couldn't take it anymore.

So in keeping with that Finlay would spin faster and faster, turning La Hija around rapidly in a giant swing that had the dragon themed wrestler moaning out in response! After a total of fifteen spins Finlay would stop suddenly and clench his eyes shut to fight the dizziness he himself now had to deal with, though he couldn't imagine how bad it was for his opponent right now.

Either way Finlay didn't let go just because he ended the swing. No rather after looking over his shoulder to make sure they were in the right position Finlay would throw himself backwards, utilizing his grip on the woman's legs to pull her up and over him. If successful in doing so he would catapult the luchadora face and chest first into the nearest corner!

[Luncha_Libre]

“Nnnnngh,” La HIja moaned as Finlay swung her around the ring. The luchadora’s entire body tensed with the swing, her abs tightening as she hung in there. Her thighs flexed with strain, and her arms squeezed her head as she tried to hold herself together. Finlay swung her around and around, picking up momentum, making the luchadora so disoriented that she had no idea where she was when he finally shifted the motion, and flung her up and over.

“OOOH!’ La Hija let out a loud cry as her body suddenly shifted direction, pivoting over Finlay’s and getting flung up into a turnbuckle! The young Dragon’s face flew straight into the corner, bouncing off the turnbuckle with the impact, a hit that rocked her entire body. Dazed and disoriented, La Hija had no way to brace herself for the impact, and took the full collision straight ot her pretty masked face!

“Uugh …” La Hija moaned, trying to lift her head. Bleary-eyed and confused, the luchadora shoved her disheveled hair out of her face and blinked as she looked around the arena. Unable to get her bearings, she couldn’t get herself up. Stunned and completely out of it, La Hija remained on her knees, butt in the air, hanging off the turnbuckle with barely any clue where her dizzy self had been tossed, let alone where her opponent was.

[Bare]

Picking himself up after the giant swing he had performed Finlay would turn to see the fruit of his labor. Namely his opponent face first in the corner with her plump rear sticking the air. "Hmph." He grunted out, so far unimpressed with his opponent's performance thus far in the match.

None the less he wasn't the type to offer extensions or favors in hope of a better match. Instead the desire to win was still firmly in his heart, and thats exactly what he aimed to do. Walking towards his opponent he would grab her by the ankles and pull her legs up once again.

This time however he would not go for a full on attack. Instead he would use the opportunity to simply drag her away from the corner and towards the middle of the ring. Once there he would roll her over onto her back where if successful he would drop down on top of the girl, reaching forward to grab her leg he would pull it up as far as he could in order to secure her in a pinfall!

[Luncha_Libre]

“Owww,” whimpered La Hija del Dragon, trying to peel her face off the turnbuckle. The Dragon shook her head, running her hand over her aching head. The luchadora shook her head, stunned and unable to push herself out of the corner. Instead, she writhed there, ass in the air, round cheeks exposed as the fabric of her trunks dug between them. The luchadora was totally helpless as Finlay was on top of her, again!

“Ah!” La Hija gasped, coming back to reality as Finlay took her by the ankles and pulled her back toward the center of the ring. The luchadora winced as her bare belly was dragged across the canvas, her bust pinched against the mat as she was dragged unceremoniously toward the center of the ring. Then, Finlay flipped her over, belly up. La Hija threw her hands up defensively, but instead of taking a hard hit, she felt Finlay come down on top of her, and hook her leg for a pinfall.

“ONE!”

“No!” La Hija del Dragon immediately threw her arm up in the air, reaching for the lights. Getting her shoulder up broke the pin, and while all she could do was lie on her back and try to recover, the young Dragon was not ready to give this one up, just yet!

[Bare]

As Finlay dropped down on top of La Hija's stomach, pulling her leg up along with him to go for a pinfall Finlay would lean back, looking comfortable with his pin attempt and for good reason. After all with how the match had gone so far there was no reason to think La Hija would break it, and even if she could, it would no doubt eat at her morale going forward being pinned so easily.

Sure enough despite a seemingly confident one count from the ref they were unable to go beyond it. Before he was able to properly register any signs of life from the woman her leg was suddenly torn from his arm, breaking free of his pin attempt. Sitting up as a result of the kick out Finlay would look over his shoulder at the brunette.

"Still have some left in the tank eh?" Not expecting a response from the downed dragoness Finlay would roll himself onto his knees, grabbing La Hija by the hair as he did so before going to stand up, in turn pulling La Hija up along with him. "Very well then." He would say as he reared back one arm, the other holding La Hija up in a standing position before he sliced his arm through the air, attempting to slam La Hija with a chop to the chest!