Karina Rine Vs. Karla Reinhardt

[Ghost]

Perhaps it was the adrenaline that pushed Karina into using a move that wasn't exactly used ever in her arsenal, or perhaps it was the idea that being attacked repeatedly to her inner thigh left Karla surprised that Karina would still use that leg to attack with. Either way, the result was clear and she had brought the woman to the floor, a risky deal that she had struck with her own pain limits but it paid off. The woman was on the ground and Karina had just finished stopping herself and straightened up again, head tilting low once she had found her opponent on the floor and seemingly recognized her mistake of leaving Karina with some charging space.

Still, that attack was like a double-edged sword for Karina since it renewed the pain within her inner thigh, causing her left eye to close slightly while her lips parted to exhale. She could live with the pain, but she knew Karla couldn't live knowing that she had just been taken to the ground and was no longer able to be arrogant. Karina could have taken the time to recover and cool down.. But her target was so juicy and unprepared for anything else.. Thus Karina would take a few steps back, preparing herself and knew exactly how to work the woman further.

She would take those steps in a hurried advanced before jumping clean off her feet and extending them forward, aiming to legdrop right down upon her opponent with one aimed for Karla's stomach and the other aimed for her chest!

[Monsy]

“Nnggg…” She croaked like a groggy Saturday morning at mid-day. All was mildewed. Her body, pinned by discomfort. The very twitch of her neck tightened any muscle; jaw a spiked and throttled shape. Her face, a mess with lipstick, a little smeared at the corners. Both legs rose, and her feet pressed into the canvas. They waved back and forth, opening, closing, then stomped again. Her hands pressed onto the mat, ready to push up, only to find two legs crushing her back down. “MMNGAH!!”

Her abs turned to dust, and her chest felt like it could pop. Throbs swallowed her whole body. Her legs kicked up, pointed skyward, and so did her head, where her breath hastened into rapid-fire, and she spat on her own chin from the shock. Her legs settled into the ground, where one twitched. She breathed, still heavy, an arm folded above her head, the other straight against her body, trapped beneath one of Karina’s legs. That stare gaped at the lights, a tear for each corner, her mouth still wide open, tongue pushed on her bottom lip. Everything was quivering.

[Ghost]

Down came those legs like two guillotines ready to destroy the body underneath, more then enough to force all the air to leave Karla's body and leave her in such a vulnurable state.. Who was Karina not to take advantage of it? She would move her legs from the red head's body, pulling herself up onto her knees and ready to unleash more carnage on the cocky woman before her. She couldn't afford to underestimate her, but right now the position was too tempting to not go for something extra while the woman seemed pretty out of it, a perfect victim for once of Karinas' favorite moves.

With that, she would crawl forward and bring her hands to the side of Karla's body, forcefully rolling her further so she could bring Karla down to her stomach, to make herself a nice perch to straddle Karla's lower body! She expected the woman to behave, yet she couldn't be too careful about it and decided to slow herself into a steady camel clutch, wanting to bring Karla's arms over her thick thighs and then grasp Karla's chin to start pulling it sharply upwards to test the woman's spine!

[Monsy]

Those legs ground her abdomen into a paste. Her body might as well have become a corpse that twitched on the canvas from minor shocks of pain exploding her nerves one by one. Doggish pants overcame her, an ugly sight on her face, hot, dazed, and half-beat. She might be twenty pounds heavier than before, but this was another league. Impossible to match. Karina would have no trouble in turning her over. Her shoulder arched and smacked, cheeks mushed so those pristine lips could kiss and drool onto the mat. “Guh…” Her world spun from that little motion. It was better to see only white and her own shadow… That was until Karina preyed on the wounded animal.

The sit crisped the pain inside her gut like smearing it over molten rocks. She wheezed out, even squealed as one by one, her arms hooked over two bountiful thighs. Her chin dipped in some groggy stew, where a line of drool dripped from her mouth down below until Karina’s hands cupped her chin and pulled back. The pain exploded; twelve out of ten. Two pops came from her back and more followed as she steadily curved back. It felt like razor blades wedged vertical between each disc, dug into the bone or burst and sliced all the surrounding muscle. It also ripped into her abdomen, pried ab from ab, oblique, shredded and her skin pulled snug. She screamed like she never had and the dam in her eyes burst into a steady stream of tears and eyeliner. A red tint swallowed her face hole, her lips open, to sob, whimper and choke on spit. “P-Please l-let g-g-go!!” Soon her face was bent straight up and she could almost wiggle her arms free. Can she really?

[Ghost]

A camel clutch. If anything was deadly to lighter opponent it was definitely getting pinned down by the heavier class and bend bend silly during it. Karina knew how to dominate her opponent when she had them in the right position and this was definitely one of them. Devastation now laid before Karla's path and Karina was not a merciful woman, especially after Karla did her talking in the ring in an attempt to taunt Karina, now she was within that vice grip she really didn't want to be in and Karina had little thoughts other than bending Karla to the point where her flexibilty was put on the spot.

" Beg harder! Tell me what you'll do in exchange for it! " She grinned down at the woman, now relishing in the pained sounds the woman gave her and there was no pause from Karina, who's arms sought to absolutely destroy the woman within them and to make Karla look right up at the ceiling. Had this been a little more erotic, she could have straight up made out with Karla or to plant her breasts upon Karla's face, which perhaps could be a thing in the future.. But for now the punishment came. Consequences to actions that Karla had committed needed to be paid and Karina was the debt collector. She started to rock back and forth, looking to keep that spine in the burning agony it was in already and adding some more in the process!

[Monsy]

She did much to improve flexibility back then. Her lithe build, hourglass form, the way she did makeup, how she dressed, her mannerisms and speech were a part of this perfect vision for herself. Perhaps the most remarkable display of each was right here. Her spine stretched into a crescent, and her face now pointed at the ceiling; her mouth frothed spit at the corners, drooled; eyes half-rolled back, bulging and bloodshot, those fresh black tears trickled off the corner and down to her ears. “P-Please… P-Please!! A-Anything!! A-aahh… ah… anything…K-Karina….!”

Her feet thrashed into the canvas; her abs stretched until she had a flat belly, and her neck was crushing under the force. She was no longer screaming. Her throat bobbed, and her chin, pulled so tight that her mouth couldn’t open. Only whimpers could escape out the welded confines of those cherry lips. The sounds of some wounded puppy, stepped on, again and again. Shivers shook her lower lip, and every pullback harvested a high-pitched squeal. It was hard to breathe; her entire waist might as well have been squished by a molten press, front and back. Perhaps this is what it would take to grow an extra centimetre…

[Ghost]

The woman practically begged for her life.. Karina loved that. The woman was a loud mouth and she had aimed to make it seem that Karina was not her equal, just someone who was too wild and simple to stand a chance against the arrogant woman. Oh how Karla would be cursing herself now if she wasn't busy making a vocal submission towards the delighted Karina. A part of her would have felt sorry if the trash talking hadn't taken all the mercy out of her, which in turn was easily felt with how she was trying to outright break that spine in the camel clutch!

Off course, that point was never going to happen as she would ultimately release the woman after she gave such stuttering words, the smile never leaving her face as she leaned in to whisper into Karla's ear " ..I believe that's one point for me.. ". To make matters worse, she would part her lips to briefly drag her tongue along the rim of Karla's ear before she would get up and off her, putting her boot upon that spine that she was targeting for a while and would push down with all her weight as she stepped on and over Karla to get to the turnbuckle, letting the woman experience some new amount of pain before she was given the chance to recover!

[Monsy]

Her pain receptors experienced their apocalypse. Dripping molten agony gripped her from waist to neck. Every nook, crevice and muscle on her body burned and ripped. She snapped into the canvas, forehead as the hammer. Her arms sprawled above her head, folded above her crown, and fell silent. Hush breaths crept as her head turned on one cheek, almost like she dreamt. The warm-wet sensation across her earlobe woke her, though, and a quiet moan slipped. A hand clutched her ear. Her cheeks burned into crimson, and a new frown twisted. And yet another explosion crushed whatever gel-like back remained. She arched up on her elbows, those eyes still wet, messy with eyeliner, and she squealed. “A-Ahhh!!…”

Karla shuffled a knee up when Karina got off, but it quivered. Not just her leg, everything. Her hands that pushed, her thighs that wanted to stand, even her belly that couldn’t suck in, lest she tortures herself. “T-This i-is… I-I can’t….” One last time, those arms flexed, and one last time, she collapsed; her face full of the mat, hips skyward, her quivering legs pressed together, sweaty, then they too collapsed to one side.

She rolled onto her butt, sat up and nearly slumped into her lap, if not for a hand, then peered up, cheeks still a bright velvet, and she swallowed hard. “T-Tch… Get a-away from me… Mutt. N-Not one step further or else!”

Her hand swiped the air, then went to wipe away her runny eyes and the drool on her chin. She started to scoot back, away from Karina, after looking left and right rapidly, searching for a mysterious ally. No one was found, and she felt pale, her heart banged, and she started to scoot back faster, until she tripped onto her back, then tried to turn on her belly and lumber on all fours, with no direction or plan in mind, just distance. Only distance.

[Ghost]

The look and the way her opponent moment was like a treat in itself. She did more than just give Karla a big amount of pain. She worked to make the woman feel humiliated, in a state of helplessness where she would know that if she would take more blows, there was no other direction that underneath Karina and being submissive. While she had not gotten the point official, in Karina's head it was more of a dominant type of point, where she one upped Karla and made the girl turn into the weak state she was now.

Off course, with the woman struggling to get up, Karina could not help but take advantage of that! Karina made her way towards the woman as she got on all fours, licking her own lips before she aimed to just do something that came naturally in her head... She aimed to straddle the woman's back, wanting to apply all her weight upon Karla's back to really put some pressure onto it while at the same time bring her hands down to grasp onto Karla's chin, with the clear attempt to go for another camel clutch but unlike the actual one, she simply let Karla remain on her hands and knees as long as she could muster while Karina would start pulling on her chin!

[Monsy]

Fighting without a back was one thing, but woodchips for a spine were far worse. The inched movements drilled into her, like the muscles prodded molten metal, singed, then settled, only for the following motion, where a hand shuffled to take some ground did it all again. Her head dipped, eyes shut, and her bottom lip curled inward. One deep sigh shuddered out. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. Not at all. “Ngh…”

A hand raised, and she looked at her palm that shook. It wouldn’t stop, neither could she slow her heart rate. Nor the trembling in her thighs. She shook her head, looked over-shoulder and saw the Behemoth close in. Whatever she had in-store, Karla couldn’t or wouldn’t play another round as their stretch toy. A shoulder dipped to roll onto her back. She reached to take one of Karina’s wrists that would've imprisoned her chin and pull it into her chest, hoping to bring Karina Rine on top of her. A leg hooked underneath the tricep, over the bicep, the crook of her foot resting on their throat, the shin across the trachea. Her hands went to grab fistfuls of Karina’s bountiful hair, yank and squeeze her airways into her leg bone. If successful, a second leg joined the fray, wrapped around the nape to seal and double the lethality of the Ultimate Finale!