A Starmaking Debut: Zane Lambert vs Blake Belladonna

[Bare]

Zane smirked as he hauled Blake up onto her feet and took another good look at her body. After the early stages of their bout she was a bit battered and worse for wear with a layer of sweat coating her lovely olive toned skin, but it only made Zane's lecherous grin grow. She honestly looked even more attractive beat up then fresh, is this what ryona was? He had heard of it when he did some research on LAW but wasn't one hundred percent certain what it was. But if it was this than he would definitely like it.

In any case now that he had Blake where he wanted her Zane would lean in, attempting to embarrass her a bit more, as well as scratch one of his own itches by attempting to kiss her. But it appeared as if he had underestimated how out of it the dark haired girl was...

Before he could make contact a knee found its way into his stomach driving all the air out of his lungs from the impact. "UGH!!!" Gasping pain he was easily pushed back, too stunned from the initial strike. But before he could even get his footing back under him he was pulled back towards the dark haired girl. Eyes widening as he was there was nothing the online personality could do as he felt her foot against his ribs and his body pulled down before being launched over her and towards the corner!

Eyes widening Zane tucked his body in and made impact with the corner with a resounding crash! "Gah...." Groaning softly as he slid over and fell onto his stomach the dark skinned male covered his gut and held his head with one arm respectively, for the moment out of commission and open to whatever Blake wanted to try next!

[Ultima]

Blake was able to find some semblance of a lead. After an extended period of Zane having his way with Blake. Now though Blake would make sure she paid Zane back for everything he did and more. Looking back while she laid on the mat, Blake saw Zane groan in pain as he laid on his stomach. A smile forming on Blake's face from the move. In a show of athleticism Blake did a kip up to get herself standing again. Fixing her hair in the process, in a show that many found to be unreasonably attractive.

Moving towards Zane, Blake would grab Zane by his hair. Treating him the same way he did to her. Pulling the streamer back into the turnbuckle in a seated position. Grabbing the tope ropes Blake would place her boot on Zane's throat and push down on it. You know from this angle, you under my boot. Its definitely an improvement from before Taunting Zane in a similar fashion he did to Blake before. The rules of this match keeping Blake from leaving her boot on Zane's throat. The referee counting Blake out, not wanting to lose from a disqualification. Blake pulled her boot from Zane's throat. Walking away from the streamer.

Walking away but not to give him any time to recover. Blake ran to the turnbuckle on the same side ropes as Zane. Waiting till the referee backed up with enough space. Allowing Blake to run at Zane full speed and aim to kick Zane right in the face. Hoping to knock his head clear through the ropes.

Spoiler

[Bare]

Laying stomach first on the mat Zane groaned softly after Blake's surprising act of resistance. After all any time someone went from a period of dominance to one of dominated it was quite the shake up. In this case it was one he hadn't expected whatsoever due to Blake's apparent weakness to sexual tactics and attacks. Something he had made clear use of for the entire time he had been in control.

But now that Blake was in control? Well... not so good.

"Grr!" Hissing softly as his hair was grabbed Zane's head was forced to be lifted up and look at his dark haired opponent with a wince of pain. "Ya know.." Before he could even finish his attempt to make a come back the dark skinned male found himself back first against the turnbuckle... With Blake's boor pressing into his neck for a corner foot choke!

"Guh.. ack!." Kicking his legs about from the move there was little Zane could do but grip onto his opponent's foot with a gasping and pain filled expression... one that gained a small. albeit pain filled smirk directed up towards her. "I mean... still... kinda... hot.. ya know." He managed to gag out with a shit eating grin in spite of the pressure on his windpipe.

Thankfully however the ref was quick to break things up and force Blake to back up. Gasping loudly in relief and the need to take in big mouthfuls of air Zane would gasp and clutch at his throat in relief. "Man... that was brutal Bla- GAH!!!" Before he could continue with his words Zane was met with a mouth full of Blake's foot, the sheer impact of it not only turning Zane's head around but forcing it clear out of the ring. In addition his arms also flew out of the ropes as the male was forced to lay there, dazed and groaning softly from the woman's vicious offense.

[Ultima]

Blake wasn’t one to enjoy inflicting pain on others. It only came with the territory of her profession. Though that feeling would be different when sending a kick towards Zane’s head. Sending both arms and head out of the ring and dangling on the ropes. It felt right among other things.

Though something rubbed her the wrong way. Even as she choked Zane with her foot, Zane still had the same deplorable grin as before. Not wanting to pick apart his words, because honestly there was nothing to pick out. It was apparent from the beginning that Zane was attracted to Blake. If Blake hand to venture a guess, someone like Zane would prefer being seen as dominant. Otherwise how could he have gained such a following with a personality like his. This would give her an idea. Admittedly one that could easily back fire, but if it was for the sake of embarrassing the streamer while also showcasing her dominance. Then it would be well worth it.

Moving closer to Zane, Blake would latch both hands onto him. One arm going specifically for his hair and the other his arm, pulling him away from the ropes. Blake would position the streamer on his knees and in such a manner where everyone in the arena could take their photos and videos. Blake would hold Zane’s head against her lovely olive toned skin covered by a layer of sweat. Adding onto the display, Blake would playfully rub Zane’s head against her midsection. Being there firsthand even Zane would be able to feel the muscle in Blake’s body.

Blake would begin her plan by using both her hands to grab Zane by the hair. Forcefully lowering him down to the same level as her crotch. Pressing his face in that area with one arm. While the other would be used in promoting this hold and her strength. YOU GUYS WATCH THIS LOSER?!? Waving her arm as the gain even more attention. Met with a resounding set of cheers, with some very light booing. To which Blake thought must’ve been actual fans sadly. Finishing things off Blake would give a flex of her bicep allowing every and all media outlets to capture the moment. Here that those cameras? I made you relevant It was obvious at this point that Blake had some animosity towards Zane.

He would be lucky if that all Blake had planned for him though. Pushing the streamer off her crotch and to the side. Here Blake would show off for a moment, thinking taking the spotlight for herself would anger Zane. Not that the anger would amount to anything. Once again moving onto Zane, Blake hooked her arms under Zane’s leg. Joining hands as the other went behind Zane and met the other hand. Here in a rare showcase of Blake’s strength would hoist Zane up. Purposefully attacking his groin in which the manner of the hold. Turning around with Zane in tow and slamming him down onto the mat with a great deal of power.

Spoiler

[Bare]

Zane normally was a very go with the flow type thing. All that mattered to him in the end was the people watching him, or rather that people watched him period. It didn't matter what they were saying or how they viewed him, if they were watching then that's all that mattered. Hell it was the sole reason he had come to LAW. Every other streamer that had come here had gotten massive boosts just by their presence without having to care about their record.

Plus getting to tangle with sexy ladies was certainly gravy on top of it all. But it was precisely why when he had joined that he resolved to just go with the punches, rile his opponents up and have a good time cause it wouldn't matter how he did as long as he had a good time. But now? Now he was starting to second guess that idea...

Namely when Blake nearly kicked his head off he was thrown through the proverbial loop, left stunned and dazed and not quite sure what was happening as he was grabbed by the hair and dragged away from the corner. At first Zane thought Blake was gonna go for another move or blow to his head, none of which sounded great. But instead however the dark skinned male found his face shoved up against Blake's taught, olive toned stomach.

Eyes widening Zane admitted it was not at all a bad position to be in, or at least one he didn't object too. Granted it would have been better if Blake was on her back or if they were in a bed but still. Being dragged up and down her abs Zane's tongue would end up slipping out of his mouth and by proxy licking Blake's abs as she moved his head.

But before he could contemplate doing more to the astonishing abs he was currently pressed against he was moved lower, right down against Blake's crotch. Eyes widening Zane's first instinct was to blush fiercely. Again this would not be a bad position to be in at all normally. But he would have really preferred this happening in private, with them in a bed, and without any suffocating trunks in his way! It was like being at the foot of paradise but having a gate block the way!

Worse yet however was what came out of Blake's mouth next. Eyes widening against Blake's crotch Zane immediately started to move and thrash about in her hold... as best as he was able to at least. But between the head shots and lack of air from Blake's choke and current unintentional crotch smother he was weak, out of it and without much he could really do. But here Blake was attacking his image and his fans! Where did the girl get off doing that even if she had a issue with how he acted towards her, beating him up physically was one thing but attacking what he worked for was another!

Actual anger began flowing through him along with oxygen when Blake finally took his face from her crotch. But before he could act on said anger and make the dark haired pay he would soon find his face scrunching up when Blake forced his own hands between his legs before pulling up, putting pressure on his family jewels. "Ughhh." Groaning softly in response there was nothing Zane could do as he was hauled up in the air before being dropped down into a pumphandle suplex! "Gahhh!" Yelling in pain as he hit the mat Zane would lay there spread eagle, his shorts tenting upwards in response to Blake's sensual tactics to embarrass him.

[Ultima]

This was very unlike Blake, she was never someone to boast and trash talk her opponent. The most she would do normally is rile them up. In hopes that they would make a mistake, one she could capitalize from. Here though, Blake did her taunting with malice in her heart. Not to mention boasting her own dominance. Whether she liked it or not, Zane’s presence naturally brought more eyes to any match. That said, Blake used this audience that Zane coveted to his detriment.

It was the cherry on top to thrashing Zane. Actively attacking his image and fans, it was guaranteed to get under his skin. Not that Blake would let Zane do anything with that anger. Though admittedly, as Blake dragged Zane’s head up and down her abs. Zane licked her abs following the movements, she forced him through. Visibly shuddering from the action, was this pleasuring Blake?

Nevertheless, Blake would not allow such actions to be the end of her dominance. Now moving Zane down to her crotch, it would be the closest thing he would get to a sexual moment from Blake. At Zane’s detriment, it made the moment even sweeter. Actually making Blake enjoy this more than she should feeling Zane struggle from the unintentional smother. It was as if this moment was Blake just releasing her pent up frustration with Zane.

Hence why Blake would go the extra mile hauling the man up and dropping him back down into a pump handle suplex. Now laying on his back eagle spread, Blake would pop up from the move. Getting the audience to react with cheers once again. Now looking down on her opponent. Blake could see that Zane was “pitching a tent”. A hint of red coming across her face, Blake shook it off as she was not done with the streamer just yet.

Moving to his lower body, Blake would put her boot on Zane’s “tent” Well look at that, you actually like getting your butt handed to you. Blake said as she pressed down on Zane’s member. Getting an idea from this moment. Bending down Blake would grab both of Zane’s legs and bring them up, also spreading apart. Having the most devious smile on her face, Blake looked down again on Zane. THIS IS FOR BEFORE Blake let out as she brought up her boot up and slamming down on his crotch.

Naturally because this was a standard match, the referee would not allow this move. Separating Blake from Zane to chastise her about the rules. Blake nodding along as she tried to make things go by faster. Once the referee was done with their speech, Blake would try to tack on more damage on Zane. Hopefully the referee didn’t give him much time to recover.

Blake grabbed onto Zane’s hair and tried to stand him up. As soon as he was up, Blake through Zane to the ropes. Waiting for Zane’s rebound, Blake would size the streamer up and catch him. Using that momentum of his to launch him into the air. Grabbing him again and bringing her down for a reverse atomic drop.

[Bare]

Zane had maybe poked a already angry beast one too many times and was admittedly having a really hard time dealing with the aftermath of his games. As with ruthless, cerebral assaults Blake had not only firmly taken control of the match, but did so in a way that was completely at his expense. Not just in the usual way of losing in of itself. Just losing he could deal with. But what Blake was doing was oh so much worse.

She was attacking his business! ...And by business he meant his online rep as well as trying to deliberately target his subscriber numbers by purposely embarrassing the shit out of him! Uncool! After all thats where all the money came in, not to mention his ability to get with the ladies. So for her to do this? Not cool! It was actually making him pretty pissed off and wanting to teach the dark haired girl a lesson or two.

In other words for the first time ever he was wanting to actually try and win a match. Unfortunately for Zane this sudden desire to win came at the worst possible time ever. Of all time. As right now he was laid out. Dropped by Blake's pumphandle suplex, a move that as a side effect, put some not so nice pressure on his groin which meant on top of hurting it was also....

"Oh... Come on." He groaned out softly seeing his tented shorts after looking up, as well as on the titantron cause of COURSE the cameramen would focus on that. Just great. But before he could even try and cover up a sudden, albeit not altogether unpleasant pressure suddenly came upon his groin, pushing it down and sending an almost paralytic effect throughout his body.

Arching his back slightly Zane found himself clenching his teeth softly at the sexual tension, even clenching his feet as he forced himself to look up at the dominant Blake. A sight which any idiot would have to admit was incredibly hot. Unless you were a idiot or something.

Unfortunately Blake was leaning into this dominatrix energy a bit too much for Zane's liking. Feeling his legs lifted Zane held up his hands futilely. "Whoa whoa wait!" Pleading desperately was of course a vain effort as soon a foot soon found itself driving into its his crotch sending a breathless, breaking pain all throughout his body that left him unable to even speak or cry out in pain.

Despite the respite offered by the ref it meant nothing for Zane who was left in a fetal position following the low blow, the only thing he managed to do being a roll onto his side as he clutched at his crotch. But unfortunately Blake was right back on him, forcing the male up by his hair.

Deadweight from the crotch attack the dark skinned male was rather easily thrown to the ropes, rebounding off them and back at Blake, the momentum of her throw being the only thing keeping him moving as he ran right into Blake... only to be thrown in the air to come back down, crotch first on Blake's knee once again.

"agh......" This time releasing a high pitched scream of pain Zane could do nothing but stumble back before collapsing to the mat, unmoving aside from his hands clutching desperately at his groin, trying to protect it from any further attack, but otherwise completely helpless.

[Ultima]

Blake was always one to keep her wits and stay cool no matter the situation. Obviously everyone has breaking points in their character to some degree. For some reason in this match Blake had been poked several times by Zane. Once would not be enough to rile Blake up. But his persistent attitude and multiple offenses had just set her off in the worst way possible. Zane was to be the one feeling the brunt of this.

Attacking nearly every aspect of Zane that he cared about. His character and fans, something he must’ve felt so proud on building up. Just to have Blake break up down in a worse manner he was doing to Blake before. In some locked-up part in Blake’s head she wished to hear what Zane was thinking. Wanting to hear his embarrassment and take it for everything it was worth. Thankfully that side of her was locked up for a good reason. Regardless of what Zane was feeling now Blake was not going to let the streamer gain another advantage.

Actually, Blake was looking to end this match hear and now with all of the cameras taking the most pictures. Blake was thinking up ideas on how she could end the match. Ways that would be worse for Zane of course. The first thing was obvious enough, it would be to go at Zane in a way he knew very well. Blake would raise her leg and put it on Zane’s body. Posing for her pictures, unnatural for Blake sure, but it would be the salt on Zane’s open wound.

Not how you thought this match would go? Questioned the olive-skinned wrestler to the streamer. What did you call it before? Oh yeah I remember the “money shot” Blake said as she did the same gesture Zane did to her earlier in the match. They could both very well feel the flickering cameras on them at this moment. Blake knew what this would mean to Zane, so this would make the moment even sweeter.

Finally forming an idea in her head. Blake knew how she wanted to end this match. Kicking over Zane’s body so that he would be on his stomach. Placing both her feet on each side of Zane, following that she planted her rear down on Zane. Not caring for the hands, he had attending to his groin. Blake reached forward and pulled Zane’s neck and head as far back as she could. Locking in a dreadful camel clutch grunting as she felt his muscles stretching.

I am not going to lie, I’m missing your comebacks right about now smartass Blake said rather bluntly with such crass. Low enough that only Zane could’ve heard her. Though now I suppose she was going to make everyone hear Zane scream.

Yet this is not all Blake had planned after pulling Zane back as far as she could. She knew that the streamer needed a better hold if he was going to submit. Weakening the hold on Zane by releasing one arm, Blake would reach back and grab and hook Zane’s leg into her arm. Reattaching her grip on Zane’s neck. She would follow the same process with her other arm. For this being one of the few moments, Blake would flex her biceps intensely. Grunting to only show the amount of effort she was using. Locking in a special version of her Checkmate Hold.

THIS GOES OUT TO ALL OF HIS VIEWERS. WATCH HIM TAP! Blake said as a way to rile up the crowd. It working wonders as they leaned forward cheering for Blake. Waiting on the outcome of this match. As Blake bent Zane's body in a way he surely has never felt.

Spoiler

[Bare]

Zane was left all but powerless flat on his back following Blake's surprisingly vicious assault. Well in hindsight he supposed it wasn't surprising for anyone watching, but Zane himself honestly didn't peg Blake as the type to do half the things she did. Mostly the repeated low blows. Those especially had wrecked him and left the streamer unable to fight back, let alone move properly.

In truth Blake's shift in tactics to attack his image and fans had genuinely pissed the male off. If he was able, or had Blake not been so effective in where and how she attacked him he honestly probably would have been showing her a thing or two. After all he was mad, like really mad and wanting to show Blake just what happened when you messed with him. But once again Blake had been too thorough in shutting him down before he had the chance to even properly think about getting some offense in.

So here he was, stuck on his back like a turtle, helpless and at the mercy of the bird of prey above him, forced to endure her taunting him. 'Shit is this how other people feel?' He thought to himself for the first time being able to relate to the people he's antagonized before. A thought that became all the more prevalent as he stared up at Blake, her sweaty and glistening body admittedly making some other feelings within him arise... mostly the physical kind.

Either way he was unable to reply, the multiple low blows still taking their toll on him and forcing what felt like a golf ball in his throat. But he didn't need to reply to Blake's words, no matter how much he may have wanted too. Instead Blake was content on using his silence against him to further mock the streamer as she went about setting up her next move.

"Ngh!" Grunting in pain as he was kicked over onto his stomach Zane sighed internally, glad that at least his growing manhood would be kept secret from the world. But then again he had no idea what was coming from the dark haired beauty above him. As such no way of knowing just how big a world of pain he was about to experience.

"Oof!" So without being able to get a word in edgewise Zane grunted as he felt a new weight on his back. "What are you.. GAH!" Finally managing to speak for the first time in a while it was quickly made to be for naught as Zane was forced to yell out in pain from Blake pulling his chin up hard for a camel clutch!

"Ngh... gah! If you.. think this is.. alghl it'll take.." He was trying to speak through the pain, words being mixed and minced with grunts of pain, but strangely enough there was some relief mid way that made him stop to ponder the sudden ease as one arm dropped away from chin... only for his leg to be grabbed and pulled up before the hand went right back to its place!

"OH FUCKKKKKK GAHHHH!" Screaming uncontrollably in pain as the same process repeated with his other leg Zane was trapped and bent painfully into a demented pretzel shape. The submission hold looking all the more grotesque and painful given Zane's height and lankier frame, causing his body to bend and twist in a way that did not look or feel natural to the point of actually earning a few sympathy points from some fans.

As a result of the incredibly painful hold and how much damage he had taken already it was no wonder when Zane started tapping. In fact it was just after Blake had boasted about his fans being forced to watch her make him do it that Zane gave into her request. Wildly tapping his hands against her leg and arm respectively Zane made it clear he couldn't take the pain and wanted out immediately.

[Ultima]

Despite appearances, Blake went into this match with a open mindset. Two wrestlers going against each other with their best. They say that when two fighters fight, they learn about each other. Learn about their emotions, habits and even their past. Yet what Blake had learned is that Zane is a spiteful, vain and disgusting streamer playing at being a wrestler. Blake would have ended this match in mere seconds if she did not get trapped by Zane’s “particular” set of moves. His only hope and wish was to grapple with other women, likening it to some date. Blake would not have that, she would not be disrespected. This modified version of her checkmate hold was a literal showing of that. Now the hope was that Zane would imprint this hold in his mind for all his time. Hopefully he would be able to feel the disgust and anger coming from Blake, through this hold. Zane was left all but powerless now, at Blake’s complete mercy.

Upon hearing Zane scream uncontrollably in pain. Blake knew that her dangerous hold was working as intended. Some in the audience even worried for Zane’s safety as his body was being bent in a unnatural manner. What made this sweeter was that just before his screams, Zane was going to speak through the pain. Wanting to look tough for what little fans he had left. Despite the painful hold and the nature of the match. Blake was actually garnering more fans for her display and dispatchment of Zane.

In this modified checkmate hold, coupled with Blake’s anger. Blake was flexing her biceps and arm muscles, putting such a load on herself that she only felt on her maximum days in the gym. Blake had placed some pride in her appearance being a combination of toned muscle yet sleek enough where she could perform all around. But with Zane in her grasp her current appearance betrayed her intentions. As if she were unshackling her muscles. It was a shame for fans of Blake as due to the hold she couldn’t fully showcase her muscles. Still the showing was enough for many in attendance.

The hold if Blake could have held it longer would have sent Zane to the hospital. Though thankfully for his sake, he began to tap out. Tapping wildly on Blake’s leg, signifying to the cameras and everyone in attendance that he had given up. Camera’s flickering even more intensely now than before. In a mixture of hatred for Zane and losing herself. Despite the rules being clear on once an opponent taps out the match ending. Blake kept her hold on Zane for several moments longer. Once the referee began to plead to Blake, she was brought to her senses and released Zane. Allowing him to fall however he could onto the floor.

Standing herself up Blake kicked off of Zane on her way upwards. Now she would allow the referee to raise her arm in victory. Announcers and everyone proclaiming Blake’s victory. Once defeating Zane, Blake wore a smile that she had not had for a long time. In her excitement, Blake went to the nearby turnbuckle and climbed it. Raising both her arms, receiving all of the cheers coming in her direction. A match and win like this was refreshing, having the people rally behind her. Though something inside of Blake told herself that Zane had still not learned his lesson. Coming down from the turnbuckle, Blake would turn to Zane and grab him by his hair. Lifting him up to his knees. This worked double as an amazing photo for Zane to see later, and for Blake to showcase her dominance.

Hey, you don’t pass out yet. I want you to understand, that you don’t belong in this ring. So do yourself a favor and never forget this face, the face of a real wrestler. Also let me know how the next stream goes Blake finishes before punching Zane in the face with a right hook. Right after she would raise her arms for another wave of cheers from the audience. All that was left was for Blake to move from this ring and into her next match. After all a wrestling career is taken one match at a time.