Yuna Matou vs. Vera Sapphire - Apartment Match

[CaptainL]

Now that Yuna was down, there was only one thing on Vera's mind - vengeance. Yuna had met her with a brutal assault, targeting her hair and her chest with vicious pulling and clawing in the name of inflicting as much pain on her as possible. The brunette had taken her fair share of damage in retaliation, and her own breasts still bore a few red trails where Vera's nails had raked - not to mention an imprint of her hand from the slap. But that still wouldn't be enough. Vera had still more up her sleeve, and she wasn't going to let Yuna off so easily.

Panting and groaning, Yuna tried to scramble away from her foe, clawing herself across the carpet to where she could rise to her knees. She needed to catch her breath if she wanted to get back into the game; now that Vera was pulling out all the stops, Yuna had to be ready. But the Russian wasn't going to give her even a chance for that - and before Yuna could make it to safety, she felt Vera's hands come down, looping around her chest as she grabbed a hold of her breasts!

Yuna's jaw dropped in a gasp and her eyes went wide, finding herself caught. She let out a squeal as she felt Vera's grip tighten around her breasts, her fingers digging into the older woman's already sore flesh. But there was far more that was yet to come, as Vera managed to hoist Yuna off her feet! The brunette threw her head back in a scream as she was forced to bear all the weight of her body on her chest, dangling in the air from her breasts alone. The camera crew looked on in shock, mouths agape and eyes wide. Vera had to be incredibly strong to lift a woman of Yuna's size - and she was putting that to good use now, as she hurled her opponent back through the air!

Yuna let out another scream as she was thrown to the floor, and as she landed with a thud that shook the apartment, tilting paintings on the wall and causing vases to rattle on tables, the crewmembers were glad these apartments were soundproofed. Yuna, though, had no such solace. She wasn't used to dealing with opponents her size in apartment matches, no less those who were capable of such powerful moves! She bounced against the ground as she came crashing down on her shoulders, and the world around her began to grow fuzzy as her eyes rolled back, her jaw lolling open. The room was spinning, and her chest heaved with each gasp for breath she took.

[Vc0m]

Vera laid next to Yuna after executing the impressive lewd manuever, breathing quickly in and out. The camera crew quietly "wowed" at the move for themselves, as Vera relized...her arms didn't hurt at all. Maybe it was adrenaline rush, maybe something else, but if she wanted to, she could inact her mighty strength at Yuna at least one more time if she wanted to...and she would make that shot count...

But first, she had to make sure she hadn't won already. She rose, before getting on her knees to Yuna to see her breathing heavily, lightly slapping her to wake her up a little for what she had in mind.

Then, grabbing her hair one last time, she would force the MILF to stand up, as she shoved her head between her thigh...

Breathed in...

...breathed out...

...and lifted the beauty up, backfirst onto her shoulder!

It wasn't as if Yuna weight nothing at all for Vera...it's just that, strangely, the blunette could find lifting her, and keeping her up managable! As such, Yuna would be trapped in a vicious and painful Canadian Backbreaker - Vera's signature Gem Breaker!

"Give...up...", Vera would angrily mutter towards Yuna.

[CaptainL]

Yuna had hit the ground hard, and everything in the apartment seemed to rattle from the sheer force of her impact. Having been forced to be suspended by her breasts alone, the ache afflicting her sensitive chest hadn't gone away, and she lay groaning on the carpet, reaching up to clutch at her breasts in an effort to dull the pain at least by a little. But Vera wasn't about to give her that opportunity. As she felt the blue-haired woman's palm slap her across the cheek, she was shaken back to her senses, blinking a few times, but still sputtering and groaning. One hand came up to rub at where Vera had struck, but Yuna wouldn't have much time to nurse her pain - not before Vera grasped her by the hair and gave another firm jerk to Yuna's scalp.

The brunette yelped from the pain; the adrenaline that had let her shrug off similar attacks earlier in the bout was finally beginning to subside. She stumbled forward, bending over at the waist - which put her at exactly the right height for Vera to snap her thighs into place around Yuna's head. She grit her teeth, but this was something she could bear, as she grabbed at the Russian's legs. She knew that if she applied enough force, if she attacked Vera's thighs, she might be able to break a headscissor.

But what Yuna had overlooked was that this was no simple headscissor - that much became apparent, as Vera managed to scoop Yuna up onto her shoulders, sweeping her feet off the floor! The display of her strength, lifting the larger woman seemingly effortlessly, was enough to cause a few of the cameramen to gasp. But just as surprised was Yuna. Looking down on the carpet from six feet in the air, her eyes went wide as she imagined how far she had to fall. It had caught Yuna completely off-guard. Their match had descended into chaos as tempers flew, and they had grown used to treating this as a catfight. Indeed, apartment wrestling had much in common with such a style - but for all her cattiness, Vera was still a trained and skilled powerhouse wrestler, a fact that Yuna was now rudely reminded of!

Now, she was on the receiving end of a Canadian backbreaker, and with every ounce of pressure Vera applied around her waist, she could feel her back shuddering and her spine bending into an arc. She threw back her head, her teeth clenched in a grimace of pain, and her legs kicking in the air as she fought back the urge to scream. But she was still determined to fight it out as long as her body held - she just didn't know how long that would be!

[Vc0m]

It should’ve hurt to lift Yuna. The woman was much heavier than her, and was barely at the limit of the blunette’s lifting record…the things that adrenaline could grant you were amazing, Vera thought. Despite not being a catfighting move, Vera has found that utilizing regular wrestling moves was quite a good, powerful strategy in matches like this.

There was only one problem for Vera - Yuna wasn’t tapping.

Growling, Vera was determined to change that.

She started to jump with Vera on her shoulder. Up and down, her and Yuna’s boobs jiggling from the motion, as she aimed to bring more hurt onto the MILF’s hurting back, trying to finally get her to submit to her might!!!

[CaptainL]

In more ways than one, Vera had caught Yuna completely by surprise. In a bout that threatened to devolve into a contest of scratching and hairpulling, she had remembered her wrestling training when she needed it most; Yuna had expected the headscissor to be the end of it, when suddenly the blue-haired woman hoisted her on her shoulder as though she weighed nothing at all! In fact, it was the second part of that statement that truly caught Yuna off her guard. The brunette had a reputation, both in the apartment wrestling circuit she came from and in LAW, for being one of the largest fighters around, and even so much as moving her was a considerable task, a fact that played an important role in her strategy. Even now, she easily outweighed her opponent - but none of that seemed to matter, as Vera dragged her to her shoulders in one fell swoop!

At first Yuna could only look on with a gasp, astounded by what she was seeing unfold before her. But things were about to get worse for her. Vera began to squeeze her tighter, bending her spine over her shoulder with a force that seemed like she could snap it at any moment. As the pain shot through her, Yuna wailed in agony, the veins bulging in her neck and tears welling up in her eyes. She kicked her legs in the air in an effort to free herself, but Vera wouldn't let go. In fact, she would only go even harder on Yuna.

Suddenly, Vera jumped into the air, taking Yuna along for the ride! The brunette cried out in shock as she was lifted higher into the air; it was as much from her amazement at seeing Vera lift her feet off the ground while she was bearing such a weight as it was from the pain itself. But that pain too would come, as Vera touched back down. As she fell, Yuna's body slammed into her shoulder, and her back arched with another jolt, while her bare breasts bounced into the air from the impact. Yuna was practically bent over in a C shape over Vera's shoulders, and then the idol went for another jump, and another, each time slamming Yuna's spine back down, and each time causing her to let out another cry of pain.

At last, Yuna could take it no more. She had no choice but to heed Vera's words - and she tapped her hand furiously against the Russian's back, signaling her submission. "I submit! Stop the match!"

[Vc0m]

The dvd of the match was going to sell incredible, the director of the bout believed. They had perfect shots to advertise for the dvd…though he was questioning whether putting the Gem Breaker on the cover was going to spoil the match or not…nevertheless, there were still plenty of shots from the match that were cover-worthy.

Vera’s mind, on the other hand, was far from how well the DVD was going to sell, or indeed, how much it would increase her popularity. All that mattered to her was defeating Yuna, and getting that tap out from the bigger woman…

And finally, once the MILF started to tap on her back, Vera stopped jumping…

Suddenly the adrenaline rush faded, and she felt everything Yuna did to her in the match. Her breasts hurt, her hair felt like it was on fire, her back felt the strain of all the lifts she had to do on Yuna, just to put her down…

”I do not accept…”, Vera would say, grimly, placing Yuna carefully on the floor: ”You’ve been rather naughty in this match, Matou…and for that, you are going out on my terms…”

With that, Vera lowered her rear all the way over Yuna’s beautiful face, trapping her in a facesit! She sat in a way so that she faced Yuna’s boobs…and placed her hands on them. If Yuna thought about any sort of resistance, Vera would punish her for it.

Some people thought it might be mean, but Vera believed she was just in her treatment of the veteran of the Apartment wrestling.

[CaptainL]

Yuna was totally unprepared for whatever fate Vera had in store for her, and when it came, it hit her like a truck. The two had been going at each other like savages, raking and grabbing and clawing at each other with every weapon they could find, and aiming at every target - but it was when the Russian woman decided to escalate things a step beyond and pull Yuna into one of her devastating in-ring finishers that Yuna realized she was out of her league. It was a daring choice, but no less effective! Yuna could feel the strain building on her back with each passing second as Vera cranked her spine over her shoulder, and as the pressure grew more and more, she began to realize she had no choice but to submit if she wanted to save her own hide.

When Vera laid her on her back, Yuna slumped to the floor, her breasts heaving with every gasp and groan she made as sweat ran down her body and her hair splayed out in tangled curls around her head. But she still breathed a sigh of relief. It had been a long and hard-fought battle, but at least now, she thought, it was over.

Or so she thought - because just then, Vera spoke up again, revealing that she wasn't quite done with the brunette! At once, Yuna's eyes snapped open wide as she took in a gasp. "W-What..!?" she said. "But...but I said-!"

But Vera had already made up her mind - and after all the pain Yuna had inflicted upon her, she wasn't about to let the heavyweight go so easily! Yuna's voice was muffled beneath her opponent's behind as Vera brought her hips down over her face, her words turning to increasingly frantic and muffled groans. As her world grew hotter, stifling, and harder to breathe in, Yuna tried to reach up, grabbing for Vera's hips to try to push her off - but she had been fighting hard, and her strength was nowhere near its peak.

[Vc0m]

"I know you did...and you must pay the price!", Vera would declare as she took a seat atop her rival's face. She was going to knock her rival out, in front of the cameras, for escallating things as she did. Yuna tried to resist...but it was nothing to actually buckle Vera off. At the end of the day, both women were tired from their fearsome struggle.

Vera retained her seat, planning to do so until signs of struggle seized from her rival...

[CaptainL]

When her strength was already spent from the struggle she'd just endured, competing against Vera with all her might and nearly breaking against the pressure of her backbreaker, Yuna didn't stand a chance at freeing herself from the smother. She reached up, pawing and pushing at Vera's behind, but her stamina had been drained, and her efforts were nowhere near the level of the fierce and defiant woman she had been in the heat of the match. To make matters worse, Vera's muscles had grown tired too, and fatigue weighed her down; her body now felt like a lead weight pressing down on Yuna from above. Yuna's struggles were growing weaker and weaker until her hands were ineffectually slapping against Vera's legs, barely landing with the force of much more than a firm pat. The crew members could only watch with blank stares; they asked themselves if they should intervene now that the match was over, and Yuna had already submitted. But they didn't even need to turn to one another to agree that doing so would risk stepping into what had grown personal between the two heavyweights - and that was a danger they weren't willing to take, especially after they'd seen what these women were capable of.

Beneath Vera's behind, all Yuna could see was darkness, and all she could breathe in was the hot, stifling air that was dwindling more and more by the minute. Soon, just keeping herself awake was a greater effort than she could exert - and, with a stifled sigh, she flopped back against the carpet, her arms and legs lying limp at her sides.

[Vc0m]

Despite the scratches and the resistances, Yuna was fading...and quite fast as well. The fatigue has taken it's toll on both ladies, and Yuna had no chance of kicking her rival off her face...and weakened soon, Vera enduring the hard scratches by her rival on her rear...

Vera would check her rival's arm...as it dropped to the ground. Doing it one more time to be sure, Vera would rise off her rival, placing a foot on her chest solely for an effective final shot.

"Phew...she is...tough...Ummmm..."

Slight guilt washed over the Russian. In a heat of the moment, it seemed like a right thing to get her personal comeuppance on Yuna like this. She argued with herself now that this is what Yuna would've done to her had she won. The two women kept one upping each other in catfight tactics that it felt wrong to just end things off on a submission.

"You lovely folks...don't mind if we stay here for a little longer, right? I promise, you got all the action that was going to happen on camera...""

The crew ultimately agreed, having done what they were paid to do, and packed their things and left, leaving Vera and the unconscious Yuna with the key to lock up and give away at the bottom floor. Remembering from the last time, Vera checked the fridge of the appartment...and sure enough there was some wine, with two glasses in the near by cupboard.

Setting the glasses on the surprisingly untouched table where the crew were sitting while the match was recorded, Vera would hover over Yuna...before lightly tapping her on the cheek to wake her up:

"Heeey...wake up sleeping beauty..."