VIP vs. Leonie Bowen - NHB "I Quit" Match

[Dubski]

Vanessa I. Price was being held by the throat, absolutely ready to fall in a moment if it weren't for the support that Leonie's violent grip had on her. She winced, head rocked in pain as she tried to weakly pry her grip free. This loud-mouthed, hard-headed brat had managed to completely rattle her right now, and she wasn't able to even stop her. But then, Vanessa's eyes widened as she realized what Leonie was about to try. Flying off of her feet, she was sent right back down in a vicious chokeslam, planting her directly into the mat!

VIP gasped and groaned, stunned entirely on her back, and slowly her body tried rolling to either side before remaining flopped flat onto her spine once more, eyes closed tight. She was dizzied, reaching out for nothing at all as her body attempted to cope with the sudden pain of it all. Stars raced behind her eyes as the fashionista was unable to fight back against Leonie, let alone even get up.

[FreestylePoet]

Now that felt nice. After all of Vanessa's gloating and lording, she was finally where she belonged: On the canvas, with a mouthful of humble pie! Leonie probably could've just rolled her over, hooked a leg, and pinned her without any issues. But some lessons needed to be taught twice, and Vanessa didn't seem the type to get the memo the first time. Besides, when had she ever done things the easy way?

Leonie cracked her neck before stepping over VIP with mischief in her eyes. With a dismissive boot, she flipped Vanessa onto her stomach. Then she sat astride her like a horse! Waving one arm in the air like a cowboy at a rodeo earned some laughs from the audience, but a few seconds of that was more than enough. It was time to finish this. Leonie reached down and cupped Vanessa's chin. "Wakey-wakey, Miss Price...!" And then pulled back with all her might, locking the fashionista into a brutal camel clutch!

[Dubski]

Vanessa I. Price was eventually kicked over onto her stomach, wincing even more. Her throat hurt and she was feeling rattled from the vicious chokeslam she took. Price would then feel Leonie on top of her, scowling and gritting her teeth as she began to try pushing up with her arm to get off the mat. She was unaware that her opponent was taunting her for the crowd's amusement to embarrass her. However, she was being surprised by the camel clutch, but she wasn't about to let that go down unopposed. She was quite adept in submissions and knew how this one worked.

As Bowen went to crank back, VIP pried her fingers into one of Leonie's hands, keeping her from being able to use the full leverage with that hand as she was pulled back hard. "Aaaaah... Gnnnnn! Grrrrr...!" groaned Vanessa, wincing as she was being bent. It allowed her to at least be able to not take the full brunt of the hold. She would reach down and feel around for one of Leonie's legs. When she found it, she would wrap her arm around the redhead's calf and start to tug on it as she rocked her body weight off that side with the held leg, hoping to get Leonie off balance and dislodge herself from the hold!

[FreestylePoet]

Leonie felt both her grip and her footing loosen, and she knew she had a choice: Lose the hold or lose the hurt. Picking the latter, she simply slipped onto her knees, removing Vanessa's leverage! The defensive posturing would also weaken her camel clutch, but that was fine. She didn't need to stretch the fashionista anymore anyway -- not for what she had in mind.

Instead, she simply kept the blonde within her clutches, shifting her grip from Vanessa's chin to her shapely breasts. "Remember when I said I didn't wanna mess up your expensive-looking clothes?" Her fingers skirted across the top of VIP's fancy bra. "I changed my mind." With that, she yanked at the fabric, hoping to tear Vanessa's bra in half and expose her chest to the cheering crowd!

If she was successful, Leonie would slap her strong hands back onto VIP's breasts, taking full advantage of the No DQ stipulation! She kneaded and fondled Vanessa's boobs with as much roughness as she pleased before stretching them out by their pinched nipples!

[Dubski]

VIP was struggling on the mat after the camel clutch was released until she began to push herself up. But then she suddenly felt her top being torn, buttons flying as Leonie went for her next attack. And then, she heard the taunting and outright tore her sports bra apart--a rather nice one at that. With a gasp, Price quickly turned to anger as she went to move, only to feel her breasts being grabbed hold of. She let out a shudder and a moan, closing her eyes tight. "You... crass... whore...!" shouted Price.

As Bowen went to work, Vanessa was panting as her arms quivered, holding herself up as her nipples were being pinched. The nubs hardening in Leonie's hands as she shook her head, gritting her teeth as she tried to stifle any moans. She was in a compromised position and unable to strike back right now, just trying to wait until an opening presented itself, despite the rough fondling she was feeling that made her want to moan and yell out as she tried her damnedest to keep it in and failed.

[FreestylePoet]

"Me? A crass whore?" Leonie asked with mock, smug indignation. "You're the one who can barely keep her mouth shut." She drew spirals in the air with Vanessa's gripped nipples to emphasize her point -- a move that sent the crowd into a tizzy! Based on how much this boujee bitch lorded her pride over Leonie, it probably wasn't often that the audience got to see her dominated at all, much less in a sexual way. A devious grin spread onto Leonie's face. Vanessa might not have understood the value of money, but Leonie was gonna make sure these fans got a show worth the price of admission.

"Speaking of," she continued, craning down as if to murmur sweet nothings in her opponent's ear. Her tone, however, carried anything but. "You don't have to be all quiet, you know. C'moooon. This feels goood, doesn't it? Or maybe it's just not enough for you, ya horny slut?" Finally, she let go of Vanessa's nipples, only for her palms to slap back onto the fashionista's breasts wholesale! The rough groping resumed, only this time, Leonie would lean back in and suckle hard on VIP's neck, right above her pulse point! It was a triple-threat of a camel clutch, breast fondling, and neck kissing that Leonie liked to call the Huntress's Mark!

[Dubski]

Vanessa was gritting her teeth, letting out loud groans and moans as she was trapped in the maneuver and Leonie was continuing to fondle her roughly. She was becoming more enraged as Bowen went on, hating the feeling that her opponent was bringing out of her. And in front of people too--this girl surely didn't know who she was dealing with, but she would find out soon enough.

Only now the redhead was trying to squeeze her breasts once more, making VIP grit her teeth and groan even louder. She wasn't focused on shouting back at her now, even as she was trying to make her do so. Price knew the dire state she was in and she had to strike back now before it got worse for her. Leonie had then started to suck on her neck, making the fashionista gasp loudly, getting wide-eyed. So it was then that VIP struck, absolutely sick of this and just reacting to the sucking. And Vanessa then brought her hand back towards Leonie's eyes, looking to claw at them to get Bowen to release her!

[FreestylePoet]

Leonie smiled against Vanessa's neck. Why shouldn't she be enjoying herself? The skin she suckled was soft, the breasts she fondled were honestly pretty well-shaped, and the girl she did it to sounded like she was enjoying herself. If VIP wasn't such a rich, stuck-up bitch, Leonie might've actually been down to sleep with her. As it stood, though, Vanessa was that kind of woman. That still had its benefits. Namely, Leonie was really enjoying getting to make the fashionista sound like a bitch in heat in front of a crowd!

At least, until an angry, well-pampered hand came up to claw at her eyes! "Graah!" Leonie's arms shot up, one batting the arm away while the other shielded her face! Still, the damage was done. Leonie fell back, rubbing at the angry red marks on her face, which were now setting into full-on gouges!

[Dubski]

Vanessa had managed to claw at those eyes of her opponent, aiming to force Leonie to release her. She fell to the mat and crawled her way away from Bowen, taking deep breaths and growling in anger. "You... oh, I'm going to make you pay you pathetic skank!" screamed VIP as she pushed herself off the mat, her top still a complete mess as she adjusted it as best she could to cover her chest.

She would first just stomp right towards Leonie, grabbing her by the hair with both hands before giving Bowen a hard yank, practically ripping her to her feet. Then, Price would let out a yell and fire a knee directly towards Leonie's face, trying to knock her for a loop and keep her compliant for whatever offense that Vanessa would attempt next!

[FreestylePoet]

If she could've seen how VIP was struggling to cover herself up, Leonie would've grinned like a fool. She couldn't, though, on account of the brutal raking that her eyes had just received. The farmgirl couldn't see much of anything, in fact, so the angry stomp was her first clue that the fashionista was coming for her.

The second hint was a sharp tug at her orange locks. "Gaaah-!" Leonie yelped in surprise as she was forced to stand. Her hands fell, but she could still hardly see through stinging pain and welling tears. "Gr- What are you..." Suddenly, a knee flew from below and cracked Leonie in the chin! "GUHHHhhh!" Her body turned to Jello in Vanessa's arms. The Brit's grip was the only thing keeping Leonie still standing -- and as the only tether the Lioness had to the waking world, Vanessa had free reign to do whatever she wished to her!