Trinette Vaillant Vs. Karla Reinhardt - A Clash Between Good and Evil (Apex Qualifier Match)

[Devastated]

The stomping didn't stop and so far Trinette had no counter for it. She mewled out in pain as another stomp hit her womanhood. Her face was red, sweat had formed even more so than before. She gasped and gagged a bit in pain, huffing and trying to steady and control her breathing....but it was no use. The pain she was in wasn't about to ease up. Not while Karla taunted her and continued, two more stomps came in between the taunts!

"Aaah!" Trinette cried out, tears formed at the corner of her eyes as she tried to bring her hands down and shield her crotch. Cupping her groin....as she tried to roll over onto her side. The crowd shouted and threw jeers and boos at Karla's actions! Clearly not liking this display of underhanded tactics! There were calls for disqualifying her...but the referee seemed to currently be a bit too loopy and out of it to make sense of what was going on, let alone hear their cries.

Trinette's hair was soon seized by Karla! The ruby red haired heel grabbed the sapphire blue haired face's hair in the shape of a ponytail by the back of her head and began to drag her about. Forcing Trinette to be dragged behind her by her hair! "Aaah...~!" She winced and whined out, as that boot of Karla came back every so often to scrape against her cheek.

[Monsy]

Handy that their hair was so long. Grabbing a cat’s scruff had such a similar effect. All those whines, the scarlet washing over their face. Sweet, sweet control. Her hand went up, fingers flexed which beckoned a boo, pointing to herself while she formed a twistedly satisfied grin. She stopped, looked out and fished a trademark item from the back of her thigh high. A pair of golden brass knuckles that she held in the air, waved and got another rouse of hate from the many Hundchens needling their disgusting voices in the stands.

It slipped onto Karla’s fingers wonderfully as though tailored for her hand alone. She walked around, still wielding Trinette’s hair to get to her front, curling more hair around her hand in hopes to force their stance. “I’ll make our remaining time together hell.” Karla’s fist charged back - then thrust, aimed at delivering a brass blow straight into their belly.

[Devastated]

Pulled along by her hair, guided and dragged by Karla who seemed to be in full control right now. Her hair used much like a leash of a dog, as she was forced to follow in the tracks of the redheaded villainess. She caught a glimpse of those shiny golden brass knuckles that was being held and waved in the air. Then as she was pulled up towards her feet, forced into a stance as Karla wrapped her hair around her hand.

That fist slammed into her gut, air and spittle rushed out as her abs were battered from the metal, followed by Karla's fist digging into her abs." Gwuah!" She gasped out as she folded over the punch, doubling over forward with her arms wrapping around her midsection.

[Monsy]

They fell like a sag of useless brick-dust. What is new? Honestly, no one should be surprised. Jeers and their distaste like someone gave them a terrible soup. It was the cries of those who had no value. They can scream against the glass all they like - but for Karla, who wielded the brass knuckles, the real power, grinning and looking down at their doubled-over carcass, an exposed back, so appetising that she licked her lips. She prompted her fist up, aiming the brass-fist down, pulling up the elbow then dropping to her knees, punching them directly in the spine.

[Devastated]

Trinette was not doing to well, that brass knuckle blow had really taken the wind out of her sails and now left her doubled over in front of Karla. Though the redhead would simply side step her and pull her arm away from the bluenette's abs. It took a good moment for Trinette to regain her bearings and make sure she didn't collapse down onto one knees. She remained upright still, coughing out a bit as she hugged her belly.

The Paladin soon enough got another dose of pain, as Karla drove her fist down harshly straight into the spine of the bluenette. She gasped out! Crying out a silent scream of pain as she was sent crashing face/chest first into the canvas, collapsing onto the mat....nothing but silent gasping gagging sounds of pain escaping from between her lips.

[Monsy]

Dropping her fist into the spine, she slipped the brass knuckles off and back into her thigh-high boot, keeping eyes and soaking in their sweet-sugar suffering. She leaned over, facing their feet, and tried to hook her leg around one of Trinette’s thighs, then reach for their feet and pull back, sitting down and yanking in tandem, hoping to force them to roll. If they did, her foot would go over her hooking limb, catching one of Trinette’s legs as she threw an arm around Trinette’s other, then pulling in opposite directions to apply a banana split! This could be the worst day to wear a leotard. Karla counted on that.

[Devastated]

Her back ached, she felt a bit short of breath as she was forced to cough out. Her lungs dry...and she was currently quite vulnerable. A bad position to be in when her opponent was so close by. Karla didn't seem to miss a beat though, as she took a hold of her leg by hooking her own legs around Trinette's thigh. Then grabbing a hold of her other leg with her arms, as she rolled them over so Trinette was on her back.

Her legs were being pulled apart, spreading her limbs out in either direction. Trinette gasped in pain before releasing a cry. " Aaaaaah!" Locked into that banana split submission by Karla. All the while the crowd got quite a nice view of Trinette squirming in pain.

[Monsy]

Poor little paladin. All split up, bent and eye-candy on the right camera shot. Karla is living with it in full-steam-ahead grins. Her head can rest, chuckle and feel the dopamine rush in every crevice of herself. It puts the strength in her hands to pull, legs straight. In fact, she took one arm from her hold, reached up and grabbed Trinette by the blue hair, then yanked. “What’s the matter, Hundchen? Why are you crying like a little girl? Hm? Are you wanting to go back to the undercard already?” She laughed. Added yanks followed, trying to liven up that fresh screaming and putrid squirming. Guh, it’s like art. An ugly art.

[Devastated]

Trinette was in a bad spot, she was locked in tight in this banana split submission. Her groin was being pulled in two different directions, as her limbs were spread out. She hissed out in pain, especially so when Karla decided to grab a handful of her blue locks and give it a painful yanking, there was a sharp burning sensation in her scalp.

The bluenette squirmed and struggled...she had to fight her way out of this hold. To find a way to escape as soon as possible. The Paladin would grit her teeth, refusing to release anymore sounds of pain, as she would swing her arms out. trying to reach for that arm of Karla's still locked around one of her legs, trying to pry and uncurl it from her thigh! Aiming to break one leg free from Karla's clutches. Following which Trinette would raise her arm, the one closest to Karla's face and try and bring it down, looking to send a hammerfist strike straight to the vile redhead's skull!

[Monsy]

So--SO… HELPLESS.
It’s amusing just watching them fight it. They wanted to tap, didn’t they? She knew Hundchens, always so weak-willed and pitiful. Submission was nigh. She knew it. Even when Trinette unhooked one arm, Karla simply let go of Trinette’s hair and re-hooked the limb. It’s postured against her body. Where would it go anyway? Nowhere but up. But it’s when she took those shots to the face. Right on her lipstick lips. Right on the jaw. That forces her to groan, to yelp like a puppy with a stepped on tail, tuck and roll away from the Paladin towards the ropes. She holds her face, more worried of some form of lasting damage. Anything to her precious countenance would spell all kinds of doom. “You witch! You hundchen witch!”