Alice Gaster vs Baroness - Sisters’ Sins

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No DQ Match
Winning Condition: Pin, Submission, KO

The screams from Clara Gaster’s locker room were loud enough to shake the building apart.

It started simple. After inviting Alice to her locker room to change there, Clara wanted to request her sister to change her opponent, to which Alice vehemently refused. Afterwards? All hell broken loose.

No one knew if the sisters came to blows, but the argument got louder by the second, the fact that Clara threw herself at Alice’s rival and banned them from fighting being a major factor in the fight. Finally, once it came time for Alice to face her sister’s archnemesis, one poor soul dared to try and knock on the door to let Alice know she was up to enter…

…and in response, they got the door SLAMMED into their face.

”DO NOT FUCKING FOLLOW ME! OR I SWEAR, SHE WON’T BE THE ONLY ONE WHO WILL GET A KENDO STICK RUN THROUGH HER!”

”STOP TRYING TO “HELP” ME WHEN IT’S NOT NEEDED, YOU IDIOT!”

Clara would almost dash to make a run for Alice to stop her, only for her to be restrained by security.

“Ms. Gaster, please…”

”Let me go! Please?!”

Her concerns fell on deaf ears, as Alice’s theme was already playing. There was no way to cancel the match now, not unless either competitor was too unwell to perform.

Alice would rush down the entrance ramp in an angry stomp, kendo stick in hand, grabbing a mic on her way to the ring, screaming:

”CUT MY MUSIC!”

It cut immediately as Alice stepped inside of the ring as she spoke into the mic once more:

”STEPHANIE RENAUD! GET YOUR FUCKING ASS DOWN HERE, RIGHT NOW!!!”

She dropped every thing, getting ready to attack the Baroness the moment she stepped into the ring…

[thesteedman]

The Baroness Vs Alice Gaster
Match: No Disqualification Match
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, Submission, Knockout

It was another action packed night and a full stadium for the LAW. A solid card throughout with many favourites of the federation making an appearance and wrestling tonight. However... the main event for the night was fast approaching, an Apex Qualifier. None were aware of the confrontation that had happened backstage before the match, unaware of both Gaster's having an argument or what exactly transpired moments before Alice's arrival. None the less, they would cheer her arrival! Though Alice was known more as a Tweener, she was certainly considered the Face of tonight with the crowd all too aware of who she was up against.

Their cheers would be silenced however when Alice made her voice known, asking for the music to be cut before threateningly calling out to the Baroness. There was a moment of silence, a good minute seemingly passing with the crowd all nattering amongst themselves, aware of how angry Alice looked as she stared at the entrance ramp. It was then that the Baroness' music began to hit the PA system!

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"Fantasy" began to play upon the PA systems at high volume, sending the crowd into an uproar. They all knew it was the Theme music of the Baroness. The lights of the entrance ramp began to dim in exchange for more focused blue tinted spotlights that moved within the darkness. Soon enough, four maids began to appear and walk into set places... wearing rather revealing uniforms, lining up opposite each other in a dual line formation. They each took position opposite one and other, spreading down over various sections of ramp before standing to attention... Once the Maids were in place, the Baroness herself began to walk elegantly into view through a large plume of rising smoke, clad in her shoulder pads and a large cloak that covered her entire form. Her expression was as uncaring as always, paying no attention to the constant roars and near riots of the fans she continued to piss off by her mere presence alone. Even Alice got the same treatment as she seemed to pay her no mind.

Slowly, taking her sweet time, as if to further test Alice's patience, the Baroness began to make her way down the ramp. Each time she passed by a set of Maids, they took an item of clothing from her, first removing her shoulder pads in a smooth well rehearsed manner, moving in behind her, before the next set began to slip her large cloak from her shoulders... revealing her two piece bikini outfit below before they too followed behind. As ever the Baroness was a Marvel of a woman to behold, her body splendidly defined and sculpted. Her skin glistened in the low light, having noticeably been slightly oiled before the match to enhance her look all the more.

The Maids took point when they approached the ring, no doubt all well rehearsed, walking ahead of the Baroness, before shifting up to the ring to pull on the ropes, allowing the Baroness to elegantly and easily slip into the squared circle. A sly smile crept upon her smooth lips once she entered the ring, gazing upon the raging crowd as they continued to loudly jeer and protest at the appearance of the established heel in the LAW. It was then she gazed towards Alice, seeing the look upon her face, The determination.
"Well?... What are you waiting for?" The Baroness would whisper in a seductive tone, all too aware that Alice was itching to pounce upon her!

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Alice paced back and forth as Baroness's entrance occured. First she was slow...but she got faster and angrier the longer the entrance took, and Stephanie Renaud was nowhere to be seen. She even audibly growled, to the point where the ref heard her...

...and once the white haired woman finally appeared, Alice almost shot forward as if shot from a gun...only to be barely stopped by the ref!

"LET GO OFF ME! I'LL BEAT THE SHIT OUTTA HER!!!"

The ref would manage to pull her off to her corner, while Baroness finished her entrance...and taunted Alice.

Alice growled, wanted to be let out...and the moment ref released her hands, she ran straight forward with an outstretched arm for a Lariat! The ref would signal for the bell before that occured, however!

"DING DING DING!"

[thesteedman]

The Baroness was calm and collected, a far cry from her opponent who was raging at her. The official struggled to keep her back, and the whole display only made Stephanie smile as she looked upon the sister of Clara Gaster. She licked her lips, looking her up and down. Whilst she did not quite have the beauty of her sister, Alice was still certainly the specimen to behold. She already began undressing her within her mind’s eye, knowing full well she could make such a fantasy reality quickly enough if she wanted. In truth she did... If there was one way to get to her sister, it was to hurt the ones she loved, and what better place to start than her sister?

A soft giggle escaped from Stephanie as Alice rushed her. She was all anger, and it made her reckless, easily telegraphed. Baroness merely took a few arrogant steps back, her eyes darkening and her smile growing as Alice closed the distance like a demented hound let off the leash. This match was over before it began... though Alice was no doubt one of the best when it came to Hardcore no DQ matches... she did not have what the Baroness possessed. Alice's lariat attempt struck at naught but air as the Baroness slipped below her in slow but deft enough manner. By the time Alice momentum carried her forwards, the Baroness was already grasping her firmly from behind.

She leaned in, sliding a hand over the small portion of her exposed midriff, as her other hand seized at her neck. She brushed her lips along her neck, teasing her.
"The Pale Rider... why have we not met earlier?" The Baroness whispered, before using her impressive strength to shove Alice towards the outside of the ring before she could lash out at her. It was there that the Baroness' plans became very evident... to allow her Maid's to do the work for her.

The moment Alice landed outside, the Maids decended upon her, one jumping onto her back and wrapping herself around her to try and slow her. Others rushed in, landing strikes against her body and limbs, slowly pressing in to attempt to overwhelm her and bring her down to the mats. If successful, they would begin to wrap her up, two looking to secure dangerous arm bars whilst another tried to lock in a headscissor from behind! It was all bare legs and limbs attacking Alice, looking to overwhelm her... and with the stipulation... such a thing was not illegal.

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"Crap...", Alice thought in her mind, as Baroness slipped past her aggressive attack, taunting her, before shoving her outside of the ring...

...and that was, indeed, a problem.

The maids came upon her, some simply jumping on top of her, others raining down punches, stomps and kicks on top of the small Brit. Once Alice was on the floor from the onslaught, 3 women would lock in holds on her, trapping her in armbars and headscissors, putting massive strain on Alice's body!

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

Backstage, Clara tried to make her way into the ringside, but stopped at the gorilla position:

"What are you doing?!"

"Sorry, higher up orders."

"What?!!"

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"Do not be a disappointment now Alice. I would hate to see you submit here and now. Only I will have that honour tonight... and submit you shall. I will not accept you passing out." The Baroness began to speak in her alluring French accent. She began to check her own nails in arrogant fashion before she began to lean over the ropes, watching as the Maid's began to go to work, slowly squeezing and applying pressure to Alice's arms. The Baroness had a dark smile upon her lips, before licking them, savouring the screams of pain that came from Alice as she was tormented by the mob of Maid's that had descended upon her.

The legs around her head continued to squeeze, applying decent pressure to cause terrible discomfort. It was not enough to choke her out, but breathing was certainly an issue, no doubt a method to weaken her. The true pain came from the legs that were crossed over her chest, applying dangerous armbars, one on each arm. No doubt this was all part of a greater ploy as well... no doubt with her arms hurt she would pose less of a threat to the Baroness. The maids were picking her apart!

"Let's make this last. I want to make a nice example out of you... Your sister is the one that got away from me. I intend to have her crawl back to me. If it has to be over your broken form... so be it." The Baroness would threaten in a malicious tone, her eyes darkening as she thought of her sister Clara. No doubt she would be trying to run down to save her... but Baroness had a plan for that, having bribed some officials to get in her way. It was all going splendidly.

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"GYAAAAAAH! YOU FUCKING CUNTS! I WILL FUCKING KI---GYAAAAAH!!!"

The sad part about this was...Alice expected something like this to happen after the match was booked. She didn't specifically request it...but part of her, some small bit hoped that she would manage to thwart anything thrown her way, get revenge on the woman tormenting her sister month after month, and get a revenge on Clara, dealing with her trouble as Clara tried to deal with Yuzuha at the PPV...

...that sadly would not happen, as she was trapped, in pain, her arms at the breaking point, and herself, slowly losing consciousness...

Clara, meanwhile, was dealing with the situation backstage:

"What higher up orders?! This is a no-DQ match! I didn't sign anything that forbids me to be at ringside!

"Um...sorry, higher up orders..."

"Get out of here!"

Clara could tell the ruse. There was no trouble for her. Baroness simply paid a stagehand, or even a higher up, off! The stagehand would manage to stay on their feet...and in fact, would grab Clara by her hand!

"Damnit...let go off me you greedy fool!"

Clara was about to slap the man...only to turn around into one of the producers trying to kick her in the head!

"Aggh!!!"

She got her hand up in time, but even that was barely in time, as her arm stung!

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"I am guessing you never heard the stage hand." The female producer spoke in a dark tone. The stage hand finally released Clara's hand, as another staff member came over, another female, both were good looking women. Considering their position, Clara was unfamiliar with the two staff members that had been lurking by, before quickly figuring out that the situation was worst then she could have imagined. She had seen these two women before! They were Maids! They were the Baroness' Maids, and it seemed they look to prevent Clara from going to the ring to help her sister!

Just when Clara was about to engage them, a third Maid disguised in normal clothing grabbed Clara from behind, locking in a full nelson against her to try and keep her bound.
"He was not lying. Orders from higher up!" The Maid holding Clara declared, as the other two began to close in, looking to begin attacking Clara as they began to strike her outstretched midriff!

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With Alice beginning to move less and less from the terrible unison of holds, the Maids soon went to do the Baroness silent bidding. Clad in so little herself, the Baroness liked her opponents to be as exposed as she was herself. She longed for skin contact, suffering of her prey and total humiliation of them. She smiled in a dark manner, watching as the Maid's began to remove Alice's footwear, leaving her barefoot, making it easier to remove her leggings and expose those pleasing legs of hers. Her shift was removed next, looking to leave Alice in whatever small clothes she wore below, looking to expose her cleavage and her midriff, leaving her exposed in as much attire as the Baroness herself.

"Do not swear so much my dear. It is very unbecoming of you." The Baroness teased, managing a dark smile as the Maid's hoisted the weakened Alice upwards in unison, before tossing her scantily clad form back into the ring for the Baroness. She shivered in near delight, gazing upon her alluring prey. She was almost as beautiful as her sister, a delight to look upon, her form a marvel to behold. The Baroness approached her, kicking her in the stomach hard to force her to twist on the ground, before she sat down upon her rear, tucking her dangerous legs against her sides.

There was something alluring and seductive about the manner Baroness would slip her hands under Alice's chin, but there was nothing alluring about the sudden torture she would inflict upon her, locking a dangerous and brutal Camel Clutch upon her, curving her back into a devastating C like shape!

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2 women dressed as stagehands, but ones that Clara hadn’t recognized from seeing backstage before, stepped up to her…except no, she did recognize them. She remembered both women being on the receiving end of a beatdown from Kay!

”I haven’t heard…but I have seen my girlfriend handle them with ea—?!”

Right as Clara tried to quip back at the maids, about to try and take them down, suddenly, she was grabbed from the back by a third maid!

”Let…GO! GAAAAAGH!!!”

Instead, like a gang, the maids proceeded to beat the Brit down, driving their fists into her stomach!

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”AAAAGH! What…what the fuck…are you doing?!”, Alice let out as the maids started to undress her, taking off her shoes…then her leggings!

”STOP! STOP THIS RIGHT NOW!”

Alice’s black panties were revealed for all to see, as the small lightweight got red faced in embarrassment and anger. Her t-shirt soon went as well, a simple black sports bra underneath, before she was thrown back to the Alpha of the pack. As hurt as Alice was, she was now starting to get afraid as the Baroness looked at her half-naked form, Alice instinctively covering her body…before being kicked straight in the stomach! Gasping for air, the Brit turned on to her hurt stomach to protect it…leading to Baroness sitting on top of her, before trapping Alice in a Camel Clutch!

”GYAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! FUCK! AAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!”, Alice cried as her body was folded into a C shape!

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The Baroness did not hold back, a twisted smile fashioning on her lips as her white fringe draped over her eyes to give her something of an unhinged look about her. She bit on her lower lip, enjoying the feel of Alice's contorted form as she pulled back so hard upon her chin, that it almost appeared as if Alice was upright whilst her hips were pressed against the mat. It made for a brutal looking Camel Clutch, one that was no doubt agonising as the Baroness began to slide one hand over her bare midriff whilst the other pulled at her chin.

"This should be your sister... but I will gladly settle with you whilst she cowers backstage." The Baroness teased, all too aware that her Maids were keeping Clara busy. Alice did not need to know that however, she was happy giving her the illusion that Clara was simply not coming to help. She giggled, biting on Alice's ear hard enough to cause discomfort, before she shoved Alice downwards hard. By now the crowd were in total rage, shouting out and on the verge of riot. The Baroness circled around Alice, a sight to behold, looking dangerous, frightening even. She soon reached down for Alice, pulling her up to her feet, before she locked her arms around her waist and hoisted her up off her bare feet, giving her a deadly bearhug!

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The Maids naturally did not comply, ganging up on the British wrestler whilst her sister was tortured in the ring. They continued to drive attacks into her midriff, before pressing close around Clara, locking arms around her! It was clear their intent was to try and perform a triple bearhug upon the lightweight wrestler, partly to keep her restrained and to drain her of energy! It was clear they did not want her helping Alice in the ring.

"The Baroness sends her regards, and regrets she cannot be here herself." One of the Maid's would whisper in dark fashion!