Alice Gaster vs Baroness - Sisters’ Sins

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Alice defiantly closed her mouth, grinding her teeth to not allow Baroness to hear her screams as her spine was bent into C shape so far, she was wondering how it wasn't breaking...

"Clar...help...", Alice begged, as Clara rushed down the entrance ramp...with 4 of the maids blocking her pass. She couldn't believe how many people Baroness kept in her employ...but as the first maid approached her, she stopped, pivoted on her leg, and Superkicked the maid away!

"Anyone else wants to stand in my way or will you cheap idiots just keep standing there?!", Clara would say as she tried to rush the 3 women still standing in her way, as she looked towards Baroness...and wanted to scream at how her arch nemesis was treating her sister.

Alice was pulled up into a regular Bearhug...and started kissing her midriff, completely embarrassing and humiliating the hardcore Brit...

...as she looked at Baroness with furious eyes.

Alice would lift her hand, trying to reach for the Frenchwoman's cold eyes, trying to dig her nails into her face to force her to let her go!

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The crowd began to roar out with cheers when Clara made her way towards the ring. The first Maid that approached ate all of the Superkick, making her body arch and snap back in a violent manner before she collapsed upon herself, instantly taken out by a deft strike from the more experience Clara Gaster. It gave the other Maid's pause, seeing how easily she dispatched the first of their number, but they realised quickly that they did not have to engage Clara, it was up to her to get past them. As such, they rallied somewhat, standing side by side in a defensive manner, all whilst Alice could be heard screaming in agony behind as the Baroness crushed her relentlessly.

The Baroness herself smiled, her focus upon Clara as she had Alice dipped back and gruellingly crushed and squeezed in her exposed form. She felt Alice begin to grasp at her face, but the Baroness would respond with a devastating crush, as a few cricks and muffled clicks sounded out from Alice's spine as it was tested within the dip and brutal squeeze. Knowing those nails of hers could still be a threat, the Baroness dipped Alice a little more, before making an excellent display of brutal strength. In one heave, the Baroness hoisted Alice upwards, keeping her arms crushingly tight around her waist, before arching back and nailing a hard belly to belly suplex against Alice, leaving her against the canvas of the ring.

The Baroness was already up on one knee, tracing a finger over Alice's alluring features, wearing a dark smile as she looked to Clara with malicious intent.
"You want to save your sister?... She's right here... you had best get a move on." The Baroness would sing in a French tone that dripped with venom. She reached down, grasping Alice around the waist once more, before deadlifting her up as if she weighed almost nothing. With a quick view adjustments, the Baroness had a deep squeeze upon Alice as she was upside down, before hoisting her upwards a little more, and dropping downwards in a brutal looking Piledriver, one that had Alice bouncing out of Baroness' grip from the momentum of the impact.

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Had this happened a few years earlier, Clara would've likely been worried about whether she had injured the poor maid to whom she gave the hellacious Superkick to, but with how much her friends were normally in danger, she was out of patience with anyone helping her foes.

As she marched, Baroness chose to torture Alice further for trying to fight back. Instead of releasing her, Stephanie would lift her into the air, spin the two of them, and then plant the Pale Rider into the ground for a hard Belly to Belly Suplex!

Alice would just open her mouth, trying but unable to scream, as the Baroness traced her finger at her features, taunting both her and Clara.

At this, the Shadow Lord got angry, deciding to forgo dealing with the maids blocking her path...and instead hopped over the barricade, trying to go around Baroness's entourage!

As for Alice, her foe would pick her up upside down...before she dropped her right onto her head for a Piledriver! Clara would try to finally enter the ring to bring an end to Alice's torture!

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The crowd gasped in horror as Alice was brutally piledrivered, near folding in upon herself from the impact before she simply flopped down against the mat. The Baroness giggled, gazing upon her scantily clad form as Alice looked out of it. The twisted Baroness was not quite done with her however, grasping her by the hair, pulling her up in gruesome fashion by her short hair. In a display of raw power that the Baroness was deceptively known for, the Baroness would grasp Alice by the back of her neck with one hand, before scooping her rear with another hand. The Baroness' exposed form tensed up, showing a well-defined and powerful body as she would hoist Alice up into the air in an overhead position press... and in fast succession would drop backwards and tuck her legs up, dropping Alice down to become impaled upon her shins in a C like position.

Such was the momentum of the Lumbar Check, that the entire ring shook violently, and Alice was sent bouncing from her legs to collapse against the ring once more... a signature move of the Baroness'... and one that set up for the end. In an alluring if not, predatory fashion, the Baroness began to crawl towards Alice in a slow fashion with hunger in her eyes. Whilst this was going on, she could hear the commotion as Clara made her way around, but it was all white noise to her... her focus right now was on Alice and what was to come next. The vibrations and clambering of Clara soon rattled the ring as the British Lightweight looked to interrupt... but Baroness paid her no mind, still sliding towards Alice as she slowly began to straddle over her hips, sliding one of her dangerous legs up against her side.

Clara was about to close the distance, the crowd chanting and screaming for her to save Alice... but it seemed Baroness' arrogance was not unfounded, as Clara was tackled at the last minute by a desperate Maid, falling a meter beyond her sister and the Baroness before two more of the Maids leapt to reinforce the restraining of Clara.

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Clara tried to rush the ring, tried to save Alice from Baroness as she scooped her up once more, the Pale Rider barely awake after all that the Baroness and the maids had done to her...

...but right as she tried to rush the ring, one maid decided to be brave, and would take the Brit down on her back!

"AAH!!!", Clara let out...and as she fell off...she saw Alice being dropped off onto Baroness's knees!

Alice had no strength left to scream. She didn't even know how she was still awake. She rolled off of Baroness, and curled up into a ball. Breathing actually hurt. She was realizing how rash she was, jumping in to deal with the Baroness without a solid plan. She looked to the ringside, seeing her sister there, trying to make her way into the ring to help her. Still, despite all their fights in recent months, she was there to try and save her from any troubles she was having...

Tears of anger and sorrow rolled down Alice's face as she tried to push up...and saw the Baroness crawling towards her. She opened her mouth, trying to tell her to "fuck off"...but she couldn't only wheeze in her current state...

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One Maid, Clara could deal with, even two and as proven before, three with some careful and tactical work... but by now it was four Maids that began to pile onto Clara, holding her down, trying to use their bodies as weapons to bind the Gaster sibling down whilst the Baroness continued her work. There was little Clara could do right now, as each time she battled one Maid off, another would quickly take her place, creating a scramble as the Maid's looked to restrain Clara.

All the while, the Baroness kept her focus upon her prey, Alice Gaster, who was now simply there for the taking. She was still awake, but the short haired beauty was exhausted by now, the fight within her shattered from the series of devastating moves and holds. It was almost intoxicating to witness how the Baroness began to slide her own scantily clad form over her target, her movements smooth and methodical, her eyes remaining locked upon that of Alice's like a predator stalking its next meal.

The Baroness smiled, hearing the commotion behind her, knowing she had an audience who was invested heavily in the results of this match. Licking her lips, she kept her focus upon Alice, straddling over her hips as she tucked her thighs in against her sides and rubbed her legs against that of Alice's, enjoying the feel of her flesh against her own. In a split second, the Baroness repositioned herself, her body moving and bringing Alice with her, making space with a quick motion for those ever infamous legs of hers to wrap in a colossal grip around Alice's waist. By the time the Hardcore specialist was settled down, she was flat upon her knees, with the Baroness lying upon her back, her eyes hungry and wanting.

It did not take long until the deadly process would begin... one Clara was regrettably familiar with, as those thighs began to tense and harden, with Baroness' calves beginning to dig into the lower spine of Alice. It was a dark dance that had only one ending... as the Baroness began to squeeze the daylights out of Alice Gaster with her devastating bodyscissor hold...

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Clara desperately tried to fight the maids off of her, but the moment she managed to barely shove one away, another would be onto her, grabbing her arm not to deal damage, but just to pin her to the floor. Clara tried to claw from under the damned underlings…but despite Clara’s best efforts, she was not able to reach the ring.

Alice tried to fight back…but the Baroness has destroyed almost all fight within her. She was simply tired, and breathless. She punched against her hated opponent’s legs as they, almost literally, snaked past her own, as she knew from watching Clara’s previous match what move came next…

With a swift motion, she was on her knees, and Baroness’s legs were around her waist and ribs…

One second later, Alice couldn’t draw any breath to her body.

She desperately fight off as she weakly punched against the Baroness’s legs, but all was useless. She choked, feeling a bit of liquid in her mouth…and spitting it, she would see a tinge of red in her saliva on the ring canvas…

Clara would scream at Baroness: ”LET HER GO!!!”, still trying to fight off the maids…

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"<Is this everything that you wanted?>" The Baroness would whisper in her alluring tone, speaking in French and in an almost teasing manner. Her deadly bodylock was viced in brutally tight, crushing the waist of the scantily clad Alice. The crowd watched in horror, seeing as the Baroness wasted no time tightening her unique scissor hold, squeezing Alice Gaster like the closing coils of a deadly constrictor. The Baroness would briefly rag doll Alice left and right, before she pushed against her own hands to elevate herself, getting a much deeper squeeze upon Alice who began to writhe and struggle.

The Baroness bit on her lower lip, this moment being the favourite part for her in any match. She was all too aware that Clara was screaming in desperation behind her as the Maid's continued to pile upon her each time she made any amount of progress towards freedom. The Baroness giggled, her focus upon Alice, watching the fear in her eyes, drinking in as her bare midriff strained and writhed as her impossibly strong legs continued to enclose tighter around her slender frame. It was looking brutal, Baroness' calves looking like they were dug into Alice's lower back as they were crossed behind her, all whilst those powerful thighs tensed up, feeling as hard as steel as they pressed in around Alice.

Already she looked to be in trouble, her body throwing back with each tighten of the scissor hold, whilst Baroness could actually feel a few clicks coming from her spine. Within seconds, the bodyscissors would become a familiar sight of brutality to Clara who watched on, seeing as Alice would spit up some blood upon the ring, as it became clear the Baroness looked to do harm against her sister. The Baroness eased back, simply enjoying the sights now, near shivering in delight as she focused on crushing Alice in her deadly embrace...

She was so enthralled in the moment that she failed to catch onto the sudden cheers from the crowd as they began to get to their feet! Someone was running at speed down towards the ramp! With the Maid's occupied by Clara's struggles, there was none defending the ramp. It was Drifter! She was clad in her usual attire, but threw away her beanie and her heavy coat as she darted down towards the ring. She just hoped she was not too late, seeing how dire the situation was. One of the Maids managed to catch sight of her, quickly darting around to intercept Drifter, but like Clara moments earlier, the lightweight was able to throw a haymaker right into her jaw with crushing impact and carrying all the rage behind it. The Maid span in the air before crashing down in brutal fashion much to the delight of the crowd... with three Maid's still on Clara... she had a free run towards the ring... if Alice could just hold on for a few moments more!

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"A...a...", Alice tried to scream, but she could only get brief grunts off as she was unable to use the little air left in her body. She punched against the Baroness's legs...but all she got in return was getting her body rag-dolled and shaken around. Tears formed in her eyes. Despite all the hardcore battles she's been through, she never felt this much pain with this much helplessness before...

Clara tried to fight off the maids...but right as she got her arm away from one, another would quickly help out, keeping Clara trapped...while also giving her a perfect view to her sister's torture.

Finally, Alice would tap out, and the bell would ring...but the crowd was on their feet for something else going on, as Katherine Scarlett was making her way for the save!

"KAY! PLEASE, HELP!!!", Clara cried out in distress, seeing her beautiful blunette girlfriend as Alice's only key to freedom! Because Clara herself knew...there was no way Baroness would let Alice go if she could help it...

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The Baroness began to whisper sweet nothings to Alice in her own dialect, her legs seemingly coiling tighter around Alice Gaster when it felt like there was no more room to enclose her deadly legs around. It made for a brutal sight, the Baroness' long and powerful legs seemingly digging into Alice's waist to make her look one or two sizes belt size smaller. Her body strained and shuddered, slowly succumbing to the squeeze, as a small line of blood was visible from the side of Alice's mouth, slipping down as she helplessly tried to free herself.

It was a familiar sight to Clara, who had once experienced it herself... that terrible crush, and now Alice was going through it whilst she fought against the Maids. Drifter managed to scramble to the side of the ring. Baroness was so engrossed with her captive, slipping a soft kiss upon Alice's lips that she failed to notice Drifter's arrival. She did not even hear the cries for aid from Clara as the Baroness continued to crush her prey, threatening to do potential damage as she had against Clara.

Drifter wasted no time, climbing, scrambling, racing up to the top rope with impressive deftness. She had no time to gauge the distance, the lightweight wrestler simply jumped and hoped for the best, feeling the spring of the ropes propel her great and impressive distance. Little did Kay know that Alice was already tapping out, but in truth that would not have stopped the bluenette at all. The look on her face said it all, she could see the distress upon Clara and could see Alice was in trouble! The bell rang out loud as the ref saw the tap out, but Drifter was already mid-air, before she came slamming down with the Wayfarer, hitting the Baroness with such momentum that matched the PPV event when Clara was grasped and crushed within the same hold.

Baroness' head snapped back, clashing against the mat as her legs instantly loosened from around Alice's body. Drifter was not done, a look of fierce determination upon her angelic features that made the Maid's pause as they continued to restrain Clara. In a single stride, the Drifter was upon them, a devastating left hook striking one upon the jaw to send her rolling off Clara and out of the ring. The Drifter soon pursued the other two, but their moral had been decimated, and they were off, with Clara managing to throw them from her form. By now the crowd were ecstatic, up on their feet to see Drifter come to the aid of her lover once more and save her sister. She span around, her eyes wide, looking for further retribution against the Baroness, but the Maids had pulled her from the ring, getting under her arms to carry her up the ramp as she favoured her jaw.

"I came as soon as I could..." Katherine whispered breathlessly, no doubt having dashed in from who knows how far away. As far as Clara was aware, Kay was not even in the stadium when the match begun. She instantly went to Alice's side, taking off her own plaid shirt to throw it over her shoulders to cover her up a little more.
"It's alright Alice... You're gonna' be okay. We're here now." Kay would speak out, motioning for Clara to get under Alice's other arm to help get her up. Despite the situation she gave Clara a wink and an exhausted little smile, she knew the situation was bad, but Kay could not help but light up every time she saw Clara.