Bad Influences: Mina Morgan vs. Clara [D]

[CaptainL]

Match Type: Apartment Match
Rules: Victory by pinfall, submission, or knockout. Match takes place in Cynara Morgan's apartment, on padded mats.

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For Cynara Morgan, the last week had been interesting, to say the least.

It all started with how she'd gotten word of a new entrant to the LAW roster. She knew that the promotion's talent came from all walks of life...but this was a new one. This girl - Clara was the only name she'd given - was, apparently, someone they had literally found off the street. She didn't have a family, she barely seemed to remember anything, and she didn't seem to have any history with the sport. In any other line of work, she would surely have been rejected for not having a proper resume. But LAW was, quite literally, all she had. It was the only tie she had to any sort of community, and it was the only place she could find herself belonging. As long as she was able to get a place to stay, steady employment, and maybe some training on the side to fit more naturally into the company, she would be set.

To Cynara, all those qualities made her the perfect prospect for a new client.

Clara didn't have anything else. How could she say no? If Cynara extended her offer to take her in, she would surely find it hard to pass up. When she had nothing else in terms of connections, or possessions, or even a place to go...Cynara could offer her all of that. She couldn't easily back out without risking it all. And with the former champion's wealth, she could provide Clara with everything she might need - all the training she might require to stay competitive, and all the gifts and bribes she might need to stay loyal. If all worked according to plan, she would have an enforcer, and another instrument of her will in the ring and in the apartments. Clara was yet unproven. But Cynara could shape her into a secret weapon.

First things first, though - she needed to prove if this girl was worth her time.

It had been simple enough. Cynara had her people approach Clara with the pretenses of being concerned for her well-being, and wanting to extend an offer. From there, she would arrange for her to be flown out to New York, where she would take part in an apartment wrestling event held at her husband's penthouse, jointly overseen by Apartment House Wrestling and LAW. And her opponent would be none other than Mina Morgan, the current Apartment House Wrestling Champion - and Cynara's own daughter. If all went well, Clara would be flattered by the fact she would be facing a champion. It would suggest the AHW officials felt she had it in her to be champion material, and if she won, she would immediately be propelled to fame and fortune greater than she could ever have imagined, an offer that would surely seem almost too good to be true to someone so destitute. Hopefully, she would be able to look past the fact that she was still unproven, without even a match in LAW to her name, and no real way for those promoters to see potential in her. But in truth, it was Cynara who truly did see potential in her - potential to be shaped into something useful.

All she'd have to do was stand up to Mina.

The air in the penthouse was quiet, and even as glasses of champagne were passed around, everyone's mood was tense with anticipation. This was an exclusive event - Cynara had sent out invitations to a few select guests among the rich and famous to attend live, including important figures from LAW and AHW alike. Part of that was because she craved the attention of high society, but part of that was also to help win Clara over by showing her what she could have access to through her patronage. They had all seated themselves on chairs and couches around where mats had been laid over the floor. And standing in the center of those mats was Mina herself, with her mother watching from the couch with a smile on her face.

"Remember, Mina," Cynara explained, "we both know who's favored to win this...but don't hold back. I want to see what this girl's made of. And no one can put that to the test like you can, dear." Mina only responded with a curt nod, but her attention was focused on the door to the dressing room where Clara would be preparing for the bout. Once she showed herself...the fun could begin.

Mina Morgan

Cynara Morgan

[FreshBritishSalmon]

The last 48 hours or so had been the most baffling Clara could have ever imagined. When she initially joined LAW, she thought it was just some massive prank, and that she would immediately be thrown into some sex dungeon with a lot of ugly, horny dudes, or worse yet, killed outright by a madman or madwoman wielding a knife. Thankfully for her, those nightmarish outcomes never happened, and soon enough, a much more appealing outcome had arrived.

It was a cool spring morning, and the short girl had been located by a man of rather high caliber. Clara was initially quite nervous, given that he approached her quickly, and seemed eager to meet her. Clara thought he was going to get her to become a prostitute or something. But she would be surprised when what came out of his mouth was an offer that, to Clara, incredibly appealing.

The man told her that he was there on behalf of a certain Cynara Morgan, a prominent figure in the AHW. Clara pulled a very confused face, before the man eventually told her what that was. Clara then asked what that even was, and he went into great detail explaining what it was, even having the good will to crouch down to her level, rather than talking down on her. Clara nodded to everything that he said, but was initially unsure as to why he was telling her all of this info. After all, she had no fighting experience whatsoever.

Then came the big hitter. The man told her that Cynara had offered Clara a place to stay, and even offered to help buy her possessions, as well as even train and manage her, if she agreed to have an apartment fight with someone and give it her all. Seemed simple enough to Clara, especially when, thanks to that kind man, she even knew how these fights worked. The only issue was, she had no proper clothing.

It was at that point where he signalled 2 women, carrying boxes. Clara was shocked, surely they couldnt have gone this far, just for her? But they had. They had gone and purchased a wide variety of outfits in a variety of sizes, and before long, they found one set that suited her perfectly. They wanted her to wear boots too, but she told them she was viable to break her ankle when she wears them, a statement that confused them, but they passed it off with a shrug. After all, apartment fights were generally done barefooted anyway. It was at that point when the other two women left, and the man then said that Cynara would like to meet her in person, and fight her daughter, the reigning AHW champion, along with a few famous figures both from LAW and AHW watching on the side. The sooner, the better. Clara agreed to come immediately, taking all of her newly acquired clothing and heading off to the airport with the man.

Approximately 36 hours later, she had arrived at what looked like a luxury mansion to her. A penthouse apartment that was reasonably lively, considering it was rather late at night. With a smile and a "Good luck", the man headed home, before she went into the house. One of the guests was there waiting for Clara, and her eyes opened when she finally saw her. It was time. The woman introduced herself, though Clara was rather scatter brained, so the name didnt stick, instead reverting to saying "Yes miss" when she was finished.

She was then pointed to a small room where she would have to change into nothing but her lingerie. A normal ask for any old AHF member, but for the newbie, this was a little embarrassing. But she was here now, it was too late to back out. She walked into the small room, quickly changed into her lingerie, and then was told to head to the living room, where the fight would take place.

Eventually, she was ready, and she slowly opened the door to the living room, where Mina's gaze, as well as the watchful eyes of Cynara, and about a dozen high class men and women, all locked onto her in sync. Given the atmosphere, and the fact that a youngish girl, who was bigger than her, was also in her bed wear, and standing on some mats with everybody else a decent way away from her, told Clara that she hadnt been duped. She was going to have that opportunity. And she was going to fight Mina with her mother watching eagerly. She walked onto the mats, giving a meek smile and a wave as the crowd gave her an applause.

"H-hello everybody" She said a quiet tone, which also cracked at the end, causing her to clear her throat before continuing. "Thank you for, having me here" She went on to say before locking her pink eyes with Mina's lilac pair. Clara wasnt aware how this would go, but she was aware of one thing, this was going to be one painful fight.

Clara

[CaptainL]

When Clara had first entered the room, she'd garnered a few murmurs among the guests. Many hadn't known what to expect. And, while some were disappointed when they were greeted by such a small and unassuming girl, who looked like she wouldn't be able to hurt a fly if she tried and who flinched at the sight of the attention she was receiving, others had hope. The way her eyes had gone so wide when she took in the splendor of the apartment was endearing, and to some, it stirred a bit of pity from all those wondering if she had come from a place of poverty. But it was Cynara - seated on her couch before the mats, and unquestionably the star of the evening - who was most pleased with what she saw. In that incredulous look, she could see how malleable and easily influenced Clara would be - the right bribe would surely be all she needed to push her in the right direction. All Clara would have to do was impress her. And if she didn't...well, then, Mina would just have another victory to boast of.

When Clara finally emerged from the dressing room, the noise in the apartment picked up. Many hadn't expected her to show up in something so daring, especially for her first match, and her scantily-adorned body drew a fair amount of eyes. Mina, on the other hand, was less impressed. She crossed her arms as Clara stood before her, eyeing her with a glare. "They better not have dragged me out here to fight a nobody jobber," she huffed. "You'd better be worth my time."

Cynara, on the other hand, shook her head to her daughter's outburst. "Now, now, Mina...let's not forget that appearances can be deceiving some times." Then, she looked up at Clara, showing her a warm smile. "Oh, believe me, we're happy to have you here. I hope that all the attention won't be too much pressure. Don't forget what's in it for you if you win..."

With a smile, Cynara shifted in her seat, patting her hand on the faceplate of the AHW Championship - the same championship her daughter held, now laying in her lap. It might have been Clara's first match ever, but if - by whatever miracle - she won, she would already become a champion! Even if the chances of that were slim, theoretically, it was still possible. Cynara didn't believe Clara could win, either. But the offer was there. And it just might be what Clara needed to surprise everyone.

Then, though, the former champion sat back, swirling a champagne glass in her hand as she shifted again to drape one leg atop the other. "Now, then...I think we've said enough, and I would hate to keep everyone waiting. On three...you may begin. One...two...three!"

With each count, Mina began to lean over forward, staring Clara dead in the eye. Her face was stoic and emotionless, and her muscles were tense and ready to spring at a moment's notice. The moment she heard the three, it was as if a switch had flipped in her - and without even a moment's hesitation, she took off like a lightning bolt, running toward Clara with a charge! If she would have the chance to, she would drive her shoulder against the white-haired girl's chest, attempting to flatten her with her momentum alone!

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Clara didn't know what to think of the mixed messages she was getting from the crowd. Sone looked at her as if she was some form of criminal who had insulted their families, while the rest seemed to have a bright light in their eyes, as if Clara was a promising fighter. She disnt let anything get to her head though. She was here for one thing, and nothing would stir her from that.

It seemed that one of the skeptics happened to be her scantily clad opponent for the night, though that was to be expected. Not only had Clara never met Mina, she had never competed in any such match. Or any match, for that matter. Though again, Clara had very little to care about her opponents thoughts. She simply blocked out the negative thoughts, and believed she could take her on. And that gave her the adrenaline boost she needed to at least put up a fight. It even gave her a little confidence.

"I may be new, but I am far from a jobber. I will show you what I can do, and I will not hold back." Clara said with a fire in her belly, and conviction in her voice. It was as if someone had told her that she would win the lottery if she fought Mina. And to be frank, they wouldnt be far wrong.

Clara simply nodded to Cynara's pleasant words, blocking out the whole crowd from her vision. To her now, it was just her, Mina and Cynara in the room. The rest of them did not exist. Her focus was locked onto this fight, and by golly, she wouldnt back down until her body broke.

As Cynara counted them in, Clara's eyes locked with Mina's, and the fight began. Clara, oddly enough, had the same idea as Mina, darting forward like she had been given a rocket booster, and slamming her bare shoulder hard into Minas, causing a rather loud thud, and a shockwave of pain between the two ladies. Clara barely felt it for more than a second, and she jumped at Clara, attempting to tackle her to the ground.

[CaptainL]

When Mina heard Clara's response, she let out a huff, and her eyes narrowed further into a glare aimed right at her white-haired foe. If she was going to talk back, she'd have nothing of it - she would just as soon put her in her place, as soon as the match began. Cynara, though, smiled a little wider. In those first few seconds, when she was witnessing Clara prepare herself for a fight for the first time, she didn't see a hint of hesitation or fear. Clara surely knew she was going up against the champion of apartment wrestling, in her first match ever. But she didn't let the odds keep her down, and she wouldn't be intimidated. If she was this fearless, it would make her a worthy client indeed. If she could back up her bravado, that would be even better!

Now the match had begun, and Mina was off! She wasted not even a second before she had thrown herself at her opponent at full speed, aiming to slam into her with all the momentum she could muster. This was how Mina tended to approach her matches, and it had worked well for her in the past. Her strategy relied on being quick enough and striking with enough force to overwhelm her opponents before they could even prepare themselves. But rather than let Mina bowl her over, or shrink back in fear...Clara would just do exactly the same, flying back at Mina with a charge of her own!

The two girls met in the middle with the sound of a smack of skin hitting skin. Both of them had run into each others' charge, and in each case, their own momentum had absorbed the brunt of the blow. They staggered back, bending lower at the waist, but they didn't fall. If anything, it was Mina who had been taken by surprise! To think that she was facing an unproven, untested rookie, and that rookie had just been able to counter her offense...it seemed unimaginable. Her eyes widened in shock as she stared back at Clara, seeing that she was still standing. And that meant she wasn't pressing the advantage further - which gave Clara a few precious seconds to make her move!

This time, Clara threw herself back at Mina, and the blonde wasn't prepared for the force of her tackle! She landed against her with another smack as body met body, and against the weight of her opponent, Mina's footing was swept out from under her, causing her to fall back. Clara was off to a lucky start - but Mina wasn't about to let her hold the advantage for long. She had to adapt to the rising tides! As she hissed under her breath, she threw her arms around Clara's sides even as she fell, trying to get a good hold on her. If she could, she would roll her weight to the side, trying to make Clara land beneath her! Whether or not Clara had gotten first blood, she wasn't about to concede the top position!

[FreshBritishSalmon]

The crash of the two shoulders ramming into each other with the force that they did caused a few of the audience members to cringe, expecting Clara to be in significant agony, after taking a blow that early on with just her shoulder. They were shocked to see Clara not only still standing, but able to counter so quickly. Clara knew that she had to make the most of every opportunity that she got, and that first opportunity came fast. Every second counted for her, as it could be her last, as she walked this treacherous tightrope, not knowing that the result did not matter that much, her performance however, did.

As Mina countered her tackle by trying to grasp her hips and turn her so that Mina as on top of her, Clara had a split second to react. She had an idea, but it would be a little bit risky. But risks were meant to be taken in this situation, and it wasn't like she had a lot to lose. In fact, she had nothing but the clothes on her back, and they couldn't let her leave naked. Clara moved one of her feet in such a way that, if fortune was on her side, the two of them wouldnt settle how Mina would have thought. Instead, they would either fall on their sides, with one of each of their arms trapped underneath their rivals body, and unable to escape, or if Clara was lucky, with her in the top position.

Either way, Clara had on though on her mind now, and that was her opponents chest, which was directly in front of her. Every woman was sensitive on their tits, and Clara did have reasonably sharp nails, after not being able to cut them properly. If Clara landed on top of Mina, she would arch her back enough so that Mina's bra was exposed, before using one hand to try and loosen her bra on the top, releasing her tits to the crowd. If they landed side by side, the same concept would be used, but her free hand would go for the rear of Mina's bra, with the exact same aim, exposing Mina's cute tits.

[CaptainL]

Clara was yet unproven as a wrestler. As far as she, or anyone else, knew, this was the first fight of her life, and she was going up against a second-generation champion. Her shy disposition and petite frame hardly seemed like that of a fighter. But she had managed to take everyone by surprise, not the least her opponent! When the two girls rammed into one another at full force, the momentum of the impact caused both of them to tremble - but neither fell. Clara had taken a charge from Mina head-on, and where more experienced wrestlers had been overrun and pulverized in moments, she had weathered the blow, and fought back! Even now, she was ready to continue that momentum, jumping at Mina to take her down while the blonde stared back at her in shock. Mina could only grab for the white-haired girl and try to spin her around so that she could at least land on top. But Clara was prepared for that, too - and in those few short seconds, she managed to counter Mina's counter!

The two of them fell to the mats on their side, with Clara sweeping Mina's legs. The blonde hissed under her breath, her eyes narrowing at Clara in frustration. She had already proven far more capable than she could have ever given her credit for. Now that they were lying on their arms, Mina only had one arm to work with. But she would do whatever she needed to to get back on top. It was already unthinkable that Clara had done this well - Mina needed to show her why she was a champion!

Clara's next move was equally unexpected. When Mina felt her arm reach around her back, she figured Clara was trying to get a good handhold on her to set up a grapple, but she wouldn't let it perturb her. She kept squirming in place, bucking with her hips and shoulders to try and jostle her opponent while the two of them were pressed into close quarters, their bodies rubbing up against each others'. But Clara's fingers found the clasp on the back of Mina's bra, and one click later it fell loose. Mina could feel the garment slip between their taut midsections as it fell to the mat, and the cool air against her breasts. For just a moment, she stopped to realize what had happened. She stared back at Clara, puzzled at first - but her eyes soon narrowed with nothing less than disdain.

"...What, you think that's gonna stop me?" Mina hissed. If Clara thought she would be embarrassed enough to yield, she was hopelessly naive - and she threw herself right back to trying to overpower the newcomer, giving another shove of her body up against Clara's as her legs coiled around the other girl's to try and get a better grip. She had no idea what Clara's true intentions were - even if she'd shown unexpected promise, she was surely too meek and innocent to fight that dirty...

[FreshBritishSalmon]

The crowd were stunned by the fortitude and the defiance of the supposed newbie. If somebody told them that this was a match that was a complete novice fighting a champion, and asked which one was which, they would have been completely stumped! Clara had all the resolve she needed to mount a serious attempt in this nigh impossible task, and it was showing, considering her ability to counter her opponents attack as if she had planned and studied Mina for months in advance. Yet this was the first time she had met Mina. And now, some might say she had a narrow advantage against the champion.

But this fight was far from over. Mina wasnt going to be beaten just by bring stripped naked, Clara knew that from what she was told and shown on her journey here. She knew that if she was going to win, she would have to apply the hurt to Mina too. Their bare stomachs grinded against each other a little bit as Mina's bra fell off, it being quickly flung aside by the girls battle of, well, everything. As her opponent was stunned briefly by her opponents stun, she bent her back a little, and gave her opponents tits a sharp smack, reverberating around the room, proving yet again that she wasnt afraid to deal the pain. She knew that Mina would soon eventually start attacking back, but if she could keep the momentum, she would try and weaken her opponent as much as she could for later in the match.

"If you were that easy to break, that would be a disappointment. I dont think either of us care about showing our skin. I've seen how these work. I know how dirty and savage they get. Just because I am new, doesnt mean I am easy prey. Hold back at your peril." She said, darting back at her opponent and putting her hands out, challenging Mina to lock up with her. This would start the next part of her plan.

[CaptainL]

Everyone in attendance had been shocked that Clara was putting up this much of a fight against Mina. When they had learned she was a completely untested rookie taking part in her first competition ever, no one had much hope for her, and her small, frail, and unassuming appearance hadn't made any of the guests reconsider their judgment. But the unthinkable had happened. Clara had stood up to Mina, and she was actually able to keep up with the champion, despite all odds! Many guests were speechless - they were completely transfixed by the potential this newcomer showed, and eager to see what she would do next. Cynara, though, leaned in with a smirk. She had put Clara up to this task to see if she could be worth her time - and already, she wasn't disappointing her in the slightest. If this was what Clara was capable of now, she could only imagine what some training could do to her.

As she felt her bra slip off, Mina was confused by Clara's tactics. Even when she was used to letting herself be consumed by a berserker rage, throwing every impulse she had into winning a match, Clara was proving so surprising that it gave her pause, making her slow down and think about the situation. And that was a moment Clara could strike, her hand whipping around and cracking across the blonde's chest! Mina hissed in pain as she went reeling back, her breasts swaying from the impact. Her legs slipped out from around Clara's, allowing the white-haired girl to get back from her as she flopped onto her back. Mina, too, picked herself up to her feet. She dusted herself off, and she bit at her lip as she winced from the lingering pain of the slap. But she wouldn't let it slow her down for long. Now, she knew Clara was a threat...and it was time she started treating her as one.

Clenching her fists, Mina stormed forward, stomping her foot against the ground. "Pssht...then you should know me. I never hold back." She saw Clara hold her hands out to offer a lockup, and Mina was going to deliver on that offer - hard! She once again took off in a run to quickly close in on her foe, reaching out to grab her by the hands as she did. Hopefully, the momentum with which she advanced would contribute to the force with which she shoved at Clara once they'd locked up, hopefully compromising her balance - hopefully, enough to throw her off when Mina would next kick her knee up to slam it into the girl's stomach!

[FreshBritishSalmon]

If someone had told Clara that, sometime in the future, she would be facing off against the champion of anything at all, let alone something as physically demanding as this, and actually being able to match then blow for blow, she would have called you a liar. Similarly, if they told the audience that a newbie would be able to make Mina go all out against them, you would have been sneered at and told to stop drinking the booze. But yet, at this very moment, that crazy scenario was happening, and developing in real time. Nobody could believe it, not even the two fighters!

Clara knew now that she had struck the first major blow of the fight, which would be a confidence boost. She knows she can win this. She knows that she can pull off the impossible if she keeps this momentum up. But now she has to fight against the champion when she pulls out all the stops, a daunting task indeed.

"As expected from a champion. No need to worry about me being gentle" She showed Mina her relatively long nails, as a taster as to what to come. "I have my weapons right here, and I do not plan to let them be unused. I do hope you'll forgive me for being a little bit more painful" She taunted in a fake kind tone, as to antagonise and annoy the topless Mina even more. As the two locked up, Clara felt the full fury of her opponent, pushing her back slightly as she endured the brunt of Mina's lunge. Mina briskly raised her knee, and it did connect, making Clara jerk up onto her tiptoes for a split second, as well as make a semi-loud grunt, though she woul d not be fazed by one semi hard attack. She quickly replied twofold, once with her long fingernails being dug into the backs of Mina's hands as a way to ASAP her strength and distract her from the second part, a revenge knee into the woman's exposed abdomen!