Naga vs. Asp - A Brutal Desire

[BlackAkuma]

Match Type: Standard
Victory Conditions: Victory by pinfall, submission, or knockout.

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It was only as Dominique made her way down to the ring that Asp truly understood the true height of the mountain she was preparing to ascend. While she had known that this woman was a good deal taller than her, it had been easy to forget that in the dim lights of the Baroness’ abode, wreathed in shadows and cast in the darkness. The whole night they had spent together was such a blur, going in and out of consciousness and losing all track of time, that it was difficult to pick out specific details and commit them to memory. At times it felt more like a nightmare, something that she could only vaguely recall, disappearing in the morning like dew on leaves. Everything between the time she’d been abducted and the morning where Stephanie tended to her aching body was a blur.

But as the woman came down to the ring, towering over her escort, it was clear - Dominique was huge. A good deal taller than Asp, and significantly more muscular. A rippling, destructive physique. Asp had felt it during their last encounter, but seeing it in its totality was a good deal more distressing. To say nothing of what came next.

She had tried to stay composed, to control her fear, to remain resolute, but when Dominique dropped the robe and revealed her outfit, all of that went to the wayside and she stood aghast, eyes wide and mouth open.

It was hard to even properly respond to what she saw, as her brain tried it’s best to process it. There was no denying that the woman looked stunning in the outfit, but where had she found it in the first place? Why was she wearing it? These were questions she did not wish to contemplate, but they hounded her regardless.

She struggled to find her composure as the referee made her way down to the ring, and she took her position near the center, eager for the match to begin. ”What you speak of is not desire, Dominique. It is psychosis.” She rolled her shoulders and raised her arms, slipping into her fighting stance, moving and weaving like a snake prepared to pounce. ”I cannot imagine what madness drives you, but I am putting and end to it, here and now. I will not be bullied.”

Asp managed to find some confidence as the bell rang, but she wasn’t so bold as to go charging in on such a daunting foe. She moved to the side, circling her larger foe, staying out of her range to try and bait her in. She needed to get a feel for the way this woman fought before she committed to anything.

[thesteedman]

"So you have said." Naga whispered when Asp reaffirmed that she would not be bullied. There was something of an arrogance to the stance that Naga held, statuesque in the middle of the ring. Her shoulders rose and fell with each deep breath, as the black haired pale beauty turned towards the woman she desired. A few muscles seemed to shift and ripple as Naga tested her own form, no doubt possessing control over her own body. It was a different kind of control to the movements Asp could master, but it was control all the same. The fringe that was as black as pitch half hung over Naga's eyes, giving her an alluring yet imposing look, her tongue sliding subtly across the dark lipstick coating her mouth. As Asp took a stance and began to move, Naga simply remained stationary. Her head tilted to follow Asp's movements, but her body remained in position.

Her arms were big, armoured with muscle and strength Asp had the displeasure of experiencing. When Asp took her back with her motions, it was only then Naga would shift herself slowly upon her heel, coming to stand side on. There was something about the look in her eyes, an expression of no attentiveness. It was different to what the Baroness always revealed, that hunger she possessed. It was there for certain, but Naga contained it much better than her sister, at least for the time being. Naga had a reputation after all... she had the potential to become one of the best, but discipline was something she greatly lacked.

"So... are you going to put an end to this? Or are you just going to circle around me all day?" Naga whispered with a hint of condescendence in her tone. Slowly, her own posture began to loosen, as Naga would turn her marvel of a form fully towards Asp, seeing her caution, knowing full well she was not going to rush in headfirst into such potential danger. Naga had the faintest of smiles knowing this.
"How about I make it easier for you?" Naga would soon whisper, rolling one of her shoulders. It was then the larger woman began to intimidatingly pace towards the smaller and more slender Asp. A dark look befell the Naga's eyes, before she looked to lunge towards Asp, her attempt to try and overwhelm her with a grapple and bring her into her own desired fighting range.

If Naga was able to grasp Asp, she would simply look to toss her back and force her to fall. Not a high impact move by any standard, but just enough to let Asp know what she was up against, before she would advance upon her again.

[BlackAkuma]

Asp may have been brave, but she was not stupid, and she was certainly not blind. The woman before her was one of the most physically impressive specimens she had ever seen, and certainly the largest she had ever stood before in a competitive setting. While she didn’t possess a bodybuilders physique, she was still replete with muscle, covered with it, showing little in the way of fat regardless of the angle. She knew from experience how hard that body was, how being crushed against it was like being squeezed by an unflinching stone. It was beautiful, yes, in the same way an avalanche could be, or an oncoming flood, or a raging storm. Naga was a natural disaster of a woman.

But what struck her, even more, was the aura the woman exuded as Asp stalked around the ring. She considered dashing in several times, but every time that gaze stopped her, transfixed her, as if by hypnosis. Those same eyes had haunted her sleep ever since they parted ways - cold, dark, and hungry, the look of a merciless predator.

That pause was enough of an opening for Naga to seize, and she soon found the woman far too close for comfort as she rushed forward with shocking alacrity. Asp tried to backpedal and avoid her grasp, but she was too close, too big, too fast for that, and she was caught and hurled away.

She came down hard on her back but kicked her dancer legs up, rolled off her shoulders, and popped to her feet in the next instant, rising up to glare Naga’s way. If she didn’t know before, that confirmed it - Naga had power, but sitting back and not engaging wasn’t an option. Asp had to bring the fight to her foe.

With a determined snort, she burst to her feet and dashed forward, trying to close in on Naga before she could rush her once more. Her dancer’s grace was on full display as she skipped to the side just as she was entering the larger woman’s range and lashed out, throwing a swift kick to the side of her ribs.

[thesteedman]

The kick struck true, clashing against Naga's ribs after a graceful advance followed by a deadly attack. Asp's legs were not to be underestimated, as Sophia Wolfe could attest too when Asp nearly squeezed her out with a sensual looking but gruelling bodyscissors. Her kicks were naturally just as deadly as her holds and squeezes, able to land unusual angled kicks with deft precision and momentum... but when that kick struck its mark, Naga did not so much as flinch when her leg and foot made impact. For certain, she must have felt it, but her expression revealed nothing. A massive arm also came to wrap around her ankle, trapping it to Naga's side whilst Asp stood on one leg, before a smile slowly crept its way upon the pale features of the hulking woman.

With a sudden pull, Asp found herself hoisted off her bare feet, pulled hips to hips with Naga who grasped her around the waist with her other arm, holding Asp in an oddly sensual looking fashion, their bare midriffs kissing as Asp could feel the strong arms of Naga holding her in place. It was no doubt just a small taste of what was to come, as Naga looked down upon the smaller and more slender red haired beauty, almost threatening to squeeze her with a one armed bearhug whilst her other arm kept her leg captured against her side. It would not happen just yet...

Naga had been playful the first time with a mere shove, but this time the games were over. In a seemingly effortless motion, Naga would hoist Asp upwards, holding her high as she was. It was then she would dip her own body, throwing Asp downwards before landing a devastating spine buster slam upon the smaller lightweight, planting her right into the centre of the ring. In a slow and purposeful fashion, Naga would rise, not following up against Asp as the crowd began to rage with the obvious display of 'toying'. Naga motioned for Asp to get back up, taking a few steps to give her room, a small yet dark smile upon her black coated lips.
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[BlackAkuma]

The moment Asp kicked Naga, she knew something was wrong. While she didn’t like to brag, she knew that her kicks were on the deadlier side of those in LAW, that they should have been enough to deal real damage to even the hardest of foes. It was clear that Naga was a formidable opponent, but she was ostensible a human being. A kick to that area should have had some effect. At the least, her foe should have flinched.

She did not. Quite troubling.

What was more, her opponent had the wherewithal to grab her leg and pulled her in close, reacquainting their bodies and flooding Asp’s mind with painful, fresh memories. She recoiled in reflex, started to struggle, but she would not have to endure the hold for much longer, for better or worse - only a brief, uncomfortable moment passed before Asp was lifted up and hurled down, drilled into the mat with Naga coming down right on top of it.

Flattened, left gasping, wracked with pain, Asp was easy prey for her larger for. The beast of a woman could have stayed on top and had her way, could have picked her up with ease and crushed, could have gone for a pinfall and perhaps succeeded. Instead, she simply stood up and backed away. Taunting her. Toying with her. Asp had never been an easily angered person, priding herself on control and discipline, but as her opponent backed off, looking down on her with the vile smile, something approaching rage began to creep through her veins.

She gritted her teeth, fought past the pain in her spine, and pushed back up to her feet. She stumbled at first, but found footing soon enough, and then it was right back to the attack. She rushed in and brought her leg up again, looking like she might try the same kick once more, only for her to instead duck down and throw herself at Naga’s leg. She wrapped her arms around the woman’s leg, fell back, and tried to pull her over for a schoolboy pin, hoping that the sudden pull to her lower body might be enough to catch her off guard and take her to the mat. A gamble, she knew, but she was quickly running out of ideas with this woman.

[thesteedman]

Naga tilted her head when she watched anger fuel the movements of her opponent. Rage always defeated fear, and as such Naga's smile grew ever so slightly in amusement to watch Asp rally over the condescending actions Naga had put forth by allowing Asp to rise. The alluring red haired beauty sprang into attack, her movements fluid and majestic. There was an art to the way Asp moved that fascinating form she possessed, almost serpentine like at times and always unpredictable. Naga braced herself for one of those dangerous kicks. Though she managed to take the first one, in truth she still felt the sharp sting in her ribs where that deadly kick made impact. She kept a straight face at the time, but the strike had hurt, and Naga was not so keen to pretend to take another one at this time.

Naga took a single step back, ready to deflect the oncoming kick, but her eyes widened when Asp deftly changed approach, abandoning her kick to move low. Like a serpent she wrapped herself around Naga's bare leg, using her body weight in an attempt to bring Naga down. As strong as Naga was, there was little she could do when Asp pressed her arms against the back of her leg. Physics and gravity did not allow the heavyweight to defy such a technique, no matter how strong she was. However, Naga did possess the core strength to manipulate her own fall. As such, Naga dropped down to one knee rather than allowing Asp to finish her pin attempt, which put Naga in a somewhat advantageous position.

"That is more like it... but you have to do a bit more than that..." Naga whispered in a seductive tone, as she let a hand slide over Asp's cheek whilst she was perched over her, almost in a tender fashion. However, that same hand would slide down, before fingers would curl around the slender neck of Asp in a choke hold. Gripping her tightly, her other hand would soon join, making the referee protest at such an illegal hold. Asp could feel the squeeze around her throat, cutting off her air, but thankfully it would be short lived. Unfortunately for bad reasons...

Naga stood back up, pulling Asp up with her by the neck in both hands. In a frightening display of power, Naga would hoist Asp upwards off her bare feet, before slamming her back down onto her spine from up high with a choke toss!

[BlackAkuma]

In the back of Asp’s head, she already knew this was going poorly, perhaps to the point of return. Her whole fighting style revolved around self-control, of mastering the body and the mind and keeping them in perfect harmony, something that was thoroughly out the window at this point. Rage was seeping in - rage at what happened with Dominique, rage at how helpless she was now, rage at the idea of her LAW career being turned into a joke when it had only just begun. That rage would cloud her judgment, and it was something that a canny foe like Naga could seize on.

On some surface level, she realized all of that. She simply did not care.

In her defense, it seemed to work out decently at first as her attempt to bring Naga down caught the bigger woman off guard. She caught her by the leg, rolled her over, pulled the woman down, and then…

…then nothing. Asp looked up in horror as Naga killed all the momentum in an instant, leaving her to lay there in the giantess’ shadow. Open and vulnerable with nowhere to run, though that didn't stop her from trying. After her cheek was caressed, she made a desperate bid to squirm her way out from underneath her tormentress, but it was far too late. One hand came around her neck, then another, and up she went.

For a brief, harrowing moment, all Asp could do was kick her legs about and feebly paw at Naga’s grip, like a baby trying to escape her mother’s grasp, but that came to a painful end as she was hurled into space. She bounced off the canvas twice before she stopped near the turnbuckle and lay there, a coughing mess. She didn’t have the luxury of floundering, however, and she grabbed the pads for support as she tried to rise up as fast as possible, knowing that Naga wouldn’t leave her unattended for too long.

[thesteedman]

Naga was already pacing in an intimidating fashion towards Asp by the time she had settled upon the surface of the ring. Naga was as alluring as she was frightening to gaze upon, her pale skin glistening lightly almost as if she was made of marble in the studio lights above the ring, her body looking like she was sculpted from the very same material. Her outfit was revealing, and eerily similar to that of what Asp was clad in, but a dark mockery of it, given the darkened design that matched the pitch black of her hair.

Naga licked her lips, all too eager to continue playing with her prey, virtually picking up where she left off given the nature of their last encounter. The muscular heavyweight could not get enough of Asp's intoxicating form, enjoying the manner in which her body writhed and arched after the slam. The way her spine curved, how her abs tensed slightly, it began to excite the sister of the Baroness. Asp was slowly pulling herself up the turnbuckle when Naga approached from behind, reaching down and grasping her with frighteningly powerful arms.

She made Asp look weightless, when Naga hoisted her upwards, before draping Asp's exotic body over her own broad shoulders. Taking her ankle with one hand, and grasping at the bottom of Asp's chin with her other, Naga would lock the Egyptian beauty into a devastating looking torture rack! With a strong clinch, Naga would bend her into a C like shape over her shoulders, holding little back as she did so.
"You are mine..." Naga would whisper, almost in a tone of ecstasy, dripping with wanting, having longed to have Asp within her grasp once more. It was made all the more perfect for the sinister sibling of the Baroness as it was the Asp herself who had challenged her. It was a dream come true, and Naga looked to take advantage of this opportunity, shivering in delight as she looked to force cries of pain from her crush.

[BlackAkuma]

Asp was a student of nature, and as such , she couldn't help but see the parallels between her situation and that of some predator's hapless prey, struggling in the wild. She had watched countless documentaries with similar scenarios - the mouse, running helpless, while the snake moves along in pursuit. Never rushing, never hurrying, but a slow, unflinching approach as it closes in on its wounded meal. The cool stride of a hunter that knows its victory is assured, the frantic flight of the hunted that knows its death is inevitable.

She had been here before, yes, but only as the aggressor, the one hounding her opponent with lecherous intent. This was different. Darker. More dangerous.

Asp had only just started to rise when Naga was on her again, reaching out and pulling her away from the corner while she fumbled to grasp it. Asp weighed little, so lifting her up was no impressive feat by itself, but the titaness did it with such casual force that it likely wouldn’t have made a difference if she was three times heavier. She was heaved up as easily as a toy, like she was some lifeless doll for Naga’s amusement and not a living person.

She was placed on the altar of Naga’s back and sacrificed for her foe’s vile pleasure, as the brute of a woman proceeded to stretch her out along her unyielding body. The audience recoiled at the sight, booing and calling for the referee to intervene. While the torture rack was far from an uncommon move, it was rarely done with someone on this level of power to someone with this level of flexibility, and the results were grotesque. Asp’s body was bent into a C, and was coming to an O, so contorted that her feet were close enough to touch the tip of her head. At first she shrieked, but then she bit her lip and struggled to suppress her cries, wanting to deny her torturer the satisfaction of her cries.

[thesteedman]

Asp's flexible form was both her own blessing and her bane. The horrific sights of her being bent over Naga's shoulder were brutal, but Asp was much more gifted and flexible than most. The bane of being able to be curved in such a manner was that it still inflicted agony. Her bare feet were virtually being pulled to touch the back of her deep red hair with several sharp pulls as the torture rack clinched. Naga's muscles bulged as she continued to flex, pulling on Asp's legs and her chin, creating a horror scene for the watching audience. Asp shrieked for a moment, but soon began to bite down, making Naga grunt in disapproval. Her prey was slowly getting on to what she desired, and Asp was trying her best to deny her the satisfaction of her moans of agony... Naga was patient though; she knew she would get what she wanted from Asp. The powerhouse wrestler could not wait to hear her begging for release... nothing turned her on more, and Naga knew when it was time to embrace her she would be begging and crying.

For now though, Naga was content to pace the ring in an intimidating fashion. She had no troubles carrying Asp upon her broad shoulders. The black haired pale beauty would stop now and then, simply to crank down on the hold, eliciting a few clicks and creaks on occasion in the process. It was music to Naga's ears, as she could not help but lick up Asp's shin in a slow and grotesque manner, tasting her flesh whilst she pulled upon her legs. She giggled in a slow and menacing manner, licking her lips, before she would curve Asp into an O like shape, making her feet touch her head once more with an agonising pull against her bent form. The only bad part about all of this, is that she did not have the view she desired upon Asp's straining form. That would be something to induldge in later when Naga would watch the highlights, but right now she desired to gaze upon the woman she found so alluring and mystifying.

With that in mind, Naga would toss Asp upwards from the resting place that was her broad shoulders, before slamming her down spine first against her now outstretched knee in a brutal backbreaker! Naga would let Asp simply lie as if almost impaled upon her knee, admiring her stretched and tensed up core. Running a hand along her bare stomach, Naga would near hum and purr in delight, enjoying the feel of her exquisite body and form. Knowing Asp would recover soon enough, Naga unceremoniously would shove Asp from her knee to collapse against the ring. By now the crowd were in full riot, their anger known but ignored by Naga who stood up and watched Asp, enjoying the sights of her writhing and struggling.
"So beautiful..." Naga would whisper in delight.