Karla Ray Reinhardt vs ??????

[Monsy]

Staying down would be a service for the public. Your dear beloved KRR triumphing over this haughty mess of a wrestler. Just look at her kick, scramble and STILL not break it until the final moment. If she was in a better mood, she would laugh. Here though, with Karla on her knees, watching Swan blabber like a baby, then doing something unthinkable!... Tattling.

Karla reacted with a sneer. She pushed off her feet, stood, then flipped her hair back. Her hand went up, an index finger thrusted towards Swan, shrouding out her complaints with a “SSHHHH!!” Then, a second later, she grabbed Swan by the hair, yanked her to stand on her knees then sucker punched her in the mouth. “Snitches get no riches!”

[ADarlingDucky]

With her seeming match ending maneuver not quite getting the pinfall, Swan would be surprised when Karla would suddenly collect herself enough to get ahold of the luchadora and suddenly roll her up for a surprise pinfall attempt! One that included a fair bit of cheating as well, as Karla placed her feet on the ropes to help give her some leverage! Though despite this, Swan did manage to kick out, rolling over once she did so and complaining to the ref for missing the obvious cheating, until she was suddenly yelled at by Karla!

"What the hell are you talk- UUGH!" Swan cried out as she was suddenly shushed, before Karla grabbed hold of her and popped her in the mouth with a sudden sucker punch that would send the luchadora stumbling backwards! Swan would drop to a knee as she clutched her face where Karla had struck her, unable to say anything in response as she simply tried to shake off the surprise!

[Monsy]

After the abysmal lying told by Black Swan, Karla thought it pertinent to deliver some ACTUAL justice to the masked girl. A punch! And one that looked to hurt, because it damn sure numbed Karla’s knuckles and locked it into a permanent fist. They had swelled red. This served only to boil her blood. She tried breathing techniques first. In the nose, out. In. Out. Then she swung her arm down against her thigh, and forced it to open up, then flexed the fingers open and closed.

“Look at what your face did!” Karla yelled, then charged Swan with a sprint. One that wouldn’t take too long before she came in close, then tried to lift her knee and uppercut it directly into Swan’s chin!

[ADarlingDucky]

Karla might have been a mouthy pain in the ass, but Swan would have been lying if she said that it meant she didn't hit hard, because the blow that the redheaded woman managed to connect on her would daze her and drop her down to a knee, a terrible position for the luchadora! Swan was trying to shake off the daze that filled her head when Karla cried out at her, the luchadora confused as to what her remark even meant, but turning towards the redhead was perhaps the worst decision she could have made! Swan looked up right in time to find the knee of the redhead crashing into her jaw, snapping her head back and sending her flopping to the mat with a loud cry of pain!

"AUGH!" If she was left mostly defenseless before now, the knee had ensured that she was completely out of it, laying on her back and staring at the lights in a daze as she was well and truly out of it! The masked woman was now at the mercy at the redhead, and given how Karla was not afraid to play dirty or rough, it meant bad things for Swan!

[Monsy]

It bit her knee hard. Right on the cap.
Her momentum was great in that sprint and when it connected, it tripped her. She landed on her hands and knees. Both hands grabbed it and she hissed, but they were much, MUCH worse off. And that? She loved, and could smile at.

“Thank you for landing in such an EASY position to take my victory. But I'm not feeling merciful.”

Karla stood up, went over and grabbed one of their wrists, then began pulling them. “I need to make an example of what happens when Hundchens talk too much. Dogs are merely permitted to scream, cry or say my name.”

She bent over, snatched Swan’s hair and tried situating their throat over the bottom rope. Then, Karla placed her boot on the nape. “After you learn that. Then I’ll beat you.”

Her other foot stepped up and she left the ground, purely standing on Swan’s neck. If her body weight wasn’t enough, then by holding onto the top rope, she pulled it up towards her chest, putting more downwards pressure on choking Swan in her Dull Guillotine!

[ADarlingDucky]

After Karla's knee slammed into her chin, Swan was left dazed on the mat as both ladies landed on the canvas, the masked woman landing a bit less gracefully as she flopped down onto her back as Karla landed on her hands and knees, looking a lot better off! And sure enough, Karla would be the first one to rise up, managing to reach over and grab hold of Swan and beginning to drag her towards the edge of the ring, the luchadora unable to stop the redhead before her neck was placed on the rope! And then Karla would increase the choke as she stepped up onto Swan's back, and wrenched on the top rope, pushing Swan down hard into the unforgiving rope that choked her, a nasty maneuver to rob the masked woman of her air!

"Aaagh! Gggghhh... get... off...!" Swan hissed, gasping and flailing her arms as Karla brutally pressed down on her back and forced her harder into the ropes below her, leaving Swan with a desperate need to get the redhead off! And to that effort, she would attempt to twist her upper back sharply, swinging her shoulders to try and send Karla off of her, and allow her to get some well needed air!

[Monsy]

Wonderful. Good. All things good came from hearing them choke. Though, it wasn’t quite enough to satisfy the Reinhardt. They were still sputtering words, coherent ones when they should be babbling. The referee was also there to scold and point in Karla’s face, then shouted the count.

ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
….

They instead chose to try and separate them and further chastised the Reinhardt, who placed a finger to her ear and shouted, “What??? Speak. UP, puppy. I can’t hear you over the barking.”

Swan then twisted and Karla’s footing came free. She had the ropes to balance and wasn’t in any danger of falling. Above all, she looked down, annoyed, combing her hair back and then proceeded to stalk them. Step, by step, lining up the shot… Then tried dropping her knee onto their neck.

[ADarlingDucky]

Pressed against the ropes, Swan gasped and choked as Karla mercilessly stood atop her shoulders and wrenched on the ropes, choking Swan in a nasty and highly illegal way, leaving her squirming and writhing as she attempted to get the redhead off! The referee slid in close, shouting at Karla to stop, but as the count reached towards five, where the redhead should have been disqualified, it would... simply stop, and the official would go back to arguing with Karla instead of calling for the bell! It meant that it was up to the luchadora to free herself, and thankfully, after twisting her shoulders as hard as she could, she'd manage to throw Karla off, freeing herself from the ropes!

"Gaah! Uugh... fuck..." Swan couldn't help but utter, nearly choked out and now just barely pushing herself up to her hands and knees! She wanted to needle the ref about what happened to the count, but before she could, Karla's knee slammed into the back of her neck!

"UUGH!" Swan yelped as Karla slammed her right back down onto her face with the knee drop, leaving the curvy luchadora once more flat on the mat, with her main goal reduced again to simply being able to recover!

[Monsy]

Once the knee hit, Karla flipped her hair back and combed it. She immediately re-asserted to one knee and had herself a sigh, arm across the one upright leg. The referee looked utterly annoyed, but with no rules formally broken, the match continued. Now, it was just figuring out what to do with this lump of masked puppy, and that was settled quickly.

The crowd saw it. That wide evil grin as Karla found yet another idea to drive home a proverbial knife.

First, Karla laid down so her upper torso was across Swan's shoulder-blades. One of Swan's arms was pulled aside, then trapped between Karla's thighs like a snake's coil. But instead of going for the crossface, Karla instead used both of her hands to hook her middle and index digits into the eye-sockets of Swan's mask! They sunk inside the corners and pulled in opposite directions, then pulled some more. And more... And more, with an increasingly sadistic glee about it.

[ADarlingDucky]

Brought down by the swift and brutal strikes from her opponent, Swan found herself taking far more of a beating than she would have liked, with a promising start having turned around with some nasty offense from Karla, and a seeming lack of care from the referee! Still, none of that would be in her mind as she suffered a painful haze after the knee, slowly and gingerly attempting to get back up, before Karla was suddenly laying down across her back, pushing her down flat as one of her arms was yanked between the thick thighs of the redhead! And then, with a malevolent move from her opponent, Karla would suddenly hook her fingers inside the eyeholes of Swan's mask, before she would suddenly begin wrenching back in a nasty variant of a crossface!

"Aaaaaagh! Nnnnngh! Watch the mask!" Swan hissed as she was suddenly forced to bend backwards, eyes forced shut by Karla's fingers digging into the eyeholes to get a good grip, and with her mask being pulled, Swan couldn't help but be worried by Karla's nasty tactics! A luchadora's mask was her pride and joy, and the fact that the redhead had seemed to target hers with this move both worried Swan, but also made her even angrier than she was before at her heel opponent! And so Swan would take her free arm, and hoping that it was close enough to where Karla was leaned over her back, would attempt to throw her limb backwards, and slam her elbow into the redhead to try and get herself free!