The Dominion vs. S+M - Foolish Pride

[BlackAkuma]

The Morrigan winced from the sidelines as Sabine’s chop found its mark, sympathizing with Jacob more than he could ever know. She’d taken more of Sabine’s chops than she cared to remember, and there wasn’t a single training session between the two where she hadn't gone home with her breasts stinging. Granted, she had more padding up there than he did, by a wide margin, but all the same, it had to hurt like balls. The noise he made was a good indication of that.

Sabine saw it, too, and she moved in to follow up, only to find herself walking into a chop for her chest, slicing into the bare skin. The blow landed on point, hitting so hard that it nearly knocked her breasts free of their holdings - which said little, yes, but still.

She staggered back but found her footing quickly and looked back his way with a wicked grin. ”Impressive.”

Sabine returned fire - or made it seem that way, at least. She stepped forward, raised her arm, and looked for all the world like she would hit him in the chest, but she stopped herself in mid-strike for a feint. After a half-second’s pause, she brought her arm up and attempted to hit him with a backfist across the jaw, hoping to land the more substantial blow before he knew what was happening.

[Teenwrestler]

Eager to prove himself to be able to carry the mantle of Dominion to his older brother and leader, Jacob would step up to face one half of S+M as he was going toe to toe against Sabine. The two started off in a bit of a chop trade off, Sabine's chop hit the mark and really left Jacob wincing in pain but the young male wrestler would step back in and unleash a stinging chest slap of his own which left Sabine rattled and almost caused her breast to spill free from the outfit. She staggered back but soon found her footing and grinned back at him, admittedly creeping him out slightly while she complimented him.

"Huh?" he said raising an eyebrow while getting ready to face her. She would step forward, going for another chop but in the end she would switch tactics, instead would strike his jaw with a stiff backfist strike. "Ouuufffff" he cried out, spittle flying off his mouth as that hit substantially harder than the chop and the male wrestler staggered back into the ropes, clutching his jaw and shaking his head, left completely stunned by that sudden strike.

Realizing the danger, Derek would stretch his arm, offering a tag if his partner needed it.

[BlackAkuma]

Sabine wasn’t one to give out meaningless praise - Jacob had impressed her with that chop. Not just the force or skill of it, but the fact that he was able to fire it off at all. So many men were loath to hit a woman like her, as if the mere touch of her tempting flesh would give them a disease. It was good that he labored under no such delusions, and that he was able to provide a challenge. He woulds till lose, of course, but she had little interest in a glorified punching bag.

She had him stunned. Good. But this was a tag match, and his partner already looked keen to switch in, no doubt sensing his distress. That wouldn’t do.

She moved in with a large step, looking as if she were going to take him head-on, but she threw herself to his side at the last second and shot her legs out, scissoring him around the ankles. She twisted to the side and let gravity do the work from there, as she sought to trip him up with a drop toehold and bring him toppling over, flat on his face.

[Teenwrestler]

The co-captain of the group was not going to pull any punches, certainly not because he was wrestling a woman and especially not after she had smacked his pectoral muscles with a chest slap. Showing that he was not to be messed with, he let loose an equally stinging chop to her breasts leaving her wincing in pain. However, Sabine would quickly recover and respond by switching her tactic and stunning him with a backfist strike at his jaw which had him staggering back. He would stumble towards his corner and Derek was ready to tag in, only that Sabine had other ideas.

She would move in and scissor his feet, twisting to the side to make him fall flat on his face! "Ughhh!" he cried as his face kissed the mat and he was still dazed. Derek tried to press his palms against the mats and push up but still felt her legs around his feet as he began to kick and shake them trying to get his legs free.

[BlackAkuma]

As much as Sabine loved the more intimate, sensual aspects of wrestling, she had to concede that flexing her technical muscles was always a treat. She didn’t have nearly as many opportunities to do so as she would’ve liked these days, since LAW leant itself to the sort of eroticism that was her team’s trademark. It was why she was so eager to accept their little detente and give Dominion the match they wanted.

One of the reasons. Showing them up with what they asked for was another.

That wasn’t to say there wouldn’t be some dominating in this match - there might not have been hentai, but nothing would stop Sabine from teasing. After she brought Jacob down, she quickly released her lock on his leg and moved in on him from behind, reaching out to snag his neck with a headlock and grip him tight. She sincerely hoped her enjoyed the view of her bare breast from that angle.

”Do tell me this isn’t your best, Herr Jacob.” She whispered his way as she clamped on tight, trying to keep him under control. ”I eagerly await the trouncing I was promised.”

[Teenwrestler]

It was always hard to believe that a bunch of hentai wrestlers actually had the talent to wrestle. S+M was proving that stereotype wrong at the Dominion's expense. Being floored to the mats, Jacob tried to get back up to his feet but Sabine had other ideas and she would quickly move down to wrap her arm around his neck and began to squeeze him tight. Her body pressed up against him rather tightly, almost intimately, as he would squirm under her. "Nrghh" he grunted, bringing his hands up to grab her arm and try to pry it off his neck.

Failing that he would try to roll over but she kept pressing down on him, not letting him move so he moved up to grab her hair and give it a firm yank. At this time though, young Derek sense danger and took initiative, making his way into the ring and quickly running towards his downed partner. Derek had one simple plan, rushing in and attempting a diving elbow drop right on top of Sabine's back to try and break up the submission.

Of course he would get a warning from the referee, but that was the least of his worries.

[BlackAkuma]

”No, no, no.” Sabine clamped down even tighter as Jacob tried to worm his way out of the hold. ”That’s not how this works. You go nowhere without permission.”

She said it and brought it to fruition, as she continued to grind down on the man with a simple hold. She would move on to more elaborate things in short order, but right now, she was all about outfoxing him, beating these able-bodied men at their own little game, proving them wrong for underestimating their foes. Perhaps she was getting too much into it, however - it blinded her to certain things, like the possibility that her opponents might not be as inclined to follow the morals they seemed to champion.

Needless to say, but she was not expecting her hair to be pulled, nor was she expecting to be double-teamed. Both these things happened in quick succession, and the elbow drop left her rolling out the mat, caressing her aching elbow while Jacob went free. Even more needless to say, Morrigan was not the least bit happy about the development.

”Hey, what the actual fuck!” She leaped into the ring and tried to charge towards Derek, only for the referee to get her way, trying her best to stop the raging Irishwoman. Morrigan retreated back, but only after giving the world a good look at her middle finger. ”Try that shit again, fucking wanker! I’ll shove your balls down your goddamn throat!”

[Teenwrestler]

The co-captain of the group continued to struggle, switching escape tactics one after the other. He did not want to be gassed out by one submission move, so he continued to try and escape. Meanwhile, Sabine continued to try and adopt her mental tactics to try and wear him down on top of the physical ones. Once the rolling over failed, he began to yank at her hair which got her pre-occupied enough for Derek to get the signal. He would make his way into the ring and rush towards the pair, dropping his elbow on top of Sabine's back. The strike achieved its desired result and the female wrestler would roll out of the ring, much to the irk of her tag team partner.

Morrigan rushed inside the ring and Derek was quick to roll out of the ring, right where Sabine had exited it. Jacob stayed inside, hiding behind the referee who did a good job of not letting Morrigan get in between. Meanwhile, Derek would continue the assault on Sabine by stomping down on her sides, shoulders and abdomen before reaching to grab her hair to pull her up and attempting to Irish whip her into the steel steps.

Jacob would stay inside the ring, taking a chance to recover for a bit.

[BlackAkuma]

Hm. This was most unexpected, and decidedly unpleasant.

Sabine had to say that while she didn’t underestimate these men, she hadn't thought they would have her on the floor at any point, let alone so early in the match, with such uncouth tactics. This was the sort of thing that the crowd would expect from her, after all. Morrigan would indulge in antics if she weren’t around to hamper the woman’s raging fire. It was a little disappointing, but she was prepared to endure it. She would be fine.

She could not say the same for her foes, though. While she might not have been as outwardly aggressive as her partner, Sabine was just as capable of holding a grudge, if not more. She would remember such a slight, though if the Dominion had their way, it would be a while before she could even the scales.

Sabien had only begun to rise when Derek descended on her like a rabid dog, houding her with merciless kicks, stomping away, pounding her into the floor with wild abandon. All she could do was cover up, knowing it wouldn’t be too long until.

”Gotta be fuckin’ kidding me-” Morrigan caught what was happening over the referee’s shoulder and nearly flew out of the ring, throwing herself over the tope rope so fast that she came close to faceflopping. She landed on mats, ran around the corner, and swung at Derek with a powerful right hook, threatening to start a brawl if he didn’t back off.

[Teenwrestler]

Trent would start walking down the ramp with a huge smile on his face. The leader of the group would now stand at the end of the ramp near the ring, arms folded under his chest. Divide and conquer was always a great way to cut down on any foe and it seemed the boys were doing just that. Isolating Sabine was always going to be their top priority because in their eyes, it was Morrigan that was the one who needed to be avoided for obvious reasons. When Jacob would have the referee distracted by trying to make him focused on Morrigan's outburst, Derek slipped on the outside and continued the assault on Sabine, eventually whipping her into the steel steps.

However, there was no way to stop Morrigan from hopping on the outside and rushing towards her partner before swinging a right hook at the youngest member of the group. "AHHH" Derek cried out in pain as he fell to the floor, clutching his jaw in pain. However, the damage had been done and Sabine was clearly hurt. It was now time for Jacob to act, he would bounce off the ring ropes and run towards the action on the outside as he attempted to vault over the top rope and attempt a sunset flip on top of Morrigan, hoping to take the powerful woman out while she was focused on Derek and/or helping out her partner.