Hardstyle Hentai Match - Gisele LeBlanc vs. Sister Lucia

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc had swung the momentum of the suplex with great force behind it. The Powderbuff's strength propelling Sister Lucia back into the ring with hard, punishing impact! As Lucia writhed on the mat, the Blondeshell would sit up with a big smile on her face, waving to the crowd before starting to stand up again.

"Wafer, I'm still waiting to hear something nice," said the statue-esque miniature powerhouse, standing over her flattened opponent. "Unfortunately, I may not be as patient as you might like..." teased Gisele with a cheeky smirk. She would then grab hold of Lucia once more, starting to peel her off the mat.

With a deep breath, LeBlanc would then attempt to power up her rather mean opponent up above her head. And then, the French-Canadian would attempt to whip her around to attempt a simple Body Slam, looking to plant Lucia into the mat with another punishing slam to impact her into the mat! For now, Gisele is as happy to show off her power and overwhelm her foe as repayment for her cruelty!

[BlackAkuma]

As much as Lucia was hurting, the pain didn’t really bother her that much. It was the lot of the Lord’s chosen to suffer in his name, after all, and despite her small frame, she was more capable of withstanding this punishment than many would have guessed, able to endure what would’ve crippled so many others. She was made of sterner stuff.

What did bother her, however, was what she saw when she looked over in the ring: Her opponent approached with that self-satisfied grin on her face, brimming with unearned smugness. Gisele was utterly lacking in humility, and, in this moment, Sister Lucia craved nothing more than to punish her for it.

”You can wait until Gabriel blows his horn, it will make little difference to-” Sister Lucia grunted the rest of her protests out as Gisele seized her, hauling her off the canvas with irritating ease and forcing her to stand. The Powderbuff seemed obsessed with showing off her profane strength, as she lifted her upwards again,putting the hapless nun on disgusting display.

This would turn out to be her downfall, however. As Gisele prepared to hurl her to the mat, Sister Lucia kicked her legs to the side, falling away behind her opponent. It wasn’t merely an escape, either - as she fell, she reached up, pulled the back of Gisele’s head against her shoulder, and tried to bring her down with a neckbreaker, using gravity to her advantage.

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc was already effortlessly yanking Sister Lucia off the ground as she began talking her religious zealotry, garnering an eye roll from the Powderbuff as she continued to woman handle her opponent. She didn't care for much of what Lucia had to say at this point if it wasn't "I'm sorry."

So instead, the French-Canadian Blondeshell was more than ready to slam Sister Lucia into the mat once more, to continue punishing her. As she lifted up Lucia's body and held it over her head, Gisele could feel her opponent trying to wriggle out and escape. She kept a hold on the holy wrestler for a short while until ultimately, Sister escaped!

Gisele staggered as the weight shifted, and as she did, she felt her head and neck being grabbed. And then, a moment later, she was sent falling to the mat with Sister Lucia! This time, however, she landed on the back of her head and neck in a vicious neck breaker! The move made LeBlanc help out in pain upon impact, and she instantly bucked up, holding the back of her neck with both hands as she winced, gritting her teeth! Her offensive assault seemed to be stalled for now!

[BlackAkuma]

Sister Lucia’s first instinct after being miraculously delivered from Gisele’s clutches was to pop up and resume her assault, but her aching body told her that was not in the cards, currently. She was still aching from that hellish suplex - her body felt sluggest, aching. Her back, in particular, was filled with pain, so rising to her feet was a slow, cumbersome endeavor, and she would do well to refrain from taking to the skies for a little while.

That was not to say that she would not mete out punishment to Gisele. Far from it. She would simply have to be a tad more practical with her pain than she would’ve otherwise preferred.

”Surprised, slattern?” She wryly chuckled as she rose back to her feet. ”All of the muscles in the world will avail you little, if you lack the wisdom to properly use them.”Sister Lucia made her way up as Gisele sat up and seethed, leaving her back wide open, a tempting target. She took a step back, took aim, then dashed forward and swung a soccer kick at her opponent’s spine, landing a hellish blow with perfect precision. She brought her leg back a half-instant later, then fired it against at the exact same spot, hitting her foe in staccato fashion, driven with the force of a triphammer and the speed of a whip.

[Dubski]

Gisele kept her hands on the back of her head, trying to soothe it, even as Sister Lucia was still talking smack. She should have slammed her into the mat far more, was her big takeaway from this. Not to keep up her offense, but to shut her opponent up. And as she was sitting up, trying to will herself to get back up after that dizzying neckbreaker, she suddenly felt a sharp kick to her back.

"Ah!" cried out LeBlanc in pain, her back arching and her ample chest jutting out more as he arms went out to her sides, balling her fists up. But then right after, a second kick came making the Powderbuff jerk forward more with another yell. "Yah!"

Planting one hand on the mat in front of her, she held her other hand in a fist still, her back burning in pain as she was stunned from the double kick from it--keeping her reeling and not able to get up immediately and retaliate. But she was certain she could make sure Lucia would get her comeuppance once she found her moment to recover.

[BlackAkuma]

Sister Lucia cried exultation as her kick slammed into Gisele’s back, landing with a resonant crack that echoed throughout the arena. It was a cry born of exhilaration, driven wild by the sheer excitement of punishing the wicked, and Gisele had already proven to be a particularly deserving one. It wasn’t just her wanton ways that drove the Holy Roller’s furor, but the flippant tone that accompanied them, her utter lack of remorse - yes, this was a sinner in dire need of smiting, and Sister Lucia would bring it to her.

But how? How best to lay low such a lowly creature? The answer laid in this match’s stipulations, of which Sister Lucia was still aware. If this whore sought pleasure, then she would be given more than she could stand. She would be made to choke on it.

The first step would be to lock her down. As Gisele wallowed like the pig she was, Sister Lucia moved in, stepping over her back, leaning forward, and snaking her around the woman’s neck from the side with an inverted headlock. She pulled her foe back, wrapped her legs around the woman’s waist, and tried to capture her with a dragon sleeper, a moved that would not only put her in a torturous position but leave her body wide open, easy to be plundered.

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc shook her head, trying to cope with that spinal pain right now. Sister Lucia, at the very least, was able to send a punishing kick, if anything. One that the Powderbuff would want to avoid in the future. But avoiding, she would need to do more of. Because Lucia was already on the move again. She felt her neck being grabbed again and let out a loud grunt. Both hands went to grab hold of that arm, groaning out loud as her face scrunched up in pain. LeBlanc struggled to keep herself from being stretched now, fortunately keeping her strength to do so.

She felt the legs moving around her waist and dropped one of her arms, quickly intercepting it to keep a hold of one of them. The Blondeshell huffed out loud, at least securing her from keeping a full bind on her body. It was at the expense of the dragon sleeper being locked in further. Her body shook as she tried to think of a way out. She knew this was a bad spot to be, but she usually found a way. And that way was normally using her impressive power.

With that leg secured, LeBlanc would roll over on top of it, now on her side. It was a strain for her to keep on her side while Sister Lucia opposed it. Then, the Powderbuff would take hold of Lucia's foot with both hands, and then she would attempt to take it and twist it, hoping that Gisele would release that dragon sleeper, which was hurting more by the second!

[BlackAkuma]

Finally, finally, finally, Sister Lucia had Gisele right where she wanted her. This was a hard woman to lock down, she would give her credit for that much, showing the sort of strength that would’ve left Samson speechless. But just like that Nazirite, she would be undone by her own pride and complacency, taken down by a foe she would never have expected. You had to marvel at the simplicity of it, the living poetry. Sister Lucia found it delicious.

And speaking of delicious things…

”Yes, yes, struggle.” Sister Lucia’s free hand found its way to Gisele’s breast as she rolled them over and she kept her hold secure, squeezing even tighter to reinforce the hold. ”Waste that vaunted power of yours. Kick against the pricks.” Her probing fingers began to slip under her top, searching for a soft nipple to rub. ”Meanwhile, I will take you to the promised land, and then-”

Sister Lucia’s plans were abruptly put on hold, as the Powderbuff grabbed hold of her leg and gave it a vicious twist, putting far more pressure on her ankle than she was willing to deal with. She yelped and let go of the Dragon Sleeper straight away, but she wasn’t about to leave her opponent without a parting gift - as soon as she let go of the hold, she brought that same arm up and sent it crashing down, trying to hit her opponent in the side of the head with her elbow.

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc had narrowly managed to force a release from Lucia just as she was starting to truly work the sexuality into this match. But that ankle twist was more than enough to help the French-Canadian get herself out of this match. She let out a brief gasp when the Dragon Sleeper was released, and LeBlanc held her neck, shaking her head very briefly.

It was only brief because an elbow strike nailed the side of her head, sending the Powderbuff off to her side as she rolled away, holding her temple with a loud groan of pain. This opponent was nasty. A truly spiteful piece of work that was seemed as though she was willing to do any sort of cheap shot to get ahead. It wouldn't be the first opponent to do that, and it wouldn't be the last, she was sure. She needed to anticipate that now.

The Blondeshell was pushing herself up to a knee, knowing that she couldn't be entirely grounded while Sister Lucia was already on the prowl. Gisele LeBlanc only hoped that she had done enough to at least slow Lucia down with that ankle twist. It wouldn't be enough to seriously keep Lucia from attacking her, but it might be enough to slow her immediately. She braced herself for whatever Lucia would have planned next though.

[BlackAkuma]

”Ow, ow, ow, you annoying little-”

Sister Lucia resisted the urge to take the Lord’s name in vain, as she tried to put weight onto her ankle and was only greeted with pain in response. It was more than a little frustrating dealing with this woman - the moment she seemed to make some headway, she would surge up with that unholy strength of hers and defy her, always finding a way to fight back. It was a true test of her patience, but one she had no plans of failing. She would outlast this heathen, one way or another.

But with her foot aching so much, she was limited for the time being, only able to do so much against such a pernicious foe. Taking her head on seemed like a poor idea, as well, even with her weakened state. That did not mean she was out of options, however. She just needed to use more sundry means to gain an advantage.

As Gisele rose, Sister Lucia hobbled over to meet her. When she was close enough, she hopped towards her opponent and threw her head forward, looking to strike her with a swift headbutt, or, as she liked to call it, Bad Habits - a move made even worse by the metal cross on her coif.