Gabriel Vinlee vs. Desdemona 'Dizzy' Belti - Just A Touch

[BlackAkuma]

Ow.

Ow, ow, ow. That sucked.

Dizzy had never taken a stunner before, but she’d seen her mother take them in a few of her matches, and she’d always imagined that they were a pain in the ass to suffer through. Well, she would have to wonder no longer. She had confirmation, now. Sharp, electric pain shot through her skull, bringing with it one of the worst headaches she’d ever suffered. Definitely not something she wanted to take ever again. Preferably never, if she could get away with it.

She was vaguely aware of Gabriel doing moving on top of her, pressing her down, keeping her pinned. She was even more aware of the referee starting up a count, which…wait, wasn’t this an I Quit Match? All the same, she threw up her body in an effort to break the count, more out of reflex than anything, but she couldn't but stare up at her opponent through woozy eyes after she did.

”Did you, ah, forget what match this is, bella?” She winced and rubbed her head. ”No pins. And I’m still a long way off from the magic words.”

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel was well aware of the very concrete and strict rules of this match, but she wasn't thinking about winning with that pin, she was thinking about seeing what Dizzy would do. The stunner was hard, but not that devastating...not in terms of a monsterheel prospect. So, the fact that her opponent break the three-count let her know that there was indeed some fight in Desdemony, just incentivize it.

"Oh but I already know that." Gabriel said, standing up on her knees to push Desdemony hard.

If she could manage to lay her down on the canvas, Gabriel would quickly grab Desdemona's knees and spin in place looking to lay Belti's daughter chest down on the canvas and the Queen kneels on one knee and continues twisting one of Dizzy's legs under her armpit to thus perform a single-leg Boston crab. One in which Gabriel didn't expect to punish her so much. But...

"And I don't think you're as far from begging me as you say, my sweetheart." she deliberately stated.

... The Boston crab wouldn't start out as strong if she managed to do it successfully, but she would already have planned how to evolve it if she managed to keep it.

[BlackAkuma]

Oh. Oh, this headache was bad. Dizzy was seriously craving an aspirin right about now.

She was still trying to shake the stunner off as Gabriel moved in for the kill once again, not giving her too much time to rest. She wasn’t sure what the three-count was about, since the woman had apparently done it on purpose. A test? A weird test, if true. Dizzy was far from the greatest wrestler, even among the Young Lionesses, but even she wasn’t so daft as to get pinned in a match where only a verbal submission counted.

That being said, Gabriel might have been right when she said that the end was closer than she let on, because she was moving onto something else, and Dizzy didn’t liket the look of it from the start. She shook her head about as her leg was seized and brought over, and…

Boston Crab. The single-leg variation, too. Just great. ”Shitshitshit-”

Dizzy was more flexible than most, thanks to reasons and experiences that were not entirely wrestling related, but she had limits, and those limits were quickly being found as the more muscular woman yanked her leg further and further back, putting unholy amounts of strain on her lower back. She tried to crawl to the ropes on reflex, only to remember that rope breaks weren’t a thing with these types of matches. Nope, she was toughing this out, no way around it, and it was going to suck hard.

For the moment, all she could do was gnaw on her fist and endure.

[Hagen-Autem]

"Oh, what am I experiencing?" she mumbled eloquently, exaggerating for the audience. "Do you want to be my jobber and leave all the work to me?!" Questioned the queen as she detected how Dizzy gave up trying and took refuge in the worst option: hold out until her rival decided to show her mercy. Of all the options, the least indicated against an opponent known to be so resilient.

And her voice went from satirical exaggeration to grim whisper in a hurry.
"Then let me show you what happens when that occurs." Raising a hand while pointing her eyes to that which a woman does not wish to be touched so quickly on the first date, Gabriel closed her hand until left only one finger extended- her index finger.

At no time did she let go of that trapped leg. One arm of her was enough to restrain and punish her. And then she applied her next inducement:

She slid her fingertip along Dizzy's crotch line, pressing hard into her covered pussy. Tracing from bottom to top as she leaned further behind her back to contort that leg until she almost touched Desdemony's back with the toe of her own boot as followed played her pussy.

"I hope this doesn't go against Belti principles~." The queen scoffed.

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[BlackAkuma]

This was bad. Pretty damn bad. On the grand scale of bad things, this was definitely up there.

Dizzy had trained for a lot of things, but when it came to submissions, she was still something of a neophyte on…everything. Her mother’s best advice had been to just get to the ropes, which was a solid strategy when that was available in most of her matches. But it was off the table, here, which presented a real problem.

On one hand, she didn’t want to give up so easily. Not that she really cared that much about the loss itself, but she would’ve liked to have a little more fun with Gabriel before she threw in the towel.

On the other hand, she would’ve significantlyDiz preferred that her back not get snapped in half. She kind of needed that spine.

Decisions, decisions.

Thankfully, Gabriel made that decision a little bit easy when she brought her finger down and started to work it against her pussy, teasing it through the thin material. Dizzy shivered at the touch and bent her lip, as the pleasure made the pain a bit more bearable, even as she cranked her leg back further and put her flexibility to the absolute limits.

God, it was a good thing that her mother wasn’t here.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel was wondering what sort of things she should do to get to know her opponent better. A little harmless teasing is often the best pain reliever after receiving a manoeuvre, and Desdemony began to make it easier when Gabriel began her courtship of her covered pussy, and now she was thinking of stopping just to leave her wanting it...but maybe the Queen should give her a little more before stopping.

"What's wrong?" Her finger continued to pry. "Could it be that my Desdemony is giving in to a Boston crab?" She added as if all the hints Dizzy was sending weren't enough.

She wasn't going to unzip, but as Dizzy was stretching her leg further back to accommodate and surrender to the initial queen's touch, Gabriel would begin to become more studious and speculative with each rub of her fingertips.

At first, it was a greeting, then she would slide down the zip as if hesitating whether or not to enter. soon her finger would continue to press against the fabric as if she wanted to enter. should she cross the line? She would add a few small squats over Dizzy's lower back to emphasize that wrestling wasn't dead just for the sake of some healthy eroticism.

At every knee bend her finger would prick the lady's glans. She had placed her finger where she thought it should be as looked over her shoulder at Angela's poor daughter. Gabriel wanted to know how well it went with something as simple and naughty as this dry fingering. And soon that finger was accompanied by a second one on its ride, sliding at the same pace as Gabriel did her squats; rubbing all over the entrance of her still covered pussy.

[BlackAkuma]

This was an interesting predicament, wasn’t it? What the Americans called a ‘Catch-22’.

Dizzy found herself struggling in Gabriel’s hold, and she could feel her body starting to give way. Her horniness could make up for a lot of things, but there were still limits to what her body could take, and Gabriel seemed determined to test them. She should’ve just called it quits here and now, just thrown in the towel before something serious happened to her body. This wasn’t worth her career.

On the other, what was this woman doing with her finger?

It had been just teasing a minute ago, but it was officially graduating into something much more intense, as the woman pulled on her zippers and exposed her panties to the fresh air. She was going in deep now, delving into forbidden territory, and that presented Dizzy with a whole new problem - how far was this going to go? How far would she let it go. This wasn’t a hentai match, so her mother couldn't complain if things got out of hand…right? It was hard to say.

What she could say, however, was that she was on the verge of being broken in half, and she wasn’t keen on the idea. ”Okay, fun as this is, might need you to ease up.” She groaned and dragged her fingers along the mat. ”Kind of dying down here.”

[Hagen-Autem]

The queen was starting to stretch things a bit at this point, unzipping that zip and rubbing the most erogenous part of the woman with only the panties acting as a barrier between her fingers and her pussy. Penetration could be just around the corner. And apparently, it had been enough. Dizzy called for a little self-control from her opponent who was pushing her to her physical limits, and Gabriel responded by raising her hands in a stop sign.

Dizzy's hip and leg should fall back to the canvas, and the queen remained seated only on top of her for mere leisure before giving the poor Belti girl her space. She has to admit that Dizzy knows how to set her boundaries and that pleases Gabriel, very few opponents know how to say no, and she likes to work with boundaries. Finding a way to bend them to break her opponent in all three ways in a match is always an exquisite pleasure for any wrestler.

and she likes to work with limits. Finding a way to bend them to break her opponent in all three directions is always an exquisite pleasure for any wrestler.

Gabriel would walk gracefully around this one before stopping in front of her head and leaning towards Dizzy until her hands rested on her knees in a subtle graceful glide.

"I want to fight. You. Dizzy." Gabriel indicated in a childish tone. "Do you want me to be nicer or I'm being fair to you?" She exclaimed with a sarcastic, yet playful tone.

Usually you don't give your opponent a chance to stand up, but Gabriel wanted some effort in return or this could be her dry humping on Dizzy too fast.

[BlackAkuma]

Yeah, Dizzy was rapidly reaching the point where she was going to have to call it quits. She didn’t want to, even she didn't want to be the sort of wrestler who gave up so quickly in a match, but she also didn’t want to be the sort of wrestler who had back problems when she was thirty. She needed her back for certain things, after all—a very important part of her lifestyle.

She was just on the verge when Gabriel gracefully let her go, leaving her to flop on the mat. As much as she missed having that finger inside of her, it was nice to have feeling in all of her lower extremities. She stayed on the floor, getting her sensations back, as Gabriel made her way around with that subtle sway of the hips, totally owning the moment. The woman knew how to carry herself, she’d give her that much.

She began to push herself up as Gabriel spoke, her smile getting a little wider with every word. ”Eh. Pretty fair. Just don’t want you to spoil the fun, is all. We are having fun, right?”

As if to answer that question, Dizzy through herself forward when she was high enough, tumbled to Gabriel’s side, grabbed her by the leg and tried to pull her down for a schoolboy pin. It wasn’t much, and she doubted it would work, but it was one of the few moves she could execute with her back like this and she wanted to take her opponent by surprise.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel responded with a sketched smile in return. She would have preferred Desdemona to be more resilient and less easy to woo, the very idea of dealing with tough opponents appeals to her a lot, more so when they are hardened self-righteous for following the rules and opposing their bad practices in the ring. But she knows that not all of them are veteran wrestlers, and having fun being less of a cunt with those kind of girls who just want to have fun being the centre of attention for half an hour is also very nice, especially when there are pictures and recordings of it. But that's just cheesy stuff from the Queen, it's not polite to reflect on flaws when you have the opponent in front of you and you're not planning against them.

She would not be in any hurry with the Belti girl, she would wait as long as it took for Dizzy to make the next move, but when the little brunette slipped to her knees and clung to her soft thigh to keep from falling. Gabriel felt really ought to be gentler with her if a little pressure on her lower back left her this vulnerable.

And maybe she should also hold her and joke about it so as not to make it so demeaning.
"Hey, if you need help I could-Woough!!!" But suddenly Dizzy locked the blonde's leg and jerked her backwards, stealing her balance and knocking her to the canvas! And this woman continued her maneuver by rolling over the queen to straddle her head and hooking one of her legs! It was a Schoolgirl pin!

And the referee played along with this one too because, even though it was invalid! It seemed important to them!

One!
Two!
--!!

However, Gabriel's other leg came up to wrap around Dizzy's neck and knock her backwards onto the canvas. But Gabriel wouldn't let her go - liked this too much to waste the moment! Both of Gabriel's legs would meet the sides of Dizzy's head, holding her in between her thighs with a side head scissors takedown that she would begin to tighten after speaking.

"Oh, you want to play this game, let's play this game then!"

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