A Goddess and a Queen I - Louise Bélair vs. Gabriel Vinlee

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabrielle's head felt in another state as she only moved forward by the inertia of the push of the ropes. She almost tripped and needed a moment to wait for her sense of balance to settle, but no sooner had she straightened up than an arm crashed into her chest and spun her around in the air before she fell like a rag doll onto the canvas!

"GyAaagh!" The queen's back bounced off the canvas, expelling all the air from her lungs before collapsing with her arms outstretched at her sides, gasping. Now she really was pushed further to the side of stunned. And that only pointed to get worse when a wrestler was in that state.

Gabriel already was not in a position to show off while the audience was just suppressed to reviling the strength the Frenchwoman showed in flipping the Englishwoman in the air like that. It would be hard for the pub rep to come back from this without a strong enough motivation- meanwhile, the Queen raised and lowered her chest with intensity as she shielded her eyes from the intense light as she sought to lie on her side striving to reassemble herself.

Louise finished turning her on her stomach, sat on her lower back, and shook the blonde's bottom with an audible spank.

"Ahh!" That was the queen's awakening cry. "Wh-what?" she mumbled sleepily as she felt something fumble with the belt of her skirt and tug at it. "G-hg? W-what? What you doing?! No. Stop it!" She demanded, trying to get her hands to what was touching so much of her outfit, but Louise's legs were too wide for her hands to wrap around her, and the Frenchwoman too insistent for a still dazed Gabriel to apply a Bjj manoeuvre to get this sack of potatoes off her.

"What the hell! I didn't mess with your trousers. You don't-!" Before she could finish that sentence the stretch of red fabric slipped off her waist like a conveyor belt, leaving her in shorts! "KYAaah!" She immediately closed her legs from the ungodly sensation, shaking her thighs and quadriceps on the spot. "No!... Daughner of a...! get off me!"

[Bearhug Goddess]

Eye for eye, tooth for tooth. Louise had the habit of making everything she suffered worse to her opponents and this was confirmed even more today against Gabriel. The queen had only removed the Frenchwoman's boot to start a discussion and perhaps even negotiate the continuation of this match, but the goddess would not bend to any rule or will. All that mattered, in Louise's eyes, was to teach a lesson to her adversary who had dared to undress her, even if it was only a simple boot.

Having now lost both of her boots and was on top of her opponent, The Wildcat took advantage of her position to get revenge by removing her opponent's skirt. Slowly and surely, Gabriel's skirt was lowered until her shorts were completely visible before finally letting the skirt slide down her opponent's thighs and removing them, shaking her in front of the spectators. The audience was initially surprised to see Louise remove her second boot but were happy to see Gabriel being undressed and even hoped to see more.

"Ahah! You'll think twice before undressing me next time!~"

Louise openly mocked her opponent and transformed her skirt into a ball before throwing it outside the ring, wanting to offer it to one of the spectators to make sure that Gabriel left the ring without her skirt. It was just fun to humiliate another wrestler but it became less and less fun as time went on. To keep a good memory of this moment, the Frenchwoman gave her opponent a powerful spanking before getting up and distancing herself, very proud of her last moments of this match.

"It's too easy to beat jobbers, I have to have fun in my own way~"

[Hagen-Autem]

It was not their finest hour. The Goddess was dominating this moment to the point of making it her own and giving the audience a privileged show. And the diva couldn't do anything more useful than kicking and moaning while the goddess was having fun.

One of the worst moments for a woman who treats her body like a temple. A temple of which only a few have the ticket to know beyond its gates.

Sliding the fabric down her thighs —there was truly no more humiliating act for Gabriel than to be stripped of one of her garments— the skirt was ripped open in half and slid off her body like a ribbon that cordoned off her pretty legs —mainly from one of her precious skirts— flapping her thighs in the act while she could only grumble and sink her face into the canvas. And if there was a chance of getting her skirt back, that chance was lost the moment Louise felt like tossing her skirt into the greedy hands beyond the ringside.

"Dah...this can get better, it's not for-Kyahh!!!" And to make matters worse, the goddess delivered another spank that set dancing her bottom.

"Guoy... You...daughter of your..." The queen found it hard to get up after Louise broke away from her back. Rubbing herself all the way to straighten up. The cameras focused on her tattooed ass with large red hot human footprints on each buttock. Broadcasting her rear end across the Titantron screens, and thus to the whole world through the televisions, forums, and vlogs connected to the live law live stream.

But Gabriel didn't turn red with anger, nor did she kick, nor did she roll her eyes as if she was going to smash a metal chair over someone's head. She just sighed deeply. She inhaled again and exhaled deeply again. Raising and lowering her shoulders with each exhale. And the Queen was going to make that Frenchwoman swallow her words.

"Yeah...maybe it's easy to beat jobbers." She shook her long legs to show them off. Inflating the powerful muscles of her sleek and wonderful thighs wrapped in that delicate, white, smooth, and dreamy skin to bite into. She also dictated to herself to stretch them backwards to wake them up and feel freer from all that hardship.

"But at least you did me a favour, Louise." She spanked herself as leaned towards her rival in a sexy empowered pose!

The crowd cheered her on!
"Because yours...yes, they're fine. But by the standards of a small elephant." Gabriel was ready to run to the ropes and slip out from of ring. "But maybe you've got nice little fingers under those stockings. Elephant Feet Louuuiiiise!"

Her idea was to disguise the mark on her bottom, but there were two of them, and there was no chance of disguising her real intentions if she gave herself another self-scrubbing. However, perhaps she wasn't doing too badly if she joined the waves of excitement at the seductive pleasure it was to have on every screen the marvellous legs of British splendour. And maybe that's something Louise can't win her.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise stood up and left Gabriel alone, without her skirt but with magnificent red hand marks on both buttocks. This made the goddess laugh and mocked her opponent, even insulting him for being a jobber and saying that she had to find another little side challenge to make this match more interesting and fun. This did not please the spectators at all who were already in the majority for Gabriel, but it got worse with the little sexy actions of the Queen who tried to seduce the public.

And it worked! Although Louise was quite beautiful with big breasts and thighs, Gabriel was sexier and more attractive in panties. The audience who was already on the queen's side completely turned their backs on the goddess and even if Louise noticed it, she didn't seem to be bothered that much. Even though the public was shouting Gabriel's name and only having eyes for her, that didn't interest Louise who didn't care about the randoms, whether her opponents or her fans. But in a sense, she finally learned the name of her opponent from the shouts of the crowd.

"So your name is Gabriel, huh?... WHAT A BITCH NAME ! IT SUITS YOU !~"

This made Louise laugh and warmed her legs slightly as Gabriel posed before lunging at her at full speed, bending down slightly to wrap her arms around his opponent's waist and grab her. If she succeeded, Louise would continue her run forward to pin Gabriel against the nearest corner before crushing her shoulder several times against her opponent's stomach to crush her, until the referee separated them or that Gabriel escapes.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel stretched her trunks down - didn't want them so high up on her hips, not with those obscene marks left by the bold one she had for a rival. But she'd have no choice but to be resilient here and let it be because she's not going to magically remove those marks.

Once she showed the goddess how easy it is to get the crowd on her side, even if Louise was everything the shallow masses of fans like to see her struggle. Although all have to admit was expecting another, more striking reaction from this Frenchwoman. Maybe she's one of those girls who doesn't flinch when you try to prick her buttons. What a tough ego.

Although, Gabriel would also have been disappointed if some primary school level teasing got the worst in Louise —either that or maybe shouldn't devalue this brunette woman's confidence so much—And yet, it seemed that something in Louise had been shaken when she repeated her name with such eagerness to tell her truths to her face.

"Look who's saying it!" Gabriel rebutted with a sly tone as went back away with her footwork as the storm came at her! Calculating the right moment when this bronco would try to embrace her to place her hands together over Louise's head and push her down at the same time as one of her knees splashed forward to connect with Louise's jaw!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise threw herself at her opponent like a bull but this time in a slightly more intelligent way. She bent down slightly to be sure to grab Gabriel by the hips and pin her to the ground. The plan seemed clever but Gabriel countered it easily and simply by lowering the goddess' head before kneeing her in the jaw.

“Ughhhh!..”

Louise's running stopped and both of her knees fell to the ground. The knee strike was super effective and had managed to stun the French woman, enough for her to stop her offensive and for her to fall to her knees, nuzzling against the queen's thighs.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel had corrected her mistake of the first time anticipating in real time how she would be tackled by the onslaught to counter and calm her down in one hit! Hammering her knee into the jaw of this enemy female wrestler to pacify her in a counterattack that would be replayed on the Titantron screens.

What really got the crowd going, though, was the sight of the imposing Frenchwoman caressing Gabriel's legs once the Wildcat was down on her knees. Prostrate before the Queen.

However, the Brit herself didn't even seem to flinch at the weight resting on her thighs—Inwardly, though, she was very pleased with this incident—though that didn't mean she was going to let herself be groped anymore because she liked the position.

She would stroke Louise's brunette hair - it was very soft and silky despite looking so fluffy. If the Goddess wasn't so obnoxious, Gabriel would look for a way to pet her more just for that nice hair. Would it have a scent?
"I don't know if you're holding onto me or if this is some ruse to caress my legs in the meantime." She slid her fingers down the cheek and continued until she reached her chin to suspend the Frenchwoman's face over her fingertips. The queen would even have to lean down to meet her opponent's gaze.

"And I don't know if I want to find out so soon." She smiled at her. A sweet gesture before running her fingers down her arms and grabbing her wrists to separate those smooth hands from the skin of her bare legs and lifting them up as she took a step back to make distance between Louise's face and her knees.

Her leg was going to have a whole path to swing back and forth in a Kamigoe. Smashing her kneecap against Louise's jaw in an audible crunch. And if that strike went in as well as the last, she would give her an additional third so she could finish softening her up and have her open for her next move.

Kamigoe

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise was on her knees, dizzy from the blow she had just received on the jaw and unable to fight because her legs gave out following the blow she had received on the jaw. Her whole body fell to the ground but was caught by Gabriel's thick thighs who continued to support the goddess.

While Louise was still knocked out and regaining consciousness, Gabriel took the opportunity to stroke her long brown and blonde hair, hair that was strangely well maintained. Perhaps Louise was the kind of woman who liked to take care of her hair despite her aggressive style and high-tempered personality.

“Haaa..”

It lasted a few seconds, a few seconds enough for the Wildcat to begin to regain her consciousness and understand what was happening to her. She sighed slightly and tried to get up but Gabriel had already trapped her, both of her arms were grabbed and a new knee was about to hit Louise's cheek. She couldn't dodge it and had to take it head on.

“GUH!!”

It was powerful, enough for the Frenchwoman to spit a little saliva but not enough to knock her out like the first knee blow. Despite this, she was still unable to free herself and was forced to endure another attack from Gabriel.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel was testing Louise's limits, it would be very bad if this wrecking tank recovered so soon when the Queen was just testing. Connecting one knee followed by another and one more to Bélair's pretty face to soften that temper and delay her recovery. And as she held her hands, there wasn't much Louise could do to cover up or move away, if only by the inertia of the Kamigoe thrust with which the queen sought to rattle her brain.

Once Gabriel was satisfied with hitting her in the head, didn't bother to check Louise's condition. She just let her hang there a little longer, enjoying how she left her, etching Louise's tired, sweaty, and potentially dazed state into her memory, before tugging on her hands for the purpose of bending her forward and head first. wedging the brunette head between her smooth thighs to begin playing with her body in other ways.

"How pretty you look when you're not angry. But I think you lack something more...flashy to complement you in a ring, Bélair." she emphasized with a French accent quite provocatively before her ankles met and her knees the same. Cinching her thighs around Louise's head and neck for headscissors where the victim would be on her knees, in an awkward position while her neck was clamped by wide powerful thighs. If it had all gone this far, Gabriel would add more to the position, perhaps twisting Louise's hands into wristlocks as she looked over her shoulder after a glamorous toss of her hair towards the ringside camera behind her, wanting to record herself in a captivating position to enjoy this replay later.

Spoiler

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise was stunned after taking so many knees to the face and found herself sprawled against the mat when Gabriel finally decided to let go of her. Not a single sound came from the French girl's lips, it was as if she had fallen unconscious. She woke up from her little sleep after a few seconds and noticed Gabriel talking to her, she was still a little too stunned to understand what her opponent was saying to her.

No time to get up and recover her strength, the "goddess" found herself once again trapped in a powerful headscissor in addition to having both hands caught by those of her opponent. She, who had barely woken up, now found herself suffocated and her face crushing Gabriel's powerful thighs. The French girl didn't want to show herself weak for another second and gritted her teeth, noticing the camera in front of her filming her and showing this rather humiliating scene to everyone.

“Nghhh... Enough !..”

Louise was weaker than usual and had not completely recovered her strength, although she was stronger than Gabriel she could not free her arms. No choice, the French woman had to use a rather forbidden trick and for that she turned her head slightly to the side to bite Gabriel's thighs. It was a forbidden movement and she risked being scolded by the referee, especially since she was completely filmed, but that didn't matter. The most important thing was to get through it so that we could dominate this match again until we won it.