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

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabrial was definitely on top of Louise, but not in the way she would have wanted - the Frenchwoman had been lying on her back on the canvas with Gabriel lying on top of her as well, using the brunette's big breasts as a pillow while Louise's wide thighs wrapped around her waist for a bodyscissor & rear choke. Putting Gabriel on the spot!

But the blonde was still cool-headed, determined to use her one free arm to open the choke, however, the Frenchwoman proved how wrong she was by arching backwards, bending the Frenchwoman's body with her!

But the blonde was still cool-headed, determined to use her one free arm to open the choke, however, the Frenchwoman proved how wrong she was if the Viper thought it would be so easy, by arching backwards and bending the Brit's body with her!

The blonde's eyes bugged out as she gritted her teeth like never before while her chest was lifted to the sky and her stomach plunged from the strain on her spine and neck!

"Grrrrhhhh!" The choke was so powerful that the blonde went from trying to break the choke to throwing elbows at her opponent's waist.

Louise was smaller than Gabriel, but her superior measurements made her easier to hit, or so the crowd wanted to assume as the queen lost her nerve.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise's hold was perfect except for one detail, normally her legs were supposed to lock both arms of her opponent. For what ? To prevent her opponent from struggling and that's exactly what happened against Gabriel. The nicknamed Queen used her one and only free arm to strike the French woman's stomach and ribs with her elbow, inflicting powerful pain on Louise who winced in pain with each blow she received.

She couldn't protect herself because both of her arms were busy strangling her opponent and her build prevented her from simply leaning her body to the side. She was forced to let go of her opponent and push her to the side, forcing her to distance herself before she could get up, stroking her stomach and clutching her stomach.

"Fuck... You don't know how to give up, do you?!"

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel would roll to the ropes as soon as Louise gave in to her nudging frenzy. She kept gasping and panting. Gabriel wasn't thinking of getting up yet, she was still prostrate on her knees and elbows, her ass suspended in the air perfectly contoured by her designer trunks, exhaling every curve of her beautiful silhouette; and with her hands on her throat in an effort to regulate the burning in her throat.

A bitter taste condensed in her mouth. She needed a drink of water. But right now, unless she stole it from a fanatic, she wasn't going to be able to get one.

The blonde hadn't quite survived the way she wanted to, but any way out was better than falling into the abyss that must have been putting up with Louise on the LAW twitter about how she uncorked a Queen of Gart's Pub and now wanted her coronation as their new unofficial title regent. Or maybe Gabriel was caricaturing her too much and that vision was too far from reality.

"*Guff Coff* Did...you...just flatter me, Bélair?" No matter how hard Louise hit her, The Royal Viper would not miss the opportunity to smile slyly at her.

Next the queen would roll under the bottom rope to get out of the ring and, hopefully, Louise would have the consideration to go after her.

Stepping out of the ring was not a very punditry tactic for her crown; however, Gabriel needed to go a little overboard with Louise, and perhaps enticing her out of the ring, the place that still clung to the rules, would help them balance things out mutually.

Of course, the queen would fall to her knees and stare at the ground as if hoping to recover while things were happening. She hopes not wrong with this tactic.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise needed to rest after suffering multiple attacks and relentlessly attacking her opponent. She stayed back, stroking her stomach and panting lightly to regain her strength while keeping an eye on her opponent in case of any offensive from her.

Fortunately or surprisingly for her, Gabriel preferred to flee the ring and find herself outside to recover her strength, thinking that Louise would kindly join her despite the fact that she knew the ring out rule. She knew her only too well, Louise was used to transforming her matches into brawls outside the ring and since Gabriel asked for it, she was not going to deprive herself of it.

She blew a breath before running towards her opponent, still barefoot. She then slipped under the ropes to exit the ring with a kick to her opponent's face, looking to resume this match in explosive and dominant fashion. The referee, for his part, began to count the ring out.

"ONE! TWO!"

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel would have been waiting on her knees for Louise at ringside; recovering and waiting for the goddess to come for her to go through with it instead of taking a breather. If the Frenchwoman hadn't, Gabriel wouldn't have lost anything anyway. Because she didn't expect to be disqualified by the ring out rule. But when the Goddess stooped to step to the outside of the ring to kick her arrogant opponent in the face, Gabriel played her card - she reacted by tilting her head to the left side, letting the kick go over her shoulder, and took advantage of this position to wrap her arm around Louise's leg and drape it upper her shoulder. A situation that would leave the Frenchwoman standing on one foot, while Gabriel went down on one knee right away for balance and better positioning.

The queen shook her head to get her hair out of her line of sight and didn't wait a second to throw a left uppercut to Louise's open crotch!

Uppercut low blow

"I hope this will fix your behaviour towards me."

That blow would make the crowd gasp and scream in pain even though it wasn't with them. And the queen would be cruel enough to leave her knuckles there for a while to prevent the damage from coming out of Louise's womanhood. If the queen had made it this far without trouble, she would look to roll like a rudder to throw Louise to the ground using a Dragon Screw.

Dragon Screw

Louise was heavy, but Gabriel could deal with a lot of dead weight. So getting a decent Screw shouldn't be that hard if it's just up to her. And as an aside, the referee would continue with his count-to-ten, whatever happens outside the ring would not override that.

THREE! FOUR!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Like a bull, Louise once again charged her opponent by sliding under the ropes, putting her legs forward to knock her opponent to her knees as she slid. But strangely, nothing happened. Worse still, one of her legs remained hanging on the shoulder of her opponent who could take advantage of this situation, and did so, by kicking the Frenchwoman's private parts.

“GWAAHHH!”

The French woman groaned in pain and let herself slide forward, losing her strength following this treacherous blow. She gasped softly in pain and found herself on her knees on the ground before being pulled up by her opponent who pinned her once again against the hard ground, sighing in pain as she continued to slowly roll away. The low blow completely drained her of her strength and Louise probably wouldn't be able to get up for a while.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel had just shattered Louise's foundations with that punch to her pussy. And she made sure that the Frenchwoman couldn't come back from here for a while by messing with the leg of Louise in for a second time. Spinning her into a portentous dragon Screw with which she was able to bounce Louise's body off the hard ringside floor. A moment that would be replayed on the titantron screens.

And Gabriel was enjoying it, not for being able to undermine Louise, but for reducing a self-proclaimed goddess to this: a difficult woman who is at the level of her boots, lethargic and possessed by pain. And the Royal Viper straightened up with her gaze fixed on the vulnerable ass in front of her - it was not hard to imagine what she was planning to do to finish Louise off.

FIVE! SIX!

But Gabriel had priorities and didn't want another draw by disqualification, so she would delay that execution a little longer and would be inclined to hook Louise by her silky hair, which would even hurt her to treat that pretty brown hair badly herself, and by the shorts to force her to walk to the ring.

She would practically be carrying her and that wasn't easy, especially when the WildCat might very well not be cooperating or have the strength to try to deal with her own weight, but the queen would do her best not to look tired by sending her back into the ring.

If Gabriel could make it this far without complications, she would turn Louise so that her body was lying supine position, with her shoulders and the rest of her body inside the ring while her neck is lying over the apron of the ring.

The queen would be on one knee on top of the ring apron, thus negating the ring out count as she performed all the preparations for one more move for her favourite goddess: standing on one foot gallantly while doing a perfect vertical split in which she showed off the flexibility of her long, beautiful, ballerina-like legs before dropping onto Louise's throat in a FFG on the apron to further demolish her.

FFG on apron

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise was not having a good time. Although she was generally stronger outside the ring, the low blow had completely drained her of her strength and forced her to sell her opponent's punches, pathetic strikes and holds that, under normal circumstances, might have been avoided and countered easily by the French. Louise growled slightly with rage while on the ground and was pulled up by her opponent who threw her against the ring so that she could resume the match and not lose by ring out.

"Haaah... Haaah..."

But Gabriel was more sadistic than that, she didn't let Louise return to the ring to be in the center of the ring but at the edge of the ring with her head out! Nothing good was going to happen for her and indeed. Once again, she was hit and strangled by Gabriel's long thighs which were crushed against her neck like a guillautin. The pain was immense, breathing was becoming painful and the self-named Goddess still couldn't do anything to fight effectively. All she could do was grab the rope above her and wait for the referee to step in and save her with a rope break.

"GYARGHHHH !!..."

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel was doing very well - she shook the woman's body with her brutal weight dumped on her neck, leaving her thigh lying on top of Louise's throat as all signs continued to point to the goddess being put on display. Many were anxious to see when the Frenchwoman's return would be as, although she is most of the time unpleasant, fans are fans at the end of the day.

And Gabriel, she would be enjoying having her under her thigh, with Louise's head hanging outside the ring while Gabriel's leg was either trying to wrap around her throat or not. Maybe Gabriel would be thinking of giving her some hot choke just for the pleasure of squeezing her out before going for what she really wanted to do to her? Because at this point, Gabriel was on the verge of making her her courtesan. All for a cheap shot.

However, before any of her naughty ideas could cross from her imagination into reality, Louise's hand hooked onto the rope above her, and the referee didn't waste the moment to do her job.

ONE! TWO!

But Gabriel seemed self-absorbed - enjoying Bélair's deplorable and subdued state. Too much in herself for a silly count to worry about because she knew how to fix the rope break!

THREE!

The blonde waited until the referee shouted that number to jump into the ring again, leaving Louise free of her torment, but that left the referee confused. Was she supposed to start the ring-out count already? Because it all seemed too subito to be taken into account right away.

And Gabriel just took advantage of that to grab Louise's inverted face and bring it closer to her wicked grin.

She wouldn't have much time before the referee would ruin her joke, so...

"Good night, Louise~!" She would give those tired lips a fleeting kiss! And then the Queen brings her face into her bust for a north-south breast smothering!

If Gabriel made it this far, she'd pull Louise's body out of the ring a little more - just until her back was on the apron - and wrap each of her arms around the brunette's chest to make sure her hands couldn't reach the ropes a second time. Or at least, not so easily...

North-south breast smothering

Note that Gabriel is standing outside the ring and Louise's head would still at the apron of the ring.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise gradually regains the strength she had lost since the low blow. This blow was the reason for all her misfortunes and what had given Gabriel the advantage in this match and so that Louise found herself obliged to obey her desires and her orders. Obviously, this did not please the French woman but what could be done? She was currently crushed by her opponent's thigh which crushed against her neck second after second, preventing the Frenchwoman from breathing properly.

But Louise still managed to move her arms and grab the rope above her, taking advantage of her position for the referee to come to her aid. It worked, after three short seconds the French woman could breathe again and she recovered her strength after each breath... But Gabriel was not as kind as that and took the opportunity again to suffocate Louise in a way even more humiliating than before.

A breast smother. One of the French woman's signature moves used against herself? It was too much for the Frenchwoman who, even though she was in difficulty and still weak, preferred to fight rather than give in. She let go of the ropes to grab Gabriel's hair and pull it with all her strength. She wanted her opponent to regret this choice and quickly free her before she lost consciousness.