Ciel Aonlous vs Sarah Luther

[Person]

Alright, it was time for another pin. Ciel had managed to grab both her opponent legs and slide on top of her. This time having a more secure pin and a weaker Sarah, she was confident it would work this time. The referee once again appeared beside the two of them and started the count.

“ONE!”

She just needed two more counts and soon this match would be over. The French wrestler made sure to apply all her body weight on her British counterpart. She wanted to make sure that the blonde wrestler would not kick out this time. The referee would start to bring her hand down for the next count.

“TWO!”

Just one more count and it would all be over.

[TheManVan]

This time all of Ciel's weight was on her, leaning into her legs as she was once again twisted up into a tight ball. There wasn't much room for Sarah to squirm with all of Ciel leaning on top of her as she got closer to three. There wasn't much else for her to do beside fight out of the pin, she wasn't going to let Ciel beat her like this!

Pushing her legs up as quickly as she would try to give herself as much room as she could as she shot her shoulder up, trying to twist her way out of the pin and show Ciel that she wasn't going to be put away like this!

"Fuck! OFF!"

[Person]

Ciel was about to win this match and earn another victory, she just needed to wait for a second for that last pin count. Yet once again, her opponent managed to kick out. The blue hair wrestler eyes now widened in shock before she then hit the canvas with her hand, growing frustrated with her opponent and with how the match was going.

Getting back onto her feet, she would attempt to deliver a soccer kick right into Sarah's gut, trying to take the wind out of her. If the kick connected, she would then try to deliver a few stomps upon both her chest and her head. Ciel knew what she needed to do if she wanted to win this match, she needed to hit Sarah with one of her finishers.

[TheManVan]

Rolling onto her hands and knees, Sarah gasped for air as she held herself off of the ground as sweat rolled off of her forehead. Her attempts to get herself back together would fly right out the window as Ciel delivered a violent soccer ball kick to her gut that made Sarah feel as if her stomach felt flying out of her like a soccer ball! Flinging to the side, Sarah landed on her side with her arms wrapped around her stomach as she gasped for air, coughing violently.

Sarah's eyes widened as breathing was exceptionally straining as she barely had time to cover up as Ciel began to unload on her with stomps, crashing down on her head and chest as the first salvo got through unprotected before Sarah was able to bring up her arms to defend, if even by a little!

[Person]

Ciel was feeling some satisfaction with hitting her opponent with all these moves. After all the disrespect her opponent had shown her, it only made sense for her to get some payback. Upon kick and stomping her opponent a few times, the blue hair wrestler would attempt to pull on Sarah's hair, trying to raise her up to her feet.

If she managed to get Sarah up to her feet, she would then grab her by the arm and Irish whip her right into the turnbuckle before quickly following in and attempting to hit her with a clothesline. Hopefully, this would keep her stunned for a bit longer, so that she could get ready to set up her finisher.

[TheManVan]

Sarah's body was wrecked with pain and it was only getting worse with Ciel putting on more and more as she stomped on her body. After the flurry was done, Sarah's body slumped as she laid on the mat panting heavily. However, there was no rest for the wicked as Ciel grabbed her by her almost silver blonde hair as she was pulled to her feet. Although she took an immeasurable amount of damage, Sarah was able to find footing underneath her to keep herself balanced.

But being flung into the turnbuckle, crashing back first, Sarah had little time to rest before Ciel came flying in with a fast clothesline that smashed her into the corner! Head whipping back as her arms hung over the corner, she panted and gasped for air as she hung on the top ropes.

[Person]

Pulling on her opponent hair, just like how she had done to her so many times before, Ciel would force Sarah back onto her feet before Irish Whipping her right into the turnbuckle. Just as she released her opponent, she would then come charging in and hit her with a clothesline, sandwiching her between her arm and the turnbuckle.

Taking a step back, the French wrestler would see that her British counterpart was not in much of a fighting state. As a result, she would attempt to put Sarah head under her armpit again, though this time she had something else in mind. If she managed to get her opponent in a headlock, she would then attempt to jump onto the ropes, before falling back and trying to hit Sarah with her Finisher, an Iron Plate also known as a high flying DDT.

[TheManVan]

Her head was taking in by Ciel's arm, wrapping around her and pulling it closer to her body as Sarah growled out as she felt Ciel beginning to move, feeling her opponent beginning to walk the ropes and beginning to spin in the air creating momentum. But Sarah knew that this kind of momentum was not going to happen for her as she pressed her hands into Ciel's hips, pushing on Ciel to try and force her off of her in mid air and block against the Iron Plate.

If she was able to throw off Ciel, Sarah would lurch out of the corner as she would intentionally shove the referee out of her way, breaking the referee's vision for a split second, but a split second was all she needed as she would lunge forward and kick Ciel right between the the legs for a cunt punt. The referee distracted and confused, would not see her kick as Sarah took a a short cut. But she didn't care about honor and shit like that. She wanted the win.

And she wanted to hurt Ciel.

[Person]

Ciel had Sarah tucked right under her armpit, she was ready to end this match once and for all by hitting her with her finisher. The blue hair wrestler would jump up on the ropes or at least she attempted to before she was shoved off. Her balance would become unstable, leaving her open.

What happened next would cause Ciel to fall onto her knees as she clutched her private. She would wait for the referee to make a call, to end the match but no such call came. Had the referee not seen it or did she simply decide to ignore the illegal attack? The blue hair wrestler could only moan in pain due to attack she had taken on her womanhood.

[TheManVan]

The referee had to take a minute to recover after being shoved down to the mat, missing the blatant low blow as Sarah stood over the kneeling Sarah. "Told you'd kneel bitch." she hissed out to Ciel. Reaching down, Sarah would grab onto Ciel's left wrist as she would quickly move behind Ciel as she chicken winged the arm as she would slither her arm around the throat of Ciel.

Smirking out, Sarah would fling herself backwards onto the mat as she would lock in her Chicken Wing Crossface, Violation! Her arm would hold onto Ciel's arm, preventing it from being used while her legs wrapped around the waist of Ciel to lock the blue haired woman in place as she attempted to snuff the fire out of her opponent!