Colpo di Fulmine

[BlackAkuma]

Dizzy’s DDT was the best. Pristine. Automatic. Exquisite. Her mother had made sure of that, as it was one of the moves she drilled the most into her head since she started training. A good DDT, she said, was the backbone of any wrestler’s toolkit. A move you could pull out of nowhere, anytime, reverse so many moves with, lay out any opponent no matter the size or shape. She had that move hammered into her her head so many times that she swore she could do it in her sleep.

…okay, sure, the one time she’d tried it on a wrestler with a similar size to Elvira she got knocked on her ass and it absolutely did not work, but that was months ago. She’d improved a lot since then. Gained some muscle, streamlined her technique. She could do this. She was confident.

Unfortunately, confidence and reality didn’t always align with each other, a fact that was reinforced to Dizzy when the towering brick shithouse of a woman promptly no sold her DDT and shrugged her off like the little fly she was.

It was an impressive moment of athleticism, even if you took the size difference into account. Sure, Elvira was a big, busty girl, but Dizzy could see muscle swelling underneath those tempting curves, real power under the enveloping flesh. No doubt her ass was swelling, too, though Dizzy couldn't get a good look at from her current position.

That changed as Elvira continued to impress, not only countering her move, but rising up with her in toe, lifting her like she weighed nothing - which, being fair, she almost did. Dizzy’s distress was turned to surprise, though, when she was given a sharp slap on the ass for her troubles, before she flung into the nearest corner. And the hits didn’t stop there.

”Hey, whoa-” Dizzy wanted a better look at Elvira’s chest, but even she was surprised when it came rushing towards her face and engulfed her features, as the redhead pulled her deep between two of her best assets. Elvira was wearing this little mesh top that kept Dizzy from getting the full skin contact, but with breasts this awesome, it hardly mattered to the horny little imp. She was more than happy to lick and nibble and gnaw at whatever her mouth could latch onto, and her foe was kind enough to give her the occasional breath of fresh air.

”So much-” She got two words out before she was pulled back into the darkness again, and she made Elvira’s chest rumble with a pleasant squeal. Never one to simply take without giving, she reached around her opponent’s back, gripped her ass tight, and pulled the two of them even closer together, getting in close so she could let their hips grind.

Dizzy wanted to feel this body. She wanted it all over her. She couldn't move until the bigger woman let her, anyway, so she might as well enjoy herself.

[DSX93]

Girlie didn't waste any time. She didn't fight. Didn't try to slip her way out. Raised no complaints. But who would have them anyway? She set lips, tongue, and teeth on everything, everywhere she could. The suddenly pesky cloth made it difficult to determine her skill, but the enthusiasm was crystal clear.

Enthusiasm and hunger. Full-body cravings that transcended her size and got a laugh from Elvira. "Greedy little thing!" But she liked that. There were no reservations. No doubts or other miscellaneous internal strife holding Dizzy back. She just went for it.

"I know, right?"

Elvira took a handful of the smaller woman's hair and gave it a good, guiding tug. Made a slight effort with their drastic size difference, being more a little display of power. Something measured to be in the realm of "hurts so good", and forcing Dizzy to look her right in those gemstone green eyes. Assets aside, she considered them her best features. Mesmerizing, pulling many a sailor under her Siren's spell over decades. "Luckily for you, I like greedy." Elvira would let go of her hair, but wouldn't move aside from turning around. No rush, with nothing done to keep Dizzy in place. Everything she needed was already right there.

Her hands gripped the ropes to either side of her, and she leaned forward, knees bent to get the two aligned just right for her to level her big, bootylicious rump at her crotch. Head turned, looking back at the Hentai newcomer with a challenging smirk. "But can you handle all of this?" She backed up, keeping Dizzy thoroughly trapped, and threw that thing in a circle. Put her back into it, jiggling to and fro in those tight pants.

Alix wouldn't be able to help but add a little something to this scene.

"♩Girl you working with some ass, yeah! You're bad, yeah!♩" Alix started dancing along to the

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FYqmQPklI_0

playing in her head, raising her hands up high and snapping her fingers in tune. "♩Make a Dizzy spend her cash, yeah! Her last, yeah! Hoes frown when you pass, yeah! They mad, yeah! You gon' ride in the Jag, yeah! Wit' dat ass!♩"

That tickled the Songbird, almost to the point of throwing off her rhythm, but she would adjust. Right into that of the song, making Alix's eyes flash with surprise. She knew Elvira to be more of a jazz type. But then again, with her being in sex work for as long as she has, having traveled as far and wide as she has, she could see her being in situations where she'd be asked to dance to a jam like that.

"♩You could wrestle or get down, yeah! Right now, yeah! Tryna make up some new lyrics, yeah! That are relevant!♩"

Oh, Elvira loves this girl.

Time to get back to it. She brought her hips forward, then threw them back into Dizzy's petite frame, crushing her into the corner with breathtaking force. Once. Pause. Long enough for her to catch a breath. Maybe.

"Oop!" Alix snapped back into referee mode, remaining relaxed. She's seen this woman in action and had her backing into her like that herself, so she trusted that she was keeping a good measure of how much she was putting into those thrusts. But Dizzy was a smaller girl. She knew that she liked the rougher treatment -- being ragdolled by a larger woman -- but kept a closer eye on her reactions regardless.

Twice. Pause. Thrice. Elvira was giving it to her hard, but it wasn't the relentless assault she was capable of.

[BlackAkuma]

Greedy? Oh, Dizzy wouldn’t call herself that. She had no qualms sharing. Hell, if anything, she could be extremely loving, and those who’d been with her in the precious few threesomes she’d had would attest to that. But she knew what she wanted, and she never felt ashamed of going after it. Right now, she wanted this woman all over her. Why fight it?

It seemed like the two of them were on the same page, a fact she was sure of when Elvira pulled her head up and forced her to look into her sparkling eyes. Green, of course, a perfect complement to her flaming hair, standing out like twin emeralds, shimmering and shining. Dizzy honestly never cared much about looking into her lover’s eyes, always thinking that was overrated fluffy stuff, but she would be lying if she said something was mesmerizing about Elvira’s pair. The way they drew her in, that gaze, glowing…

The spell was broken, her opponent turned around, and Dizzy mewled momentarily, wishing she had more time to explore Elvira’s canyon. That disappointment didn’t last, however, as she was given something far more delectable in return, as the redhead’s hips pressed against her lap and pinned her back against the corner.

It was exactly the sort of predicament Dizzy lived for. She couldn't have escaped if she wanted to - not that she would ever dream of that. Elivra had more than enough force to keep her pressed against the pads, and while the trap might have been soft and pleasing, there was no ignoring the force behind it. She threw her head back and moaned as the pleasure ran through her, not bothering to hide her arousal. How could it get better?

Music.

Dizzy didn’t recognize the song Alix was parodying, but at a guess, it was some 90’s track. She was fairly familiar with music from that time, mostly through her mother’s collection of R&B tracks. She made a mental note to ask about it later. For now, it was a fitting companion to the current situation, as Elvira proceeded to ‘back up’ with thrusts that knocked the wind out of Dizzy, leaving the tiny Italian to fall forward and drape across her back, stunned by both the pleasure and the pain.

One. Two. Three. Dizzy was gasping by the third, though the hungry glare and vulpine smile would tell Allie she was okay. She needed to do something, though - as much as she wanted to enjoy this woman’s body, she liked to make her opponents work for it. At least a little.

With Elvira’s hands on the ropes, her body was left wide open, where Dizzy saw her chance. She waited for the songstress to pull away once more, then scrambled forward, crawling over the bigger woman’s back like the little spider monkey she could be. She wrapped her thin legs around the bouncing beauty’s waist, slipped her arms under her shoulders and attempted to lock her fingers together for a full nelson, holding her tight - a move that would allow her some measure of control, while still allowing her to feel her foe’s body pressed against her, all she could ever ask for.

[DSX93]

Yep, she's okay. More than that, she was doing fantastic. Hurting good. And scheming. Oh, this girl was always scheming! Looking for angles, figuring the best times and places to put those lecherous hands, lips, and that tongue to use.

Elvira froze for just a second, maybe less. When she heard those gasps for air, she was expecting to hear her plopping into a seated position behind her. The follow-up would've been a no-brainer: Go across to the opposite corner, charge, and bring that dump truck around one more time to take her on a trip to Bootopia.

But it wasn't to be.

This reeked of Alix's trickery. That was something she did a lot back then, mostly before she was properly trained: When someone outmatched her, she'd just take it for a while. Let them work her over, maybe offer some token resistance. Then when their guard was let down, she'd make a move. Before she was trained, it was hit or miss. More of a hit with proper grapplers, ironically, but that was on them for letting their guards down so low. But after? She knew how to make that deadly.

No doubt she'd passed this along to Dizzy. A girl her size, as cute as she is, coupled with techniques that were made to bridge the gap with larger competitors? The way Alix talked about her, she had the potential to be just as lethal in the ring. She certainly knew what she was doing here, getting it locked in fast. And it wasn't a bad move to choose, especially on the ground.

But in the corner, after the time she just had? Well...

With a literal throwback, of her two-hundred and twenty pound frame to bring them back into the turnbuckle that was still behind them both, Elvira ground her hips as deeply into Dizzy's crotch as their clothing would allow, in a fine mixture of pleasure and crushing pain.

[BlackAkuma]

Mmh, god, all this hair. When Dizzy went for this move, she hadn't counted on it being so…voluminous, but now that she had it, Elvira’s strands were spilling all over the place, cascading down her back and sliding all over Dizzy’s clinging body. Even with the ponytail, it still covered no small amount of her body, and she was sorely tempted to let it all loose. A pity that her hands were busy at the moment.

Then again…

She still had a perfectly fine mouth to work with, didn’t she? As she locked in the hold, Dizzy lifted up and brought her lips to the woman’s scrunchie, nipped it between her front teeth, and tugged it away in single pull, letting her gorgeous locks flow free. ”Much better.” She whispered, her honeyed slithering their way into Elvira’s ear. ”I like my girls with their hair down, thank you.”

Bold of her, she knew, but Dizzy was never the sort to shy away from danger, as her current situation proved. She was doing well so far, she thought, having seized the advantage, and she intended to keep that advantage for as long as she could.

That turned out to be all of about two seconds, before Elvira proceed to ‘back her thang up’ in extremely violent fashion, ramming Dizzy into the corner and knocking all the wind out of her tiny body. That would’ve been bad enough, but then came the grinding, crushing her against the pads, pressing her with inviting flesh, testing her limits, both for endurance and eroticisim…

Yeah, she had to let the hold go. Her fingers unclasped with a moan, no longer able to keep it up, but that didn’t mean she was done with them. Instead, they slid their way to Elvira’s chest and found a pair of lovely breasts to grasp, to grope, to massage, pressing into the woman’s chest with her gentle, teasing fingers.

”Dannazione…” She muttered into the woman’s ear, as she continued to grind her into a pulp. ”Where have you been hiding all my life?”

[DSX93]

This was starting to feel familiar, reminding Elvira of a couple rookies she'd fooled around with back in the ECC. One of them was even here in LAW. Funny, that.

He wasn't much bigger than Dizzy, and was just as frisky. Had that same lack of apprehension at the size difference. He hadn't trained with Alix, but he too had his ways of making them equal. Good with his hands too, but he didn't have the advantage that Dizzy did: Simply being a woman, and thusly having a ready blueprint to work with. Inherent knowledge of the layout, and a better starting idea of how to go about the project. And little Belti here, Elvira could tell, has worked on many a project. The apple hadn't fallen as far is it would seem at first glance.

Elvira hummed her appreciation of Dizzy's dedication to this craft. "Not hiding, Hase." She said, adding a sprinkle of her native German. "Hase" is what she'd call the Dizzys. She had a lot of fun with those. There weren't many of them outside of the business. "Just waiting. This was going to happen eventually." If it were just the two of them alone, she would've let this play out. But not only did they have an audience, as light as the circumstances may be, Dizzy had also just taken liberties with her hair.

Even back in her days as a valet, people knew the rule: Unless you're in bed with her, you do not touch Elvira Velour's hair.

It was never a legitimate issue with her. Just something she came up with to add some more flavor to her character. But nonetheless, anybody who broke that rule would get walloped. In the UFCW days, this oftentimes meant a mean right hand. In sexfighting, it led to the birth of a few moves that elevated her brand.

Maybe she should use one of those here. But first things first...

Taking hold of one of Dizzy's wrists, Elvira stepped out of the corner and over to the center of the ring, turning to face her so she could take the next step. And the next. And the next. And the next. In a circle that she'd force Dizzy to follow, her tiny frame sucked in like an unfortunate victim into a tornado. Into one rotation. Two. Three. Until she'd literally been swept off her feet, helpless to resist.

German to English Translation

"Hase" -- "Bunny"

[BlackAkuma]

Hungry, voracious, eager, Dizzy’s willful hands sought out Elvira’s breasts and latched on with a magnetic touch, grabbing them like they were meant to be there all along. Maybe she even believed that, in some small way. While she wasn’t a religious person - no shit - she did believe in fate, and that certain things were simply meant to be.

This? This felt right. She had only known the redhead for a few minutes, tops, but she could already sense that something here was meant to be. The two of them fit together too well, shared the same vibes, and Elvira was everything she could’ve wanted in a woman. It was as if all her desires had taken on physical form.

Hase. Dizzy shivered at that word. She didn’t know it, but she had been in Germany enough to recognize the accent, and she loved the way Elvira spoke it. She loved every word that came out of this woman’s mouth. Just the tone of it, like she was weaving some spell through the air, taking over Dizzy’s mind with each syllable. She could’ve stayed like this, trapped in the corner, for hours. Or until her hips broke. Whichever came first.

Elvira, as it turned out, had other plans, and these plans involved pulling her out of the corner, leading her by the wrist. Dizzy followed on stumbling feet, though she managed to get her stability by the time they reached the center. That was where her opponent began to pick up speed and momentum, as she turned around and around and around, lifting Dizzy up off the canvas and forcing her to orbit around her heavenly body.

It was…different. Dizzy was used to being ragdolled, but she wished this ride would come to an end sooner rather than later. ”Uh…can we…get back to the smothering…please?”

[DSX93]

Fate.

Sonja believed in it too, at least to an extent. In her experience, fate was something that met you halfway: You couldn't just kick back and wait for it to happen to you. She'd always had to put herself in a position for something to happen. And whether she did that knowingly or not, things had a way of working out.

Like they were with Dizzy here. Since she'd asked so nicely, Elvira finally set her down, laying her flat on her back. She took a position standing right over her, feet to either side of her in just the right spot for what was about to happen next. In just the right spot for Dizzy to not have to move around at all to enjoy such a fine view, staring up directly at her ass. The redhead looked down at her and asked, with a dangerous grin crossing her lips, "So you know what happens to people who touch my hair, then?"

If Dizzy were ignorant of that, she'd learn exactly one second later, when Elvira split her legs and let her weight drop onto her chest. Not quite the Fall of Heaven; she'd jump into that. Nor was it a Heavenly Split. Not yet, at least...

[BlackAkuma]

”You have sex with them?”

Dizzy answered that question without missing a beat, as if she were reading from a cue card. Probably her overactive, horny mind working on overdrive, but she couldn't really be blamed. Not when she was lying, staring up at Elvira’s perfect peach, hovering above her like the world’s sexiest guillotine.

Her real guess was something more violent, and that was actually what happened, as Elvira proceeded to drop down and let all of her not-inconsiderable weight come down on Dizzy’s chest, pinning her with the curves she’d been pining for. It wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been, the redhead clearly wasn’t out to seriously hurt her, but it was enough to send the wind out of her chest and leave her wheezing.

Even still, she managed a few hoarse laughs, as she squirmed beneath her opponent and futily kicked her legs. ”I… regret nothing. Absolutely nothing.” She craned her head up just enough to place a quick kiss on Elvira’s cheeks. ”You got me, rossa. What comes next?”

[DSX93]

Dizzy's words didn't get through Elvira's head right away. She was going to bring it down no matter what she said, or even if she didn't have anything to say. They didn't register until she was already seated on the Italian's chest, and when they did, she let out a laugh that proved infectious, spreading to Dizzy and Alix both.

"What'd I tell ya?"

Elvira responded with a nod. "She's an incorrigible one, isn't she?"

And perhaps eager to serve...

"To answer your question, Hase..." Elvira shifted her position, bending her legs until she had her knees down on the mat, to either side of Dizzy, rising up just enough to slip her thumbs underneath the waistband of her yoga pants and slowly, slowly pull them down. Exposing the flesh inch by inch, marvelous cheeks that the skimpy thong she was wearing did nothing to contain. But nothing would come off: She stopped the moment her ass was completely exposed, hanging just in reach of Dizzy's eager lips before she slid further up her chest, until it hovered right over her face, mere inches away from engulfing it. "Next, I bury you. But..." She set a hand down on Dizzy's smooth stomach, then had it crawl on down by the fingertips. Down to her shorts, hooking a thumb inside but doing nothing more, teasing at what might come.

"I might make it fun for you if you make a good case for it."

With the gauntlet laid down, Elvira waited. With baited breath.