Ashley “Ash” Raguel vs. Sabine Von Hammer - No Place Like Home

[BlackAkuma]

Sex and violence might have been intrinsically linked, but that didn’t mean switching from one to the other was a simple task, at least in Sabine’s experience. One of the most difficult tasks as a dominatrix was not losing yourself in the moment, liking your job so much that you forgot the service you were providing and found yourself consumed in the role.

Coming down from a high and immediately going into fight mode was difficult, but it was a skill she had worked hard to master, and these were the results, despite feeling the fantastic effects of an explosive orgasm. She locked tight, clamped around his body, and exerted a good deal of pressure, looking to squeeze the life out of him.

And it worked, at least well enough to get some genuine panic out of him, putting him on the defensive. Punches came out, shooting into her side, and while they lacked focus, there was some real bite to them . Sh wound up taking a shot to the ribs, one more than she would’ve liked. Time to change things up a little.

Instead of staying in this position, Sabine decided a transition was in order. She unfurled her legs, planted her feet, and stood up, keeping his head trapped all the way. As soon as they were vertical, she abruptly let go of the hold, whipped around to his backside, caught him by the waist, and proceeded to lift him up, over, and down on his back, attempting to hammer him with a German Suplex.

Delivered by a German.

In the middle of Germany.

She wondered if he would get the joke.

[AshAllen]

His hits weren’t accurate. He’d land the bullseye maybe once or twice but that seemed to be enough to make Sabine change her tactics and switch up from the guillotine choke. Said choke that caused him to act a little out of desperation to escape as the orgasm from earlier still had its effects in play. Combine that with a tight choke around your neck and Ash was sure he would have went limp in her arms and be at her mercy as her new toy until waking up.

Thankfully the pressure was relieved but she wasn’t done. Not even close as he felt his elf be pulled up with her. Now standing up and feeling her snake around him, he felt her arms around his waist. Followed up by being lifted into the air and then hitting the back of his head and nape on the mat. “Agh!” He cried out from the impact.

[BlackAkuma]

Maybe he didn’t get the joke, maybe he didn’t. It was hard to say. What Sabine could say, however was that the crowd got it, as they gave her a rousing round of rowdy applause as she brought Ash crashing into the canvas.

And she wasn’t done.

Instead of releasing him right away, she kept hold of him, rolled through after the impact, and stood once more with his waist still in her clutches. She planted her feet, pulled him up once more, and went for another German Suplex, but even that wouldn’t be the end of his suffering, as she rolled through with that and stood a[gain.

For a third, final time, she went for a thunderous German Suplex, looking to top off the trifecta and complete her signature move: Drei Freunde.

[AshAllen]

And if being suplexed once wasn’t enough, Sabine saw fit to slam him the same way for a second time. Hitting him in the same spot as last time. “AGH!” He cried out, much louder this time than the last as he felt another set up happening. Which was correct as Sabine stood the both of them up and prepared for another German suplex that jolted him to be alert.

This was getting old real quick so he decided to throw a monkey wrench in the works. And by ‘monkey wrench’, it was him reaching back. Hands grabbing at her head and pulling it forward just enough so her neck was over his shoulder before he suddenly dropped down.

Retaliating with a neck breaker from out of nowhere!

[BlackAkuma]

A tad theatrical, perhaps too showy, but what could Sabine say? She wasn’t above having a little fun during her matches, especially in front of a home crowd that was willing to lap it all up. It had been a good while since she pulled this particular move out of her bag, and it would be effective when it landed.

Or, rather, ‘if’.

As Sabine hauled Ashley up for the final slam, she felt a shift in the weight, a sure sign that he had something up his sleeve, and she learned what that was when he shifted about, seized her neck, and brought her down hard. The impact ran through her skull and put an end to her streak, leaving her to roll about on the floor as she rubbed the back of her head.

[AshAllen]

A loud impact sounded when Ash dropped to deliver that brutal pain to Sabine’s head. A bounce off the mat and letting go to let the Dominatrix reel and feel the pain he inflicted on her. No more German suplexes from her for now. Though he had his own variant, which gave him an idea. So with a playful yet miscue grin, he walked over to Sabine and pulled her up to her feet and snakes behind her.

Oh the crowd was gonna love this next one.

Suddenly he grabbed a hold of her bare chest from behind. Fingers sinking into her mounds. Gripping tightly for good measure before he started lifting her up just like she did with him. And the next thing was crashing her head onto the mat. Pain and humiliation were a great combo.

Especially since the audience loved how he just used the BOOBPLEX.

[BlackAkuma]

Clever boy. Sabine was impressed, though you would be forgiven for not being able to tell so at the moment, as she writhed on the canvas and gripped her neck. It wasn’t the damage of the move itself that was leaving her stunned - though that was impressive - but the way he’d executed, doing so in a way that caught her off guard and left her stunned.

And speaking being stunned…

While Sabine was no stranger to having her breasts groped - among other things - even she was taken aback when she felt Ashley’s hands grip at her chest, securing a tight grip. She yelped as she was hauled off the canvas by them, brought over, and sent crashing down on her up her shoulder, her body folded from the impact and her brain scrambled.

Luckily, she still had enough sense to realize she needed to make space, and she did so by rolling out of the ropes and making her way to the outside of the ring, where she stumbled about for a moment to gather her composure.

[AshAllen]

Ash smirked as he felt the impact of her body crashing onto the canvas. Giving her breasts one last good gripe before releasing and getting back up to his feet to deal with her folded up position. But by the time he got to his feet and turned around, she was outside the ring. He quickly went after his recuperating opponent. Stepping out of the ring and hopping down the apron and approaching her from behind.

That’s when he struck.

Grabbing onto her shoulders and turning her around before latching his lips onto hers, then he pushed her up against the ring apron. Catching her in a kiss to take her off Gaurd and for added measure, he wrapped his arms around her. One hand latched onto the back of her head and holding it there while the other slipped into her pants again to tease her entrance for a quick tease.

Hearing how the ref was already counting, he used his free hand and delivered a gut punch. And then another. And then another. Feeling she was softened up enough he broke the kiss, taking his hands back and putting her on the apron. Pushing her back into the ring as he climbed up as the ref was approaching on “7.”

[BlackAkuma]

It was important to know when to advance and when to retreat in combat, and it didn’t take much of a genius to figure out that Sabine’s current position called for the latter, as Ashley’s unconventional attack thoroughly rocked her. The sheer shock of it had taken a toll on her, and while she wasn’t particularly insulted by the tactic - she might have used it herself, if the role was reversed - she would be lying if she said she didn't relish the chance to pay him back in some fashion.

Later. For now, she just needed to survive, and gathering herself on the outside of the ring made sense in that regard. Of course, Ashley wasn’t about to let her do so without complaint and came after her, but his idea of offense wasn’t quite what she was expecting.

A kiss. A searing, sinful, sensual kiss, as she was pressed into the ring. Though they’d progressed past the point where intimacy could win the match, she wasn’t opposed to this carnal touch, and she welcomed it at first, before he began to deliver stiff, piercing shots into her stomach, knocking more wind out of her with every blow. By the time she was rolled back into the ring, she was coughing and wheezing, and all she could do was sluggishly push up to her feet as Ashley came after her.

[AshAllen]

On her heels, and maybe on her ass soon enough, Ash stepped between the ropes and back into the ring and walked towards Sabine. Rolling his shoulders a little to loosen them as he thought of another idea to put her through. Grabbing her arm to pull her up faster, he wasted no time and set up one of his signatures: Gambal Striker.

Using her arm to spin her around to build momentum and whipping her to the ropes on the opposite side of the ring, he waited for her to rebound. When she was close, he’d grab her arm and slam her down onto the mat with a hard judo throw.