The Education of Desdemona Belti - Part 6: Hajna Horvath

[BlackAkuma]

Match Type: Hunt or Be Hunted
Victory Conditions: Wrestlers are placed inside a location, which will lock behind them when they both enter. To win, Wrestler A must get the passcode from Wrestler B before the sun rises and successfully escape. If Wrestle A fails before the sun rise, Wrestle B wins. If wrestler A submits to wrestler B, wrestler B is allowed to capture wrestler A into a dungeon located on the premises for the remainder of the night

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When Dizzy started doing these After Dark matches, a big part of the appeal was getting to wrestle in unorthodox places. Nothing wrong with being inside of a ring, of course - she could have a lot of fun in a ring - but the cool thing about wrestling, at least for her, was the way you could mix it up in so many ways. LAW was good about putting their wrestlers into wild locations and giving them unorthodox rules, and the whole After Dark experiment had already showcased some crazy matches. It was a niche thing, but successful, and it kept the audience guessing. Dizzy loved to see it.

That being said, she had to say, of all the places she could’ve wound up for a wild sex match, a Shinto shrine straight out of a Japanese horror flick wasn’t one of them.

Welcome.

She made her way to the Hanabusa Inari Shrine just as night was falling, arriving a little earlier than she’d expected to, thanks to some good luck in traffic, and she found herself staring up at the seemingly ancient shrine from the bottom of the steps, unsure of what to make of the place. From what she’d been told, it was an abandoned shrine that LAW had spruced up for future use, nestled in the outskirts of Tokyo, hidden well within the thick forest. She didn’t know exactly why the place was shut down, but if she had to guess? Because the place was downright creepy.

Surrounded by gnarled trees, the moon’s light could only peek in through the branches, giving off just enough light to fill the place with unwelcoming shadows. It was quiet, too quiet - Dizzy had heard all sorts of crickets and birds on her walk towards this place, but now that she was close, all of that had abruptly stopped, giving her nothing but the whistling wind for company.

And she had the distinct impression she was being watched…

Inside, she wanted to be inside, now. She hurried up the steps with her hands shoved deep into her pockets, fighting the oncoming cold as she approached. She quickly slid her way inside, closed the door behind her, and found that the inside of the place wasn’t much better than the outside. Oddly spacious, the hall before her seemed to stretch into the darkness, with only the occasional lamp on the wall to light the way through the gloom, its flames flickering with fading light. Crumbling statues stood in silent vigil on both sides of the hall, so cracked and gnarled that she could scarcely tell what they were supposed to be anymore, and the wooden floor creaked with every step she took.

In other words, it was about the weirdest place imaginable for a raunchy sex fight, but fuck it, Dizzy would try anything once. She took off her coat, tossed it aside, and looked about the place as she waited for her opponent to arrive, curious to hear what she could have to say about this place when she did.

Dizzy is ready

[Jaystar]

When Hajna had been informed of getting a match against a Young Lioness, she had been ecstatic. Frankly, that kind of matches were a big reason behind her draw towards LAW in the first place. Innocent, plucky, brave girls aspiring for a spot on the main roster, ready to engage in battles despite their inherent disadvantages, determined to prove their worth inside the ring... What more could have she asked for? Those were the perfect victims - or rather, perfect prey to take down, torment and devour, if you asked the Hungarian redhead.

Still, sometimes things got even better yet. As it turned out, the hunting grounds for the Huntress from Puszta weren't limited to simply the LAW arena, or the ring in the middle of it. No, as was the case tonight, they could cover much broader areas. Like this abandoned Shinto shrine on the outskirts of Tokyo, by the foothills of the Japanese Alps, surrounded by a thick forest... Again, what more could she have even have asked for?

The only downside was that it was actually really dark in here. Like, even for Hajna, it was a tiny bit difficult to see her surroundings. She would have loved more light - or at least candlelight. There was some of that lighting up the walls of the hallway in front of her, the redhead observing the shrine from a dedicated throne at the deepest end of it, but it wasn't still quite as much as the Huntress would have preferred her hunting grounds to feature.

Still, she wasn't about to miss the profile of a creature appearing against the dim light on the entrance.

Of course, that creature was always going to be her opponent. Desdemona Belti. Young, cute rookie with a hot body... But one that did not match Hajna's own in any shape or form. Simply delicious prey indeed. Hajna was almost becoming wet simply from the thought of her, especially as she had decided to already dress up in her lingerie.

Hajna Horvath - The Huntress of Puszta

Sure, one could have accused Hajna for perhaps a little bit of overconfidence, or arrogance towards her opponent for choosing to wear the lingerie attire right from the start. Technically, any potentially lewder elements were reserved to the latter stages of the night... But to the Hungarian, this appeared a very low-risk scenario. Besides, she had been told it was being made for the sub-brand After Dark, which was only suggestive for elements of a nature not suitable for minors being very much approved of. No matter how young and innocent her opponent was going to turn out to be.

What her opponent did not seem to lack though were open-mindedness and bravery. Despite the gloomy, treacherous scene before her, Dizzy wasted no time with closing the door behind her either. It seemed that she was ready for this - and ready to take the creaking steps further into the darkness. Darkness, at the end of which Hajna's form was always going to get eventually illuminated for her...

...But not before the Huntress would already reveal her presence. For that, she didn't need to move at all though. She had already observed Dizzy casting off her coat, and revealing her bare, delicious midsection as a prime target to start working with. And when Hajna was still readily equipped with her bow, and (fake, rubber) arrows, she wasn't going to let the opportunity to slip.

Drawing her arrow, Hajna was having Dizzy's navel as her target... And as she fired it away, the redhead was dying to see how the little Italian would be reacting to getting her midsection technically already slaughtered - or well, she would have gotten if this was a real hunt anyway.

[BlackAkuma]

Damn, it was dark in here.

And smelly.

And a little musky.

But mostly the first thing, that was what Dizzy worried about. While this wasn’t exactly what she would call prime real estate for sex, she had slept in all manner of places, all over the world, and she’d learned to operate fine just about anywhere that her paramours would want to take it. This wasn’t even the first time she’d be doing it in a place of worship, though that church in Copenhagen at least had soft floors and good lighting, and-

What was that?

Dizzy had started to fumble with her phone, searching for the flashlight app, when her adjusting eyes caught sight of something moving in the darkness, something flying out of gloom. She snapped her head towards it, far too late, as it came flying out of the gloom and struck her in the stomach, dead center.

”Fuck!” Whatever-it-was slammed into her stomach like a punch, more than enough force to fold her in half and leave her gasping. Dizzy collapsed to her knees and clutched her stomach as she looked over to find the arrow laying nearby. An arrow. Confused, she reached over, picked it up, and thumbed the tip with a cautious thumb…rubber. Someone had shot her with a rubber arrow. That was a new one.

”You, you stupid-” Still on her knees, she threw the arrow away and scrambled with her phone, lighting it up and pointing it to where she assumed her opponent would be. ”Cagna, are you nuts, are you seriously out of your…your…”

Dizzy lost her words when she got a full look at her opponent and her brain properly processed all that she was seeing, her horniness overriding her anger in an instant. Hajna was, to put it in the mildest way, a blazing hot inferno of a woman, and she wasn’t just saying that because of the long, fiery red hair. A large, voluptuous body, endless curves, those hips, those lips, those eyes, oh god, those eyes.

The things she could do once she got her hands on a body like that. The things a body like that could do to her…

Suddenly, the opening made a little more sense. This was all a game. Hajna was the predator, she was the prey, and what does the prey do?

Run.

Dizzy chewed on her lip for a moment, then pushed up to her feet and dashed away from Hajna, breaking her line of sight and making her way into the nearby hall. This area was better lit the one they’d started out in, with some moonlight slipping through the holes in the ceiling, but there was a room at the end, twenty or so feet off. If she could just get there, then maybe…

[Jaystar]

It was moments like these when Hajna even amazed herself with her hunting - or rather, arrow shooting prowess at times. Despite the inherent darkness making things difficult, she was able to deduce how Dizzy's form must had been against the fading light, and knew exactly to which direction shoot her (rubber) arrow. And based on what she herard, it had been a resounding success.

The "Fuck!" wasn't yet the part that deceived it. That could have been a simple realization for being in danger, or on the line of fire. No, it were the marked gasps, and the sound of her knees hitting the creaking wooden floor that told the story of the arrow having met its mark.

The reaction that followed was a more hilarious one though. "You stupid?" "Are you nuts?"

Nah. This girl hadn't seen any real dangers in her life yet.

But it was hilarious though. Hajna couldn't help having a wide smile getting raised on her lips, as she adjusted her position on the throne to a bit more comfortable one. Her bosom pushed out just a little bit more, her thick thighs opening invitingly a bit towards her young challenger, almost as if goading her in to come closer...

She certainly wanted to see Dizzy even better. And she certainly still had a couple of arrows to spare.

For a moment, Hajna was sure that her plan was going to work. Until suddenly, Dizzy turned around and started running.

Perhaps she wasn't as clueless as Hajna had thought. In any case, it was still worth trying to quickly shoot another arrow towards the fleeing girl's bare back.

"In a hurry, so soon? You can run, but you can't hide..." the Huntress from Puszta declared in a sly tone towards the fleeing girl's back... And admittedly a tad disappointed that the young Italian hadn't dared to come any closer. Now it looked like she actually had to already leave the comfort of her throne - and get her hunt on the move.

Of course, there were only so many places where Dizzy could have gone. This was still just a simple shrine, with not many rooms or hallways to roam... And having seen which way Dizzy had turned, Hajna knew exactly where she was going to be.

Taking majestic steps across the hallway, and past the tatami-surfaced area reserved for some more serious wrestling action, the redhead was already drawing her arrow when she turned around the corner. She wasn't in a hurry to shoot it though, before fully locating the young Italian's presence, and hopefully, seeing her having gotten herself cornered. "Why don't you just surrender, dear? I have already turned you into my own little candlelight dinner..." the Huntress almost purred now, before trying to finally shoot her third arrow towards Dizzy's chest!

[BlackAkuma]

Dizzy’s mother and her occasional sparring partner/BFF/potentianl girlfriend Alicia Soto had prepared Dizzy for a lot of things in wrestling. She did drills all the time, studied the fundamentals of wrestling, had a strong grasp of the core essentials of the sport, knew how best to work with and had a solid foundation for which to build her career on. She wasn’t perfect, far from it, but she was better than most. She could reverse a hurricanrana, counter a DDT, escape a powerbomb, all with relative ease.

But they hadn't trained her on what to do when someone was firing arrows at you. That, she was going to have to learn on the fly, and so far she only had one answer: Run.

It was kind of a shame, too. She had only been able to look at Hajna for a few seconds, but oh, those had been blissful seconds. The woman was stacked, she could tell that much, and she relished the idea of getting up close and personal with a body like that, feeling her, touching her, kissing her - or, better yet, having all those things done to her. The only thing was, she wanted to do all those things without potential getting shot with an arrow, even a rubber one. It wasn’t nearly as painful as the real thing would’ve been, but it wasn’t precisely a Nerf dart, either. It had hurt, seriously, and as long as Hajna was loosing them, she would be heading in the opposite direction.

As if to drill the point home, another arrow flew past her hear, coming so close that she could feel the air on her ear as it passed. She yelped, fell to her knees, then quickly scrambled back up again, only losing a little speed before she was at full tilt. This was one of those rare times where being small worked out well for her in a fight - she was a tiny, quick target, difficult to hit.

”I can do both, trust me!” She called back to Hajna as she moved on, trying her best not to let the woman’s accent drive her in. Hungarian? Sounded like it. She’d stopped there a couple times with her Mom on tour.

Dizzy turned the corner and immediately leaped back when she found herself staring at a horde of dark spectres, peering back at her in the darkness. Statues. She realized what they were after a few fevered heartbeats. Rows of them, lined up, still and silent soldiers that had long since lost their arms and hands and feet, destroyed by the withered hand of time. From what she could guess, whoever had owned this place had put all of them here, using it like a storage room. Didn’t explain why he had to set them up so creepily, though.

Most importantly, though, it was a dead end, with the only way out behind her, an exit that now had a busty, beautiful, dangerous huntress standing in front of it. She slipped into character and backed away with a quivering lip, looking every bit like the scared, whimpering waif she was supposed to be. ”Please, don’t-”

Dizzy threw herself to the side as another arrow flew, this one zipping past her back as she dove. Knowing she needed to make space, she ducked low and slipped into the shadows, trying to make her way to hide behind one of the larger statue in the back of the room, taking cover behind it and hoping for the best.

[Jaystar]

Hajna thought that it would be a very simple quest to find, kill, and conquer Dizzy. On paper, in the plan layout, it should have been. There was only one room for the young Italian to hide in, and it was a dead end.

Now that Hajna entered it though, she realized that there was a certain variable that she hadn't picked upon before - perhaps due to the darkness. There were a considerable number of statues, as if presenting some kind of soldiers, filling up space in the side hall. And even if they were mostly quite conveniently confined to lining up the walls, leaving most of the space empty in the middle, there were still a couple of rows and space behind and between them to hide and slip into, especially if you were as nimble as the Young Lioness assigned to be her prey tonight was.

The Huntress didn't fully comprehend that though before she had already shot her final arrow. Dizzy had been clever to present herself as such a delicious target, a helpless prey pleading for mercy, that she couldn't resist shooting it... And now it had simply hitten a silent soldier, left standing unphased. Darn.

This turn of events was certainly irritating.

Besides, hunting Dizzy had already turned out to not be the easiest thing to do anyway. She wasn't big game. Rather a rabbit that hopped randomly in every direction out of harms way - yet still always remained fully in the spotlight, unable to decide in which way to escape it. Or that's what she would have been, without these freaking statues.

Who put such statues in a shrine anyway? Come on. A sacred place shouldn't have been rendered into a storage space.

Not that it should have been necessarily rendered into a hunting ground for x-rated wrestling either. But that wasn't particularly a problem for Hajna.

What was a problem for her was that Dizzy had indeed disapepared from her view. And the redhead wasn't particularly keen on trying to go chasing her amidst the statues. "Come on, don't go hiding... You're a small girl, you don't want to have me pushing one of these heavy fellas tipping over on top of you..."

Perhaps scaring her might drive her out of her rabbit hole? Truthfully, even the Huntress from Puszta wasn't really keen on breaking any of the statues lining up the edges of the room. But she had every reason to let Dizzy believe so... And that's why, she aimed to push one slightly smaller statue next to the one that she believed the young Italian to be hiding behind just a bit, hoping to cause it to rock seemingly dangerously close to her... Even if it probably wasn't any easy feat to achieve.

[BlackAkuma]

Dizzy had to say, when she started wrestling and decided to make it her profession, she didn't imagine that would include her hiding behind dustold statues in a temple while a smoking hot Hungarian vampiress hunted her with fake arrows. Pro Wrestling In 2025 was something else.

But she wasn't complaining too much about it. After all, she’d gotten into wrestling and these After Dark matches in particular so she could get a little excitement in her life, and she was damned surgetting that. Her heart threatened to beat out of her chest as she hid in the shadows, thankful again that her tinyness made that easier than it would have been for most.

Footsteps. Close. The creaking wooden floor whined with every step that Hajna took, and a quick peek out from behind the statue saw her foe approaching, her fine figure etched in the darkness.

Right away, Dizzy was presented with a couple of options. It seemed like she was out of arrows, so she didn't have to worry about that any more, but she was still dealing with a larger and almost certainly more experienced opponent. Taking her head on wasn’t the best idea, but she couldn't stay in the shadows forever…

Hajna made the decision for her when she threatened to tip over the statues and even started to do it, making one nearby start to wobble. It was close, too close, so Dizzy made the call: she was going on the attack.

Stay low, weaving through the darkness, she made her way to Hajna’s flanks, coming up behind her. As soon as she close enough, she leaped up onto the woman’s back, wrapped her arms around her throat, and tried to clamp on a tight sleeperhold, hoping the element of surprise would make up for the long list of other things she was lacking.

[Jaystar]

Damn. This storage room really sucked.

Not only was it dark, supposedly empty, and utterly boring, it was also filled with these stupid statues. Which, quite frankly, weren't even all that fancy. Big, heavy, and dangerous when tripped over, sure, but also annoyingly convenient to hide behind of. Hajna couldn't really think of a single reason why she would have wanted to stay here any longer than she had to.

Heck, even the wrestling ring - albeit a rather original-looking one - she had passed while making her way to the side hall felt like much more of an intriguing place to be in with Dizzy, even if hunting inside one tended to be much more physically laborous than when just letting your prey run for their lives. But of course, potentially much more enjoyable too... Not to mention all the places that the shrine was hiding where Hajna was really planning to take the young Italian to tonight.

The Hungarian did even spend a moment to consider the absurdity of her actions. After all, it was young Dizzy's task to extract a passcode from the redhead - regardless of how ridiculous that prospect even was - before dawn, and hiding behind statues wasn't going to get her any closer to that achievement... But then again, the Huntress of Puszta was also very much looking forward to having fun tonight, and this did not fit the criteria.

So, time to give a little shove to the statue it was.

Based on what Hajna could hear, it worked instantly. Dizzy was on the move - she just couldn't see where.

What happened next was a complete surprise though. Instead of being the one hunted, the young Italian shifted her mode to attack.

Dizzy jumping onto her back and swiftly applying a tight sleeperhold had certainly not been on Hajna's cards. In fact, it got her even to stumble forward a little, with her chest ending up getting stopped only by the statue in front of her. It was admittedly pretty clever... And a position that Hajna Horvath couldn't accept being put in for any longer than necessary!

The redhead needed to act fast. Thus, she simply aimed to turn quickly around... And drive Dizzy's body riding her back into the stone statue instead, hoping to smack the young Italian's side hard against it! Hopefully, that would get her to abandon the sleeperhold... And to allow Hajna to take firm hold of the Italian's wrist instead, deliver a quick knee strike into her belly, and drag her towards the wrestling ring to deliver a proper lesson to the adventurous Young Lioness.

[BlackAkuma]

So, what was the plan?

Step 1: Surprise Hajna and get her into a sleeperhold.
Step 2: ???
Step 3: Win.

Admittedly, she might’ve been skimping on a few steps there, but long-term thinking was never her strongest suit, especially when it came to beautiful redheads. It seemed like a good enough start, at least. She was dealing with a bigger, stronger, faster opponent, so she needed to make the most of what few opportunities came her way.

To be fair, it seemed to work for a few seconds, as she clearly took Hajna off guard with the move and clamped on tight, crushing her throat - no, upper body strength was not her thing, but you ultimately didn’t need much power to get good results when you were going after the neck. Just a little longer, and maybe, just maybe…

Nope. All those hopes went to pot the moment Hajna spun about and roughly slammed her against the nearest statue, hammering her body into the unflinching stone. The blow stunned her, left her limp and lifeless, easy prey for the Huntress.

She whipped about before she could hope to regain her senses and was given a stiff knee to the stomach for her troubles, knocking the air clean out of her and leaving her breathless, so much so that she could scarcely fight back as her opponent dragged her back to the ring, feebly struggling along the way. ”Let…let go…” She squirmed and tried to pry at the grip, but it was all too clear that wasn’t going to get her anywhere productive.

[Jaystar]

"Let go? Now, where would you go, dear?"

The annoyance that had already visited Hajna's mind was now leaving it as soon as it had arrived, based on the Hungarian's condescending yet amused tone at least, as the redhead was dragging her young prey towards the ring. Sure, it had been too easy, or almost too easy to get the youngling breathless and stunned - yet, this was certainly going to be only the beginning. Dizzy was going to need to take a lot more than this...

It was also almost too easy to simply drag the Italian behind her. The Young Lioness was certainly lightweight for a wrestler - as, funnily, Young Lionesses often tended for some reason to be - and it did not really take almost any strength at all to keep her slender body moving. Yes, she was somewhat annoyingly trying to pry Hajna's grip free... But it was obvious that her efforts were a nuisance at best.

Besides, Hajna had already reached the ring by now.

"Get up, I've got something to show you." the Huntress of Puszta began as she pulled Dizzy's arm up firmly to get her on her feet. Then, the redhead pointed at the rudimentary ring occupying the entrance area of the shrine. "See, this is the ring. This is where you should be going. Not there in a storage room... Those aren't for battles. Now, I know you're inexperienced, but can you at least remember this in the future?" the redhead went on a lecturing taunt, clearly aimed only to humiliate the Young Lioness. But if that was a mental pain, Hajna was having some other kind of pain in store for her too... "Now, let's get in to it."

However, if Dizzy was thinking that Hajna would just let her step into the ring, she would have been sorely mistaken. Instead, the redhead turned her body around to face her... Before delivering a similar knee strike to her belly as she had done moments before. As Dizzy bent forward, it was easy for the Hungarian to shove her head between her thick thighs... And then lift the young Italian's lightweight body up onto her shoulders, and throw and slam her into the ring across the ropes with a mighty Powerbomb!