Nayla Ameera vs. Mitzi Roth - Belly-Punching Galore

[PrinceArjuna332]

Right after she was knocked down to the mat by Mitzi's lariat, Nayla then took a splash from her, adding more damage to her ravaged belly. "OUGHHH!!" Her eyes widened as she took Mitzi's weight on top of her, aggravating the damage that she had taken. Nayla wheezed and gasped underneath Mitzi before she was lifted up by her. Too hurt to even fight back, the Lebanese couldn't stop her opponent from doing that before she was brought down onto her opponent's knees, struck with a gutbuster!

"BUUGHH!!!"

Nayla flopped onto the mat like a beached fish, coughing and tearing up. She looked so pitiful down there, with her abs marred with bruises. Then, Mitzi went for the pin, and from the look of it, Nayla might not be able to break it.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"THR-!"

However, Nayla lifted her shoulder off the mat, breaking the pin. Perhaps she was doing it unconsciously, but due to this, it had been made clear that the match wasn't over yet.

[Fairy Dragon]

Mitzi was flattening Nayla with her drop and gutbuster, grinding what remained of the fighter into dust that she could finish off. She pulled Nayla into a pin to wrap things up after seeing the woman's eyes go wide like pancakes as her abs gave up more and more. After a beating like that it should've been the end, but it wasn't. Mitzi found Nayla forcing her hand up despite the pain, breaking the pin just short of a 3 count. Victory should've been inevitable at that point, but Mitzi did feel a slight unease at it not doing the job already. She had seen a 100 comebacks in her underground fighting days and she refused to be one of them, no matter how low the chance.

"That's what I get for treating you lightly. I forgot you're not some jobber." Mitzi said grabbing Nayla's head and trying to pull her up again before she could recover, instead of slamming her again she'd lift Nayla up and try to squeeze her in a bear hug, putting her right to use to try and force the fight out of Nayla's battered midsection.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Despite breaking the pin, Nayla was in no shape to pick herself up on her own. As she struggled to breathe, she was yanked up by Mitzi, who held her by her head to pull her back up. Before Nayla could do anything, she was put into a bearhug, and when she felt the squeeze from her opponent's arms, the Lebanese let out a pained cry as she threw her head back.

"AAGHHHHH!!! NNGGHHHHHH!!!"

She struggled in the bearhug, but due to her weakened state, there wasn't much she could do. Tears rolled down her cheeks and drool dripped down her chin, and despite her best effort, Nayla remained in Mitzi's grasp, and all she could do was futilely try to pull herself out of her grasp.

[Fairy Dragon]

Mitzi didn't give Nayla the chance to get up or recover, she had the advantage and the only thing she could do at this point was not lose it. She had Nayla in her arms and up for a bear hug before the woman had even a chance to breathe, and wasn't going to let go until she knew what to do next. As the muscles tightened around Nayla's weakened body she felt the fighter scream and try to push herself out. By herself she wasn't making much progress but she wasn't giving up either and that was doing some damage to Mitzi's efforts as time started to make her bear hug less tight, which meant she risked Nayla escaping and she knew it.

Growing impatient with her lack of progress and frustrated by Nayla's refusal to submit Mitzi finally let the bear hug go, dropping Nayla back to her feet and pushing her towards the ropes. From there she would stand ready for her to bounce back and let Mitzi run in and launch a knee back into her gut when she came in, stopping her run dead in it's tracks and keeping the attack focused on her weakest area.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Nayla was unable to break free from Mitzi's hold, even after she loosened it, probably due to her losing her strength. Soon enough, Mitzi let go of her, but Nayla was too weakened to do much, which allowed the other woman to continue with her momentum, this time running towards the ropes to rebound from them, picking up her speed. Nayla struggled to remain on her feet, wheezing, and when Mitzi returned back to her, she tried to move away, but her body refused to listen to her demand, and she was struck by a knee attack to her belly!

"GOUGHHHH!!!"

Nayla's eyes grew wide as she took the nasty hit. She fell down to the mat, coughing and wheezing as she held her stomach. Tears rolled freely down her face as she gasped for air. Things didn't look too well for the Lebanese, and there wasn't much she could do here to protect herself from whatever Mitzi might do next.

[Fairy Dragon]

The knee connected and brought Nayla to her knees, crying and holding her stomach as she experienced more pain than she was ready for. Mitzi had to admit that she wasn't sure how she could even think of staying in this match, even whens he was seemingly beat before she kept her mouth shut out of pride even when Mitzi followed through and delivered more pain. Pride was something that came in short supply where she used to work, being stubborn wasn't worth a broken nose or arm that would increase your medical bills. If the roles were reversed and Mitzi was getting beaten like this by Nayla she'd already give up to live to fight another day. But it did seem to bring some of the fans to her corner still, trying to support Nayla's defiance even as it continued to lead to a beating. By now the number of fans in attendance who thought poor Nayla could win this match was reaching close to zero but they still supported her spunk. Maybe that was what helped Nayla keep going, Mitzi wasn't sure. But she was sure that she could crush it for good if she kept pushing hard enough. She grabbed Nayla's waist and pulled her to her feet, then grab her side and hold her up in the air so she could drop her down on her knee.

"If you think I'll take it easy on your because I'm winning you're wrong. I'll keep going as hard as necessary to beat you, even if I have to give it my all!" Nayla said standing over the Lebanese fighter and jumping in the air to do a slight banzai drop onto Nayla's stomach! After that Mitzi would grab Nayla's arms and place them above her head before moving over and sitting down on them putting her entire weight on them to keep them still. Finally she'd grab Naya's legs and fold them under the trapped fighter so she'd have a hard time getting them up or making use of them. With nothing in her way Mitzi returned her attention to Nayla's belly, throwing down hard bomb like punches to the poor woman's stomach, pushing her rfist down as far as it would go with a combo of lefts and rights to keep torturing Nayla until her spirit broke!

[PrinceArjuna332]

Nayla was unable to stop Mitzi from continuing with her onslaught, offering no resistance as the other woman set her up for another move. "GUHHH!!" Air was expelled out of her lungs when she took her opponent's whole weight onto her stomach, and she continued taking more beatdowns from her opponent. At this point, it was clear now that she was no match against Mitzi, and even those who were cheering for the Lebanese had started to wind down, knowing that cheering for a clearly losing fighter was no longer worth it.

"P-please... m-mercy... b-bughhh!" Nayla begged, tears dripping down her face. She had no idea how long she had to take the beatings from Mitzi, but she had a feeling that there would be more to come even if she submitted to her.

[Fairy Dragon]

As the punches kept coming the members in the crowd still supporting Nayla finally deflated when the Lebanese fighter started to beg Mitzi for mercy once more. Her renewed defiance seemed to be the start of a second chance but Mitzi's relentless attacks had slowly chipped away at that hope and now that Nayla had given in again it was unlikely she would defy Mitzi a second time. Mitzi stopped her attack to take a second to look at Nayla in her current state, her body was a mess her belly covered in bruises and lacking the tight power that they had at the start of the match, but even her muscles seemed slack all around, making Nayla almost seem smaller than she did when the fight started. Her face no longer had it's aura of confidence, her hair was a mess and her face was wet with tears, her cheeks red from exhaustion and her crying. It was a breathtaking sight for anyone who enjoyed seeing such a powerful foe so beaten down. Mitzi just smirked and tapped her chin as if contemplating her words.

"You want mercy? I suppose someone like you does deserve a chance to get off easy. It's no fun torturing someone." Mitzi said making it look like she was considering freeing Nayla from her situation. Mitzi's hand ran down to Nayla's beaten stomach and stroked it. "I mean clearly I've proven myself and this body can't really take much more so maybe I should let you do what I say and stop the punching...isn't that right?" Mitzi continued to say, looking Nayla in the eyes as she considered her options...then she pressed her hand deep against the woman's stomach. "Wait a minute? I almost forgot. I already gave you a chance to stop this, you even called me mistress and took my second option when I gave you a choice...and what did you do? You only did half of what your 'mistress' told you and kept your trap shut...as if that was an option. And I told you that if you didn't do what I said I'd keep going and wouldn't stop...And you still didn't do what I said." Mitzi said pushing down one more time before leaning back and raising both her arms to give a shrug acting as if things were out of her hands now. "Well unfortunately for you Nayla. Mitzi Roth is a mistress who keeps her word. You held your tongue when you should've been a bit more compliant so now I have to keep going. No hard feelings, just business." Mitzi said before she'd raise her hands together and throw in a hard axe handle to Nayla's broken belly, content to keep going and torture Nayla longer. She'd raise her hands again and drive another axe handle, crushing her guts hard before she'd raise up and grab Nayla's hair. She'd pull her up and then grab her waist to lift her even higher and drape her across her shoulder, carrying her around in another act of humiliation for Nayla who was all but defeated by this point. She mostly wanted to make it easier to carry her over to the corner, but her lifting Nayla this way did give off the image of Nayla's arms dangling behind Mitzi looking almost lifeless while her rear was stuck out before Mitzi brought her to the corner and placed her against it, putting her legs on the middle rope and her arms over the top ropes to keep her trapped there.

"Stay right here. We're going to end this ass beating where it started." Mitzi said stepping back and going to the opposing corner, then rushing right at Nayla and turning around at the least second to throw her backside into Nayla's stomach! After the impact Mitzi would run forward, turn around and come rushing at Natla once more to throw her body into a shoulder tackle. After that Mitzi would step back and throw an uppercut into Nayla's belly again, keeping up the punishment to her body before throwing another set of punches, wanting to keep pounding away at Nayla's body until Nayla no longer had anything else to give...until she was left with nothing but an unconscious body that had been completely broken by Mitzi.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Nayla's expression was that of despair as she listened to what Mitzi was saying. There was nothing she could do as the torture continued, her belly marred with bruises all thanks to the beatings that she had taken at the hands of her opponent. Her face was also a mess; with tears staining her cheeks and an uncouth expression marring it.

After taking more hits to her stomach, Nayla was then hoisted up by Mitzi, draping her across her shoulders, and she looked almost lifeless, with her arms dangling uselessly before she was brought towards the corner, where Mitzi draped her arms over the top ropes while having her legs on the middle ropes, spreading her legs and giving the clear view of her already dripping crotch.

Beaten Nayla

"Auughhhh... uuaghhhh... nnghhuhhh..." Nayla moaned incoherently, her mind already broken by the torture inflicted by Mitzi's hands. And then, Mitzi resumed with her torture, targeting her belly a few more times. "GOOGHH!! OOGGHHH!! NGGOHHH!!" Nayla had no way of defending herself, and by the time Mitzi had dealt a few more hits on her, Nayla had passed out, her body trembling. The referee had no choice but to call for the match to be stopped to declare Mitzi the victor.

[Fairy Dragon]

Once the outcome became clear fans could only ponder how it happened. Nayla had been a tough competitor in all of her matches, win or lose she gave them all she had and made a name for herself in LAW...except when standing across from Mitzi Roth. From the moment the two made contact Mitzi was in control, Nayla's face was either showing surprise, struggle or pain and fear that Mitzi was inflicting upon her without being able to give an inch back. Had Nayla lost a step in her absence from action? Did she simply underestimate Mitzi and failed to realize it until it was too late? Was Mitzi just on another level? It was impossible to tell, but two dominant performances in a row was rarely a coincidence. Mitzi had put the screws on Nayla's body and pounded away at it, hitting Nayla's belly with little resistance until her moans of pain finally ceased and her body trembled and went slack in the corner. The ref finally stepped in and called for the bell, it's ringing brought an end to the action leaving Mitzi to stand there and stop at the ref's words. The bell had rung, the match was over, there was no point in going for extra punches. Nothing could be gained but things could be lost. Mitzi's arm was raised and she stood there letting the ref do her job before pointing at a camera guy and beckoning them over. When they got close she pointed at Nayla, making it clear what she wanted and the camera complied turning to face Nayla and giving the fans a look at her current position. When the match started she stood tall, getting up close to Mitzi and looking like a dominant Amazon with great might and clear confidence in herself and her skills. Even warning Mitzi she'd be working or money today and by all accounts she believed it, everyone did. Now it was clear Mitzi knew better than her, Her once strong body looked deflated and weak, trembling still from the aching pain, covered in sweat. Her beautiful and confident face was red and tear stricken from crying, even now she looked scared even while unconscious as if she feared more pain was coming. Her belly was the biggest change, something Nayla flaunted in every match with her belly dancing and attires that showed it all off, now covered in welts and bruises with the muscles that were once all over all but deflated and slack, completely crushed by Mitzi's relentless attacks. Nayla thought she was a match for Mitzi...and this image was proof she'd made a grave mistake.

And worst of all to Mitzi it was just business. She had no idea why someone wanted her to destroy Nayla's belly, the woman was cocky but she never really bragged to anyone about it's superiority. At least, she never did so publicly. Mitzi couldn't provide a name of the one who told her to do it if asked, and she didn't care to know unless someone else paid her to find out. The only thing that mattered to her was that someone paid her to do it, and she did it. And judging by the match whoever wanted it got what they paid for and knew where to really hurt Nayla. No one had ever seen Nayla beg anyone to stop hurting her, but a few minutes of a precise beating to that stomach did the trick, either Mitzi's work or a weak spot of her victim, another thing that was still unknown for now. Mitzi left Nayla in the corner for a second and went to check her phone. "I swear to God if that check didn't clear after all this work.....Hah there it is...Could've given a girl a little extra for the dominant performance but that wasn't a condition so fair enough." Mitzi said to herself as she responded to the client that she got the money. Then soon after she got another message.

"Great work as usual! Do you think you could do a little extra? More private much like Matilda? They asked. Mitzi raised an eyebrow and simply typed back if she'd be seeing extra for it. She smiled when she got her response. "Double The Rate. Plus extra for any further requests. Make a show of carrying her out and you get $200 right off the bat." They said. The money was already good, double was going to be great. Mitzi confirmed it and then stood up to go look at Nayla stepping close and leaning on the ropes next to her. "This is a really bad day for you Nayla." I just got word I'd be making double easily for not being done with you yet. Now the good news is it won't be hear so no one will see you cry anymore but it's going to hurt...a lot. I'd say sorry but if you just did what I said when I said it none of this would be happening, a few humiliating words and we could've ended this match and you could crawl away in shame...now I have to do a little more to that mangled belly of yours, and lets be honest if you were offered the money they were offering me you'd do the same. Maybe I'll cut you in on my how my clients pay people you'd love it, in the meantime back to work." Mitzi said before she'd go low and grab Nayla's waist, pulling her out of the corner and lifting her back over her shoulders, her upper body drapped behind her while her lower one is in front of her making her butt stick out while Nayla's arms dangled behind her. "Geez you get heavier when you pass out? How the hell?" Mitzi asked almost feeling herself lose balance for a second before she stayed standing and then stood in the middle of the ring with her unconscious quarry, a perfect way to show off the contrast of her body in pristine condition to Nayla's battered figure, making a show of her exit at the clients request. For a final humiliation Mitzi brought her free hand up and gave Nayla's butt a few tender pats to make her rear shake, as if showing that the mighty fighter was nothing more than Mitzi's plaything now before she started to walk out with the defeated Nayla still over her shoulder. Nothing could stop her after her performance, basically dominating Nayla in the ring and was likely going to dominate her more outside of it, the fans watched Nayla's defeated figure on Nayla's shoulder and could hope she'd be okay after this brutal match.