Worth Their Weight in Gold: Isabelle Romero vs Alizeh Midori

[Misfit_Alien]

Another smack and grope of her ass would leave the Spanish beauty gasping and wheezing, face full of red as Alizeh seemed to be on a hot streak of pure domination, with Isabelle powerless to stop her green-haired foe from descending upon her with another affectionate session of groping. This time, she felt BOTH hands exploring her soft, curvy, tan-skinned hips, causing Isabelle to shiver fiercely.

However, after Alizeh finished, the Gold Rush grappler would stumble and stagger to her feet, seemingly winded and overwhelmed by her opponent's rabid assault. But this was all a guise, for the Emerald Storm wasn't the only one feeling all enthusiastic following that little hot streak of hers. Isabelle's eyes focused on her target, and she LUNGED toward Alizeh, grabbing hold of her from behind as she coiled around her figure with an ultra-tight Waistlock, arms interlocked and pressed against that slim, toned midsection while her pelvis cradled Alizeh's modest hips. Isabelle delivered a sly thrust from behind to tease her opponent, grinding against her ever so slightly before tossing her overhead with a sudden Snap German Suplex!!! The movements were so tight and efficient, it was as if Isabelle moved like a blur, no-...like a bolt of black and gold lightning~

After slamming Alizeh into the canvas, Isabelle would grab her by the hair and shove her head into her breasts for a brief smother, letting out another moan as she cradled Alizeh's face further into her cleavage. "You claim that I'LL be the one calling YOU mommy after this~...my, my...a few moves and you're already acting so bold. Ahhh~...I love it~" She said, feeling fired up inside as she squeezed Alizeh's head tighter before shoving her onto her back, looming over her. "I will still show you that I am more than capable of leaving you just as tongue-tied~...but don't worry, I'll leave you coherent enough to call ME mommy, mi amor~..." She said, picking Alizeh back of and attempting to press her head between her thighs, digging her fingers under her tights and yanking on them to give the Emerald Storm quite the wedgie, wanting to elicit a chorus of moans over of the woman before flipping her over and attempting to POWERBOMB back down onto the canvas!!!

[Bare]

Alizeh was on a roll and she knew it and was eager to keep it going even longer. Even throwing a little bit of shade directly at the older woman Alizeh would watch and wait as she got up to her feet, ready to come in and lock up Isabelle once more. Seeing that even after standing up Isabelle still seemed a bit winded and stunned from the previous assault, allowing Alizeh the perfect opportunity to move in towards her.

Or so she thought at least. Before Alizeh could even blink to register it Isabelle had darted in then past her, locking arms around her waist and pulling the green haired girl backwards, for a quick and vicious snap German suplex! "Gah!" Alizeh cried out in pain, bouncing off the mat from the impact and rolling onto her stomach as a result, wincing from the suddenness of it, made no better by the brief, but all too noticeable thrust and grind of her hips against her rear.

"Ugh..." Alizeh groaned, looking up at Isabelle with a glazed look in her eyes but now that Isabelle had the chance she was intent on paying Alizeh back a bit for what she had done earlier. "I- yowch!" Alizeh cried out as her hair was grabbed and she was forcefully pulled up and into Isabelle's chest face first in a smother! "Mmmph!" Alizeh cried out, blushing, slapping and hitting at the woman's body desperately... even if she was somewhat into this current position.

Getting pushed deeper and deeper into the woman's chest Alizeh's blush only deepened at Isabelle's words, greatly enjoying them for the most part. 'Mmmph... let.... go!" Alizeh groaned into Isabelle's chest, slapping and hitting at her body, even pulling on the woman's leotard until Alizeh got what she wanted and was released... only to get shoved onto her back, inhaling deeply and coughing as a result.

But Isabellle would waste no time, grabbing the green haired girl and lifting her up to a standing position, putting the dazed girl's head between the older woman's legs. 'Wait what is she?' Alizeh thought to herself as she suddenly felt Isabelle's fingers dig into her tights, lifting them up and then yanking back, giving Alizeh a sudden wedgie! "AIGHHHHHHH!" Alizeh cried out, a massive blush and chill of pleasure and pain coursing through her body as Alizeh was then lifted up onto Isabelle's shoulders before getting slammed down to the mat with a powerbomb! "GUAHHH!" Alizeh yelled, left spread eagle and stunned motionless from the impact!

[Misfit_Alien]

After laying Alizeh out, Isabelle would take some time to admire her handiwork. She rubs her hand along Alizeh's cheek, batting her eyes affectionately at the Emerald Storm for a moment. "My, my, my~...what am I going to do with you? You're in dire need of some discipline, young lady~" Isabelle said, playfully chastising Isabelle with that warm, motherly attitude of hers. She was an expert wrestler and an even better caretaker, considering her upbringing wth how she had to raise several of her own family. However, she was also skilled at manipulating this warm side of her into something far more intense. Not necessarily nefarious or sinister...just powerful and dominant. She'd drag Alizeh over and send her into the corner with an Irish Whip, admiring the way Alizeh crumbled against the turnbuckle. She'd lift the woman onto the top of the turnbuckle and attempt to fold her over, raising Alizeh onto her shoulders, carrying her upside down as she prepared to deliver a tight, painful Muscle Buster on the woman.

"Do grit your teeth, mi amor~...this one's going to hurt~..." She teased before dropping down and NAILING Alizeh with quite the impact, letting the pain reverberate through her body like a tremor, one wave after another circulating through her!!! However, she'd hold the green-haired woman in place, letting her soak in the moment before letting her collapse across the canvas once more. "You make this too easy, y'know? Liking you, I mean...You're a spirited competitor and a welcome challenge, but you make it far too easy to bear...warm feelings...toward you. While I've gathered that you're spoken for...and that Kate woman is a lucky lady...I see that doesn't quite stop either of you from enjoying yourselves. Since our first encounter, I've gone back through some of LAW's footage just to see you in action. I quickly figured out that you and that purple-haired beauty were an item. A very special pairing, I must say~...it must be nice, an open yet committed relationship like that~...I'd count my blessings if I were you, because at least you'll have someone's arms to fall into tonight after I've bested you once more, love~..." She said, repositioning herself and attempting to lock Alizeh into a Reverse Headscissors, trying to turn up the heat with this move in particular.

[Bare]

Alizeh's whole back was flaring up in pain following the massive powerbomb from Isabelle which left the green haired girl breathless and unable to do much of anything as a result. 'Damn it... that seriously hurt.' Alizeh thought to herself, groaning in pain and trying to pick herself up, only for her to stop as Isabelle's hands came to her face and her warm voice washed over her. Something about the woman's voice just causing Alizeh to absolutely melt and nearly short circuit, all efforts to try and get up stopping to take in the lovely presence about her and drink it in as much as she was able. Until Isabelle started to pull Alizeh up to her feet against her will... only to immediately be sent crashing into the turnbuckle before she could do anything!

"Agh!" Alizeh cried out in pain as she hit the corner, crumbling against it in response and nearly coming down to the mat again if not for Isabelle meeting her halfway, grabbing her and pulling her back up, pushing her up the corner until she was sitting on top, knowing it was a terrible spot to be in but not able to do anything about it as she was curled in and pushed against the older woman's shoulders, her legs grabbed and pulled up into a dangerous spot, the muscle buster! 'No no no!' Alizeh thought to herself before Isabelle dropped down, slamming her and sending a shock wave of pure pain throughout her whole body! Yet strangely she wasn't collapsing to the mat just yet, instead Isabelle held her in position, exposing her lower region to the crowd for all to see for a moment before she was finally dropped down to the mat, collapsing in a heap as she was.

All of this while Isabelle began talking in that entrancing voice with honey like smoothness that sent chills down her spine, talking about how easy she made it for her to have some kind of feelings for her, how Isabelle had gone back and watched her past matches, flattering on its own merit, but even more so as Isabelle began speaking about her relationship with Kate and how lucky she was to have that after she would be handed another loss... That finally got her to stir, but too late as Isabelle's mile long legs then wrapped around Alizeh's head, pushing her face into the woman's warm nether region, pressing her deeply against her, and practically engulfing her in the process immediately making her groan and struggle in response, grabbing and squeezing the woman's thighs as she struggled and writhed!

[Misfit_Alien]

Isabelle readjusted herself again and again, constantly thwarting Alizeh's attempts at escape as she continued to squeeze her head between her thighs, all while pressing her face further into her leotard-clad ass, burying the green-haired woman's nose against her luscious, curvy hips. She would shift her legs around, picking and choosing when to let Alizeh breathe and struggle before flexing her legs once more, denying her next attempt at escape before reverting all her progress back to square one as if they were playing some little game...again and again, Isabelle continued to smother Alizeh, threatening to knock her out over and over before letting her come back from the brink of oblivion, keeping her on edge the entire time. With every bit of wiggling and squirming, the vibrations sent chills up the Spanish woman's body, and she could even feel Alizeh's lips gracing her bronze-skinned ass now and again, causing her to chuckle softly with such delight before finally speaking up.

"Come now, I know this isn't enough to stop you~...fight, mi amor~...or else I'll be punishing you for giving up so easily~..." Isabelle chimed. "Hm, hm~...Although, perhaps I shouldn't be too harsh...after all, who could blame you for falling to such gilded greatness for the second time in a row~?" She teased, knowing that a little taunt would go a LONG way to motivating the Emerald Storm.

[Bare]

Alizeh was practically sweltering within the confines of Isabelle's luscious thighs and plump rear end, trying to endure the very deliberate torture that the Spanish beauty was putting her through. Tightening then loosening, tightening and loosening, allowing Alizeh to get just enough air to stay conscious but not enough to actually do much of anything, all while moving in exactly the ways she needed to to thwart any of Alizeh's attempts to try and get free. 'Damn it... she's so good at this. Fuck why does she have to be so hot on top of being so good in the ring?' Alizeh thought to herself, not regretting at all as she accidentally laid another kiss on the woman's cheeks.

However what she said next would give a pause to Alizeh's attempts to resist. The woman implied that this would beat her, that she couldn't blame her for giving up so easily. All of a sudden the fire she had entered this match had gasoline poured over it as her hands gripped Isabelle's rear end tightly, digging her fingers in deep to the supple flesh. Not for the sake of having fun though, this time to try and distract the woman momentarily as Alizeh moved to make a sudden roll, trying to get her feet under her before pushing up suddenly, trying to stand while pulling Isabelle along with her before suddenly dropping down as fast as she rose up, trying to go for a sit out pile-driver!

[Misfit_Alien]

Isabelle's words truly lit a fire within her opponent, much akin to their first match as Alizeh sprang to life with renewed vigor, finding the strength to not only escape from her opponent's loving clutches, but turn her move against the gilded grappler as well!!! In a stunning turn of events, the Emerald Storm now had Isabelle on the ropes, threatening her with a mighty Piledriver counterattack that left the Spanish woman struggling to escape!!!

Isabelle tried to reverse her way out of this, to either escape or overturn them so that she was on top, but a fired-up Alizeh proved to be too dangerous a woman to stop as the beautiful Spanish veteran was SPIKED right onto the canvas, kissing it with the crown of her head as the ring shook a little from the impact. It felt as if she were hit with a flashbang. Isabelle's senses were going haywire as the world spun around her. Her vision was blurring and swirling as sparks of black and white filled her view beforehand. The bronze-skinned beauty suddenly slumped down, lying beneath Alizeh's warm lower half as her face was softly cupped by the Emerald Storm's pelvis and thighs...with Alizeh surely feeling Isabelle's warm breaths and moans creeping up her skin after planting her opponent down so suddenly and devastatingly.

[Bare]

Despite the trouble she had been in earlier in the bout Alizeh was done by a long shot and had, in effect, totally turned things around by managing to get back on her feet while pulling Isabelle up with her before planting Isabelle with a pile driver! Panting a bit afterwards Alizeh would sit there for a moment, enjoying the feeling of Isabelle's breath on her hips and thighs, before letting out a sigh of relief and giving Isabelle another spank on her rear end. "You're going to regret firing me back up beautiful." Alizeh said as she then stood up, holding onto Isabelle' hips, sliding her hands over the woman's legs to shift her grip to the woman's ankles. As she did so Alizeh would lift her legs up and step between Isabelle's legs and end up standing with her legs on either side of Isabelle's body, then as she did so Alizeh would tuck the woman's feet under her arms, bending the woman in half as Alizeh leaned down, aiming to grab hold of Isabelle's wrists, pulling up to pull the older woman up and bend her from both her top and bottom halves with a campana submission hold!

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[Misfit_Alien]

The pain coursing through Isabelle's body "GH-...I c-could never r-re-GRET-ugh...g-getting you all f-fired up...AHHh-..." She said, grunting through her words as Alizeh stretched her out. The hold was incredibly painful, and while it was nothing Isabelle hadn't been put through before, Alizeh's expertise and passion made it so much worse...Isabelle couldn't tell if she liked that aspect more than she hated it, as her shoulder and hips were brimming with discomfort and agony as every second ticked by. When the referee asked if she wanted to give up, she shook her head calmly, just trying to endure. "Y-You aren't going to get a-anywhere with this, love...a-are you really going to waste all that p-p-PASSION on a submission hold?" She mused, trying to crack a sly smirk through the pain. "I figured the Emerald Storm's wrath would b-be...far more 'hands on'..."

[Bare]

Managing to fight her way out of deep waters Alizeh was back in control of Isabelle, particularly with an excruciating rocking horse submission hold that definitely had her opponent crying out in agony. "Aw how sweet of you to say." Alizeh said with a smile down at Isabelle, especially as she heard what the woman said. "Oh no, this is just something of a... traveling hold. I'm surprised you haven't noticed how much danger you're in now..." Alizeh said with a grin as the two stealthily approached the corner, at which point Alizeh would begin swinging back and forth, to generate momentum before swinging forward, aiming to drive Isabelle face first into the bottom turnbuckle!

If successful at this Alizeh would then drop Isabelle and let her fall down to the mat. As she did so however Alizeh would then bend down, grabbing the woman's hair and slowly pulling her up to her feet before turning to get underneath Isabelle and pull the woman over her shoulders. If successful then Alizeh would stand up to her full height, stepping onto the bottom turn buckle before then moving onto the second turnbuckle... and then pushing Isabelle up and off her shoulders while hopping off the the ropes to send Isabelle crashing down back first onto the top of the turnbuckle with a new signature move, the Lightning Strike!

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