The Education of Desdemona Belti - Part 6: Hajna Horvath

[BlackAkuma]

Mmm, Hajna was strong, too. Dizzy was liking this more and more.

Granted, you would be forgiven for not being able to tell that at the present moment, as the Huntress dragged her towards the ring like so much prey, fighting off her attempts to struggle. While the woman was no giant, she was certainly much bigger than Dizzy, and she had no qualms about womanhandling her through this quaint little arena. Maybe she could’ve fought free if she tried, but that would’ve been a waste of energy at this point - might as well let her take them to the ring, so they could get this started off properly.

Hajna seemed eager for that as well - if she was mad about all the hassle, she was doing a wonderful job of not showing it. The woman probably couldn't done a lot worse than simply dragging her along like a sack of meat, and Dizzy was grateful for the reprieve - by the time they made it to the ring, she was about as healed up as she was going to get.

She didn’t struggle as Hajna hauled her up, only taking a moment to dust herself off, before the woman went back into action. Dizzy only smirked as her opponent gave her a little dressing down, talking to her like she was a kid - which, she supposed, she was, in a way. But if she was trying to shame her, then she was barking up the wrong tree. When it came to having fun like this, everything was fair game.

Dizzy opened her mouth to reply, only Hajna to shut it when she lashed out and shot her foot deep into her stomach, bowling her over with a stiff knee in the gut, leaving the tiny Italian gasping. She found herself between her opponent’s legs a moment later, far from the worst place to be, but she only had a couple of seconds before she hauled up, hurled forward and sent rolling into the ring, tumbling through the ropes and flopping away.

Far from the best start to this match, but she still had a bit of energy in the tank. She pushed her way back up, shaking off the cobwebs, as she waited for Hajna to enter in, too - the moment she was close enough, she’d spring up, shoot her legs out, and try to hit her opponent in those lovely tits with a dropkick.

[Jaystar]

Hajna couldn't tell whether Dizzy had gone through all this already before, or whether she was simply succumbing to her fate and seeing what the Hungarian was about to do to her. Sure, the young Italian certainly wasn't the biggest nor the strongest wrestler, and thus, she could have potentially been so unable to provide any resistance to the redhead's actions that she didn't even care to try... But then again, she had just been rather energetically running away from her, and the hit to the statue hadn't been that hard. Technically, there should have been still a lot of life and fight left in young Dizzy...

But Hajna wasn't seeing it. There weren't even any verbal protests to the Hungarian's lecturing words... Not that Hajna would have given her much of a chance to protest before the subsequent knee strike, but there weren't really any physical attempts either. Simply seeming compliance with what Hajna had decided to do with her lightweight opponent now, and practically a willingness to get along for the ride... Even if it concluded with her getting introduced to the ring in a particularly painful way.

It was simply satisfying to see the previously speedy Dizzy now flopping on the canvas. Vulnerable, trapped, and ready to get toyed with to the Hungarian's heart's content inside the ring. The sight was really something to devour. And thus, there was no hurry for the redhead to get inside the ring herself, taking ample time to observe her little prey before entering the stage of battle calmly and confidently between the ropes.

Of course, then the only possible direction for the Huntress of Puszta was her delicious little prey. One step, two steps, three steps... But surprisingly, that was as far as Hajna got. It seemed like her prey had reignited her battle spirit once more, and managed to surprise the redhead rather painfully with a dropkick aimed at her breasts! To be fair, the abrupt grunt of pain escaping from her lips, and the way she fell backwards towards the ropes so that her arms got draped across the top one weren't elements that Hajna would have been happy to get introduced into the battle at this stage, but then again, she had to give some credit for the young Italian's fighting spirit.

Obviously, that was not something she was about to reveal her prey though. "Really?" the redhead finally uttered in a rather condescending tone, while still being only halfway up supported by the ropes. But if this was the game Dizzy wanted to play, Hajna was happy to engage. "You wanna try that one more time, dear?" While Hajna's words were mocking, they were genuinely attempting to be goading too. If Dizzy was keen on attacking her, she could... But this time, the huntress would be prepared.