Suzuki Adachi VS Sheila Morgan: Maid for War

[Caborn]

Biting someone was a cheap tactic, but the older woman had nothing against dirty fighting. Even if she was on the receiving end Suzuki wouldn’t hold such things against her opponents. Though she might still get pissed if only for the fact that she would be at disadvantage or in pain because of them. So Suzuki would chomp on her opponent’s foot. Causing the wild one to scream in pain before retreating away on one foot. Free for the moment, the yakuza boss would wipe off her mouth as she tried to get rid of the taste of Sheila’s foot. She could also taste blood, though. Not in the metaphorical sense, though she could feel that too, but the literal one as a result of sinking her teeth into the younger woman.

Suzuki was hardly recovered, though. After the punishment she’d just been through she was lucky to be able to move. Of course Sheila was already charging back after her. So, running on instinct, the older woman would pull her legs in and kick them out right into her opponent’s back as she came in with the senton. Hopefully that’d buy her the time she needed to recover. At the same time, though, Suzuki’s maids were getting a little mischievous. Specifically the one that seemed to have a crush of Sheila. The former martial arts teacher seemed to be looking under the ring for something…

[BlackAkuma]

Attack, attack, attack.

Sheila was starting to feel the effects of this match, getting worn down, not just from the beating that she was taking from the older, bigger woman, but also being oversexed by her maids. She needed to put this bitch down and get the submission, but that seemed like more and more of a distant prospect.

She thought she could keep the woman down with the senton, recruiting gravity to her cause, but it turned out that she was a little quicker on the draw than she’d expected. Her descent was suddenly and violently halted as Suzuki shot her legs up, kicking her in the back and sending her tumbling towards the far side of the ring.

Sheila’s legs went under the bottom rope and draped outside, putting her in dangerous proximity to the maids. Desperate, she scrambled her way back in as fast as she could, hoping to get clear before they got their horny mitts on her.

[Caborn]

Suzuki would grit her teeth as she mustered her strength and drove her feet right into the wild one's back. The impact sending the woman flying through the air, somewhat comically, before crashing back down to the ring. The attack bought her sometime to recover while Sheila just barely escaped the grabby hands of all the horny maids. The women's faces showing a variety of feelings from pissed, to pouting, to annoyed and even bummed out. All except for Sheila's little crush, who had come out from under the ring to slide the wild one a kendo stick.

"Kick her ass" Tanaka would whisper to the Aussie with a wink. She wasn't great at english. But she'd heard that phrase so many times from the biker that she pretty much understood it by heart. Of course, despite trying to be sneaky, all the other maids saw this blatant attempt of favoritism. And of course they wanted to join in. Vicky would grab the first thing she could find under the ring, a steel chair and threw it into the ring for Suzuki. Hoping the older woman would beat Sheila with it since the biker was still mad about that low blow earlier. Her mistake was not sliding it in, as the chair ended up dropping right down on Suzuki's head.

"AAACK! WHAT THE FUCK!!?" the yakuza boss would snarl as she held her head. The woman turned to the maids who all pointed at the guilty party. It wasn't all that painful or jarring but the suddenness of it pissed her off. Growling, Suzuki would grab the chair and use it to like a cane to help pick herself up to face the younger woman.

[BlackAkuma]

Sure enough, the maids began to swarm over Sheila the moment she was in reach, coming at her with wild, grabbing hands, threatening to pull her back outside and remove what little clothing she had left. It was only by some small miracle that she managed to evade their clutches, probably having more than a little to do with how sweaty she was at the moment.

Whatever the reason, it worked, and she was able to get free before she was pulled out again. She was about to go back to work, when one of the maids - the same feisty one who’d been eyefucking her throughout the match - slid a kendo stick her way.

She wasn’t sure what to make of that, but before she had the chance to properly process, another object came into the ring, a chair flying towards Suzuki - who clearly wasn’t ready to catch it. The damned thing hit her square in the head, leaving her staggering. Just the opening Sheila wanted.

As Suzuki pushed her way up, she stood herself and came rushing in with kendo stick held tightly in hand. She got in range, brought it around, and swung it like a baseball bat into her opponent’s back, making sure to put her full bodyweight behind the blow.

[Caborn]

As if Suzuki's luck couldn't get any worse today. She had just managed to turn the tables on Sheila and get some time to recover...when a fucking chair came crashing down on her head! That not only gave her a fucking headache...but it also slowed her down. Wasting the precious seconds she would have need to avoid what came next. THWAACK!!! An audible crack would echo out as the wild one struck Suzuki's back with everything she had. The kendo stick hitting her so hard that it very nearly shattered across the older woman's back as her muscles immediately began to tense up from the blow. At the same time the yakuza boss would fall forward onto her knees as she grit her teeth and hissed in pain. The chair she'd just picked up falling to the side as she dealt with the searing agony of that strike.

No matter how good Suzuki was at dealing with pain, this shit hurt like a bitch. She could already feel the exact line forming across her back where she'd been stuck. The older woman betting that by morning it'd be a pitch black streak in the form of a nasty bruise. "Fffffffffffuck!" Suzuki would curse out in agony. "You god damn...cunt!" she'd snarl while trying to look back and glare a hole through Sheila's head from how fiercely she was staring at the young punk. Even the maids outside the ring winced from the sight of their boss getting hit like that. Well some of them. A couple would just whistle or clap at seeing the woman who normally dominated them be on the receiving end of a beating for once.

[BlackAkuma]

Oh, yeah, that one sucked.

For Suzuki, of course. For Sheila, it was fucking funny as hell.

The blow hit true and brought the bitch down, making her break into screams and curses. The Wild One didn’t pay much of it any mind. If she thought that sort of thing was enough to make her back off, then she hadn't learned a damned thing from their time together. ”Fuckin’ cry about it!”

Sheila saw her chance, and there was no way she was going to let it slip. She pounced, mounting her foe’s back and brought the kendo stick around to her neck, trying to pull it against her from behind. From there, she attempted to pull back and force Suzuki into a Camel Clutch, one where the stick pressed against her throat - a vicious rendition of the classic move, as she went tooth and nail to get a submission from the bitch.

[Caborn]

Suzuki was seething as she heard the wild one tell her to cry about it. If this punk she could get away with this without some serious payback then she was dead wrong. There was no way Sheila would miss this blatant opening while the older woman was vulnerable though. Grunting as the punk pounced on her, Suzuki would find herself being mounted before the Aussie used that kendo stick to start choking her from behind.

“Aaauuck! Y-you…little…” the yakuza boss would growl as she struggled to breathe from the kendo stick digging into her throat. Not only that, but Sheila was putting a ton of pressure on her back as she locked in a pretty brutal camel clutch variation. The older woman’s legs kicking on the mat as she struggled there. But while Sheila had managed to get in a pretty good position, the younger woman made one mistake. By using the kendo stick to choke her, she neglected to hook the woman’s arms over her knees. At first this didn’t seem to help Suzuki much since she couldn’t get a good angle to strike back at the bitch or pry the woman’s finger off the kendo stick.

However, that blow she’d delivered with it really was one hell of a strike. So much so that it seemed like the older woman might be able to break it. So bracing her forearms against it, Suzuki would attempt to push on the wooden weapon. Allowing her to alleviate the pressure on her throat as well start to breathe again. But, this had the downside of increasing the pressure on her back. Gritting her teeth in pain, Suzuki would endure it as best she could hoping that the kendo stick would give out and shatter before her back did.

[BlackAkuma]

Credit where it was due, Suzuki really was a tough bitch.

That should’ve been obvious from their time together, yeah, but putting her in this situation really drove the message home. Sheila was tough, too, but even she knew her limits, knew when the pain and damage just wasn’t worth whatever she was fighting for. If the old battering ram had similar limits, she didn’t seem to know them.

Instead of giving up, Suzuki was actively trying to fight back, struggling against the stick even as it dug deep into her back. Call it madness, call it tenacity, whatever the case, it was working. Sure enough, the kendo stick snapped under the pressure. ”Fuck!” Sheila cursed and threw the two parts away. ”Stupid, stubborn, fucking…”

Running out of options, Suzuki grabbed her opponent by the hair and yanked her across the ring, hauling her to the nearest edge of the ring. Once she close enough, she tried to push her opponent’s upper body out, grab her by the legs, and hold her in place while the maids went to work.

[Caborn]

Suzuki would grit her teeth and hiss in pain as she fought against the kendo stick itself. The pain in her back was already agonizing and it was building as time went on. Just as the older woman was about to give up on her plan a sudden and audible crack would sound out. Followed by the kendo stick snapping into two pieces as she would flop flat on her face while Sheila would fall backwards from pulling on it so hard. Letting out a sigh of relieve, even though she was still in pain the complete disappearance of the pressure on her back made the badass feel like she was heaven if only briefly. Of course Sheila wouldn't let her rest even for a moment. Having tossed the broken weapon aside while cursing in frustration, the younger woman grabbed her by the hair and dragged Suzuki across the ring. Hissing out in anger as she was hauled away, the older bitch would find herself being tossed in the corner with a thud. Groaning there as she tried composing herself, the yakuza boss would soon be hoisted up and over the corner ropes only for Sheila to hang her over them.

"What the fuck?!" Suzuki would yell out in confusion before realizing what the bitch was planning. Her maids were already swarming around her like a school of fish being fed bread...and she was the bread. Looking back up at Sheila with a menacing glare, the pissed off milf would suddenly lock her legs around the younger woman's back. "You wanna play? Fine! Let's play!" Suzuki would snarl as she would be grabbed all over by her maids. There was no fighting it as the women started tearing off what was left of her clothes. Ripping apart her chest wrappings and revealing her sexy breasts underneath. One of the maids was even fish hooking the yakuza boss. Her middle and index fingers pulling her cheek to the side for some unknown reason. Maybe whichever maid doing it thought it was hot...maybe they were trying to mock their boss? Regardless of the reasoning, if Suzuki was getting fucked...she was getting fucked WITH Sheila.

While at first, the maids were content to play with Suzuki as she was hanging over the ropes...after some time, they started yanking on her. The older woman expected as much. Which was why she locked her legs around the Aussie holding them. As they pulled on their employer, Suzuki would make sure that Sheila was getting pulled along for the ride. The only issue was her back. With it being put through the wringer only moments ago, the woman didn't have the strength to yank a whole other bitch out of the ring. Even if she was smaller. Luckily for Suzuki, though, there was still a maid who had a bone to pick with the wild one...and that same maid felt bad about fucking up earlier.

Without warning, Vicky would climb up onto the apron and grab Sheila. Trying to help pull the woman over the ring so they could get both the Aussie and their boss. She'd struggle at first, but since she was doing it another maid would say fuck it and join in. Grabbing Sheila by her long blonde hair as they'd try to drag both of the combatants out of the ring and into the mob of horny maids.

[BlackAkuma]

Like holding a piece of steak over a shark tank. Look at them go.

Sheila braced her feet and buckled down as she held Suzuki in place, doing her best to stabilize as the maids went to town on her. It wasn’t the easiest thing to do since the MILF wasn’t exactly a light opponent and she had her little entourage tugging hard on her, but the leverage held, and she leaned back to counter the weight. She could keep this up for a while. Enough for Suzuki to give up? She hoped.

Of course, there was the small problem that all of this left her vulnerable, too. That wouldn’t have been too much of a problem, except she had enemies on the outside, and one of them didn’t seem keen on waiting anymore.

”Hey, back off, back the fuck-”

The she’d pissed off before, whatever her name was, came in and grabbed at her, trying to pull her through. Sheila resisted at first, and was starting to make headway, when another came over and joined her. There was no resisting them together - she was going out, no two ways about.

The three of them went spilling to the floor, hitting the mat in a canvas of body’s leaving the Aussie surrounded on all sides. She did what she always did when she was in a bad spot: She started swinging wildly, trying to clear as much space as she could with a flurry of fists, ready to strike anyone and everyone that came into personal space so she could make another dash back into the ring.