Blanco Sombre v Eileen Sommers: Make or Break

[Luncha_Libre]

Blanco Sombre’s instincts were honed from years of taking moves like the sunset flip powerbomb, helping him to have the presence to kick out of the pinfall. However, none of that changed the fact that it took effort, and thrusting out from his core still put pressure on an aching neck. The luchador let out an “AARGH!” of pain with his effort, but he managed to unseat his opponent and keep the match alive. Rolling up to one knee, Blanco took stock of the situation.

At ringside, Holly looked like she was about to hyperventilate. She’d invested so much into Blanco winning, tonight, he knew he couldn’t let her down. Meanwhile, Eileen looked to be seething. If looks could kill, Blanco knew the ref would be calling for the bell right now. But, Blanco figured, if Eileen was seething this hard, it wasn’t a bad thing- it meant she wasn’t currently kicking his ass!

Lunging forward, the luchador took advantage of Eileen’s frustration with a sharp, fast attack- delivering a hard, open-palm chop against Eileen’s ample bust, looking to get on the offensive quickly while he still had the chance!

[Devilish53]

Eileen was moving rather slowly, though this time for a change, not out of overconfidence. She felt she had control, if by a margin, but in doing so she had grown rather tired. She still had reserves to burn through, but the mere fact Blanco had made Eileen dig deep and even break a sweat was only making the redhead want to dish out more pain.

Something that cost her, as she shot in like a bolt the moment her body supported her. Only to be pinged aside like a swatted fly, with her thick bust jiggling and then some!

"ARGHH..!" A loud, genuine shriek of pain uncharacterstically leaving the redheads mouth as she fell to her side, arms hugging her bust as she brought her legs up to curl slightly into a ball!

[Luncha_Libre]

A twinge of pain shot through Blanco Sombre’s neck, and he winced. He realized that his reliance on bridges to counter Eileen’s efforts at keeping him grounded were starting to add up, and take their toll. Still, the luchador fought on, swinging for the fences with his chop and paying that pain out across Eileen’s thick, jiggling bust!

“OOOH!” Holly led the crowd in a loud cheer at the sight of Eileen recoiling from the chop, seeing Eileen wince in pain as her soft flesh was punished! Blanco knew he couldn’t sit on his laurels, however, immediately stepping forward to move into his next attack. The chop had grounded Eileen, brought her low, so now Blanco looked to capitalize. Dashing forward a few steps, Blanco Sombre threw himself into the air, tucked his legs up and in as he executed a forward flip, and looked to come down on the curvaceous redhead’s prone body with a simple but hopefully effective move, the rolling Senton!

[Devilish53]

Blanco's followup was simple, if acrobatic, but most importantly effective on the grounded redhead. Wincing yet still at that chop, arms infront of her large bust trying to soothe the ache as only a little vision remained in her eyes, Eileen had next to no prep time in terms of defence as she caught wind of a shadow almost leaping through the air. Her arms remaining exactly where they were, they'd serve almost as double-edged swords in protecting herself. Blanco's body wouldn't land cleanly atop her top half, but they'd still force her own arms into her hard nonetheless, given Eileen couldn't have protected herself even if she had braced under the senton!

Her midriff taking the absolute brunt of the impact given it had nothing to cover it at all, as Eileen was sent into quite the coughing fit; rolling her body onto its side in whatever direction Blanco wasn't, with the wind rushing right out of her as the dams broke!

[Luncha_Libre]

Blanco came down hard on Eileen’s side, hitting her with the full of his rolling back. The impact was hard, and Eileen’s own arms seemed to make things rougher on her as Blanco’s body compressed them against her soft flesh! Rolling off her writhing, coughing body, Blanco couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment: the infamously proud redheaded German dominatrix was laid out behind him, in the rare position of being dominated herself. At ringside, Holly was cheering herself hoarse, rallying the crowd to see another hard hit brought down on Eileen’s body.

Blanco knew he couldn’t squander this momentum, skipping forward as he rolled off the flipping senton. Reaching the ropes, the luchador would take to the air yet again, jumping up to the second rope so that he could push himself off of it. Flipping yet again, Blanco Sombre would again bring his body down hard on Eileen, this time looking to squash her beneath a lion sault! If he landed this, the luchador planned on hooking her leg, going straight for a pin attempt!

[Devilish53]

Eileen couldn't stop choking on her own breaths for the life of her; a pain made all the more humiliating by the fact that out of the corner of her eye, she could see Holly's beady little eyes upon her again. And with it, though she couldn't hear for her own wailing, surely came words of mockery.

Turning her watery eyes to the source of noise she could hear above her own, Eileen could offer little movement in response to the fact that Blanco was evidently seeking to go airborne via a rebound. With no option to her figure, given what little space she could cover with her movements would simply leave her vulnerable, Eileen did the one thing she knew would fare a chance in terms of defending herself.

The simple action of raising her knees soon applied, as Eileen tried to drive them into Blanco's gut! Knowing full well that the trade-off of monstrous leg ache was worth it, if she kept herself in this match!

[Luncha_Libre]

Blanco was riding high on the surge of adrenaline from knocking the redheaded dominatrix around. Between Holly’s obvious thrill to that fact, and his own satisfaction at avenging Eileen’s rough treatment of him earlier, Blanco’s body felt light as he soared over Eileen, ready to come crashing down on her with the lionsault. He could nearly feel his body come crashing down on the redhead’s lovely, vulnerable figure, now.

“AAAAUGH!” Of course, Eileen had other plans. The redhead got her legs up just in time, the hard knees and shins proving a much less ideal landing pad for Blanco to come down on! Visibly hurting, the luchador fell back. Coming up to his knees, Blanco wrapped his arms tightly around his acing abs and seethed in pain. Hissing, Blanco clutched his battered body, shoulders bunching up as he tried to process the pain of that harsh crash landing!

“W-what!?” Holly cried out from ringside, hands deeply buried in her hair. “No! Nooo! Mister, get up and take her out, come on!” Holly hopped up and down at ringside, bouncing body trying to rally her man. It was no use, however, as Blanco leaned back, taking deep gasping breaths, giving Eileen every chance to start to recover …

[Devilish53]

Control was given back to Eileen, but when you handed the baton to an already exhausted sprinter, they were hardly going to pace right off the line. Coming slowly onto all fours, the ache in her knees made all the worse by the verbal roars she heard from the pest nearby, Eileen raised her head just a little. Sweat dripping from her, it would take a moment for her to wipe her eyes clean with her raised right, before latching her gaze upon an indeed stunned male before her. And whilst she still needed a moment to regain the power and breath to put a end to this foe, there was nothing to say she couldn't resume a modest attack, to ensure Blanco wouldn't be given chance to regain his own.

Nudging Blanco as best she could so that he was flat on his front, Eileen looked to press her side upon the back of Blanco, facing his top half. From there, her thick, if tired biceps would come up, seeking first an arm then his chin, pinning the former between her thighs as she looked to bend the latter. The redhead snarling as she tried to make Blanco's head come to almost ninety degrees upright, as she locked in a crippler crossface!

[Luncha_Libre]

Blanco was sucking wind as Eileen started to rise. Panting, he could see the German redhead starting to get her bearings, recovering from the beating he’d put her through moments ago. Winded and hurting, the luchador tried to move away from her, still needing time to recover. However, Eileen snatched him quickly, and yanked him into a move that could easily have been the end of him, in his current state- a crippler crossface!

“NOOOO!” Holly screamed, Blanco’s reversal of fortune shocking her. Holly pulled at her hair, and rushed the ring apron. Her ample bust settling on the ring apron, the British Bombshell leaned beneath the bottom rope. “Let him go, you slag!” Holly shouted, hoping to get Eileen’s attention on her, and off of the hold that was in clear danger of finishing her man. “Get off, you … you …!” Holly’s ranting trailed off, unsure of what to say as she slapped the mat with both hands, in a body-bouncing tantrum!

“AAAAAUGH!” Blanco screamed as his aching neck was torqued on. He windmilled his legs, trying to scramble onto his side to release some of the pressure. He could feel the warm flesh of Eileen’s thighs trapping his arm, and his attempts to pry her hands off his face did nothing. “AAAAARGH!” Blanco continued to scream, as he scrambled for some measure of freedom, trying to endure the pain long enough to work out his escape!

[Devilish53]

Not much power was needed by the redhead to work the hold to great effect; all she had to do was pull on her male foes chin and head. A feat made easier by the standard addition to the crippler crossface in locking up Blanco's arm, ensuring that the mitt closest to the redhead wouldn't be interfering with her schemes.

"GIVE IN!" She'd shout, once at first before she began to roar it, over and over again, even turning her gaze to shoot daggers yet again at the tantrumming beauty to the side. She didn't spare much thought for Holly mind; there'd be time enough as ever for her later, right after she ideally made Blanco's head touch his shoulders with how far she was pulling.

"GIVE...IN!"