Midriff Kombat: Kyoko Akan v Soledad Vega

[Luncha_Libre]

Sola watched her opponent drop to the floor, swinging her arm to try and swat the referee away. Scowling down, Sola was fairly seething, now. The beating was one thing, the Puerto Rican street fighter had taken her share of poundings. The mockery and embarrassment, however, were another matter.

“What’s the matter, champ, that hurt?” Sola said, approaching her foe. Sola’s eyes flashed as she saw Kyoko growling at her, realizing too late what was about to happen.

“OOOFF!” Sola grunted, as Kyoko’s fist sank into her toned belly yet again! Sola staggered back, hand on her stomach, wincing in pain. This time, however, Sola wasn’t going to just take her beating. Reaching back with her leg, Sola stepped in and threw a low kick, aimed once again at pummeling Kyoko’s toned belly in return!

[Fairy Dragon]

It seemed the early goings of the match had thoroughly pissed Sola off, though Kyoko couldnt tell if she was pissed at her for knocking her on her ass so many times and humbling the Latina, or if Sola was mad at herself for being so cocky and allowing things to get this bad. But Kyoko didnt care, she just knocked her again trying to force the Latina back with a punch to the body. Sola watched her fist strike her belly and force her back attempting to escape from her reach. However as Kyoko tried to get back up from her knees Sola came in and hit her with another kick.

"Ugghh!" the kick caught her belly again, sinking in and pushing against her abs as it forced her away, Kyoko fell back hitting the mat and holding her belly as she dropped to the floor. Kyoko was sure that she had the power and was clearly stronger then Soledad, but a punch wasnt going to have the same power as a kick and from her position Kyoko wasnt in the best position to endure anything. Laying there rolling on her side, her hands protecting her stomach as she silently swore revenge for that kick.

[Luncha_Libre]

Soledad was starting to get hot, passion overcoming her as the exchange of blows heated up. Kyoko had been pummeling her from one side of the ring to the other, and Sola hated that feeling of being on the ropes. Feeling weak. Now that she had a chance to pay the belly queen back, Sola wasn’t going to go on half-measures!

The kick knocked Kyoko to the floor, giving the Puerto Rican street fighter the edge. Sola held her aching abs, rubbing them gently as she sized up her downed opponent. Sola’s fingers traced across her well-toned, sweat-sheened muscles, her abs still contracting in pain. Scrunching up her face, Sola tensed her legs and loomed over her downed foe.

“S’matter, puta,” Sola growled, “don’t like getting knocked down?” With that, Sola swung her leg as hard as she could, jumping as she did so. The curvy Latina flew at her opponent, looking to take advantage of Kyoko’s downed state by dropping a powerful thigh right across her neck with a running leg drop!

[Fairy Dragon]

Even though Kyoko had clearly dominated the early going of this match, it had served to both humiliate Sola and drive her to get her payback at any means, she was hitting hard and with every ounce of anger she had while Kyoko laid there trying to recover and go right back to pounding the Latina into submission like the inferior fighter she was. Though as she ran a hand across the place the knee struck and everywhere else she could feel ehr own body starting to feel the pain Sola could bring, and what she would continue to bring when she suddenly came flying at her and dropping her leg down on her neck.

"Gaghk!" Kyoko gasped and shook on the mat. Her hands going to her neck and coughing just to verify that she could still breathe right. The impact left her stunned for the moment when all the weight of the Latina came crashing down on her throat. She turned to her side and kept ehr hands around her neck, breathing slowly in an effort to keep herself calm even as things started to turn against her.

[Luncha_Libre]

Sola’s body bounced with the impact of hitting the canvas, her leg drop slamming down hard on
Kyoko’s neck, hopefully cutting off the poor woman’s air. Sola’s entire body jiggled as she landed the leg drop, as if her every curve was expressing her anger at Kyoko’s prior dominance. With her long hair falling over her face for a moment, there was still nothing that could hide the angry scowl on the Latina’s features. She was seething now, and clearly ready to take things further.

“You think you’re uncomfortable now, bitch?” Sola asked, scowling over her shoulder at Kyoko. “Just you wait!” Sola then shifted around, slowly dragging her ass across Kyoko’s pretty face as she shifted to a seated position next to the downed woman. Sola took Kyoko by an arm as she did so, rolling the poor woman over, bringing her face down and just inches away from Soledad’s crotch. Smirking, Sola then wrapped her legs firmly around Kyoko’s head, and started to squeeze! Sola braced her arms behind her back, firmly planting her hands against the canvas, and locked in a head scissor! Sola stared Kyoko right in the eyes as she squeezed her out, flexing her thick, toned legs and clamping down on her victim with all the might she could muster!

[Fairy Dragon]

The air flow was slowed but not outright stopped and Kyoko could thankfully still breathe, but the rest of her was struggling to adjust to the interruption and her body suddenly felt a bit heavy with moving in general just slowing down. Even that wasnt enough for Sola who seemed intent on showing Kyoko that she wasnt some weakly, projecting after Kyoko wiped the smirk off her face in such record time no doubt. Her ass rubbed across Kyoko's face for a second as she got into a new position, halfway through Kyoko's eyes widened when she realized just what she was about to do but before she could fully act on or try and pull away she was turned to face the Latina and pulled in between her tightening legs.

"Guuggh!" Once again her neck was snagged in a hold that threatened to keep her trapped. Kyoko tried to turn her head and pull away but the struggle wasnt made easy by how tight those legs were and how quickly they shortened how much air was getting through. Her hands lingered on Sola's thighs and tried to pull, while she was caught looking at the women face to face. The women wanted to watch her pass out.

[Luncha_Libre]

Sola watched as Kyoko’s strength seemed to fade. Grinning sadistically, the Puerto Rican street fighter swayed her legs back and forth, starting to play with her intended victim a little bit. Having brushed her ass across Kyoko’s pretty face was sure to have made a statement, but Soledad wasn’t done with the former champion just yet.

“That all you got to say, now?” Sola smirked, then clamped her thighs even tighter around Kyoko’s head. The young Latina’s muscular legs closed in on Kyoko’s neck firmly, but Sola could feel those hands pawing at her. Sola shimmied her hips again, wanting to shake some more of the fight out of Kyoko as she maintained the hold.

“You were so talkative before, bitch, what happened? You feeling okay?” Sola reached down, and placed a hand against Kyoko’s forehead. The Latina began to stroke Kyoko’s head gently, like she would a child, while her muscular abs and thighs closed in around Kyoko’s neck. Sola’s eyes widened, and her bottom lip stuck out in a pout as she gave an expression of faux pity that fooled no one. With her free hand, Sola even tossed in a mocking motion, acting as if she were wiping away a tear. “You need the ref to come in and save you, puta? You wanna tell her you give up?”

[Fairy Dragon]

Sola was milking her control for all its worth shaking Kyoko's head like crazy and attempting to keep her trapped and squeezed between her thighs. The embarrassment from before fueling her every act and leaving an innate desire to humiliate Kyoko completely. Kyoko for her part was just trying to ignore the women's talking and actually get free again. Though she didnt have much to offer in her current position other then her hand digging into Sola's thigh and clawing it for all its worth.

"Im not...gonna...cry...like you..." Kyoko shook her head refusing to give up as her hand dug into her though and she tried to push up a bit with her legs. This still wouldnt fully break the hold but she might be able to get close and try and go for a swing aimed at Sola's belly with her other hand and keeping working the abs she knew had to be sensitive and sour thanks to the work she put on it before.

[Luncha_Libre]

“You’re not going anywhere,” Sola hissed, as Kyoko struggled for freedom. Sola’s hips buckled and jostled with Kyoko’s movements, but she kept her muscular thighs tight around her opponent’s head. The Puerto Rican street fighter was enjoying her position of dominance over her foe, but the next words out of Kyoko’s mouth rattled her.

“Oh yeah?” Sola snapped, at Kyoko’s taunt. “We’re gonna see about that, bitch!” Sola shook Kyoko’s head in her grip, right before the former champion dug deep and started to push herself up. Sola felt her thick ass leave the mat, and her eyes opened wide as she saw Kyoko ball up a fist and drive it straight into her aching belly.

“UUUUGHN!” Sola moaned, as her already-punished abs took another pounding from Kyoko. “Uughn, c-come on!” Groaned Sola, her thighs quivering around Kyoko’s head. Sola tried to hang in there, but her toned abs kept contracting in pain, and if this assault continued, she’d have no choice but to release her opponent from the hold!

[Fairy Dragon]

Sola didnt let go with just the first hit, the punch hurt and her legs started to slacken but she refused to let her breathe. Shaking her head and trying to take advantage and keeping herself in the best stance possible and Kyoko would try and keep it going. Holding her thigh and squeezing her more and trying to punch Sola's body again and again, hitting the most obvious and vulnerable target, but more to survive this time then before.

"Get..ugh..off me.." Kyoko would say, though the tightness in her neck made it hard for her talk above what was barely a whisper but her venom was still in her voice and the power she could still feel in her punches meant she could keep on hitting Soledad as hard as possible to free herself.