Change of Fortune - Miss Fortune vs Drake "Domino" Vyril

[RiotGrrl]

In terms of match flow, Madison thought it was going well, the early exchanges all going in her favor due to her slightly unscrupulous nature, however Domino seemed to be a very experienced wrestler and had probably faced rivals much worse than Madison, both in terms of skill and cunning. As she took flight, she felt the impact and a gasp of air escaped her lungs. She was taken with the momentum for just a moment, believing that she was going to take down Domino and had intended to create some momentum with a series of moves to not only show off a little in-front of the man, but to wear him down.

Things however quickly fizzled out. As Madison stopped abruptly she didnt topple him, she didnt make the cross-body count, and now she was in his arms, vulnerable and wide open for the counter. She glanced at the floor and took a sharp breath

"Unnnn OK. Ummm you can put me down, that was dumb, haha. I get it....."

Her attitude changed from cocky seductive minx of the wrestling world to a worried girl from New York. Domino however made her pay, just as he had every right to.

WHAM!

The back-breaker found perfection in its execution and Madison jolted on his knee, her back spiked as she was bent in an unholy fashion.

"AGGHHHHHHH FUUCKK!"

The expletive laden exclamation said it all. Her back exploded in pain and she managed to wriggle her wracked body off his knee and slumped down into the canvas. Madison winced as her face screwed up and she moaned softly. Her hand slapped the canvas and almost instinctively out of some idea of preservation, she rolled onto her aching back to try and prevent any further damage or follow up by Domino in that dull painful area. It also left her wide open for the big wrestler to continue his assault. Madison just hoped she could hold on enough and try to counter at the slightest opportunity

[CyanDimitrik]

The thought crosses Domino's mind to keep her restrained over his knee and work her back over in a bridging submission hold. But she acts faster than he commits to the idea, and she tumbles free to land on the mat.

He lifts to his feet as he watches her cope with the pain. He's sure he hasn't gone too hard on her; certainly not yet. And even if he was, he said he wouldn't hold back on her. What would it benefit her if he did, anyway? When she rolls onto her back, he sees his opening and what he'll do next. Her back got some punishment; time to work her abs.

Taking a single step forward, he suddenly pops into the air in a snappy backflip! As he descends towards her, his arms and legs pull back to draw his abdominals taut. Unless she rolls away or works up a defense, those hard abs are going to land directly across her belly in a standing shooting star press!

[RiotGrrl]

Madison lay there struggling to get any kind of feeling on her back as she lay on the canvas. She was cursing the stupidly of her move, and now had a painful reminder of the fact. She opened her eyes to see Domino on his feet and looking down at her. However the New Yorker couldnt move enough to even think about getting out of his way for whatever it was he had planned for her. She pawed at the canvas, trying to get even the slightest movement so she could scoot on her back and behind away from him, but nothing really happened. Madison considered rolling over to crawl more effectively, but if she let Domino land for instance an elbow drop to her back, or get her in a clutch she would be putty in his hands

The redhead realized amid her predicament that her cocky rule about a ten count pin also meant that a submission was completely invalid, not matter how much she gave up

"Ugnn well done Maddy"

She muttered to herself, and let her gaze drift back up along that considerable package, those toned abs of Domino, and his defined chest. At any angle, the man was hot and it played games with the New Yorkers mind. She was torn between jobbing to the man and trying to kickstart her career on LAW. Temptation was a powerful beast! Amid her daydream, she saw Domino descending fast

"Ahhh gaawddd OOFFFF!"

The air was driven out of her as her abs took his weight across them. Maidson's legs and upper torso shot up into the air, effectively bending her back the opposite way of the back-breaker moments before. She came to rest under him, coughing and trying to suck in as much air as possible, which sounded like a wheeze! Her hands came to paw at him, running along his back and shoulders as she pushed with barely any strength at all.

"Too.. heavy!"

She gasped and lay there struggling. Again for the moment, Domino had complete control of the girl breaking her and squashing her in quick succession. Madison decided to try to preserve her strength, if Domino moved and went for another big move, she would have to time it just right to avoid losing in the shortest time possible

[CyanDimitrik]

It's an exhilarating feeling, going for a high-flying move - even from a standing position. Once you're in the air, that's it. There's precious little you can do to change your fate. Either you're going to have a happy ending, or you're going to be in a world of hurt. There is no in between. And in this case, it's a very happy ending.

Domino feels the girl's stomach crush under his six-pack, her body folding briefly around him before dropping back. Her hands roam his body to no complaint, and he opts to stay put right there. Perhaps it's cocky, thinking this is it for the redhead. Perhaps it's a show of mercy, giving her a chance to recuperate or accept a defeat without more punishment. Maybe it's even a little indulgent, enjoying the feel of her skin pressed to his, of being poised atop her, feeling her belly against his abs. His back arches to mash his stomach across hers tighter, elbows planted into the mat.

"One!," he calls, head turned to look down at her. She should have no trouble breaking the pin, given he's not doing anything to hold her shoulders down. This would be a better pin for someone who's giving zero resistance.

[RiotGrrl]

Madison was feeling flat under the taunt abs of Domino. Aside from the pain that sored around her body, it wasnt an entirely bad feeling. The close body contact had been something that Madison had craved since she laid eyes on the man, and now she had it, she was reluctant to let it go. However Domino started a count, and even though it would be a long way to the full ten, Madison was not about to let herself be pinned like this so early. She took a deep breath and saw Domino glance at her, with a half smile that was more cute than aggressive or sarcastic, she reached for his shoulder with one hand and his cheek with the other, choosing to cup it as opposed to slap it. She grunted and pushed looking to twist to her left away from Domino whilst trying to move him off her.

If it was successful, she would try to get to her hands and knees and shake her head. The hair on her head was now slightly sweaty an hung lank around her pale face, which ironically was flushed red with the effort. She peeled back her hair and glance for where she felt Domino was

"Gotta try harder than that babes!"

She playfully teased the man and even though she was still feeling sore. Madison would attempt to push up to her feet and back away, her steps causing her to stumble slightly as she found relative sanctuary in the corner of the ring now. Madison leaned up against the corner pads and took deep breaths as kept her eyes on the man. Taking a time out was a smart move right now given the moves she just took. When the New Yorker felt it was right she moved out, again raising her hands to meet the man for a grapple

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino half-expected her to twist out at the one-count. The other half was expecting her to rest in the pin for much longer, to take her time - and quite possibly just enjoy the contact. So either way, it would've been unlikely to surprise him.

She twists over, and Domino moves to his knees to watch her. She looks good, her hair framing her that way. Maybe a ten second pin wasn't such a good idea. His gaze shifts aside guiltily. When the eyes return to her, she's drawing up to her feet, and so he follows. He waits for her to sink back into the corner, then gives a predatory smile. He has to remind himself he said he wasn't going to go easy on her.

Without giving her enough time to take her break, Domino rushes in! Boots thump along the mat right up until he closes the distance with her, taking a quick hop! His body tilts forward, and he aims to crash his hard pecs against her breasts in a body avalanche!

[RiotGrrl]

The redhead gasped in and out deeply as the pain started to go from very sore to a dull ache, she hadnt really shown any skill off yet in the match but all she needed was one chance. Positive attitude was everything and if she could stay in the mindset of that she could pin her hot rival down, she may just be in with a chance of winning. As she waited, she tried to read the mans body language, she was trying to guess his next move. Fortunately she guessed right.

As Domino kicked off the canvas, Madison waited by the corner. She could feel the canvas shaking, matched by the tremble inside. This was a one shot deal. If she got this wrong, there was no way at this stage she could take the impact of the male wrestler crashing into her smaller frame and crushing her. Soon as the man was airborne, Madison moved and bolted to her right looking to use the ropes to guide her, and let Domino collide with the turnbuckles than her body.

THUD!

Madison would look back to see the damage, and knew any wrestler would be moving a little slower after a collision like that. If Domino hadnt fallen down by now, Madison would move back in and look to grab him around back of the head and try to force him to turn around. With her dazed foe ahead of her, she would try to bend him forward and hook his head under her armpit for a front facelock. Providing Domino didnt counter her movements, she would drop back sharply looking to deliver a DDT to the male wrestler and try to bring him down to where she could start to work on his sexy body and add some punishment of her own

[CyanDimitrik]

Oh. Oh crap. She's not as winded as Domino had thought. He's made a terrible mistake here. Perhaps ironically, it's about on par with her shooting for a crossbody after only a chop!

"UNF!"

Domino's chest impacts nothing but turnbuckle, knocking the wind out of him. He doesn't drop to the mat, but he's not exactly stable on his feet after that impact. Dazed, he staggers back from the corner with a wobble. Lacking stability, there's nothing he can do to resist her turning him around. He finds his head tucked under her arm, and his hands move to her bare waist for balance. And that balance is completely taken away as she drops! The top of his head collides with the mat behind her, the pain jolting through his body like electricity! He completely flips over, landing flat on his back on the mat above her, his arms folding over the top of his head and eyes squeezed shut.

"Aagh..! God..!"

[RiotGrrl]

Madison felt the canvas shake as she landed with Domino, although it was his head that bounced off the canvas and only her back and plump bottom. She sat there for a moment, blowing a loose stand of hair away from her face with a puff. The redhead was sweating hard and looked around to see the man clutching his head just beyond her. Had this been a more serious match, she would undoubtedly have gone for a pin attempt, and probably one of her trademark smothers. However this was different, plus if she sat on Domino's face right now, it would completely give away her thoughts and feelings that she liked the man, a lot! There was a good chance he could use this against her also.

Changing her tactics a little, Madison wheeled around, swiveling on her plump bottom, so that she was facing him. The redhead opened her legs and lifted the mans head so that the back of it rested on her crotch. Once into position she would bat his hands away like a cat with a toy and curl her right leg up underneath his chin so that her calf was snug. The Madison would place her left leg over the ankle of her right, as she applied a figure four head-scissor to Domino. She reached to tug on the foot of her right boot to increase the pressure and was looking to take some of the fight out of him Fortunately, she managed to sit up and now could look at his cute trapped face which meant a hell of a lot of teasing was on the cards

"Ya know sweetheart, you can tap all you want but I am gonna wear you out and leave you smothered and covered!"

Of course Madison may well not smother the man, but she wanted to plant the idea in his head at the very least, and given his view would be of her heaving breasts, it was certainly a fate that wasn't the worst way to lose a match, Madison would look to crank on the pressure, enjoying a rare moment of control for a bit, however she knew Domino was probably skilled enough to escape from such holds

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino is in a rare state of complete vulnerability. His head is lifted and set against the girl's welcoming hips, and his hands batted away haplessly. Her legs wind around his head in the scissor, his gaze slowly coming into focus. Her breasts hang over him as the pressure begins to set in. "Nng..!" His hands pat and pull at her legs, trying to loosen the grip!

"Is that.. how.. you prefer your men..?," he asks, straining to get the words out in the hold. "Choked out..?" His fingers dig into her thighs, his head squirming, testing his mobility. Of course, that motion would cause the back of his head to rub in heavily between her legs.