[Humiliation Hardcore Match] Nerissa Labong vs. Sheila Morgan - Wild And Free (Apex Qualifier Match)

[BlackAkuma]

Sheila was kind of wishing she’d just laid there and took the moonsault full on instead of trying to get out of the way. She had a pretty good core for a woman who’d never seen the inside of a gym before she came to Japan, built solely from her life back home. She was no stranger to taking hits in that region and powering through, and it wouldn’t have been anything with Nerissa’s offering. But moving like that put her in a worse position, with the impact jolting her arm out of place. Not enough to dislocate it, but too close for comfort. It was operable, but that numbing would be with her for at least the better of this day.

It was a small problem, but even that was intolerable with this matchup. She wanted to be at her best, needed to be.

”Ah, damn.” She slapped her shoulder a few times, getting the blood flow going but through her veins, as she rolled over. It was a bad hit, but Sheila wasn’t going to stay down from it, especially not this early in the match and even more especially with a woman she gave a damn about impressing, on top of defeating. She was on her way to sitting up, when Nerissa’s fine form came crashing down on her stomach, drilling her back into the mat and knocking the wind out of her. The woman wasn’t heavy by any real standard, but she had a lot of muscle in a tight package, and having all that come down on her midsection was on a smidge better than a bag of cement.

She croaked from the pain, but mixed in a moan as her opponent slithered over her, wrapping up her legs in a tight embrace and spreading them out. Grapevine hold? Interesting choice. Not a bad move, but she could count on one hand all the times she’d found herself in one, and it never seemed like the sort of thing that would make her tap out. More uncomfortable than anything unless the person doing it was much bigger and stronger than you, which Nerissa wasn’t. The two of them were close enough in size that they could fit in each other's clothes, a fact Sheila had verified when she tried out some of the Echidna's raunchier outfits back at her apartment on a lark.

”What’s this, getting nice and cozy?” She grunted as her palms were forced to the floor. ”Don’t slow it down on my account, I can…oh.”

A pleased gasp escaped her lips as Nerissa’s breasts descended, coming down over her face like a blanket. She’d always been a breast woman, loving a fine chest, and Echidna's was one of the best chests she’d ever dove into, making the top five with ease. Big, but not too much so, with just the right amount of softness. Hot all the time, the slightest hints of perspiration already seeping out. They were tits you could get lost in, and Sheila was going to enjoy her time there.

Why not? It wasn’t like she had much choice at the moment.

Sheila shifted in the hold, just enough to keep one of her shoulders off the mat, then went to work. Licking, suckling, nibbling, chewing on Nerissa’s breasts, going for all the erogenous zone, looking to drive her wild and reignite some memories from their night together, reminding her what she could do with this talented tongue. She even pressed her hips up, grinding her stomach into her opponent’s lap. It would alleviate some of the pressure in her legs, but it was more about getting as much skin contact as possible, making sure they both enjoyed their time down here.

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When Nerissa ended up on Sheila, it really brought back some pleasant memories. Nerissa firmly believed that the top position must be earned. The blonde fully shared this principle, because when they fucked each other in Nerissa's apartment, none of them agreed to stay down for a long time.

The fact that Nerissa pressed her to the mat gave Sheila some memories, judging by her words. But, anyway, the Echidna was not in the mood for a conversation right now, but for something more serious. She needed to weaken her rival, but who said that it was impossible to get a certain amount of pleasure at the same time? The Native American woman blocked the blonde's legs as much as possible, and then plunged Sheila's face into her breasts.

Considering that the Echidna's sports top hid as little as her sports panties, nothing stood between her breasts and Sheila's face. The Native American woman immediately felt hot breath on her skin. Oh, if they were completely naked now, then this scene would really almost completely repeat one of the moments of the night they spent together. But despite the desire to repeat those pleasant moments, now Nerissa's goal was only to take as much strength as possible from her rival.

Given the position of the Australian woman, most people in the arena, including Nerissa, were sure that she would start jerking in an attempt to free herself. But instead of any active movements with her whole body, Sheila only slightly changed her position so that one of her shoulder blades was not pressed against the mat. Nerissa found this decision strange, because it is unlikely that Sheila wanted to lose consciousness.

But in the next second it became clear what exactly the blonde wanted. Using her tongue, lips, and teeth, she began to lick, suck and bite Nerissa's breasts. An electric current seemed to pass through the Echidna's body. Pleasant sensations filled both her body and her mind. She tried to restrain herself for a few seconds, but then...

"Maaahhhh!" Nerissa let out a moan.

Damn it. Yes, that was it. Nerissa really liked what her rival's tongue was doing. Of course, she would never say that Sheila's tongue is better than her own, but she would be the last liar if she said that the Australian woman does not know how to do magic with this wet muscle.

"Bitch..." Nerissa said a little strangled, although there was no offensive context here, it was rather an expression of her emotions at the moment. "Maybe you just pass out between my tits so we can finish it and I can start fucking you?"

As much as she didn't like Sheila's actions, she wasn't going to let it cloud her head. The waves of excitement running through her body were a terrible temptation. But the Echidna knew that much more was waiting for her ahead. No, the blonde will not force her to give up her aspirations to win only with the help of this slick tongue.

Nerissa intended to strain her legs in order to increase the pressure on Sheila's lower body. And the next step she was going to arch slightly in her back in order to plunge the blonde's head deeper into these elastic pads. Nerissa could not ignore the actions of her rival. But she was ready to see what would happen faster. Either Sheila will lose consciousness or she go crazy from her rival's actions.

[BlackAkuma]

No, from a tactical standpoint, this might not have been the smartest move. Nerissa had her down, and even if she wasn’t in danger of getting pinned, there was still the damage to her legs to worry about, to say nothing of the lack of oxygen. Her opponent didn’t have the biggest breasts in LAW, that was far too high a bar for any lightweight to come close to, but her set were more than impressive enough to pull off a good smother and knock Sheila out.

But then again, if Sheila cared about ‘tactical standpoints’, she wouldn’t have spent so much time in the ring destroying her opponents at her own body’s expense. She was a backyarder, through and through. She did what felt good, and damn, did sucking on Nerissa’s flesh feel good.

Judging from the way her lover reacted, it was appreciated.

Sheila couldn't keep from having a rumbling chuckle from within her opponent’s chest when that moan came out. It might not have helped her win the match, but getting that out of her unwilling lips was a small accomplishment she was happy to take. A nice little reminder that she wasn’t the only one with some control here.

Of course, Sheila was still on the bottom, a fact that Nerissa was keen to remind her. The idea of getting knocked out and waking up to a wild fucking wasn’t the worst thing that she could imagine…if it happened at the end of the match. To have that be the way things went down so early was unthinkable. If nothing else, she wanted to be worthy of that kind of attention - Echidna would take her either way, but they’d both enjoy it even more if it came on the tail end of a hard fight.

So enough playtime, back to the business of bashing. First item to address - how was she getting out of this?

Both legs tied up. Sheila struggled in the hold, trying to slip her legs out of it, but while they were fairly close in terms of strength, Nerissa’s flexibility was keeping her in check. Made sense, the woman had a snake theme thing going on. So scratch that. What else could she do?

Both hands were tied up and pinned. She could probably push her and get her hands free, but she wouldn’t be able to do much from this angle. Couldn't get a wind up for a good punch. But…

Sheila summoned what was left of her strength and pushed up, forcing Nerissa’s chest away, with a quick bite for a going-away present. Once there was enough space made, she wrenched her right hand out of the vipress’ grip, reached up to grab the back of her head, and pulled it down as she jerked, trying to make the top of her skull meet with the tip of Nerissa’s chin for a rough crash.

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It wasn't the first time Nerissa had locked a rival in such a hold. Before Sheila, there was an Englishwoman in exactly the same position. Although, unlike Sheila, she did not waste time at all to enjoy being between Nerissa's booba. So now the Echidna was definitely having a much better time. In a sense, she shot two birds with one stone. She not only was weakening her opponent, but also was receiving caresses in the chest area. Perfect.

Speaking of her rival. Despite the fact that the Australian woman continued to actively work with her tongue, teeth and lips, Nerissa felt that her rival began to lose strength. Sheila's movements began to become slower. And although this pleased the Native American woman quite a lot, she doubted that her opponent decided to lose so easily.

The only question was how exactly Sheila was going to get free. In the place of her rival, Nerissa would probably have started trying to move her legs and alternately raise her shoulders on the mat in order to rock herself and her opponent. However, Sheila was in no hurry to do something like that.

"What are you up to?.." Nerissa wondered mentally.

But literally a second later, the Echidna received an answer to this question. Abruptly pushing off from the mat with the entire upper body, the blonde created a small space between them. And at the same moment, she pulled her hand out of Nerissa's grasp. The Native American woman bared her teeth, being surprised by her rival's tactics. But, unfortunately, it was the only thing she managed to do.

Using her free palm, Sheila grabbed the back of Nerissa's head and then yanked her head down sharply. The forehead of the Australian woman crashed into the chin of the Echidna. A white flash appeared in Nerissa's eyes. Almost every muscle in her body involuntarily relaxed, and then the pain came.

"Uggghhh!!!" she groaned painfully through clenched teeth.

Releasing both Sheila's other hand and her legs, Nerissa collapsed on her right side. Quite involuntarily, she threw her hands up, covering her chin. Pain and dizziness were the only things she felt right now. Information for those who are not very good at boxing. The chin is most often the target of the punch because it is the punch to the chin that most often leads the fighter into a groggy state.

The tables turned too quickly and Nerissa was not ready for this. This is exactly what led to the fact that Echidna was now busy only trying to pull herself together. Although, considering how much her head was hurting at the moment, it was clearly not the easiest task.

[BlackAkuma]

It was a shame that Sheila had to leave the comfort of Nerissa’s chest. Two of the better breasts she’d come across, and she would consider herself something of a connoisseur. Not as large as some others, but just big enough to be good for burying your face into. Soft skin, perfecting for biting and sucking on, and she didn’t use any of that foul tasting lotion that her last girlfriend was so fond of. She’d spent no small amount of time nestled in between them the last time they met, and she swore she could see a few lingering bite marks when she looked close enough.

But all good things had to come to an end, especially this. Oh, well, she’d have all the time in the world to play with them, if she kept landing hits like that.

The headbutt was a bit of a gambit, but one that paid off in grand fashion, slamming against Nerissa’s chin and laying her out in a hurry. She didn’t know any of those specifics about boxing, had zero experience with that, but she had a lifetime of first hand knowledge when it came to taking pain, so she was fully aware how much getting rocked in the jaw like that would hurt. If anything , Nerissa took it well, far better than she had the first time it happened to her. Woman was tough, no questioning it.

But Sheila’d gotten the better of her. If only for a little while. Now she had to do something with it.

She took a quick look at Nerissa, gauging her position, then tensed her legs. They ached, still feeling the effects of the grapevine, but they were useable, could still do some work in the next few second, so long as she didn't go too crazy. She had a few ideas, but first she needed to make sure her foe was properly pacified - that headbutt woud only lay her out for so long.

Sensing her time, Sheila rolled to the ropes and used them as support, pulling up to her feet as quick as she could. She made one, final check on her opponent’s position, then she dedicated her body to the move - no hesitation, no compromise.

Sheila leaped up, getting just high enough to plant her feet on the middle rope, and used the bounce to send her flying backwards. She tucked her body in as she flew, balling up as tight as she could, as she attempted to bring all come crashing down on Nerissa with a cannonball senton and smash her with about 120 pounds of pure Australian.

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Nerissa was good at boxing. Maybe not at the top of the skill, but still good enough. One of the basics of boxing is the ability to strain your muscles at the right moment in order to protect yourself from an incoming blow. Of course, pain is pain, but at least it can protect a fighter from being stunned. The Native American woman tried to strain all the available muscles from the neck up at the moment when Sheila pulled her head down.

But it's one thing when we talk about a boxing glove or even a fist, and a completely different thing when we talk about a forehead cutting into the chin. It was no less a hard blow than if a foot had crashed into the Echidna's head. Despite the fact that she herself was one of the best kickers in their team, thanks to Charlotte, she learned what a really hard kick in the head is.

As a result of her rival's actions, Nerissa ended up on her right side, covering her damaged chin. The noise in her head created such enormous pressure that she literally could not bring herself to gather her strength. The only thing she had the strength to do was shift the center of gravity in order to lie on her back.

This brought her almost no relief, especially considering that she had no idea what her rival was doing. Because of the groggy state, Nerissa did not understand that since Sheila did not immediately attack her, it means that the blonde was preparing something much heavier. It became obvious only at the moment when the Echidna forced herself to open her eyes. And even though her vision was blurry, she saw the silhouette of the Australian woman. Not in the ring, but in the air.

"Guuuahh!" a strangled groan and almost all the air that was in her lungs escaped from Nerissa's mouth.

A cannonball in the form of Sheila collapsed right in the center of Nerissa, hitting part of her chest, almost all of her ribs and even part of her stomach. The Native American woman's body folded in half for a moment, and then her legs and upper body collapsed back onto the mat.

Just like a few moments ago, she involuntarily turned on her right side, wrapping her arms around her ribs. The Echidna coughed strangled due to the fact that she could not take a normal breath. It seems she underestimated the endurance of her rival, since Nerissa was not sure that she could have acted so actively being strangled almost to unconsciousness. Perhaps the blonde had a second pair of lungs, but this is unlikely.

[BlackAkuma]

Nothing quite like a good senton, and Sheila - not to brag - was a woman who could pull off some good ones. The concept of using her body as a weapon was definitely in her wheelhouse, and she’d used just about every variation of the move you could think of. Running, spinning, flipping, in the corner, off the apron, onto tables, ladders and chairs. It didn’t seem to bother her as much as it did when she first started out - either her body had toughened up in response to the abuse, or she was just getting good at ignoring it.

Nerissa was one of the softer things she had ever landed on, though, and she made one of the best noises - Sheila loved everything that came out of this woman’s mouth, but sounds of pain were something she hadn't heard too much of until now. Needless to say, the sound sent a shiver running through her, and she was already looking forward to getting more of it as the match went on.

Patience, patience. She’d have other opportunities.

For now, she focused on her next move, as she sat up and caught a breath while Nerissa reeled. This was still too early to start digging for weapons, needed to buy more time for that. But she eyed the announcer’s table with an eager eye - she wanted to start working their way towards that for something big. Not yet, more work to be done. But that was going to be her target.

”All right, stunner.” She reached over, grabbed Nerissa’s head, and pulled her into a headlock. ”Back at it.”

Sheila used the ropes for support with her other arm and stood, forcing Nerissa to rise with her. She only wanted to get them both on their feet - many wrestlers would’ve stayed on the ground and worked from there, but that was never her thing. Sheila was at her best when it came to brawling, and this would turn out best for her if that was the game they played.

Once they were up, Sheila let go of the headlock, reeled back, and let fly with a right hook aimed at Nerissa’s face, looking to drive the woman back towards the corner with a clubbing blow. She wasn’t a boxer, either, but she could throw hands well enough, and she had a knack for not holding back.

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Far from the best situation. Nerissa had no other thoughts on this matter. The pain in her ribs seemed to bind her, the Native American woman felt as if she had been placed in a metal vise that prevented her from breathing. Every time she tried to take a breath, a painful spasm was born in her lungs, which stopped her from completing an inhale.

"Great job, Echidna," she mentally told herself. "Are you sure you came to Japan and not to Jobberland?"

And although Echidna gritted her teeth in an attempt to force herself to overcome this pain, it did not bring her the desired results. At some point, a memory seemed to run before her eyes. Whether it was a figment of her imagination or not, but for some reason Nerissa had a feeling that this had happened before. A few minutes of fame, and then she turned into a punching bag. Has this really happened before?..

However, Sheila saved the Echidna from having to dig into memories. The Australian woman continued the offensive, and it seems that, unlike Nerissa, she was not going to waste time on not the most effective actions. Grabbing the Native American woman, she forced her to her feet.

Due to the lack of oxygen, which is the basis of the strength of the whole body, Nerissa barely found the strength to somehow strain her muscles. Because of this, Sheila became the one who did most of the work of lifting the Echidna to her feet. However, the blonde had no problems with this, because after a few moments both women were on their feet.

When the Australian woman let go of Nerissa's head, she staggered. And then her opponent's fist flew into her jaw. The Echidna's head jerked to the side, saliva and a certain amount of blood flew out of her mouth. Due to the lack of oxygen, her mental clarity left much to be desired, and now the bells were ringing in her head again.

The Echidna involuntarily backed and her legs gave way. She started to lean back and would have fallen for sure, but her back pressed against the corner. This came as a surprise to Nerissa, because thanks to the chain of successful attacks of her rival, she clearly lost her orientation in space. Barely controlling her actions, she grabbed the top ropes, which allowed her to stay on her feet, although, given the fog in front of her eyes, she couldn't call it something really cool.

[BlackAkuma]

Sheila hissed on contact with the punch, drawing it back in fast and reeling from the impact. That had been a solid one - maybe too solid. Crazy thing about hitting people in the face, striking the hardest part of the human body wasn’t good for your knuckles in the long run. Given her habit of it and the caliber of opponents she was facing these days, it might be worth looking into a set of gloves with some padding for her next outfit.

Didn’t matter, though - the important thing was that it landed, a clean hit, and it sent the Echidna reeling. She went into the corner and stayed there, propped up against the ropes, open for a whole host of things, and Sheila was feeling creative.

It looked like her opponent was in danger of flopping forward, so she stepped in and gave her a hand…sort of. The Australian moved in and slid her thigh between Nerissa’s legs, with the rest of her body following suit. Breasts met breasts, hips met hips, and the foreheads touched with just the right amount of force - not quite a headbutt, but not gentle, either. It was a close to a kiss as you could get without kissing, so close her lips would brush against her mate’s with every word she spoke.

”Be right back.” She gave Nerissa the smallest bite, right on the tip of her lip. ”Don’t go anywhere.”

Sheila winked and then ran away from Nerissa in a rush, picking up speed with each step as the feeling returned to her legs, still shaking off the stiffness from the grapevine. She was just short of sprinting speed when she reached the opposite corner, and she used all her momentum when she leaped up, planted one foot on the middle pad, and kicked off it to send her flying back towards her opponent.

When Sheila came running back towards Nerissa now, she was moving at her absolute fastest, turning into a blur as she crossed the ring. She waited until the last second, the exact last moment, then jumped up and with her legs shooting out, trying to hit her opponent with a with a running dropkick to the face.

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Nerissa certainly expected that this match would be quite difficult. It just couldn't be otherwise, given the temperament of her new acquaintance. There are people who have a habit of talking too much and loudly, while in fact it turns out that all these big words are nothing more than useless bragging. But Sheila was clearly not one of those people, Nerissa knew this even before the bell rang.

But the Echidna definitely did not expect that already at the very beginning of the match she would be able to oppose practically nothing to her opponent. This blonde did not leave her a single opportunity to counterattack. This led to the fact that Nerissa found herself in a corner, where she was accompanied by pain and terrible dizziness.

When there's a fog in front of your eyes, it's always bad. In this state, it is almost impossible to control your body. The Native American woman's legs were trembling and only her instincts prompted her to tighten her grip on the top ropes in order not to fall down. She was desperately trying to gather her strength, but so far she had not any success in this.

And although Nerissa managed to stay on her feet, the Australian woman decided to give her some support. The blonde pressed her body against the front side of the Echidna. Yes, it was certainly pleasant moment. Pleasant sensations that were interrupted at the moment when Sheila again forced their foreheads to collide. Of course, it wasn't like that hard headbutt, after which Nerissa's affairs began to roll into Hell. But for the current condition of the Native American woman, even this was extremely painful.

In order to restrain a painful groan, Nerissa clenched her teeth hard, thereby barring them. It was at this moment that Sheila threw another phrase, and then bit the Echidna's lower lip. If the match had been going on with varying success, then surely Nerissa would have found this gesture very hot. But considering that she was now a dummy for her rival's fists, it was more a prick on her pride than something pleasant.

The next thing the Echidna heard was a loud stomping of feet. And this stomping was gradually receding. There were still white spots in Nerissa's eyes, but she was able to concentrate her gaze enough to see that Sheila was quickly moving away from her. Ah, it seems she understood what her rival was up to. There was nothing supernatural about it. Knowing Nerissa's current state, any opponent in Sheila's place would try to do something at this moment that would reset the Echidna's chances of winning to about zero.

Nerissa didn't even notice how tightly she had clenched the top ropes. But when her nails dug into the ropes so hard that she felt pain, she finally fully realized how angry she was. This was the third match that started like this. And although she wasn't used to complaining about anything at all, it started to get really annoying.

A brief moment of silence marked the fact that Sheila turned in the opposite direction. And then another batch of footsteps, this time much louder. Sheila began to approach the Echida, and the audience began to increase the noise, because they knew perfectly well that something really serious was waiting for them now. But the only thing Nerissa could hear right now was the beating of her heart, which was getting faster and faster with every step of her rival.

"Pull your fucking self together, dumbass..." she mentally told herself.

Nerissa bit the edge of her lower lip so hard that a thin trickle of blood flowed down her chin. But this allowed her to some extent both to distract from the pain in all other parts of the body, and to slightly reduce dizziness. She still couldn't see Sheila clearly, but even the silhouette of this woman was enough for the Echidna right now.

And at the moment when there were about three or four steps between them, the Native American woman strained her arms in order to pull herself forward using the top ropes. She didn't care what exactly her opponent was going to do because she intended to prevent it. And in an attempt to get at least some significant success in this match, Nerissa was going to take a step forward, loudly stamping her left foot.

She hoped that Sheila's speed would play against her because in fact it was the only option not to screw up even more. The Echidna wanted to raise her right leg bent at the knee, and then straighten this leg in the direction of her opponent's face. If Sheila's bite could be considered a parting gift in some sense, then this big boot kick could surely be considered a welcome gift.