L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Veyle smirked as Niko started trying to talk her own trash. Just more to throw back into her face once she was back on top, she thought. The curvy pinkette began to make her move, which the Italian took as her cue to start fighting back. Veyle raised her hands to catch Niko's butt before it could come down on her face, and then would begin her counter.

As Niko moved back, Veyle would move with her. Pushing her arms up and back as well as pulling her legs back to try to throw Niko off while the sadist herself would try to roll back to reverse the position and put herself on top. Once she did so, Veyle would push herself up Niko's body until she got her crotch to her opponent's face. Then Veyle would slide forward, rubbing her crotch over Niko's face until the Italian turned back over onto her stomach, laying down on top of Veyle.

Once Veyle was on top, she would wrap her legs around Niko's neck, locking her into a Reverse Headscissors. The ruby-eyed wrestler would go onto her hands and knees, sticking her butt out backwards as she would pull her legs in towards her, attempting to force Niko's face into her butt, combining her Headscissor with a Facesit. "Heh, what's worse; getting my sweat and smell, or the fact that you aren't getting any air?" Veyle asked. "Hmm, well, I guess you'll just have to tell me once I'm done squeezing you."

Getting sick of her opponent's attitude up till this point Niko was determined to try and shut the woman up both literally and figuratively. As such, despite the victory roll pin not being something that would win the match Niko used it instead as a bit of a breather before trying to lean back wards a bit more to try transition into a full on face sit where she'd also try and spank the girl as payback.

Unfortunately however Veyle managed to stop this, pulling them backwards more than Niko had expected or wanted, pulled onto her back instead were Veyle would then lock in a reverse head scissor hold on her! "UGH!" Niko gagged out before getting pulled upwards, right into her opponent's rear end in a combination face sit and reverse head scissor hold! Leaving Niko unable to do anything but try and struggle underneath the girl until she got bored!

Veyle wiggled her butt in Niko's face a bit before sliding her body down Niko's, looking like a cat with her ass up in the air while she stretched forward. Her modest breasts slid over Niko's busty jugs as the Italian ran her tongue down the pinkette's body. Veyle put one long, slow, big lick down the middle of Niko's body, over her belly button, and only stopping right before she got to Niko's crotch.

"Why are you even a wrestler," asked Veyle as she reached her hands forward, cupping her hands underneath Niko's butt and gently groping it and her thighs, and giving a hum of approval to what she felt. "I'm not even trying to mock you, I ask sincerely," Veyle's tone seemed to match her words as she spoke. "Your body isn't just amazing, it's special. Why would you want to waste and ruin it wrestling, when all you're doing is sending into fights where it will lose and get beaten?"

"You should be a bikini model, or hell, even a sportswear model if you just like wrestling that much," continued Veyle. "You could even pull off acting if you have even the slightest talent for it with your looks. Wealth, adoration, fame, you could be so much more than a jobber if you if you just gave this up. I guess I do appreciate you doing this, since it means I get to have your special body like this. But I still want to know why." Veyle would move her butt off of Niko's face and let up on her Headscissor a bit. Not enough to let her go, but enough that she would be able to talk. Veyle was serious about wanting an answer for Niko.

Niko was still locked down by Velye's hold on her, the ass on her face and torso especially locking down a majority of her ability to speak or respond. But one lucky side effect of her past habits of wrestling was that Niko had actually developed a pretty great skill at holding in her air and she wasn't about to lose to such a simple smother hold. Still all that being said she was at least able to hear what her opponent was saying as she questioned why Niko was a wrestler still, why she wasn't a model or actress with her looks.

It was a fair thing to be curious about, and it wasn't the first time Niko had been questioned about it and it probably wouldn't be the last. As the ass of her opponent left her face though and Niko took in a big in half of air Niko would look up at her opponent with a calm expression. "Because... I enjoy it. I've learned to love it, and I've been trained... I'm better now and I want to prove I belong here, regardless of what you or anyone else has to say!" Niko declared loudly and proudly, not a ounce of fear or hesitation in her voice as she did so!

"Hmm, 'learned to love' implies that you didn't really care for wrestling at the start," noted Veyle. "It makes me wonder what made you take this up at all, but I also suppose that isn't quite as important. To each their own, I suppose. Regardless of the intelligence of their decisions. As i said, I'm not complaining."

Veyle had already let up a bit on her Headscissors, and now she let it go entirely. Opting now to sit on Niko's chest, butt cheek atop breast. Then the monochrome haired wrestler would begin firing punch after punch into Niko's belly. There wasn't any particular goal in Veyle's mind aside from wearing down the pinkette, so she'd just keep hitting and hitting.

"I can't help but notice that you really aren't proving anything, Niko," Veyle said as the blows continued. The supposed jobber's stomach was actually a fair bit tougher than she had been expecting, but it would cave beneath her fists regardless. "So who are you going to blame? You certainly seem to believe that you're good enough. Does that mean whoever trained you did a crap job? Or perhaps, I'm just too good? I certainly am as such for more than a few women." Even as she monologued, Veyle would keep an eye on Niko's legs. If she ever tried to swing them up to catch Veyle, then the Italian would catch them, trap one underneath her arm to hold her lower body in place, and then begin to pound her pussy with a fist swung like club.

Niko had said her piece, and she wasn't going to back down, likewise she wasn't going to go back on her vow to not give any attention to Veyle's taunts. There was no point, just as Tiki had taught her, for real this time and without back tracking again. No matter how tempting it was with what the girl was saying. Though the option to even try and talk back was removed all together when she scooted upwards and turned around, beginning to rain down punches onto her stomach from above!

"Ngh! Ugh! Agh!" Niko groaned out in pain from the repeated strikes, unable to do anything as she was beaten, unable to respond in any way and not even bothering to try and use her legs to force her opponent away. Instead Niko knew that she had to trust her training, that her abs could withstand the beating until Veyle got bored and tried to transition into something else, that would be her moment to strike and hopefully turn the tide of this match once and for all!

Veyle had honestly been hoping that Niko would try to kick her legs up to give the Italian an excuse to punch her in the pussy, but it seemed that the big breasted Lightweight was content to just ride out the storm. But when Veyle decided that she was done blasting Niko's stomach, she would still put her fist between the pinkette's legs once for good measure before moving onto her next move.

Veyle, believing that Niko was weak enough for her to do whatever she wanted, would pick the pinkette up into her arms and carry her to a corner of the ring. Then the ruby-eyed wrestler would climb up the turnbuckle, Niko in tow, preparing to hit her with one of her signature moves: Misericorde. "Prepare to have your back blown out like never before, Niko!" Veyle called out before she made the drop.

Misericorde

Things were not good for Niko right now. Denied a chance to even start any offensives Niko was trying her best to ride out the storm of stomach punches until Veyle transitioned and gave her a opportunity. Of course Despite her patience and willingness to not resist Veyle still saw fit to throw another low blow to her pussy for good measure! 'Damn!' Niko thought with a wince and while it hurt, it wasn't the first time tonight she had been hit there, likewise the pain in her stomach was still bad, almost to the point that she was numb.

Which was why as she was picked up by Veyle Niko would suck in a big breath of air, trying to prepare herself as they ascended the corner until they were at the top. Once there... Niko knew that it would be now or never as her legs were placed over her opponent's shoulders. 'Now!' Niko thought to herself as she was lifted up before suddenly throwing herself down prematurely to her opponent's design, twisting her body as she did so while pulling her legs forward to try and take Veyle off the corner and threw the air with a hurricanrana to spike her opponent's head into the mat!

"Heh heh heh," Veyle laughed as she climbed up the turnbuckle. One arm grabbing the ropes, the other holding Niko up against her. "I can't wait to see how that beautiful body of yours looks bent backwards over my knees." The ruby-eyed wrestler then reached the top of the post, hands on Niko's hips as she prepared to jump off.

But it wouldn't be Veyle who brought the two back down. "Wha-" Veyle gasped as Niko's legs tightened around her head and pulled her down. The two turned over in the air before Niko slammed her hips down into the Italian's face and spiking the back of her head into the mat. Finally countering all of Veyle's torment with the crotch to the face Hurricanrana.

Niko had been on the receiving end of some major hits in the early goings of this match but she wasn't about to let it continue! While Veyle was tough and vicious, Niko had been trained to be durable and know when she had a opportunity and she had found hers. Closing her legs around the woman's head and reversing her attempted match ending offense Niko succeeded in spiking Veyle's head and ending up straddled on top of her face!

"YES!" Niko cried out excitedly as she pushed herself up into a stand and got up before stumbling a bit, luckily managing to get up to the corner and hold onto them. "Come on!" Niko shouted to the audience while waving her arm up, rallying them to her side as she quickly climbed the corner onto the middle ropes before pushing off, leaping backwards through the air to try and come crashing down on her opponent's body with a middle rope moonsault!