Full Bodied

[BlackAkuma]

Freia could’ve pounced on Nell. Could’ve swooped in, put her in some kind of wild hold, made her scream. Could’ve yanked that hair, pulled her up, and gave her a chop so hard it knocked her tits loose.

But she did none of those things, instead holding back for the moment, giving her foe some small mercy. That was what it would’ve looked like to the uninitiated observer, but those who knew Freia better would realize that the Silver Wolf was just whetting her appetite, having some fun, trying to make a real show out of this. Her customers had come for a show, and she was always out to satisfy.

Plus, knocking her over like this gave her a chance to admire that fine ass. Not bad, not bad at all.

Nell, to her credit, didn’t seem too deterred by the turnabout, getting up and moving in again, looking like she wanted a test of strength. That one took Freia by surprise, not something she would expect someone off the street to go for, but okay, she would play along. Smirking, she moved in with her hands up, inching forward, ready to lock horns…

…only to be promptly knocked on her ass when Nell surged forward, caught her legs, and drove her hard to the ground with a double leg takedown, slamming her hard, right on her back. It was far from the most devastating move, but she hadn't been ready for it in the least, which made it so much worse than it would’ve otherwise been.

[PurpleMage]

Nell wasn’t a foolhardy that deluded herself with her skill level. She knew she was the underdog in that fight and that her rival was way more experienced than her, but when her double leg takedown actually worked she wasn’t surprised because the rookie was still confident in her skills and her chances. The attending crowd, however, reacted in awe and disbelief and it showed. Mostly every regular at ICE knew of Freia and how whenever she stepped on the ring the show was over for any other wannabee wrestler trying to face her, so having someone pulling an actual wrestling move, despite being something as simple as a takedown, against Freia caught everyone by surprise.

From there, Nell suddenly saw herself towering over Freia while having a hold on both the Wolf’s thighs. Once again the question “what now?” rang inside Nell’s head, but this time her reaction was way quicker and more on point. “Figure-four, quick!” The rookie’s thoughts raced and if the situation had been different, if the two wrestlers fighting each other had a very smaller gap of experience and skill between them it would have been a good idea. The theory was right, but it remained to be seen if Nell had enough skill to back her strategy. That was how the rookie started trying her best to seal a figure four leglock on Freia. It would look pretty convincing for any average strip-club goer, but any wrestler with a little experience would notice several spots in which Nell’s moves still lacked finesse and flow, and could definitely use that against her.

[BlackAkuma]

Freia would give Nell credit. She might have been raw in the experience department, but she made up for it in spirit—maybe too much, even.

She also seemed to have at least some training in actual wrestling, more than she would’ve expected from someone coming off the street. It wasn’t the best double leg takedown she’d ever seen, but it was a far cry from the worst, executed with skill and speed, with a decent fakeout to set it up. It was good enough for someone on her level to fall for it, and the crowd was taken aback, as well. The laughter was still present but dying down.

Freia quickly regained her senses, just in time to notice that her opponent was setting up her legs for…something. Was she going for a figure-four? That was what it seemed like, but she was having trouble getting the legs in the right position, moving like a kid who’d just learned to tie their shoes. It gave Freia a big opening, and she’d be a fool not to take it. So.

The moment Nell locked the hold in, Freia threw her body to the side, went into a roll, flopped on her belly, and reversed the pressure, trapping her opponent in the move she’d just set up. "Nice try. B for the effort."

[PurpleMage]

Nell’s attempt at a follow-up in the form of a figure four leglock wasn’t a bad idea, but the reaction time she had and the execution weren’t top notched and it showed to Freia. The rookie took too much time for her fighting instincts to take over and assess the situation, and then when she finally decided on a move and despite knowing well the theory and having practiced it in safe conditions in her training. However, one thing was executing a move in a training environment and a really different thing was making it in the middle of a fray, where decisions and movements were intended to happen in split seconds. That translated in Nell’s motions being not so on point, the rookie fumbling a little over her and Freia’s legs. Of course Nell wouldn’t notice that, but Freia had enough time to notice and form a plan.

Freia allowed Nell to keep going with the setup for the submission move, and at the last second the trap sprung and the Wolf quickly rolled over, effectively reversing the move and applying all the strength and damage Nell intended for it against the rookie. “Ungh! D-damn it!” Suddenly Nell was in a world of pain, electric currents running through her legs as she felt the strain, gritting her teeth to avoid showing the gravity of her predicament while hitting the mat once with her fist in an attempt to distract her mind from the pain. Again, she had studied some ways to escape submission holds, and she knew pretty well that a figure-four leglock reversal could be easily reversed once again, returning to the original position and transforming a bad situation into a good one, but that thought didn’t come to Nell’s mind now that she was struggling with pain, and having Freia teasing her didn't help as the rookie had a pride. So instead of trying to roll over again she mustered her strength and tried to crawl towards ringside to get a rope break, a maneuver that despite being feasible would have a much bigger cost in energy.

[BlackAkuma]

In Nell’s defense, her attempt at a figure-four wasn’t the worst she’d ever seen. It lack panache, but she’d seen trained wrestlers mess it up all the time, which made her curious about exactly where this woman had come from. She hadn't mentioned it, but Freia was starting to get the impression her opponent had been trained somewhere. Maybe even LAW, given their proximity to the arena. It would certainly explain a few things.

She didn’t dwell on it, though, choosing instead to focus on her opponent’s flight, trying to maximize the damage as she fled. Nell wasn’t weak by any means, so she was going to make it to the rope and get her break. It was only a question of whether or not Freia had a plan for it.

The answer to that question was an unqualified ‘yes.’

She looked over her shoulder, waiting for Nell to crawl further, almost within arm's reached, before she abruptly let go of the hold and stood, freeing her opponent from the leggy prison. Her respite would be short lived, however, as the Silver Wolf spun about, planted her feet on the woman’s back, and began to step all over her shoulders, trampling her while she grabbed the ropes for support. She would only be able to do this for so long while she held on, and the referee was already counting, but she ignored it for the time being. Felt way too good.

[PurpleMage]

Nell’s attempt at a figure-four leglock surely had been above the standards of any wrestler wannabee that approached ICE in hopes to tussle with some dreamy hot women, but in the end it fell short against an experienced wrestler like Freia. Maybe if Nell had fought any of the club’s girls she would have fared much better, but that wouldn’t have had the same impact for her first match. Now Nell didn’t have the time to dwelve on that as she was struggling to escape the reversal of the move that went south. In the future, Nell would be more than capable of fighting back with more prowess and knowledge, flipping tables and switching positions so she would be again in control, but for the moment she had to settle for what she could do: slowly crawl towards the ropes in between grunts of effort and pain. It was taking a toll on her body, but the promise of freedom was getting closer and closer with each inch she gained…

Suddenly, Nell was released, feeling the immediate relief from her strained legs, but that would take some more time to fully recover. Just when she was thinking about getting back on her feet Freia decided to show some of her more cruel side by stepping on Nell’s back. “Uuungh! Let me go!”, she squirmed but that only made the hold more painful. “Come on Freia! She has the ropes!” The referee was now counting as Nell had finally managed to get a hold on the lower rope, but it looked like Freia wanted to use every second she had to further make Nell suffer some more pain.

[BlackAkuma]

Little bit of a trampling fetish, here. Judging by the whistles she got from the crowd, it seemed like she had some foot fetishists in attendance. She’d have to make note of that for later, something she could play up with her patrons in the future.

For now, though, it was all about her gratification, her pleasure, her show, and she was immensely enjoying the sensation of having Nell underfoot, writhing beneath her heels. She rode the woman like a surfboard, staying perfectly balanced with the rope’s aid, and rode down her opponent’s struggles with solid stomps, never letting her have an inch of recovery.

Of course, there was the referee to worry about. While she owned this club and paid the woman’s salary, she had agreed to do this reasonably, and exploiting the official to get her way wouldn’t be a clean win. After all, she shouldn’t need tricks to take down a woman like this.

So, before the five count was reached, Freia backed off and let her opponent rise, but not without a parting gift: As she stepped back, she leaned down, reeled back, and gave her opponent a nice, healthy slap across her ass, enjoying the jiggle as she backed away.

More eager than ever, she held out her hands and beckoned Nell on. ”Is that the best you’ve got for me?”

[PurpleMage]

During her training sessions Nell made sure to tell her coach not to pull any punches, to go at it so her training regime would get her as close to the real thing as possible, but even when being subjected to submission moves or such kind of things it was under a safe environment that didn’t have in mind tricks or foul play like the one Freia was executing at the moment. No matter how hard she tried to condition her body to the upcoming fray, some things she couldn’t prepare for, and Freia was taking advantage of that.

Even if that match wasn’t an official one, the referee was still enforcing the rules of a regular match, so there was no place for agression as long as either Nell or Freia had a grasp on the ropes, but that didn’t mean that Freia wouldn’t wait until the last second to release her. Now freed, Nell could try and recover, but not before adding the salt of Freia’s remarks to her pain. “Says the bad bitch who resorted to bending the rules...”, she said while getting up, rubbing her pained shoulders.

Resolved to come back at Freia strong, Nell decided to play another of her ruses that had served her well previously. This time she came back to the test of strength idea. Again she had some trick on her sleeve. First she would push on the test of strength if accepted, but then she would suddenly stop applying force and try to execute a monkey flip to surprise and get Freia on her back.

[BlackAkuma]

For all the taunting, Freia returned to Nell with a touch more caution than last time, weary of what this woman could do. She clearly wasn’t just some fresh waif off the street with no idea of what she was doing. She had some experience between the ropes - maybe not too a great deal, but enough to pose something reminiscent of a threat. The advantage was still firmly in her camp, she was the veteran here, but even the small chance that she could be defeated in her own club was more than she liked. It wasn’t as if Nell would get ownership of the place if she lost or anything crazy like that, but the last thing she needed for her career was being defeated on her home turf by a rookie, of all people.

She maintained the smile, kept up appearances, but there was some hesitation as she moved in to lock up. It wasn’t unwarranted, either - sure enough, Nell had something up her non-existent sleeves. They’d barely touched before she pulled her in for a monkey flip, sending her rolling into the air with a slick maneuver.

There was nothing wrong with the technique itself, one of the better ones Freia’d ever seen. But she was familiar with this move and knew what to do with it. Instead of fighting the momentum, she threw herself into it, hitting the canvas and immediately going into a roll to disperse the impact. It allowed her to pop up to her feet quicker without taking much in the way of the damage, and she went back on the attack straightaway. Freia spun back around, rushed towards Nell, and leaped towards her with open arms, pouncing on her with a Lou Thesz Press, looking to bring her to the canvas while she took her - rightful - place on top.

[PurpleMage]

Eager to show that she wasn’t a pushover and to take Freia by surprise, Nell went for a monkey flip and at first it really looked like the rookie could get the move properly going, but something in how it was executed hinted the truth to the woman. Even when she had tried this move with her coach Nell had noticed some kind of resistance to it, some weight that she needed to overcome with the flow of the movement. That time, on the other hand, things went so smoothly it was unsettling, and Nell was right to be wary of this detail, but of course all this was happening in a fraction of a second and she didn’t have the experience nor the time to dwell on it and prevent what was just going to transpire.

In a spectacular display of skill and grace, Freia had managed to use Nell’s momentum to minimize the effects of the monkey flip by going along with the flow. That also gave the Silver Wolf some momentum so she could recover and get up way quicker than Nell, and that was what definitely sealed the next move. Before Nell could fully recover Freia was already on her feet and running towards the rookie, executing an out-of-the-history-books move that worked wonders in getting Nell on her back with a sound thud while Freia landed on top of her. “Ugh!!” Nell protested as she knew that her situation wasn’t ideal, so she would try to get a firm hold on the mat with her legs to buck her body as hard as she could to unmount Freia, but her moves wouldn’t be as efficient as she would have liked, so no matter the outcome she was spending more energy than expected.