The Sun God vs The Woman of Steel - Adonis Sol vs Nova Steele

[ADarlingDucky]

After delivering more ass to Nova's face than she likely ever could have prepared for when stepping into the ring against the massive mountain of a man, Adonis had the heroine breathless and shaky, her legs barely supporting her as he dragged her up to her feet. The disheveled woman would stay up long enough for the masked man to capture her limb, hands wrapping around her arm, before he used that grip to turn and whip Nova across the ring, sending her hurtling towards the ropes, at a pace her body could barely match! She did manage to keep upright though, and so when she rebounded off the cables, she was sent directly into the path of the masked menace, Adonis stepping in and delivering a shoulder to her midsection that stopped her cold! The impact sent Nova down hard to her back, leveled by his sudden halting of her force, and once more she was left on the mat.

Adonis, glancing down at the winded warrior of justice, would turn his head ever so slightly, glancing at the crowd, almost as if gaining some energy while taking in their looks of despair, before his attention turned back to Nova. Reaching down, Adonis would once more snag one of her arms, getting a nice and tight grip on her limb before yanking her upwards, pulling her back towards her feet. Only this time, he'd stoop down low, slinging her body over his shoulders and hefting her clean off of the mat, hoisting her into the air in a fireman's carry!

"No platitudes, nothing at all? Or maybe you're trying to figure out how to explain to the crowd why justice is now serving as my seat?" The masked man taunted, letting Nova have a moment to recollect herself as he paraded the heavyweight around the ring, showing off just how easily he could hold her aloft as he completed a quick lap.

Unfortunately for Nova, if she were able to get any air at all, she would find it immediately crushed out of her, as Adonis would finish his trip by stepping back over to the center of the ring and pausing for a moment. And then, taking one quick step forwards, he would throw himself backwards, kicking his legs up into the air as he dropped, planting Nova on the ground first before he would crash down atop her for a ring-shaking samoan drop!

[Parker]

Nova’s body jolted with every tug as Adonis hauled her upward, her boots dragging against the canvas. Her legs wobbled beneath her, trembling with the effort of keeping her upright, her chest still heaving from the last crushing blow. When he stooped down and hoisted her across his massive shoulders, her arms flailed for a moment, then draped heavily over his frame, her body sagging like deadweight despite her best effort to wriggle free.

Her hands pushed faintly at his chest,, her hips twisting as if she could slip loose, but her resistance was pitiful against the the dark god she was draped upon. She groaned, the sound low and strained, her pink hair spilling forward in a frazzled curtain as Adonis strutted about the ring with her on display. She fidgeted in his grasp, her ragged breath catching in her throat as he couldn't hear herself from internally reveling in his raw power.

His mocking words pierced through the roaring crowd, the humiliation ringing louder in Nova’s ears than their jeers. She forced her head up, her eyes glassy but still burning faintly with defiance. “J-justice…” she rasped, her voice breathless, barely more than a whisper against his taunts, “…doesn’t… serve…”

Her words faltered, the weak protest swallowed by the sound of his heavy footfalls. And then she was silenced altogether. Adonis surged, his body shifting, and before Nova could even brace, she was hurled down in a brutal arc. Her body hit the mat like thunder, the force of the Samoan Drop rattling the canvas, the air ripped from her lungs in a sharp, broken gasp.

“GUHHHH-hhk!!”

The sound tore from her throat, a mix of a gasp and a strangled cry, her lungs emptied in one violent instant. The heroine’s arms flung wide from the impact before flopping uselessly at her sides, her pink hair exploding out across the mat in a messy halo. Her legs kicked up reflexively on contact, bent at the knees before dropping back down, splayed gracelessly on the canvas.

The blonde writhed faintly beneath his weight, chest swelling with every breath, ragged and desperate. The crowd’s collective groan matched her own, the sight of the mighty Nova Steele flattened beneath Adonis leaving them gasping right along with her. Prior to LAW she had faced several humiliating defeats at the hand of superior foes, but nothing like this. Her heart pounded in her chest as she lay breathlessly panting, sweat sheening off every curve of her well honed body. Even if Adonis hadn’t been the overwhelming force he was, his show of dominance only served to lay conquest to Nova not just on the battlefield of the ring, but in her mind as well. Any source of shame, any feeling of humiliation he wished to impart on her, she welcomed it. Invited it. Desired it.

[ADarlingDucky]

The impact of Nova, with all of Adonis' weight landing atop her shortly afterwards, rattled the ring and drew several winces from the onlooking crowd, as the hulking man flattened his opponent with a samoan drop that left Nova splayed out in the center of the canvas. For a moment, the two of them remained in that position, Adonis ending up seated on top of her, reclined in a way that his back rested against Nova's body, using her as something of a cushion as he simply enjoyed the low groan of pain that came from her. She gave a few weak movements, but nothing that would unseat him before he chose to sit up, turning around as he rose to his knees and grabbing hold of her, giving her a quick and passive push that would shift her to her stomach.

"You know, I'm sorry, I don't think I let you finish. Justice doesn't serve something?" Adonis repeated her words back to her, but as he rose back up to his feet, he would swing a leg over Nova and stand hovering over the woman's back, casting a shadow over her. Whether or not she tried to move or protest, the next action would go ahead without any care from the masked man, as he suddenly kicked his legs out, dropping down and landing his entire massive frame ass-first on her back!

Adonis' cheeks would flatten Nova even more than before, as he looked to utterly crush her, but now that he was seated atop her back, his arms would act quickly, reaching out and snatching up hers, as he yanked them up and over his legs.

"I'm sure you can get it out if you just try a little harder!" The masked man would mock, as his hands snuck down underneath her chin, fingers lacing together as he got a good, firm grip, before wrenching back hard! In a flash, Nova's squashed frame would now be wrenched backwards into a nasty camel clutch, Adonis flexing his arms and pulling hard as he folded her up in the submission, forcing her pretty face to first face the crowd, then as he stretched her more and more, to stare straight up at the lights, looking to work over her likely already sore back!

[Parker]

Nova’s body gave only the faintest twitch when Adonis rolled her limp frame over, her arms spilling limply to either side as her chest pressed against the canvas. Her pink hair curtained across her face in disarray, sweat clinging to her temples. Her cheek mashed to the canvas as she stared on through a veil of pink draped over her face She sucked in a shallow breath, trying to rally herself, but the weight of his shadow looming above her made her spine prickle with dread.

The crowd winced as Adonis dropped down, his massive frame landing square across her back with a jarring WHUMP. “Unngh-!” A sad little gasp slipped from Nova’s lips, the air punched from her lungs beneath the sheer weight of him. Her body flattened helplessly, bounced at her sides with the impact, her legs twitching with every tremor that ran through her. The heroine’s cheek pressed to the mat, her lips parted as she struggled to refill her lungs, only to shudder under the suffocating press of his body against hers.

She whimpered faintly when her arms were seized and hooked cruelly over his thick legs, her body already pliant in his grip. Her back arched involuntarily as his fingers laced beneath her chin, and then-

“Ghhhnnnnnn!” Her cry was ragged and broken as the camel clutch wrenched her upright. Her chest strained against her leotard as she was pulled further and further back, her spine bending into an agonizing curve that made her abdomen quiver and her breasts rise and heave with every stolen breath. Her arms stretched wide across his thighs, trapped, unable to resist as her own body was used against her.

Her blue eyes fluttered half-shut, glassy, her lips trembling as her head was forced higher, higher, until she was staring helplessly at the blinding lights above. Her body shook, the tendons in her neck taut, the last bit of her resistance as she weakly flailed her arms at the elbows and her legs kicking at the mat. Sweat trickled down her collarbone as she groaned weakly, a sound that mixed pain and something dangerously close to surrender as the last bit of fire in her was snugged out and she went limp, limbs left to dangle as he wrenched her helplessly in the camel clutch.

The crowd’s mix of gasps and jeers blurred into a hum in her ears. All Nova could feel was the crushing seat across her back, the merciless pull on her chin, and the shameful thrill of being stretched out and broken down so completely in front of everyone. She wanted to resist, to show her light but in Adonis’ clutch, she was nothing more than a trophy, bent to his will, left to dangle in his hands like a ragdoll for the world to watch.

[ADarlingDucky]

Adonis' butt drop onto Nova's prone body drew several hisses from the crowd, the impact rattling the ring and causing the heroine's limbs to twitch and writhe against the mat, struggling to handle the weight of the masked man landing flush atop her. It didn't end there though, as while many would have considered the drop onto Nova's back itself overkill, the masked man would quickly make it worse, reaching down to snag hold of her arms before he would wrench them backwards, up and over his legs. All it took after that would be Adonis reaching down and lacing his fingers underneath Nova's chin, and with one mighty tug, he would fold the heroine into an excruciating bend, wrenching hard on a camel clutch that pushed her flexibility to it's limits!

Nova's cry of pain, long and desperate, would certainly signal that the pain her back was growing greater and greater by the second, but the man atop her showed no signs of stopping, wrenching her further and further back! Her chest heaved and sweat continued to slicken her forehead, but Adonis paid none of it any mind, as he gave one more tug on her chin, before suddenly, mercifully, releasing her! At least, merciful in the moment. Because as many would have guessed, he wasn't planning on giving her any real amount of time to rest!

"Tch. Not done yet, are we?" Adonis questioned, standing up and finally relieving Nova of his weight upon her back, allowing her to be free, if only for a moment. That moment would pass swiftly, as Adonis would once more reach down, grabbing hold of Nova and hefting her up, spinning her around so that the heavyweight faced him, before Adonis would suddenly grab hold of her, flipping her off the mat and straight into the air! He held her upside down, head dangling over the mat and long hair cascading down onto it, arms around her waist, in classic tombstone piledriver position!

"If there's anything you want to say to your adoring fans, now's the time!" Adonis sneered, letting Nova have a moment to truly absorb the hopelessness of her situation, before his grip on her waist tightened. And then, all at once, Adonis would drop to his knees and drill Nova's head into the canvas, hitting her with a classic tombstone piledriver, before letting her body flop limp to the mat once he was done!

[Parker]

Nova’s body was a broken arch in Adonis’ grip, her spine bowed into a cruel curve as his fingers laced firm under her chin and wrenched her higher. The camel clutch bent her past comfort and straight into agony, a long, ragged cry tearing from her throat as her chest heaved. Her arms hung helplessly over his thick legs, her own power stolen, her limbs twitching but offering nothing to save her from the display. Sweat streaked her flushed face, strands of pink hair clinging to her face or cast wide in a disheveled and frazzled mess. Any fight she might have had left to give was spent directed at herself as he wrenched unintentionally into a state of enjoyment buried behind all the punishment.

The crowd’s gasp, the referee’s uncertain step closer, it all blurred as the pain bloomed through her back. When at last Adonis released her, her body spilled forward bonelessly, folding down onto the mat with a heavy slump. Her arms draped limp across the canvas, legs splayed, her chest rising and falling in fast, shallow bursts as she panted, the heat rolling off her body. There was no defiance in that moment, only the image of a heroine wrung dry and left to glisten under the lights.

He wasn’t done.

His shadow fell over her again before she could even think of pushing up. The sudden grip on her waist yanked her upright as though she weighed nothing, Nova’s toes dragging clumsily across the mat until she was flipped clean upside down, dangling against his chest. Her long hair brushed the canvas beneath her inverted face, her blue eyes half-lidded as she breathed in the heat of his skin, the musky scent of sweat and leather from the masked brute who held her so easily aloft. It was intoxicating, how casually he commanded her body now, how thoroughly he stripped away her control.

The crowd hurled insults and jeers as Adonis’ grip cinched tighter, locking her in place. Nova’s hands twitched faintly at his waist but offered no resistance, her breath coming hot and uneven against him. A whisper, no louder than a creaky door. "You cannot... defeat... Justi-" And then the descent.

The jolt exploded through her neck and skull as the canvas surged up to meet her, the piledriver drilling her head into the mat with brutal finality. Her body snapped stiff for a second, then spilled flat, rolling slackly onto her back with her limbs sprawled in every direction. Her eyes were blank, glassy, lips parted but voiceless as she lay spread beneath him, utterly conquered, the lights above reflected in her vacant stare.

[ADarlingDucky]

The second that Nova's body hit the canvas, all the movement disappeared, as Adonis would let go of her waist and allow her to flop down to the mat, landing with a dull thud and remaining motionless below him, looking like she was all but knocked out cold. There was most certainly an air of finality surrounding the piledriver, as one could reasonably assume that such a drop would make for an easy pin, Nova served up on a silver platter to award Adonis another win for his record, the heroine unable to stop the sun god. And for a moment, it seemed like that was exactly what was going to happen, as Adonis leaned forwards and planted his hands on her shoulders, letting the referee slip into place to begin the count.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"THR-"

And the pin was broken. Not by Nova, of course, she likely still wasn't able to move yet following her head being spiked into the mat, and certainly wasn't going to be muscling the massive man off of her to break free. Instead, it was Adonis who would suddenly pull Nova's shoulder off of the mat, and break the pin himself, not allowing the referee to conclude the count, the crowd breaking out into all forms of anger and disdain, as Adonis stood, peeling Nova off the mat as he did so, hoisting her up and holding her aloft.

"Oh, not yet hero. You haven't worshipped yet. So we need to wake you back up." Adonis would suddenly stoop behind Nova, laying her back across his shoulders before standing back up, the heavyweight draped across his broad frame as he gripped her legs with one hand, and her chin with the other!

"Alright Nova, wake back up!" Adonis smirked, before he would suddenly wrench down hard on Nova's legs and chin, folding her across his shoulders in a nasty torture rack, looking to splay her curvy body atop his own! The hold would be used to rouse her right back to consciousness in the most rude and painful way imaginable, Adonis taking a few hard steps around the ring as he did so, every one only adding to the pain she was likely suffering!

[Parker]

The piledriver had left her spread in a graceless sprawl, chest rising faintly as her arms lay flopped out to either side. Her pink hair curtained across her face, strands clinging to her lips and damp with sweat, her entire frame slack beneath the looming shadow of Adonis. She didn’t even twitch when his broad hands pressed her shoulders down, the count echoing above her while the crowd buzzed with certainty that it was over.

But she didn’t kick out, nobody was home.

It was Adonis who broke the silence of inevitability, peeling her limp shoulder off the mat like it weighed nothing. Nova rolled limply to her side as he tugged her up, her body nothing more than pliant resistance in his grasp. She stirred faintly when he slung her across his broad shoulders, the heroine’s curves arching across his frame as her arms dangled loosely down his back. The crowd jeered, but she remained unconscious to their anger, head lolling, lips parted in the slack expression of someone utterly spent.

Then the world snapped back.

His hands shifted, one gripping her thigh, the other cupping her chin, and the sudden wrench sent fire screaming through her back. Nova’s body bent sharply across his shoulders, the cruel torque dragging her from the fog with a strangled gasp. Her eyes fluttered open, glassy with confusion, before the realization of her predicament washed over her.

“Aghhh!” The cry tore out before she could swallow it, her spine curved like a bow across his body. Instinct took over; her free leg kicked weakly at air while her arms flailed to claw at his grip. The more she fought, the deeper the strain bit into her, shoulders wrenched back, chest thrust upward for all to see as the godlike figure paraded her broken frame around the ring.

A guilty sound slipped past her lips when he gave another vicious crank, a low moan escaping before she could bite it down. Her body trembled in his grasp, writhing, her face flushed crimson with shame as much as pain, every breath shallow and ragged.

[ADarlingDucky]

It would have been a mercy to end this match here and now, after drilling Nova's head into the canvas, as it was clear that she wouldn't be kicking out of any type of pin, however lackadaisical, but that would require any kind of compassion, something Adonis was sorely lacking. Instead, he'd wrench Nova's shoulder up himself at the last moment, letting the audience think that the bout was over, all before he ripped the rug from under them, returning to a stand and dragging the pink haired wrestler along with him. Up onto his shoulders she went, not content to just stand her back up, and with a firm grip on the curvy beauty, Adonis would begin to wrench down hard on her legs and chin, stretching out her body across his own frame! Despite her piledriver-induced slumber, the pain of being folded across Adonis' body would soon bring her back to life, letting out a strained cry of pain as he flexed his arms and pulled hard!

The torture rack was already a showy move, designed to flex one's strength while at the same time dealing intense pain to an opponent's back, and as Adonis bowed Nova across his body, it was hard to say that it didn't work exactly as advertised. Adonis took a few laps around the ring with Nova atop his shoulders, the crowd's jeers never once dashing the smirk that adorned his face, clearly quite pleased with himself. But when time came to put Nova down, he would slowly make his way towards one of the corners of the ring, wrenching down hard one last time before suddenly depositing Nova!

"Stay right there." It was less of a command and more a statement, as he knew she wouldn't be moving. Adonis made sure to deposit her on her feet, but with her back to the posts, letting her lean up against them and remain in that position. Adonis, for his part, would then raise up his hand, running his tongue across his palm in a gesture that already let some know exactly where he was going.

"Now... try not to flinch!" With malevolent glee, Adonis raised his hand high in the air, his palm open, letting it hang there for a moment... before he would swing it down, aiming his palm directly at Nova's chest, as he looked to hit her with a massive overhead chop! The crack of skin on skin contact, delivered straight to her center mass with all of the force he could muster, would echo throughout the arena like a gunshot, the masked man seemingly trying to leave a bright red handprint directly on Nova's chest!

[Parker]

Nova’s body was dead weight when Adonis wrenched her from the canvas, her limbs hanging limp from the piledriver’s aftermath. She stirred only in ragged groans as he muscled her across his shoulders, each wrench of the torture rack dragging a broken cry from her throat. Her spine bowed against the strain, arms clawing weakly at the air as if she could push herself free, her pink hair spilling like a banner down his side. Every step Adonis took around the ring jostled her frame, the crowd’s boos and jeers swelling around her helpless form.

When at last he dumped her down into the corner, Nova’s knees nearly gave out on the spot. Only the turnbuckles held her upright, her chest heaving as sweat slicked down her chest, running in streaking lines to her midriff. She slumped back, head lolling, one arm draped uselessly across the top rope. She was barely conscious enough to register his words “Stay right there” Her body obeyed not out of will but because it couldn’t do anything else.

The crowd’s energy shifted, rising in dread as Adonis raised his hand high, the malicious gesture clear. Nova’s lashes fluttered, her gaze unfocused, until the sudden rush of air and-

CRACK!

The sound was like a gunshot, skin meeting skin with brutal force. Nova’s scream tore through the arena as her whole body buckled, collapsing against the corner, backside wrenching off the middle buckles as her whole body collapsed into the seated position again, folded up and leaning. Her arms clutched instinctively over her chest, but it did nothing to hide the vivid red imprint blooming across her pale skin, a hand-shaped brand of pain where her ring gear left her bare. She sagged, legs quivering, stretched out across the canvas in front of her. Each breath came shallow and broken, her mouth trembling as she tried and failed to lift her chin.

As she sat beaten in the corner, a pale reflection of the woman who began this match. Her hair was wild and unkept, knotted and frazzled. So slicked with sweat and exhaustion, her skin was shiny and pink. Her breath came ragged and weezing, each one burned her chest, and Adonis, the god of the sun that he was, had eclipsed the light that shone in her eyes.