Heaven and Hell! Isabelle Rose(D) vs Natalia Dominique

[Violet]

The look on Natalia's face—éttonant. How helpless she was as she held her by her hair—Magnifique. It sent tingles up her spine in shivers, lighting up her cheeks a rosy blush. Maybe she could give her mercy? How silly. She even almost put down her facade just thinking about it. But it was still too early for that right. No, not yet, she should savor it bon appetit!

She then brought her down in a Scoop Slam! The maneuver was spotless! The thump of Natalia's body crashing to the mat met all ears. Piling on top of their lithe frame made Isa hum in ecstasy, even if it was just for a moment. Her cute moans and squirms certainly did not help her hide those feelings! She peered at her with eyes veiled by the daggers of her multiple-colored hair as she pulled herself to her knees.

"Are you alright? Yes! Of course, you are! Up we go!" She huffed, blowing away the hair that cloaked parts of her beautiful face.

Planting her foot on the canvas one by one, she seized handfuls of Natalia's tresses to tug and bring her up with her. Her other arm would then lash onto one of Natalia's to Irish whip her towards a corner. From the center of the ring, she'd stalk her foe like prey. Huffing, stomping her foot down the mat, and with posture low. She'd wait until their body kissed the steel of turnbuckles. Then, she'd run in blinding speed! Shoulders jutted forward for a corner spear!!

[Kitten]

Natalia was definitely not alright. She was hurting a lot after the bigger blonde girl had scooped her and slammed her into the mats with such force, landing on top of her body to crush it to add even more punishment to the move. Isabella was so vicious and yet she sounded so friendly. Nevertheless Natalia had noticed the soft hum of pleasure the blonde let out when they collided and was starting to suspect Isabelle was kind of a sadist... a cute innocent looking sadist.

"Ahhhhhhh! Let go let go!" Natalia screamed as her hair was pulled and she was forced to stand up. Still recovering from the effects of the powerslam Natalia couldn't resist as Isabelle grabbed her arm and sent her rushing into the corner. All she managed to do was turn around at the last moment to hit the barely padded turnbuckles with her back instead of her chest. "UUUUUUGHHHHH!" Natalia moaned in pain as her back, already softened by the slam, now took the impact against the turnbuckles, making her grimace in agony.

Natalia noticed Isabelle rushing at her and the adrenaline helped her move despite the immense pain on her back. She pulled herself from the ropes to her left and got out of the way just in time to avoid being impaled into the corner by Isabelle's mean charge.

[Violet]

Mmmm, wouldn't you know it? Isa's falling in love with her foe more and more into this match. Her cuteness is unparalleled, only hitting higher strides as her face twisted in agony. She has to pay whoever set this up a visit later to thank them! Those were the thoughts that ran Isa's head as she held her opponent beside her. Not her, not the match, but what would happen after it.

While strained by her, Natalia’s pleas elated her to such heights. The crash to the turnbuckle accompanied by her struggled moans then sent her flying to cloud nine; she chewed on her lower lips as she watched her struggle to stand in the corner. Those made her all the more eager to nail her there for good with a spear!

Her pace was fast and unrestrained; her angle forward much acute than usual for maximum damage. This could come to haunt her if Natalia ever weaved out of the way, as she would never see it coming—which she did. Alas, she hit nothing but the unforgiving corner post with a sickening thud. Her arms rested upon the ropes; limbs slumped as if she's powering down. Hips still prodded out like a display, stuck and stunned!

[Kitten]

Natalia got out of the way just in time to avoid being completely crushed by Isabelle's reckless and vicious charge. The sickening sound of the evil sexy blonde impacting into the post made the crowd gasp. Even Natalia winced a bit but she quickly recovered herself and nodded satisfied, she didn't wanted to imagine how much it would have hurt if Isabelle had caught her in the corner with that. "Serves you right..." Natalia said with a condemning tone. Natalia took a few second to recover her air and to admire Isabelle's cute butt now that it was exposed to everybody, but then she went back to business, knowing this was her chance to start demolishing the French cutie.

Natalia would grab Isabelle's luscious blonde hair with one hand and use the other to pick up her arm, trying to make Isabelle stand up, and then moving both hands to the back of Isabelle's head, Natalia would try to slam the blonde's pretty face on top of the turnbuckle a couple of times, trying to keep Isabelle dazed and compliant. "Corners are dangerous Isa-chan... you should stay away from them..." Natalia would taunt with a cute smirk on her lips.

[Violet]

Like a mindless bull ran amok, Isa charged towards the turnbuckle, excited to have her way with Natalia! Her shoulders jutted forward like impaling horns. Footfalls were ominous like those from cloven hooves. But Natalia was her elegant matador in this instance, weaving out of the way with grace before Isa could connect.

She smacked the turnbuckles with a shrieking sound of skull and steel! Her form slowly withered away, stunned by what hit her. A dull ache lingered inside her head as she tried to recollect her bearings to bounce back. Her limbs seemed to lay loose from her torso as they dipped low; her hips squirmed enticingly whilst exposed.

Isa then merely followed as Natalia tugged her to stand. A dazed face craned upward to the ceiling lights before being smacked to unforgiving steel! "GAHHH!" Isa bellowed a groan. Her head was ringing as her face recoiled from the impact, only to get smashed to it yet again!

"UNGAHH!" Her eyes were shallow, welling up in tears; her hair hid how helpless she felt through her eyes. Then a third soon came in! Her knees folded inward and wobbled, forcing her to lean onto Natalia for support.

"Noooo...please! No more...I-I can't." Isa begged under shallow breath, shooting a pleading look at Natalia.

But all those were just an attempt of a clever ruse to bid her time. If the Dream bit her bait, her other hand would try and grab the ropes; her foot fixed itself to a turnbuckle. Fastening herself and, in turn, Natalia was its purpose as she would weave lithe fingers of her free hand onto their tresses. She'd yank them at an angle before trying to unleash her very own barrage of face smacking to the turnbuckles!

[Kitten]

Natalia winced a bit after hearing the sound of Isabelle's skull impacting the turnbuckles, but she reminded herself how the blonde had tried to pretty much impale her against the corner and decided not to feel guilty at all. "This is what you get for being so mean..." Natalia would say, pulling on Isabella's blonde hair to make her bend back and look into the blonde's eyes. Natalia frowned as Isabelle begged. She didn't trusted the French gal who seemed to go bullying to pleading in an instant. She still took the time to reprimand her.

"If you can't take it you should give up..." Natalia said and not a second later the blonde viper struck, grabbing Natalia's luscious pure black hair and slamming the smaller girl's pretty face into the turnbuckles. THUD! The attack took Natalia by surprise leaving her no time to protect herself from the hit. The hit itself left her stunned enough that Isabelle had no opposition to do it again and plaster Natalia's lovely features into the hard turnbuckle a second time, leaving Natalia's brain rattling inside her skull as her legs went weak and she dropped down to her knees stunned again.

[Violet]

Eyes tell everything. It's like a key to a man's soul. It shows their feelings unhindered. Malice. Glee. Sorrow. Or, in this case, frailty. It was true. Maybe too true for her to stomach? Isa expected to dominate and everything to go her way - probably childish. And if that barrage continued any longer, that thought would have rotten. Ah, it didn't matter anymore. It doesn't mean that actions recognize those feelings too. No matter how powerful it was. That showed when she fastened herself to the corner. At the surface or from the peering gaze of the crowd, the scene was a bait. And Natalia came nibbling.

Smelling blood, Isa attacked like a manic, starving wolf—fast, fierce, unrelenting. The thud of the smacks filled the arena along with the Dream's pitiful cries. The unforgiving steel worked to cave in their face. 'How cruel these turnbuckles are.' Isa thought as she delivered the final smack!

"I'm so sorry, mon cheri! Please forgive me. And why? It's too early for that, don't you think? We haven't had our fun yet." A soft, girly giggle bellowed. She'd then turn them around, back pushing against the corner.

Then, she'd hook their leg by the back of its knee. Then, the other. She'd huff before deadlifting them to sit on the top turnbuckle. She'd then follow suit. Step by step until she stood on the top ropes.

"In for a ride?" She'd ask before draping their arm over her nape and hers over theirs. One arm would grab their leotard to force them to stand as well, before trying to lift them and throw for a superplex!

[Kitten]

Natalia couldn't hear Isabelle's annoying voice telling her she was sorry. All the dark haired cutie could hear was the buzz in her skull that the repeated hits on the corner caused and the roars of the fans that were getting more and more excited by the violence inside the ring. The last impact was particularly painful and left Natalia badly dazed and disoriented. The blonde beauty had little trouble turning Natalia around and trapping her in the corner. If it wasn't because she was leaning into the turnbuckles, Natalia would have probably fell on her face like a drunk girl... but instead of going down she went up.

The crowd got even louder when they saw Isabelle showing off her strength, deadlifting Natalia to make her sit on the top turnbuckle. They knew something big was coming. When Natalia realized what was going on Isabelle was already draping an arm over her nape and grabbing hold of her sexy leotard to start lifting her up.

"AHHHH NO NO NO!" Natalia screamed in panic as she felt how the powerful Isabelle lifted her upside down from the top of the corner. Natalia was definitely not in for this ride but it didn't mattered much as Isabelle was already executing the move sending Natalia up in the air and then down to the merciless canvas with a brutal move.

BOOM!

The whole ring trembled with the impact as the crowd jumped on their feet cheering. Natalia's sexy body bounced on the mats a couple of times before coming to a stop. Her back felt shattered yet she couldn't move to try to ease the agony. The impact had knocked a lot of air out of her, leaving her shocked, stunned and hurting badly, staring blankly at the bright lights above the ring as she lay spread-eagled on the center of the ring.

[Violet]

Blow by blow.

Isa delivered the same punishment she had received ten-fold, both in power and cruelty! She didn't hold back at all! Hidden behind her bright, innocent grin that played the crowd was grit, looking to exact pain that dazes and stuns. The bashing turned Natalia to exactly how she liked her girls. Submissive. Submissive to anything she ever wants to do. To whatever her sadistic heart leads her to.

She relished how their eyes looked when they sat upon the turnbuckles. They were lost, dazed in their own stupor. All-knowing by now what horror they got themselves into, at least that's what she thought. Oh, poor Natalia; only if Isabelle could feel pity.

It didn't take much time before she sent Natalia back to the mat with a superplex! The maneuver was flawless, effortless; Isa hefted Natalia as if she was Hercules! The crowd drank the display and cheered their approval of the dominance!

The crash elicited a cacophonous thud that quaked the ring! She need not look behind her to know how bad she broke her!

Now, looking back at her foe with needles of blue and red swept across her eyes, her lips formed to a malicious curl! She loved how they laid there peacefully, like presenting themselves as an offering to her. She gleefully approached on all fours. Her pace was slow and ominous, accompanied by a lighthearted, slow hum.

"What's wrong, Natalia? Are you alright? You want a pause, a breather? Tell me where it'd hurt. I'd kiss the pain away." she said, a sham concern as she reached the side of their lost face. She'd heft it upon her lap, swiping away the disheveled needles of hair that veiled their beautiful face.

"Tch. Tch. Tch." she clicked her tongue. "Poor you. You must have taken it badly. Let's end your suffering, yeah?"

Standing on her knees, she'd put her foe gently on the mat, then weave a leg over their body and sit upon their chest, legs pressed tightly to their sides. She'd then rear back and hook a leg by the back of their knees, pulling it until her obliques leaned forward, her body looming above their face.

“Count with me, mon cheri!” she’d say, flicking their nose. “Un…”

[Kitten]

Natalia was badly hurt after the superplex. Her back felt shattered and the impact had driven a lot of air out of her body. The fall had also left her stunned and she couldn't do much but groan frustrated while Isa taunted her and played with her hair. Then Isa moved to pin Natalia and the dark haired cutie groaned again as Isa sat on top of her, trapping her smaller body tightly and then hooked a leg and pulled it up. The referee moved quickly to start the count, just as Isa demanded, and the crowd began counting too.

ONE!

Natalia looked up at Isa's pretty face and that fake friendly smile. It wasn't just that Isa was pretending to be innocent while being extremely mean, the sadism underlying Isa's pretty face looked weird and outright sinister from Natalia's perspective. Isa was as crazy as she was pretty, Natalia had concluded now, and that was a very good reason not to lose this fight. It was a POW match after all and being the prisoner of someone as crazy as Isa sounded extremely scary. Natalia really didn't wanted to find out what Isa would try to do to her if she won.

TWO!

Natalia didn't move at all, gathering all the strength she could muster and waiting to the last second before she unleashed it all in a desperate attempt to get herself free. She brought her only remaining free leg up and slammed that knee into Isa's back as hard as she could, at the same time that she used that momentum to try and twist her body, hoping to lift one shoulder of the mats to break the pin and stop the count before she was left the loser and Isa's prisoner.

"UGHHKYAAA!"