Red Square Riot - Soviet Seduction vs ??? (For Winner)

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Amid the battle on the outside, the ref completely lost track of who was who and what had happened. It played right into the hands of the Kats who rolled Natasha into the ring. it further distracted the ref from counting as she tended to Natasha all in aid of telling the Russian that she was not the legal woman ad had to vacate the ring. Natasha slowly crawled and got over to the corner, she never even looked for Sofia as her head was still spinning from the intense brawl.

Sofia meanwhile lay on the outside, she came round to see Tracy descending, burying her cute face under the Super Kitty's purrrrrfect buttcheeks. "UUGGMMFFFF!" she kicked and thrashed. it was worse than a pin attempt as she couldnt escape. Sofia went bright red and finally when free and coughed and spluttered. The fans loved it, and especially the taunt from Tracy. She was lifting the Kats to be one of the premier tag teams of LAW. The could rough it up with anyone, and turn on the sexy smothers when needed. The crowd chanted for more, those at ringside wanted to see Kat get involved also.

With the ref counting, Sofia was rolled in along with Kat who followed. Sofia came to a stop middle of the ring, her arms and legs spread like she was exhausted. Sofia had really lost her touch recently, it was only down to Natasha carrying her that she taste victory. Meanwhile her purple haired tag partner had gotten up. She watched intently as Kat followed Sofia. and sensing that Sofia could be put away with a few strong moves, she called out, "Hey thunder thighz, shame you need zee smaller girl to fight. You cannot wrestle zee best here!" and she pointed to herself. Natasha was buying Sofia time, who wasnt really moving and looked like she had given up.

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Despite the silly interactions and conversation outside the ring, the SWAT Cats seemed to capable of maintaining control of the match up. Having been forced to spare Sofia from a smothering due to the referee's count, Tracy got up and scurried away. She returned to her place on the ring apron in her team's corner. Meanwhile Katherine grabbed hold of her rival blonde in Sofia, and 'escorted' her back into the ring.

Sofia seemed to be easy pickings right now. She laid there sprawled out in the center of the ring, and with Katherine's vast wrestling experience and repertoire of moves, many felt that she could try to end it here and now. But just as The Super Kitty had entered the ring and worked her way up to her feet, the purple haired Russian called out to her from the corner, taunting and goading her in a voice and accent that one would expect to hear from the one and only Natasha Rostovik.

Katherine would slowly turn her head towards Natasha. She stared at her a moment, the eye to eye contact seemed to usher in an air of anticipation for the two to square off! In an effort to please the crowd and indulge them in that confrontation, Kat would walk towards the downed Sofia. She grabbed hold of the woman's arm and began to help up to her feet by wrapping her arms around Sofia's torso and yanking her upwards. Once Kat pulled Sofia up off the canvas, the purple clad cat would place a hand on Sofia's back and push her towards her corner, towards Natasha! Kat would then gesture towards Natasha, curling her fingers while speaking out to her. Hart literally and figuratively beckoned the middleweight to throw down with her!

"Come on! Call me thunder thighs again to my face!"

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Natasha paused waiting to see the reaction from Kat, The whole arena drew breath but then it worked, and the sneaky Russian smirked just to taunt Kat further. The purple haired Russian shook her head as Sofia was dragged like a ragdoll over to the corner. Gleefully Natasha tagged herself in and got through the ropes. She arrogantly folded her arms and with a lazy swagger, walked toward Kat. Instead of taking the bigger and equally as sexy wrestler on as expected, she slid to the left and let her walk trail so she was now attempting to walk around Kat in a circle. Looking the bigger girl up and down while tutting and laughing to mock Kat, as if she was somehow inspecting Kat. She let out small insults as always

"If you zat on zomeones face they would need a zplatula to lift them HAHAHA!"

There was no doubt that Kat was incredibly hot, and Natasha would probably admit this also, but right now she was all attitude.

"Enjoy zis while you can, Sofia and I are going to give you zee USSR!" referring to the Soviets double team smother finisher.

She even had the nerve to flick Kat's hair as she walked around to face her. Now stood toe to toe with the girl, Natasha pressed her impressive chest into Kat's. She was showing no fear and the crowd literally went crazy, expecting this to be something that could start off a feud between the pair. Looking Kat in the eyes, Natasha cleared her throat and said, "Now THUNDER THIGHZ, you suck at zee wrestling, you are a STUPID WHORE!"

That was it, The crowd gasped at such a daring insult. Natasha was fired up and even leaned her head into Kat just as two boxers would or UFC fighters at a weigh in. Having had enough, Natasha stepped back, making it seem like she was about to give way to the bigger sexy wrestler, but the Russian was full of tricks as always, she reached out and swing a SLLAPPPP at Kat's left cheek.

The nerve of Natasha was incredible. She was either going to dominate Kat, which was unlikely given Kat's exceptional wrestling ability or talk and slap her way into a hell of an ass kicking.

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Katherine happily allowed Natasha to tag herself in. She facilitated it even, simply by tossing a limp Sofia to the Russian's corner. Kat placed her hands on her hips after gesturing to Natasha. As far as The Super Kitty was concerned, Sofia had been mostly talk. During their promo, the purple haired Russian was the more reserved of the two. She had every intention of seeing whether or not Rostovik could back up the smack that her team was talking. When Natasha crossed her arms and began to circle the ring while looking her up and down, Kat didn't even turn to face her. Hart allowed her foe to circle her while spewing insults. After all, she didn't come for a promo battle or a diss contest. She came to throw down! Her logic was that if Natasha needed to get all this off her chest prior to throwing hands than so be it.

The audience continued to get invested as the more formidable of the Russian pair continued stalking Kat and talking down to her, like a predator would to its prey. In a way it was quite alluring. One attractive, competent combatant trying to egg on another vicious vixen. Though Kat didn't seem to enjoy it as much as the crowd was. Fans mostly cheered, but many whistled and cat called. With each insult, Katherine frowned harder and harder. The hair flick had the blonde change her facial expression to one of disgust. She had wanted to yell at Natasha to get on with it and come at her, but the Russian cleared her throat and spoke first to communicate...you guess it, another insult. Kat rolled her eyes. She had been called worse. The only thing that would have made her lose it now would be if Natasha ran away rather than faced her to try and justify those harsh words. As the two stood head to head, the purple clad veteran wrestler balled her fists and got ready. And in that moment, Natasha quickly stepped back and wound up for a full swing before slapping her across the face!

The sound the slap made was audible. Despite Natasha's hand meeting the fabric of Kat's mask, many could hear the slap. Katherine would stand there for a second, stunned more so by her opponent's nerve than the actual strike. She'd adjust her mask before nodding, seemingly in quiet, angry acceptance of what happened. After nodding twice or thrice, she glared at Natasha while slowly stepping forward. Evidently with designs to discipline the mouthy Russian!

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The slap echoed around the arena but it didnt have the effect that Natasha wanted. Kat simply stood there and adjusted her mask. Yes, the slap connected, and it probably hurt, but Natasha fully expected Kat to start a war with her. The fact that the sexy wrestler didnt proved two things, firstly that Kat was no push over, and secondly, she was much the better woman by not being drawn into the slap fest and trading blows. Natasha was furious, her face red with anger. She wanted nothing more than to beat Kat and pin her for the count in the most humiliating way possible, but Kat was standing firm.

"Iz zat all you can do? Stand on zee zpot?" Natasha shouted getting all up in Kat's face. The Russian was literally trembling now, not from fear but from the adrenaline. Then Natasha showed the ultimate disrespect to Kat. She turned her back and scuffed her feet as if Kat was nothing more than common dirt. The crowd booed loudly, and Natasha called out to them, still ignoring Kat. "Zis match is over, we dont have to prove a thing!"

The purple haired Russian walked a few steps and called to Sofia, who had now managed to get back up and was stood sheepishly at the corner, looking disheveled and tired from the thorough facesitting Tracy had done to her .

Again the crowd booed, they wanted to see the Russians get flattened, but Natasha was acting like a brat and attempting to walk away from Kat was the ultimate insult!

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Katherine was continued to look on as Natasha backed away. Much of the crowd booed the Russian but it was plain to see that she retreated not out of cockiness or condescension, but fear. She slowly began moving back to her corner. As Natasha neared her corner, The Super Kitty took a step forward. The buxom beauty exuded intimidation as she did. Like an angry cat that cornered it's prey, she channeled her gimmick in her stare and poster as she approached. If Natasha turned around to run and make a tag, or if Natty had gotten too close to her partner. Katherine would step in quickly and close the distance between herself and Natasha. She'd aim to wrap her strong arms around the voluptuous Rostovik's upper body and throw her backwards and overhead for a Suplex! Whether it was a Belly to Belly to Belly to Back Suplex didn't matter in Hart's eyes. She simply wanted Natasha away form her corner and closer to the center of the ring! If the move was successful, the crowd would roar as Kat tossed her foe, and the angry masked woman would quickly find her way to her feet before trying to approach Natasha for a follow up move and words of chastisement!

Meanwhile, Tracy would drop down from her corner after seeing Kat lunge forward and commit herself to thrashing Natasha! Tracy, being the more mischievous of the feline pair, saw it fit to take initiative. She'd duck low and sneak around the ring, aiming to finish what she started with Miss Sofia. The pink clad wrestler would find her way towards the opposing teams corner. While still trying to stay hidden, she'd allow Sofia to stand up straight before reaching for her ankles! Canon would attempt to pry them from the apron, surely ensuing in a nasty spill to the outside if Sofia was caught off guard!

"Guess Who!" Tracy would call out as she tried to get the drop on the blonde.

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Natasha was on her way out of the ring, she didn't need to or want to face the Kat's now, especially as her partner was a considerable weak link. She made her way full of arrogance toward Sofia who looked spent. As she was about to climb out of the ring, she felt the strong arms of Kat grab her from behind.

"Gah" she let out a gasp and struggled a brief moment. Then Kat used her considerable strength to lift the shocked Natasha up off the canvas, over and WHAM releasing her as she fell. The Russian tumbled across the ring and lay on her back wincing and trying to fight the pain. The roar of the crowd did little to help her.

Sofia meanwhile was too exhausted to even react. She was easily woman handled off the ring apron by Tracy and fell awkwardly smacking her head off the side of the ring. She lay there virtually unconscious on her back

Things were not looking good for Natasha who was now alone in the ring. Given the stipulation she was in for a rough time as the Kats could showboat now before pinning her flat

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Tracy's instigating worked out better in even practice than it did in her head. After having yanked the blonde from her spot in the corner, Sofia fell harshly onto the ring apron and spilled down onto the arena floor! As Sofia laid there in a supine position only semi conscious, the pink clad showboat stood tall, brought her hands to her own chest and began to push her boobs together, much to the delight of the fans!

"It's no USSR, but I'm betting it's a lot more than you can handle, ya trash talking Russian!" The red head said aloud with a mischievous smile. Miss Canon then dropped to her knees and straddled Chekov, sitting on her flat tummy before leaning forwards and sliding her arms around Sofia's head. Tracy would lock her fingers around her own biceps and press her voluminous bosom right into Sofia's nose and mouth, practically engulfing her head and serving one half of Soviet Seduction some of their own medicine!

Meanwhile in the ring, there was more than enough action going on to keep the official occupied! Katherine had just thrown Natasha clear across the ring, Suplexing her near the center and leaving her in a heap on the canvas. Katherine wasted no time popping up t her feet to continue taking the right to Rostovik. That tongue lashing, and perhaps even worse the harsh slap that Natasha had given her early was a long ways off from being repaid! The Super Kitty rose up and began charging towards Natasha! She jumped up into the air and bent her legs in an attempt to come down on Natasha's toned flat abs with a harsh falling knee! If successful in sinking her kneepad into Natasha's bare midsection, Katherine would reach for her foe's shoulders and attempt to turn her over onto her stomach, before quickly mounting and straddling the woman. Kat didn't stop or rest for a second. She'd continue to go to work and reach for the purple haired vixens arms! She aimed to follow up the knee with a Camel Clutch submission! Should Kat find herself able to maintain control, two two legal women would conveniently be facing Sofia's portion of the ring, where Natasha could get a good few of Tracy attempting to put Sofia away for good on the outside via a smother KO, all while being trapped and worked over in Hart's hold!

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Sofia was dazed from the fall, a suckerpuch from Tracy who seemed to be the type to avoid such tactics. Still it made the crowds day as did what followed. As Sofia maoned and got her bearings, two big pillowy breasts came to instantly smother her face.

"GAAUUMMFF" The blond moaned as she struggled for air. Her hands pawed at the arms of Tracy looking for any escape, but it was a tight smother. Tracy had been studying the art of smothering it seemed. Sofia was fading fast and her movements got weaker and weaker as her humiliation grew, eventually coming to a stop and slumping in the Kat's arms.

Her tag partner wasn't fairing much better. Natasha had essentially been fighting a 2v1 for the majority of the match thanks to Sofia's lack of ability. The numbers game started to pay off. Natahsa saw Kat thunder toward her and leap. The knee landed hard and drove the air out of the wrestles lungs enough to daze her and just about end her challenge. Kat easily rolled her over and locked in the clutch.

Natasha struggled and moaned, but refused to tap out, she would rather pass out from the pain than give up. Kat was too heavy to shift and Natasha caught glimpse of Sofia being smothered out. She knew at that point the match would result in the Kat's victory, and she cursed the stipulation, remembering that she would now be at the Kat's mercy for a double pin, which was as humiliating as it was exciting

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Tracy's antics certainly weren't going to earn her any labels or awards for upstanding citizenship or fairness, but they did earn her praise and approval from the fans in the arena and the ones watching at home. The pink clad 'Circus Cat' would envelop Sofia's face in her pillowy embrace and begin to quickly subdue the other non-active woman in the match via smother ko! Canon would be sure to be thorough with this knockout. Her teaching from the seasoned veteran, Katherine had her see to it that she made sure Sofia wasn't faking. After Miss Chekov went limp, Tracy rigorously shook her bust against her adversary's face, shaking her a bit to ensure there was no response whatsoever. After ensuring Sofia was both down and out, the red head slowly worked her way up to her feet facing the fans at ringside and giving them the 'V for victory' gesture whilst smiling, truly signifying that the fight had become two versus one, and would ensue in certain victory for the feline team!

Meanwhile, in the ring, Katherine Hart was hard at work working over the more formidable of the Russian pair. She had managed to secure Natasha in a debilitating Camel Clutch submission hold. Kat growled as she bend the woman's back while sitting atop her. "You talked about my weight, right?" She asked rhetorically. While pulling back on the purple haired Russian's chin, Kat, too, took notice of Sofia being done in by Tracy's smothery embrace on the outside. After witnessing this, Kat began to pull back on Natasha's chin harder, hard enough for her to be able to lean forwards and look Rostovik in the eye while torquing her back.

"It's funny, right? For all your empty threats and trash talk, there was one thing you were right about." She began to attempt her best (yet still comedically bad) Russian accent. "Zis eh-match iz ova!!!" Katherine declared before abruptly releasing the hold. Kat would place her hands on her knees before pushing up to her feet. She'd then bend down and secure her hands on Natasha's head and chin before trying to pull her up to her feet. From here, Kat would attempt to thrust Nat's head between her thigh, muscular thighs before pointing into the air and calling for her next move. She'd place a hand on under Natasha's torso and then reach between the woman's legs. Hart's other hand would go over Natasha's backside before also reaching between the Russian's thighs such that she could use her strength to lift her foe upside down and into a prime position for a move she had recently used to put away Alaina, of the Thundergirls: a Jumping Gotch Style Piledriver.

If successful in setting up Natty for the move, Kat would hold her upside down for a moment, prompting the fans to cheer before she jumped up to execute the move and ensure that the SWAT Cats laid out their second Russian, tonight, this time in the middle of the ring!