Fatal Attractions [Scar vs Nha]

[thesteedman]

It came as no surprise that Nha would not release her deadly hold until the near count of three, getting the most out of each agonising second. In that time she continued to nip and bite seductively upon Sophia's ear. The German no doubt would have had a look of disgust if the expression of pain upon her angelic facial features was not already dominant upon her. Finally however... there was some salvation when Nha had to release Sophia or face disqualification. Sophia seemed to collapse, gasping out, favouring her spine and breathing deeply. Her skin was beginning to glisten... having endured quite the ordeal for the second time against Nha.

She barely had time to compose herself when Nha grasped her by her hair, dragging the platinum haired beauty up to her feet against her will. Still breathless, and barely over the previous hold, Sophia groaned in pain, limping as she was pulled, still favouring her spine with one hand as the other futilely tried to find freedom, prying against Nha's wrist. She coughed out as Nha rammed a stiff knee into her bare stomach, making her near double over, all but knocking the wind from Sophia's lungs. A second strike came towards the same area, clashing once more against her bare midriff... but by now Sophia had tensed her abs and somewhat prepared her body for the second blow.

Grimacing, Sophia wrapped her arms around Nha's leg on the second strike, not quite falling into Nha's intended position. Despite the pain she was in, with her abs burning even after catching her strike, Sophia fought against her complaining body, standing upwards with Nha's leg. The glare she shot towards Nha spoke more than a thousand words ever would or could. There was a darkness amongst the clear hatred, with the lasting effect of Nha's nibbles and antics still being felt now upon her ear even though Nha had long stopped doing so. Sophia looked to try and swing the fight back to her own favour... knowing she could not keep enduring such tortures all match.

With a sharp and precise kick, Sophia looked to take out Nha's standing leg with intent to put the woman on her back. Still holding onto her other leg, Sophia took a step back, pulling sharply against her ankle, before she leapt upwards and flipped impressively over Nha's lying down form, keeping hold of her leg in the process. Sophia purposely pulled on Nha's leg, looking to stretch it and force her to kick herself when Sophia would come to land just above Nha's head, testing Nha's flexibility but also attempting to get her to hit herself as it where!

[Darius 2.0]

With how easily she had been able to drag Sophia from the ropes, Nha figured the German was pretty out of it at this point. Her confidence in that fact grew when her first knee collided solidly with Sophia's core, a sadistic smile spreading across her face when it did. She truly enjoyed the pathetic grunts and groans that emerged from Sophia's lips. The blue clad seductress got the same results when she fired off the second knee and was about to follow up those attacks with a devastating finale'.....if her leg hadn't been caught by Sophia.

The smile slipped off Nha's face. Instead of being doubled over by her knee strikes, Sophia had managed to catch her on the second attack, leaving the Egyptian standing awkwardly on one leg. Forced to grip Sophia's shoulders for balance, Nha tried to push herself free from the German, growling under her breath. That's when she caught the look in Sophia's eyes. Nha didn't spook easily, but she'd be lying if she said the look of pure fury she saw in Sophia's eyes didn't send a shiver down her spine.

"(Oh shit,)" Nha cursed in Egyptian, just before her standing leg was knocked out from under her by a well placed kick from Sophia. Like a tree that had been felled, Nha was sent crashing to the mat. "UGH!" the blue twin cried out, impacting the mat back first with a wince. Her first instinct was to roll away, but she found that to be impossible since Sophia had kept hold of her captured leg even after the fall. Grimacing at what might be coming, Nha attempted to kick out with her other leg but it was far too late. She couldn't have predicted what happened next, though, because the next thing she knew Sophia was flipping right over her with her captive leg! The muscles in Nha's thigh screamed in protest at the sudden stretch, but it was beng struck by her own limb that really threw Nha for a loop.

"GAAHH!!" she cried out after getting struck between the eyes with her own leg! She saw stars after the blow and her hands would immediately clutch the area where she had been hit. Even though Nha was flexible by nature, the suddenness of the stretch left her leg burning in pain. If her leg was released, the blue twin would curl up on the mat clutching her face, seething with pain.

[thesteedman]

Despite all the complaints her body offered her, Sophia was not willing to let her ailments get the best of her. Her lower back was throbbing with a sharp sting after being contorted in a manner her spine was not designed too, and her knee felt like a blade had been lodged below it. Only now was she really catching her breath after nearly being strangled, and all that she had endured could be easily seen given her brow, exposed arms and midriff glistened in the arena lights with sweat. Nha had certainly began to do a number against her... but it was a testament to Sophia Wolfe's endurance that she was able to rise from the punishment and finally launch an assault of her own.

"Pray tell... Who is the prey now?..." Sophia whispered to Nha in a low threatening tone, releasing her leg finally after an impressive flip led to her unique move against the Egyptian whilst she was down. Sophia moved quickly, not letting up the current advantage. Her intent was to make Nha pay for what she had done to her. Though the beautiful yet scarred German wrestler would not stoop to the level of Nha, she would certainly give her a taste of her own medicine. With Nha grounded and Sophia in her current position, she slipped herself along the canvas towards Nha, grabbing her head before pulling her hard to bring her closer to her own form.

Sophia swung her legs around, wrapping them tightly around Nha's neck. She positioned one leg across her throat, before the other hooked onto her ankle and locked into place. It took Sophia a moment as she winced, feeling her knee beginning to stretch. A sharp pain ran through her leg when she locked it... and oddly it felt a little more satisfying afterwards as she was able to properly stretch it and relieve some of the intense tension and pain. Soon enough however, she had Nha in a figure four headscissors. She positioned herself upon her side, reaching and grabbing her own ankle, before she pulled hard, tightening her powerful grip upon Nha.

"I thought you should know that Wolves do not fear Snakes. Even slippery, creepy ones like yourself." Sophia whispered. She paused a moment, waiting for Nha to no doubt shoot a response or insult towards her. She eagerly awaited for her soft lips to part, before she would squeeze her neck hard between her thighs, looking to deny her any words and even breathe. Sophia was content to keep Nha in such a dangerous grip, giving herself a chance to recover, whilst now finally being able to sap the strength from Nha!

[Darius 2.0]

Sha let out an audible sigh watching the tables get turned on her twin sister. It was an impressive display on Sophia's part, and a downright embarrassing one for Nha. After all, who expects to get kicked with their own leg? Crossing her broad arms across her chest, the red twin coninued to watch the match silently. The match was still young; her sister still had a chance to turn this around. All she needed to do was stop getting wrapped up in her own fun.

Reeling on the mat after the unorthodox tactic of her opponent, Nha clutched at her face and hissed through clenched teeth. Clearly she had underestimated Sophia's determination. More than that, she had underestimated just how much she had gotten under the German's skin. In a way, she was proud of herself for managing to have such an effect on such a proud looking woman. On the other hand, now that she had lost the advantage, the idea of her opponent being even more motivated to defeat her was not pleasant one. Wincing in pain and squinting though watery eyes, Nha attempted to get back up again, but had barely moved a few inches before Sophia was on her.

The Egyptian would gasp as her head was grabbed and when the legs of her foe began to lock around her neck, Nha immediately knew what was coming. It was a move she had used often herself in the past: the figure four headscissors. The blue twin would grasp at the legs of Sophia, trying to stop the move from completing. But it was too late, and with a strangled grunt Nha's head and neck were trapped in the tight hold. Gripping at Sophia's thigh and calf muscles, Nha writhed on the mat with a groan. Immediately she found it hard to breath. Worse still, Sophia would taunt the Egyptian, earning frustrated growl from Nha. She had a comeback, though. Oh yes, did she ever. It was fiendishly clever too. Sophia would have nothing to say after that.

It would forever be lost on Nha's tongue when Sophia tightened up on the scissor, cutting off Nha's breath and air all in one flex. "Urk!!" Nha gurgled. The blue twin would paw and scrape at the German's strangling limbs while her own legs would kick against the mat. Her head and neck flet like they were caught in a vice. Quickly Nha's face would start to match the color of her outfit as she started to become lightheaded. In desperation, Nha would try to hammer her fist against Sophia's leg, specifically against the one she had been targeting all night. Hopefully this would loosen the scissor enough before Nha would even think of submitting.

[thesteedman]

Sophia was beginning to rally in a big way. Nha had been successful in getting under her skin and slipping into her mind with her less than legal tactics and her forward and perverse approach against the stunning German beauty... but now that the tide was beginning to turn, Sophia Wolfe began to finally find some calm, and gradually her head was finally getting back into the game. Slowly she tightened her grip, letting her legs enclose just a little tighter around Nha's neck. It was sweet vengeance for all the strangling Nha had attempted upon herself when she was bending her spine out of place and further wearing down her tender knee. Nha had been methodical in her attacks, but overconfident, and Sophia was making her pay the price for it.

Pulling on her ankle all the more, Sophia shifted onto her side for better leverage. Her bare midriff tensed, revealing her stunning core and how well defined her figure was as her thighs tightened around Nha's slender neck. There was satisfaction in watching Nha's expression shift from being egotistical to now simply struggling to breath. A look of desperation naturally befell her otherwise beautiful features, as Nha began to strike against Sophia's legs, looking for salvation. A few of the powerful hits clashed against Sophia's tender knee, causing the German to wince in visible pain and discomfort... It seemed even half strangled, Nha was still very much dangerous and sharp minded. Sophia looked to rectify her escape attempts, reaching to try and secure each wrist with one of her hands.

Sophia looked to lean back once she had her wrists. Her stomach muscles once again tightening as her core tensed and her legs enclosed all the tighter. She had Nha exactly where she wanted her... It entirely possible Sophia could end the match here... but she was no fool to let her guard down. Nha was resourceful, and an expert in submission holds. Sophia spared a glance towards her sister Sha who remained on the outside of the ring, and it was slightly concerning to see that her expression was so stoic as she had her arms folded under her impressive chest. Sha was not even the slightest bit concerned for her sister... indicating that Nha was perhaps not in as much trouble as Sophia would like to believe. A submission specialist, it was likely she had trained extensively in escaping holds... and Sophia remained vigilant.

Still... each second that passed, Sophia was content to keep Nha squeezed and drained of air. It would weaken her in the long run even if she was to escape, and hopefully she would take the fight against Sophia more seriously instead of using her antics. Sophia was still put off by her opponent, feeling the ghost effect of her nips and nibbles against her foot and her ear moments ago.
"You are more than welcome to tap out Nha if you so wish. I cannot possibly think any more less of you." Sophia quipped with her unique German and English combined accent, now finally being in a position to do so against her normally talkative opponent.

[Darius 2.0]

Nha could only let out a choked gurgle in response to Sophia's cutting diatribe. The blue clad Egyptian was in a literal tight spot. The powerful legs of her opponent, no doubt strong for delivering hard kicks, were now rapidly choking the life out of her. Her sharp tongue was likewise silenced by the inability to breath, leaving Nha in the frustrating position of being unable to respond to the German's words.

It would only get worse for Nha when in response to her targeted punching of Sophia's leg, the platinum blonde would seize both her wrists, holding them tightly and preventing her from attempting any more hits. With a protesting groan Now Nha was truly in trouble. Without use of her hands there were very little options left for her, and she was quickly running out of time. Her face was turning colors and her world was starting to get a bit blurry. Her legs, once furiously kicking the mat, were starting to slow.

The ref came close to ask the beleaguered twin if she wanted to submit, a a question that Nha would promptly ignore. There was no chance in hell she was going to submit this early into the match. Not in her first singles match. Not in front of her sister! The way have been down but she was far from out. Though she would have to think fast or 'out' is exactly what she would be.

Fortunately, clever thinking was what Nha was known for, and an idea struck her like a bolt of lightning. Grunting through the headscissor, the blue twin would attempt to shift her body. Making use of her core strength and her impressive flexibility, Nha would make a move to try and roll herself backwards. If she managed that, Sophia's scissored legs around her neck with roll with her, folding the German up when Nha aimed to land behind her. If all went well, Nha would land on the mat sitting upright with Sophia's legs still choking her, but at the same time Sophia would be folded up for a surprising pin!

[thesteedman]

The longer the figure four headscissor was locked on upon the scantily clad vixen, the more Sophia began to believe that she may of potentially clinched a win! The crowd began to stamp their feet in unison, cheering on the fan favourite as she near squeezed the fight from the Egyptian, tightening her leg lock around her slender throat, finally giving the Submission Specialist a taste of her own medicine as it were. By now the referee could see Nha was in trouble, and approached, asking the all important question of if Nha was willing to surrender... to give the victory to Sophia Wolfe.

Even between her powerful thighs, Sophia could feel Nha shake her head. She was too proud for that... too foolish to verbally submit. Sophia had fought against her like a various amount of times within the Full Metal Wrestling federation. A select few wrestlers simply did not know when they were beat, or merely tried to save face by passing out rather than giving up, seeing it as a sign of weakness. There was nothing wrong with tapping out when one was beat... Sophia was not beyond admitting defeat if she was certainly trapped. There was no point in running the dangerous risk of hurting oneself.... that said however, with the way Nha had been treating her in this match... no doubt even the German would make an exception and deny Nha the honour of tapping out.

It felt like it would all be over soon regardless... Sophia would squeeze Nha out with her headscissor, tightening her grip once more for the final squeeze that would deny Nha air and she could soon forget the terrible antics and perverse ways the twisted Egyptian had wrestled. That was until something began to happen that the German did not anticipate. Planting her bare feet, Nha began to slowly bridge herself, catching Sophia off guard. Nha's core tensed up, revealing her well defined and powerful build hidden deep within her alluring and seductive form, as she was able to fight against the leverage of the hold, impressively performing a roll that shifted the two wrestlers.

Sophia was folded up... but she still had a tight grip upon Nha, not wanting to give up such an advantage despite her discomforts as she winced... however...

ONE!!

TWO!!!!

Sophia gasped out realising that Nha had converted the position into a sneaky pin. It became obvious she would lose to a pinfall long before Nha would pass out, and there was no way to flick out! Not unless she released Nha and focused on her flick! Cursing under her breath in German, Sophia released her deadly hold upon Nha's neck, throwing her body out from under Nha to raise her shoulder in the nick of time. The watching crowd gasped out realising how Nha had dangerously near stole a win with her quick thinking... If Sophia did not hold such a dislike for Nha, she might have complimented the quick thinking of her opponent... but she would never give her such an honour... not with the way she chose to fight.

The disappointment was clear upon Sophia's alluring face, as she tried to throw Nha from her form and get separate once more. Being on the ground with Nha was not the place to be, even if the Egyptian had been half strangled!

[Darius 2.0]

It was no small display of flexibility and quick thinking on Nha's part when she moved to escape an inescapable hold. Flipping herself around, still trapped in the figure four headscissors, the Egyptian would enact her plan. Since she couldn't escape the choke by brute force, she would have to make Sophia want to let her go. The woman's calf under her chin prevented a bite and even if it didn't, the close proximity of the referee meant Nha would not get away with it. That meant the only other option was to turn the headscissors into a pin. This would force Sophia into letting her go or else lose the match, something Nha was sure the German would not allow. Not after all it took to get Nha here.

Her plan would work to near perfection. Flipping backwards head over heels Nha rolled Sophia into a pin, her scissored legs around her throat serving to fold Sophia up. It took a second for the ref girl to realize what just happened but when she did she hit the mat immediately to begin the count. First then count of one, then the two count....

Just before the count of three could be reached Nha felt Sophia unwind her legs from around her throat, and the Egyptian inhaled a huge breath when she did! Quickly the color began to return to Nha's face and she rubbed her sore throat with a grimace. Her vision began to clear up as well. Through cunning and some impressive core strength, Nha had managed to avoid a possible defeat at the hands of her ticked off adversary. Even Nha had to admit that had been a close one.

With the headscissors undone the pin was likewise ended when Sophia's shoulders left the mat, taking away Nha's possible win. That was fine with her. She only went for the pin as a means to get Sophia off of her. No, if Nha was going to win this match it wasn't going to be by pinfall. It was going to be from complete submission after she ravished Sophia from head to toe. After she had twisted her into pretzels and ran her hands all over that delectable bodice of hers. Only then would Nha allow Sophia to whisper her submission. Oh, it was going to be so satisfying...

Perhaps it was the reminder of her intended plans that spurred Nha into action again. Even though she was still a bit woozy from being choked, Nha could not let the opportunity before her pass. Sophia was on the ground with her, ripe to be placed in a new hold. And Nha had just the one. "Where do you think you're going?" Nha sneered before she would reach out and attempt to grab a handful of Sophia's hair from behind before the German could get away. If she succeeded, Nha would use that grip to pull Sophia back to her, and from there would bring her caramel thighs around Sophia's waist. Once she had done that, Nha would lock her ankles together, trapping Sophia's body between her strong legs in a bodyscissor from behind! If Nha managed this, the blue twin would smirk before pouring pressure into the scissor for a good long squeeeeeeeze.....

[thesteedman]

Any respect Sophia had for Nha and her quick and creative thinking went straight out of the window the moment she recalled exactly what kind of person she was dealing with. Sophia had virtually been free of the tangle both she and the Egyptian beauty had been engaged in, once more looking to get that precious reset and take the fight to her level... that notion was denied however when Nha was able to get a handful of her platinum hair, stopping her escape dead in its tracks! The referee naturally began to protest at Nha's use of hair pulling, but words did little to deter Nha, and the vixen was all too aware that she would get away with doing what she did... perhaps being scolded and warned at worse with little consequence.

As such it allowed Nha the pleasure of pulling Sophia back to the ground before she could slip away to freedom, a dangerous place that Nha excelled upon as Sophia was quickly beginning to realise. Sophia herself was an expert in all fields of wrestling, and submission games were certainly not beyond her... she was great at countering such moves and possessed quite an arsenal of holds herself.. but Nha had it mastered, and her less than legal methods only amplified her ability to catch her opponents and wrap them up in both complex and simple holds that were designed to hurt and drain! Nha was capable of capturing even ones as skilled as Sophia it turned out. The stunning German fell back against Nha, feeling the woman press up against her from behind, feeling more of that exposed flesh against what was exposed of her own much to the German's dismay. Her grip upon her hair would relinquish, but what came in place was all the more dangerous. There was something methodical yet enchanting about the manner in which Nha's bare and stunning legs wrapped around Sophia's waist, catching her in a deadly bodyscissors hold. As if she had been planning such a move from early on.

Sophia gasped out, instinctively pressing against her thighs to try and find release in a brief moment of panic! She was flat upon her knees, and caught deep between Nha's thighs. The instant Nha's ankles slapped and locked together, was the moment Sophia felt grave pressure against her slender waist. She bit on her lower lip hard, closing her eyes tightly as the pressure was great even before Nha began to flex her powerful legs and tighten her vice like hold upon her. Sophia's alluring stomach noticeably tensed to try and endure, as like a serpents coil, Nha began to squeeze her powerfully. She could not stop herself from crying out in pain, arching back over Nha briefly as rational thought was squeezed from her form, leaving Sophia to push and pry against the deadly body lock rather than planning an effective escape.

After a few agonising seconds, Sophia managed to regain some form of composure, knowing she could not remain in such a hold. Nha's stunning legs remained around her, and slowly Sophia began to press her elbows down against her knees to try and cause her some pain! She also attempted to throw an elbow back against Nha, though her position was not ideal to get the strength she wanted to really damage Nha. Sophia feared Nha shifting the scissor into a figure four style given her position so deep between her thighs, already knowing several things Nha could do from her own position and place. There was certainly an arrogance to the bodyscissors... Nha could have potentially locked her in a more suffocating headscissor if she so chose... but given her lock upon her body would no doubt be more prolonged and deliberating... perhaps this had always been Nha's design.

Sophia regretted bringing the top she had to this match by now as well, as she wore a custom one that left her midriff bare, and Nha's exposed legs were getting a good grip upon her own soft flesh of her well defined core. By now Sophia's form was glistening with sweat, giving her quite an alluring look as she breathed deeply and tried to control her oxygen intake... something that was increasingly becoming more diffcult!
"G... get off of me you perverted cretin!" Sophia gasped out, trying to throw another hard elbow in an attempt to find release!

[Darius 2.0]

The feeble protests of the ref were largely ignored by Nha when she took a handful Sophia's hair. She had a grip on her prey and she wasn't letting go for anything. Especially not after having just escaped Sophia's own hold; Nha had a lot to pay the German back for. It would begin with her pulling the platinum blonde against her; her back against Nha's front. The Egyptian's bare legs would encircle Sophia's waist, her inner thighs rubbing up against Sophia's bare midriff in the process. Once in position, those legs would snap shut like a beartrap, capturing the unfortunate German between them in an intimate embrace.

Now that she ensured Sophia could no longer go anywhere, Nha would really begin to pour on the squeeze. Propping herself up on the palms of her hands, the blue twin would tighten her scissor around Sophia's waist with a malicious smirk. Her thighs, while not overly muscular, would prove to be deceptively powerful. They would harden up as Nha flexed, cutting into Sophia's flanks as she began a long, crushing squeeze. Slowly, those sexy yet deadly limbs would begin to compress together, and unfortunately for Sophia, compress her waist with them.

Nha loved every second of it. The feeling of her strong, female opponent's body being slowly crushed between her deadly legs was an ecstasy like no other. Much like Sophia had referred to her earlier, the Egyptian would tighten around her victim like a hungry snake about to devour her prey. Her legs were straightened out in the scissor, ensuring that a great deal of her strength would be poured into compressing Sophia's core. The German had powerful muscles there, but already Nha could feel them begin to fail under the relentless squeeze. It was literally a breathtaking embrace, one which had Nha biting her lip as she fought to suppress a moan. When Sophia's first screams began to leave her lips, Nha could hold back no longer, and let out a moan that let slip just how much she was enjoying this closeness. No doubt Sophia would find this as unbearable as the bodyscissors; that Nha was actually getting off on her agony. Perhaps that was why she became so desperate to escape. But even as Sophia dug her elbows into Nha's thighs, the bodyscissors would not let up in the slightest. So enthralled was Nha in the act of torturing her foe that such pain didn't effect her.

It was only when Sophia swung her elbow back did Nha react, namely by catching the blow with one of her hands before it could connect! "So many names for me, little Wolfe," Nha purred, keeping hold of Sophia's arm even after catching it. "I must really be getting under your skin....." After grabbing Sophia's elbow attack with one arm, Nha's other arm would suddenly move to snake around Sophia's throat from behind. Nha would aim to tuck the blonde's had under her arm and apply a deadly choke, and secure Sophia's captured arm with her other arm. When all was said and done, Nha would place Sophia in a dragon sleeper/bodyscissors combination. If she could pull it off, the Egyptian would now be squeezing the German twofold; crushing her at the waist and choking her at the neck.