Helping the Yandere - Renee Steinhauser vs Brynhildr [D]

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Renee would grab Brynhildr by the hair and utilized the slippery surface to slam her face down onto the mat. There, she would try to slide and get on top of her before placing her in a sleeperhold. If she were successful, Renee would taunt Brynhildr.

“Aww. What’s the matter, Brynhildr? You not liking how I’m more experienced with the oil? Are you choking? Do you wanna submit and make you the new Loserbelt Champion? Hmm?”

[MR. Q]

"Gkkhh... nnngh..." Brynhildr gurgles weakly, her struggles growing feebler as Renee cinches the choke ever tighter. The slick oil makes her sweat-drenched body squirm uselessly against Renee's superior hold. Her vision darkens at the edges as oxygen deprivation sets in.

"No... I won't... lose to you..." she manages to rasp out between clenched teeth. With a desperate surge of energy, Brynhildr reaches up blindly, scrabbling for purchase on Renee's body. She found a foothold on Renee's thigh.

With great effort, she stood up and lifts the woman with her before falling back to slam her entire weight on the clingy champion.

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Renee was smiling as she assumed she had the match won but that was when she felt Brynhildr’s hands latch onto her thigh. She would be lifted off of the mat before the slippery surface caused her opponent to slip backwards and apply her whole weight on Renee. Renee did let go as she would be wheezing for air as she used the slick oil to slide away from Brynhildr while she recovered.

Renee would use the turnbuckles to pull herself up as she still needed a breather after that. However, she would be a sitting duck for whatever Brynhildr was gonna do. Though the mat was still slippery so she was hoping Brynhildr couldn’t find her footing fast enough to take advantage of Renee’s predicament.

[MR. Q]

Panting heavily, Brynhildr slowly pushes herself upright using the ropes. Her entire body aches from the exertion and abuse, but the knowledge that she's evened the odds against the arrogant Renee fills her with a renewed sense of purpose. She turns to face the veteran, a predatory glint in her eyes as she surveys Renee's vulnerable posture leaning against the turnbuckle.

"Aww, look at you, all tired out," Brynhildr mocks cruelly, staggering a few steps closer. The mat squeaks and squelches underfoot with each movement.

Seizing the opportunity, Brynhildr extends a foot in a sweeping arc, aiming to catch Renee's standing leg. She puts all her strength behind the maneuver, hoping to knock the veteran off-balance on the treacherous oil-slick canvas.

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Renee watched Brynhildr slowly approach her as the mat squelched and squeak as she would then be leg swept in the corner and into a seated position. Knowing what could happen next, Renee would then low blow Brynhildr before trying to push her away. If she were successful, Renee would slip out of the ring and would crash into the barricade, the baby oil leaving a mark on said barricade.

“Fuck. I need to get my head in the game.”

Renee would then look under the ring. There she would pull out a chair as she would look to do some damage. She would then throw it into the ring before sliding back in and attempt to grab it to hit Brynhildr with it.

[MR. Q]

"Ahhh!" Brynhildr lets out a sharp cry as Renee lands a vicious low blow, doubling her over in agony. Before she can recover, Renee seizes the opportunity to shove her away, sending Brynhildr stumbling backward into the ropes.

The impact reverberates through her entire frame, jolting the wind from her lungs. Dazed and disoriented, Brynhildr struggles to regain her footing on the slick surface. Renee makes a break for the ropes, leaping over the bottom strand and tumbling out of the ring.

Brynhildr, meanwhile, staggers around the ring, blindly grasping for support as her knees nearly buckle beneath her. The crowd gasps in shock at the turn of events, sensing the match is far from over. As Renee crashes into the barricade with a loud thud, Brynhildr finally rights herself, glaring at her opponent with newfound fury.

As Renee slides back into the ring, Brynhildr seizes the initiative. Spotting the chair tossed carelessly onto the canvas, she lunges forward, snatching the steal chair from mid-air mere inches from Renee's grasp.

Brynhildr then whirls around, swinging the chair with brutal force.

"Bitch!" Brynhildr snarls venomously, raining blow after blow onto Renee's body.

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Renee wasn’t quick enough getting back into the ring as she was merely fingertips away from pulling the chair towards her before Brynhildr snatched it away from her and used it to whack her in the face with it. Renee was in a daze but she instantly snapped out of it when she felt the cold steel hitting her back over and over again. Though Renee was a savvy wrestler at the end of the day so she had a plan to stop it.

As Renee would sell the chair shots, she would start scooping up puddles of baby oil and tossing it at Brynhildr’s feet. If she did it long enough, Renee would be hoping Brynhildr would lose her balance and fall over. If she were successful, Renee would then quickly grab the chair before throwing or shoving it into the crotch of Brynhildr.

[MR. Q]

Brynhildr's relentless assault continues unabated, steel chair raised high to deliver another crushing blow. But as Renee's plan unfolds, Brynhildr suddenly feels the slick surface beneath her feet begin to shift. Puddles of oil, scattered by Renee's cunning, slowly spread across the canvas, making it increasingly treacherous for Brynhildr to maintain her footing.

Her balance wavers, eyes widening in alarm as she struggles to regain her equilibrium on the slippery terrain. Just as she manages to steady herself, Renee seizes the chair, pivoting swiftly to aim a vicious swing directly at Brynhildr's groin.

"Nnngh!" Brynhildr's cry of pain is cut short as the cold steel makes contact, driving mercilessly into her most sensitive area. The impact sends her crumpling to the mat, writhing in agony as she clutches at her bruised and battered privates.

Renee stands over her fallen opponent, chest heaving with exertion, gloating triumphantly at having turned the tables once more. The crowd roars in approval at the thrilling turn of events, sensing the match has reached a pivotal, decisive moment.

Not to be outdone, Brynhildr reach towards Renee's leg and pulled. Just like her, Renee's standing on a pool of her own making.

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Renee’s gloating would be short lived as she didn’t noticed that she also set herself up for a little slip and slide. She felt Brynhildr grab her leg and pulled on it, causing the Renegade to cartoonishly slip on the baby oil and fall right on her ass. Though that was a lighter punishment than a metal chair to the crotch. Renee would recover shortly after that move.

Renee would then flip Brynhildr onto her stomach before attempting to sit on her back. There, she would try to lock in the Interrogation Hold. However, with the ring still slicked up with oil, it was gonna be a mighty task just for Renee to keep Brynhildr still. If she were to fully lock in the hold like glue, Renee would bend her backwards and also tried to stimulate her by bouncing on her butt while in the hold.

[MR. Q]

"Ugh!" Brynhildr groans as Renee effortlessly flips her onto her belly, pinning her down with surprising strength. She feels the heat of Renee's rear end pressing against her backside through the slick oil coating their bodies.

As Renee begins bouncing on top of her, the impact sends shockwaves through Brynhildr's spine and jolts her core with unwanted stimulation. Her breath hitches, mind clouding with the illicit sensations flooding her senses.

But despite Renee's efforts, Brynhildr refuses to submit. She struggles against the hold, arching her back to try and break free from the interrogation position. The slippery conditions work in her favor, allowing her to wriggle and twist beneath Renee's weight.

"Bastard!" Brynhildr snarls, venom spitting from her lips as she claws at the mat, desperate to create some distance between her throbbing body and Renee's relentless grinding. She needs to end this humiliating situation - and fast!