The Midas Touch, Episode 1: Natalia Dominique Lacroix

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Rose climbed onto her feet as she watched Natalia crawl from her home in the corner. She could see the way the woman was moving... She was done. The hold that had put Aoi out of commission had done the same to Natalia, though this time without undue injury. Her pace was slow and she was moving her hips gingerly. It wasn't just her legs that ailed her... It was her poor girlhood as well. The thought made the Cruel Cutie grin.

She moved into Natalia's path, standing in front of her so that as she crawled, she would do so into Rose Gold's legs. She brushed her bangs back and looked down at the battered beauty with a smug smirk.

"You see it now, don't you?" She knelt down and took hold of Natalia's lovely hair. Roughly, she jerked it so that she could draw Natalia's deep blue eyes into her own honeyed ambers. "This is what they want." She gestured to the audience with her other hand.

"They aren't here to see sport. Nor to watch you prove your strength." She'd slowly rise to her full, short stature. As she did she'd pull Natalia with her, drawing her up and onto her knees. Drawing her head up until it was parallel with the alluring convergence of her pale inner thighs.

"In LAW, the Heels are the heroes! You understand now, don't you?" She took a step forward. Her grip on Natalia's hair firmed up, forcing her face to be only inches from her vinyl covered mound. Natalia could feel the heat of Rose Gold's womanhood radiating against her lips.

"The fans don't love you. They love the -sounds you make-. They love the way you cry when I hurt you. The way I put your body on display. You're nothing to them but entertainment" She looked away from Natalia and to the audience. The cheering, ravenous audience.

"This is the colosseum. And -I- am the Lion!" She gave Natalia's hair another hard jerk. "They're here to watch me tear you apart." She looked down the line of her own body and back into Natalia's eyes.

"It's over, rookie. You've lost. Say you submit. Give yourself to me. And then together we will give the fans what they want. I will allow you to worship your Queen's pussy in front of the whole world." Her cheeks turned rosy with arousal as she gently pressed her covered lips against Natalia's in a soft, intimate kiss.

"Say the words." She demanded with a lewd sigh.

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The pain had numbed Natalia's senses to the point she didn't noticed Rose have moved to block her crawl until her head touched the champs boots. It very much felt like the mean blonde cutie had materialized out of nowhere in front of her and Natalia let out a soft yelp. This was the second time the quick Rose had jump scared. And then Rose took Natalia's lovely vantablack hair and pulled it up, forcing Natalia to stare into Rose's lovely cruel eyes.

Natalia frowned cutely showing her dislike for Rose with the very easy to read expression of anger and agony in her pretty face, but there was nothing she could do while Rose pulled her by the hair, forcing her on her knees into another embarrassing position... all the while Rose monologued like a movie villainess. Natalia had to put her arms around Rose to stop her face from being rubbed into the blonde's barely covered sex. She shook her head weakly like trying to refute Rose's 'arguments' but the roars of the crowd certainly made it seem like she was right. The fans were roaring louder than Natalia had ever heard them roar.

Memories of how happily surprised she had been hearing the crowd cheer for her filled Natalia's mind. She remembered very clearly, the fans cheering when she entered the ring and cheering even louder when she won, even chanting her name after she facesat her first opponent. But now that Rose was making her think about it, she began to remember how loud the fans cheered when she was in the receiving end of the punishment or the humiliation.

Natalia had always wanted to be loved and she had thought that with all the attention she had been getting when she started modeling bikinis and even more wrestling she was a fan favorite. That she was loved by the fans. Yet deep inside Natalia knew that attention isn't the same as love, and that just as Rose said, she was only entertainment and the fans where here only to see her body on display. This was a colosseum and she had been sent as a sacrifice to be devoured by the tiny sexy hungry lioness. The fans too seemed to be hungry too, hungry to see her broken and humiliated.

Then Rose pulled Natalia's head and pushed her hips forward, forcing Natalia to kiss the blonde's pussy. The dark haired cutie didn't thought it possible but the fans managed somehow to get even louder now. Natalia's face turned bright red like a tomato. She feeling so utterly humiliated, forced to kiss Rose's sexy pussy while on her knees, in front of a packed arena and who knew how many more people through streaming. And the worse was that part of her was actually enjoying it.

As furious as she was with Rose for all the punishment and humiliation she had put her through, there was a side of Natalia that kind of wanted to comply, to worship the champ's pussy and surrender to her and submit to Rose's will. Natalia's lips pressed against Rose's sex like if she was 'returning' the kiss. Her arms slipping down Rose's sexy legs while Natalia had a mental battle with herself, between the part of her that wanted to surrender to the tiny titan and the part of her that still cling to her stubborn pride.

Natalia's tongue left her mouth and she gave Rose's kitty a slow lick... and then she grabbed the back of the champs knees and pulled them hard trying to take Rose down on her back. Natalia knew her legs couldn't do anything right now, she wasn't sure she could even stand, but she still had her arms so she tried to pull Rose's left leg towards her and slide the blonde's foot under her armpit ad the same time she pulled at the champs heel up, laying on her back in an awkward position as she tried to apply a bjj foot lock.

"I'm sure they'll love the sound you make too..."

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"That's it. Good girl." She closed her eyes and looked towards the roof of the arena as she felt Natalia's shallow breath against her scantily clad slit.

She was so sensitive... She could feel every minute shift of the blue-eyed girls mouth against her womanhood. Every inhale. Every exhale. Every twitch of her lips. "You're a performer, Natalia. My pussy is your stage. Perform for them!" She moaned breathily.

The hand that had been in Natalia's hair loosened. Her fingertips played along her scalp. A soothing contrast to the root burning tugs of moments prior. She shuddered when Natalia's warm, soft, wet tongue caressed her lycra covered crotch. She didn't moan. Natalia hadn't earned a moan. Rose Gold was in control. Not -her-.

Or so she thought.

"H-uh?" She stammered even in making a sound of surprise! Her oversensitive sex distracted her well and truly! The jerk upon her knee destabilized her! And a moment later she spilled to the canvas upon her back!

Her eyes went wide as she lay in a pool of her own golden hair! Natalia had captured her left foot between her arms and tucked it tightly against her body. A heel hook! Leg locks were becoming more and more common in Brazilian Jiu-jitsu and this was among the most simple and common... But also most effective.

"L-let go!" She demanded as she reached towards Natalia, but it was too late. Her hands wouldn't get there in time... The positions had been reversed and now it was Natalia who had control of -her- body. She'd not yet applied any torque... But she knew she could at a moments notice.

The technique was simple in appearance and a layman would assume that it targeted the ankle. The reality was far worse... The torque on a heel hook forced the surprisingly fragile ligaments in the knee in directions they weren't meant to go. It might have looked mundane to the fans... But a BJJ expert like Rose Gold knew that her knee was in great danger.

"D-don't you dare!"

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Dominique leaned back, trying to use her body to put more and more pressure on Rose's leg. Dominique had been training extremely hard in the LAW gym since she made the transition from modeling bikinis and wrestling. She had always been a fan of submission holds, and even got to 'practice' a few on her school mates when she was little but hadn't really got to actually learn them until she started training with the instructors. They taught her a plethora of punishing holds and Dominique practiced them diligently. Some of them were very flashy, some were very sexy, some were beautiful in a way, almost like art. This one hurt. A lot.

The heel hook was definitively not a hold Dominique liked. It was rather simple, graceless, Dominique thought. It didn't gave her that sensation of controlling her opponent's body that Domi craved so much. It didn't gave her much chance to tease and play with her victim like Dominique loved to do. It lacked that artistic beauty Dominique saw in twisting someone into a pretzel against their will. But it hurt. Oh how it hurt.

Dominique remembered very well how it felt like her knee was going to pop up when the trainer applied it to her the first time, and she very much hoped that Rose was feeling the same thing right now. Rose had hurt her so bad, she had made her scream in pain so much. Dominique wasn't even thinking about the possibility of making Rose tap out and becoming the new champ. All she wanted was some revenge. She wanted to hear Rose screaming... and the fans cheering while she dished the punishment instead of taking it.

"Time for you to sing, Rose-chan!"

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"Y-you arrogant bi-AHHHHN~!"

Agony. That is what the Lightweight Champion felt. It was a cold pain. The sort that froze the blood in your veins. That chilled it until it burned. Reflexively she sat up, as if she could reach Natalia and free her ailing leg. Impossible. Not only because of the distance, but because the torque on her knee caused suffering so severe that it made the muscles in her lower back spasm and send her back to the canvas in a teary-eyed heap!

"IYAAAHN~" She screamed. The tips of her fingers pressed into her perfect golden hair, pulling at it as if it would divert some of the anguish. It didn't. Her face was red with effort and her chest rose and fell in rapid, labored heaves.

"G-GET OFF! L-LET GO!" She demanded in a panic. Futile.

She looked down the lengths of their lovely, entangled bodies and saw the savagery in her opponents face as she attempted to tear her ligaments apart. And she recognized something in her. She wasn't trying to win. She didn't see this as an opportunity to secure a crafty victory. She... Wanted to hurt her. She wasn't simply performing... She was executing. She wasn't out for Gold. She was out for blood.

"I-ITAI~!" She cried out shamefully as one hand sought her knee. She couldn't reach, not with her body pinned.

The ref dropped down beside her. "Give~? Give~!?" She asked as if trying to save the Sinister Siren's life.

Her palms pressed flat to the mat and her right arm raised off the canvas as she swore she heard something within her leg pop. She didn't just have this match to think about. She had a career. Her knee being torn apart would ruin it all! She couldn't bare the thought of being in a hospital bed next to Aoi. Out for a year.

Her hand came down and rose again and a tear ran down her cheek. "Give~!? Give~!? Give~?!"

She'd never allow herself to be injured like that... Her hand came down again. But this time in a fist.

"I'D RATHER DIE!" The words came in a defiant scream of anger that caused her tears to run down her cheeks.

Her shriek continued as she turned into the hold! Becoming less like a whine and more like a war cry! The pain intensified as she put her body at risk... But she was also rolling the women's bodies towards the ropes. With the state Natalia's legs were in, she doubted the woman could resist. The pressure would be relieved while they were on their bellies.

But it wasn't enough. They needed to go further. And it became clear to Natalia that Rose Gold wasn't just willing to torture her opponent for a victory... But herself as well.

If the blue eyed challenger couldn't prevent her from making another turn of her hips, she would find herself dumped outside of the ring. Rose would cling to the ropes and stay on the inside, breaking the hold either way!

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Natalia held Rose's foot possessively, clinging to it almost as if her life depended on it. Her well being most certainly depended on it since the dark haired cutie much needed this match to end here right now. Her desires for revenge also depended on it. Natalia reminded herself of all the ways in which she felt she had been wronged, from being told to wear a schoolgirl uniform instead of a cool wrestling attire, to hearing the fans cheering while Rose deviously tortured her. That had made her feel betrayed and she poured that anger, that righteous anger, in her attempt to destroy Rose's sexy leg. This, Natalia thought, was Justice, considering how Rose had repeatedly said she would destroy her legs. Perhaps even Poetic Justice.

Rose didn't seemed to care about Justice. The mean blonde champions was unwilling to let herself be broken and showing the grit and determination that had gained her the title belt, the tiny titan endured the agony and then she began rolling despite all the pain.

Now Natalia wished she had practiced this hold a lot more, but the truth was she had always felt a bit of disdain for BJJ and other MMA stuffthat in her book wasn't as fun and more importantly not as sexy as the traditional pro wrestling holds. The few times she had put or been put in this hold it had ended quickly with a tap out. She had no idea what to do when Rose began rolling. Her legs felt like noodles and were just too weak to help her keep her position, so Natalia just held Rose foot and tried to put more pressure on that knee.

Rose turned once and then with great effort turned again, and Natalia felt the ropes scratch her back as she was being dumped out of the ring. She stubbornly tried to held on Rose leg, determined to take it with her even if Rose stayed in the ring, but the sweat in her hands and Rose smooth skin, on top of the laws of physics made her lose her grip and she crashed loudly and painfully on the cold arena floor.

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Natalia fell out of the ring. And in that moment, Rose Gold's eyes closed tightly and she grit her teeth hard enough that she thought they might crack. Ontop of the pressure Natalia was desperately applying to the heel hook, she now found the woman dangling from her limb. It was only for a moment... But in that moment, she thought her knee would finally blow out.

And then came relief.

Natalia crashed to the canvas with a sound of dismay and Rose Gold pulled her leg inside the ring, cradling it against her body! Her arms wrapped protectively about her knee and she rolled back and forth with quiet, private sobs. Hers weren't tears of regret or shame... But of wrath.

"FIGHT FOR-EVER" *Clap Clap ClapClapClap* The fans had begun to chant. Getting behind both women. Unacceptable. Disgraceful. Unforgiveable!

Snarling like a beast, she narrowed her amber eyes and clutched the ropes and began her ascent back to her feet. Hand over hand, she drug herself upwards. To her knees. Then to one knee. Then to her feet. Her knuckles grasped the ropes so tightly that they turned white.

She stepped down on her injured leg and immediately recoiled. It was tender. She stepped down again and forced herself to endure. To look powerful. These fickle spectators wouldn't see her limp.

She pointed over the rope to the struggling Natalia. And then looked to the audience. And gave them a cruel thumbs down. Her expression was projected on the big screen. Everyone could see the look of disdain on her face. Along with the malicious light in her golden amber eyes.

They wouldn't be fighting forever... Rose Gold intended to end the match and claim the rookie as her flesh slave with the next move!

[Kitten]

Natalia tried to end the match with the vicious heel hook but the crafty blonde managed to escape and in the end, Rose sent Dominique out of the ring. Natalia did her best to cling to Rose's leg but she lost her grip and ended up falling hard into the floor outside the ring. The fans where going completely nuts watching the fight. Natalia could clearly hear the ones that were close to her, encouraging her to get up and get back in the ring... but now Natalia was no longer sure if they were cheering for her to get back to fight because they wanted to see her win or because they wanted to see her suffer some more at the hands of the tiny titan.

The referee started the count out and Natalia slowly got up to her knees. She was hurting so bad and she knew that Rose was right there in the ring waiting for her. Natalia really didn't wanted to get in another exchange with Rose. She really began considering staying out of the ring and just let the count to run out and get disqualified. It sounded like the most sensible thing to do, considering how badly hurt she was... but Natalia's pride would simply not allow it.

Natalia looked up and stared into Rose's lovely cruel eyes without flinching. She grabbed the ropes and slowly climbed up to the ring apron, kneeling there. "Back off!" Natalia yelled at Rose, demanding that the champ moved back away from the ropes so that she could enter the ring. And then she ducked under the top rope, trying to get inside the ring as quickly as possible, but her injured legs were not cooperating.

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"Mmhmm. Just get in here." She growled as she took a step back to allow Kitten up onto the apron. She put her hands above her head as if to say 'look, no tricks.'

The ref continued to count, pressuring the rookie to return to the bout. Forcing her hand, even if she didn't believe for a second that Rose would allow her in without interference.

And she would be right.

Rose Gold lashed out the moment Natalia began to creep between the middle and top rope. Her right foot fired between her legs like a cannon. The toe of her boot striking against her sensitive and already brutalized crotch with surgical precision. She sought not only to take the air out of the beautiful young woman, but the rest of her fight too!

"Oops." She shrugged entirely unsympathetically before reaching out to catch the faltering Natalia!

If Natalia did indeed get hit, she would catch her arms and drag her partially into the ring. Her ankles were caught on the middle ropes, suspending her in the air without any control of her body. She'd tuck Natalia's head between her thighs. Her own crotch radiated heat against the back of her head, eager to hurt her. Aroused by the prospect. Then she'd hook the girls arms into a chicken-wing position.

The set-up was all too familiar. After all, this was the move she'd used to pin the former Champion. A rope hung pedigree. The Queenmaker.

"Beg me, Rookie! Beg me not to do this to you!" She grinned as she painfully jerked her arms.

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Rose took a step back and Dominique entered the ring. She was pretty sure the mean blonde was going to rush at her as soon as she did and she was proven right in an instant. As soon as Natalia doubled over to slip into the ring Rose charged. Natalia expecting this tried to to slam her shoulder into Rose's tummy, but the crafty champ viciously fired her foot right between Natalia's legs with perfect accuracy. Dominique let out a soft cry of agony, closing her eyes as her pretty face twisted with pain, her legs once again went weak and she began to fall forward... but much to her horror Rose was there to catch her.

Natalia squirmed weakly, trying to escape Rose's grasp but it was useless. She barely had any strength left and Rose moved almost automatically, executing a maneuver she had clearly practiced many times over. Natalia gasped when she felt her head being trapped between the smooth warm thighs of her enemy. Her arms pulled up into the chicken-wing position, while Rose dragged her a bit back making her ankles ended up hanging from the middle ropes.

Natalia stared at the cruel mats below her, knowing that was going to be her destiny. With her arms perfectly trapped behind her back, her pretty face and her perky tits where going to take the full impact of Rose's finisher. It was going to hurt so much... and there was no escape. Natalia squirmed weakly but it was clear that Rose had her completely under control. The memory of watching Rose win the title belt with this very move was still fresh in Natalia's mind. She felt doomed. Begging for the Champ not to do this to her was almost tempting, and Natalia would have probably considered it... if she wasn't 100% certain that Rose was just going to hit her with it after she begged any way.

"Drop dead, Rose..." was Natalia's only answer. If she was going to get destroyed with The Queenmaker, Natalia was at least going to go down with her pride intact.