Kagura Rine vs Angelina Tarrant - Locking Horns

[Monsy]

Well, THAT was no fun. Kinda was. When the fucking girl piledrives her kneecaps into her itty bitty belly, it was bound to set off a circus. A short-lived one. But a big POOF and BLEGH. First came the bite, then came just dealing with the numbness. Like running up a fat bill, eating all the food and now you’re too fat to do the dash part you planned. She just lays there, fattened up by pain and feeling her gut all twisty and turn-y. It was one for the boys who loved that board game Operation to fix. At least there’s respite. Right? Hahahaha….

Something straight out of a chiropractor’s office where her spine is forcefully bending in odd directions like ninjitsu. She curls with the force. Her boots are easy to grip. Hell, being tiny is all that’s required. But then there are laces, the crease between her leg and hem. Can grab it anywhere, really. They bent nonetheless. Once it got to pulling her chin, Angelina’s hands instinctively turned from her gut to those hands. “Ay, if ya gon’ fishhook me, please don’t pull too HAAAAA---HEY-OW--!!” Kagura has one hell of a yank. Didn’t surprise her. Those arms just made her want to put her throat on the bicep and ask for a small squeeze. Sure, maybe she’d do it. But -- she’d probably knock her out too.

This got one helluva opening scream, however. Her mouth is all bent out of whack, one eye is furrowed and the other wide. She turns to gnashing teeth. She didn’t know whether to scream for her back which was the world’s most dysfunctional glowstick or her itty bitty tummy that was getting stretched into a meerkat. Her skin pulled so tight that you can count her ribs. Her arms flailed everywhere. And she eventually ran out of screaming and just squealed whenever the pressure grew by 0.01%. Her lungs were sore.

[Ghost]

Proper punishment time! Kagura had her hands on Angelina and she wasn't planning to let go until the law would require her to! For now though, it was time to make a song of Angelina's voice, not a cheery one but still just as rewarding if any screams or whimpers would come to Angelina in the process. A song of pain and torment! With a wicked grin, Kagura went to work on turning Angelina into a literal bow, once that was being strained with a sharp tug and pull of the string.

She would practically claw and pull only her captive, at the same time pushing her knees up and digging into that spine without relent. If this was going to be a test of endurance and power usage for Kagura, then she would happily excel at thanks to her tremendous amount of strength, though it would mean that Angelina would have to behave, which was something she was doing for the time being!

" You okay up there? Feel free to give in if it's too much! I'll be nice to release you immediately if you do! " She teased, giving a long lasting crank for good measure, almost as a warning sign to let Angelina know that Kagura could do much worse, and for a longer period of time if need to be!

[Monsy]

Maybe if we call her Mommy, she’ll get weirded out and let go? Sounded good in her head. Anything did. You know that feeling when you’re squeezing a balloon so hard, you close your eyes and wait for the POP? That’s her chest. Ok, not really. She didn’t own a pair of backbreakers but this hold still suuuuuuuuuuucked. On both sides of her. Had her belly stretched to the max. Her ribs felt compressed. Her shirt stuck to her like wet glue. She was all tight in the face, gone full-tomatoed. Her arms didn’t squirm so much, having spent that option.

“Yaah know, I won’t be much of a prize if ya-- nngh!!” Last crank got her ribs poking against the skin. She looked closer and closer to a human C. Got her toes all curled up. Not the good way. It started making her sick. She exhaled out her nose, huff and guff, and a lotta puffs. “-- break my spine! I’ll be wheelchair bound! That what ya want?!”

No way she’s moving much here. Body all bent out of whack. No room to extend. It always came down to the simple and nasty tricks, huh? One came to mind. One where she reached over, pawing on Kagura’s abs, then breasts. She got over one, then fanned around with her fingertips to find the nipple. There she’d grab, pinch between her thumb and index, then twist for all she’s got.

[Ghost]

To work her opponent over like this was almost heaven for Kagura. She wanted to inflict a great deal of pain to Angelina, nothing that would last permanently or even the entire week, just enough for today where she would be reminded of Kagura's powerful and painful antics in the ring. Every crank, every pull was not without a soft jiggle of her own chest, with her body tensing and wiggling just to keep a steady hold on Angelina, it almost felt too casual with how she would respond to Angelina.

" Actually true! I don't want you to be broken, I know my limit! But I'm definitely experimenting to find that line of yours.. " She teased almost darkly, another good crank following before she eased the hold enough so that Angelina would only experience minor pain. " Definitely enough to leave some bruises for a few days though, I'm sure you can handle that! " She snickered, though she could feel that hand moving along her abs, going further up to her chest and making it's journey known until it found the nipple. Kagura was unsure what the girl was planning until she went for the twist, causing Kagura to release a sharp cry and instantly releasing Angelina in the process, trying to launch her off by shoving her knees up and forward!

[Monsy]

Shame she couldn’t see that shake. The lights were all she had. Kind of a two out of ten view than anything once the marvel wore off. Hurts your eyes. Looking anywhere else wasn’t too much better. You got bitches and more bitches taking photos and staring at you, probably hot and bothered. And then you got this sadistic devil general staring at you from the other side. No way she was giving them any looks.

Line of yours? Good question! She would say if she wasn’t choking on her breath after that last crank. Girl does NOT know her own strength. One line was crossed though. The, 'i’m going to twist your nipple off’ line. Helps with bigger girls. But it got her tossed across the ring, rolling three times until she got her arm hooked on the bottom rope. She used that to pull herself up, slowly, hand on her back, stretching and her face looked somewhere between crying and having an orgasm. POP -- she groaned. “Holy FUCK. That’s betta.” But the muscles all spasmed at once and she tensed up.

“NOPE… No it’s not. No it’s fuckin’ not...” Deep breath… “Okay…”

She kept one hand on her back as she walked towards the corner, pointing a shoulder at Kagura.

“Hey, ya sadistic FREAK!” She popped a lopsided smile, pulled up her checker skirt so the red panties showed, then spanked her bare ass cheek. “Come get me!”

[Ghost]

Launching her opponent away allowed Kagura time to roll further away, creating the distance between those two once more and would push herself back up onto one knee. She brought one hand to her breast, specifically the one that had received the nipple twisted. She grumbled, kneading it a few times before she would further rise up onto her feet, looking over at the girl who was starting to gather herself back up as well. Despite Kagura's constant bending ways, Angelina had excellent endurance to keep going.

It mattered little for Kagura though, she had plenty of strength left in her, she just needed a short breather and allowed Angelina to do the same in the process. The girl however decided to taunt Kagura into action, something she had done earlier but this time, Kagura aimed to use that against the girl. " What? You want me to spank it? Perhaps leave some teeth mark on it as well? " She snickered and would lean back against the ropes, keeping her distance for the time being, taking those moments to recover her power and to cool down!

[Monsy]

You know what they say. The back ain’t over until you're paralyzed.
Still, the stretch pinches right in her rhomboids and latissimus. It’s all pulled tight like a fresh elastic. She needed to roll her shoulder and rotate back and forth to get it shimmied loose after the self-spank, moaning with each back pop. Sooooo goooood. “I’d like that, actually. After ya done giving me the absolute beeeest massage, I’ll queen ya for the cameras. Bite it all ya want then. Hell, I might just do it when I knock ya down next.”

Seems like they were back to even ground. What a better time to bust out something fancy to kick them back off. She probably still has the spine to lunge forward, cartwheel once, dash twice and leap off one foot, going into a counter-clockwise spin, arms tucked across her chest. Her body became parallel with the mat, and her legs swung out like a windmill -- arching straight up. The first leg came down more of an anchor for the second -- which came right over and swung for Kagura’s face! Shuriken cork. What better kick off?

Spoiler

[Ghost]

Kagura brought her hands together and began to crack it's knuckles. It was clear that the red head was ready to play and she already had something in mind on how to subdue Angelina. Going for holds was out of the question right now and the girl seemed keen on attacking Kagura without using holds as well, so this was going to become very interesting. She pushed herself from the ropes and go away from them, setting herself up to get ready and charge the girl.

Angelina had the same idea but acted quicker though! She already came rushing to Kagura with a jump that had Kagura wondering what the hell the girl was going for, she was defenseless by the time she realized it! That leg came down right across her face, sending the red head flying back down to the mat, a bit of a bouncing recoil followed before she laid flat on her back, groaning and barely able to gather her wits!

[Monsy]

They fuckin’ ate it. Ooohhh. She felt it on her foot. CLEAN as a fuckin’ whistle. Angelina landed on her other foot, having this exaggerated spin as a finish once she met the canvas. She put all her fingers together, put it to her lips and chef kissed out to the crowd. The crowd replied with an applause, though Angelina was still focused on her downed little devil.

She came over to Kagura, standing over her face with a foot on either side. “Pucker up, dork.” She said, getting down onto her knees and burying Kagura’s face underneath her skirt, giving a full smothering of red panties and fishnet-covered ass. She even reached back, grabbed a leg and pulled it up underneath her armpit, striking this pose with her tongue out, smug, flipping off the crowd as the referee came over to count the pin!

“ONE!”

[Ghost]

Kagura was pretty much seeing stars at this point. It was difficult to get a proper vision of her surroundings, with the ceiling lights being blurry. Fortunately Angelina returned to ruin her day further when she stood over Kagura's face. Kagura could only groan in response before Angelina took a seat right upon Kagura's warm face, denying her air and vision. With the red head buried under butt, she was oblivious to Angelina's next attack, which was to grab Kagura's leg and pulling it up.

While Angelina was in her element, Kagura was still trying to clear her head, yet a hand quickly smacked down upon the mat, making it sound like a loud bang. Kagura's body tensed up and bucked upwards, but her head was still a mess after that impressive attack. She could have sword her head was kicked off her body for those few seconds, yet now it mattered little. Kagura could only release a few muffled moans of protest into Angelina's butt.*

"TWO!"