Midriff Kombat: Kyoko Akan v Soledad Vega

[Luncha_Libre]

“Less of a bitch?” Sola smirked, “I’m just telling you to have some fun, princesa! Take advantage of those good looks while you still got ‘em!” Sola’s advice, she realized, might have fallen on deaf ears. Perhaps, she thought, her words would have carried more weight given to a woman she hadn’t just spiked into the canvas with a DDT!

Sola looked into Kyoko’s eyes, and saw nothing. The Puerto Rican street fighter wasn’t faring the best, herself, having put everything she had into keeping up with the former belly champion. Everything she had, and maybe a little extra. Sola took a couple of deep breaths, wincing as her aching abs punished her for it. She was definitely going to need to ice and massage those, after this was over.

Still, Soledad knew she couldn’t waste this opening. With a grunt, Sola pushed herself up, and mounted Kyoko’s downed body. She reached down and took Kyoko’s arm, while she wrapped her thighs around the downed woman’s waist. Sola would bite her lip, knowing that with her core aching, this was going to hurt a bit. But it would hurt Kyoko a lot more!

“Rrrraahhh!” Sola let out a primal cry, cranking on Kyoko’s arm at an unnatural angle! Sola looked like she was riding Kyoko, twisting the arm while pinning Kyoko’s body to the mat, leaving her nowhere to go as she twisted and cranked the arm, threatening to pop it out of place. Sola winced as she tucked Kyoko’s arm against her body, grinding her toned midsection against the limb, working her hard in hopes of finally hearing a submission!

[Fairy Dragon]

The move had done a number on her mostly at the surprise of it but that didnt matter in the long run. She felt Sola suddenly seated on her and she already expected to hear some more nonsense from this women. What she got instead was her suddenly pulling on her arm and yanking it as far back and in such an unnatural position as she possibly could while screaming out either in pain or determination. Either way Kyoko knew what reason she started screaming out.

"AAaaaggggghhh!" Kyoko's arm being bent at such a terrible angle was agonizing and the Belly Queen was already shaking her head to tell the ref she didnt give up because she could tell that she had to look like it was absolutely killing her. Her free hand was moving all over the place trying to find a way to free herself but with her legs being pinned under Soledad and trying to crawl was difficult with one hand and a hurting stomach Koko would try and swing for something, anything that would get her free. Having dragged them to the center of the ring a ropebreak seemed impossible now.

[Luncha_Libre]

Sola didn’t say a word, wanting to let her body and her cruel movements make a statement for her. The Puerto Rican street fighter threw her hair over her shoulder, flashing a wide and sadistic grin to the fans. She cranked on the arm without mercy, yanking the limp to the limits of Kyoko’s tendons while she settled her thick thighs and ass down on top of her prey. Sola’s curvaceous body bounced as she rode her victim, letting herself settle into El Cimmarron with zeal, her hips grinding and humping against Kyoko’s body as the woman’s screams filled the arena.

In reality, however, Soledad’s body was aching. Her core was screaming at her, the bruises on her toned abs starting to become visible as her taut skin pulled over toned, yet aching muscle. Kyoko had punished Soledad thoroughly tonight, and despite the young street fighter’s attitude, she was barely hanging in there.

Throwing her hair one more time, the crowd could see the wild look in Soledad’s eyes. The fiery young woman wasn’t letting up on the hold, settling her weight backward. Her plump ass pressed against Kyoko’s back her thighs tightened around her shoulder as her arm was nestled between Sola’s breasts. Soledad put on a bit more of a show, displaying her enthusiasm by running her tongue along Kyoko’s wrist, up her hand, showing her wildest side as she tried to ride the woman to submission!

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko didnt know what to do. She felt her arm being twisted in every way possible and didnt know If she could get out of this, not helping matters was the fact that nothing seemed to be working and Sola was humping all over her from up top like a madwomen. She wasnt sure where this fire came from especially after all of the work she did on those abs but it was bent her arm all the way it would go and she would suddenly being subjected to worst and worst pain. Kyoko couldnt let this go on her hand tried to grab onto Sola's chest and pull on it to free herself but Sola's shaking made getting a grip on it hard and she made things odder by the way she actually pulled away to lick her hand.

"Fuuuuaaagggh!" Kyoko called out with her other hand reached out like she was going to submit but it didnt happen yet. Kyoko didnt just submit out of the blue which made her submission fall in the match with Da Xia such a shock but now it seemed that it couldnt be helped, one last good twist of her hand and eventually the Belly Queen was tapping hard on the mat trying to get out of this hold as the bell rang. Another dominate start for Kyoko that ended up falling apart in the second half of the match.

[Luncha_Libre]

Sola rode her opponent like a fiend, trying to put all of herself into dominating her opponent. Her body was aching and she was feeling dizzy as her body stroked across Kyoko, but the young street fighter didn’t let up. All Sola knew for sure was that she was in a position to win this thing, if she could keep going, and grind Kyoko down a bit more …

Sola felt Kyoko paw at her chest and twisted her arm at the wrist in response. Sola could feel the beads of sweat running down her body as she rode her foe, and the feeling of dominating such a powerful figure as Kyoko only spurred her on. Kyoko wasn’t giving up easily, but Soledad wasn’t about to let up on her. The young street fighter kept grinding her body against Kyoko, moaning lightly as she rode Kyoko, just waiting for that climactic moment.

Finally, looking down, Soledad saw Kyoko’s hand slapping the canvas hard. That was it, the final show of submission. The referee was waving for the timekeeper, and Sola felt like she had to give up. She rolled backward off of Kyoko after the woman surrendered, rolling onto her back then turning onto her hands and feet.

“Yes!” Sola cried out, after the hard-fought victory. Her music hit the loudspeakers, and Sola jumped up to her feet. The young Latina threw her arms into the air, drawing her body long and lean above her defeated opponent. The ref raised Sola’s arm into the air. The young woman took a deep breath, reveling in the win. Her bruised abs tensed and heaved beneath her, her ample breasts quivering as she took recovering breaths. Sola laughed breathlessly. She had won … and it was one of the hardest-fought victories of her entire life!

[Fairy Dragon]

The hold was being pushed too far and eventually the submission hold proved too much by Kyoko and once Sola let go the Belly Queen rolled to the side and protected her arm holding her bad hand to her chest as she wrapped around it. She couldnt believe this happened again. She had thoroughly handed Sola her ass in this match and yet the Latina bitch resorted to every cheap trick in the book to come back. But was more insulting was that Kyoko ended up letting it happen.

She had always been able to deal with dirty tactics like that and make the bitches responsible pay. So why was this different? What was she doing wrong. "Fucking...dirty rotten..." Kyoko muttered her arms staying close to her as she watched the crowd celebrate Soledad's win while the Latina herself let the joy of victory empower her.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Fuck yes!” Sola shouted, as she let the cheers of the crowds wash over her. The young Latina street fighter had faced stiff competition in the past, but Kyoko was something remarkable in her own right. After everything both women had been through, Sola knew she had just barely gotten that submission out of her opponent. Which didn’t change the fact that she had gotten it.

Sola leaned back to cut an impressive profile for the fans, her brown body glistening with sweat that glowed in the lights of the arena. Sola laughed breathlessly, her aching and bruised abs flexing with every pant. The ref held up her hand as the loudspeaker declared her the winner.

“That’s right,” Sola panted, as she paced around the center of the ring. “Damned right …” The Latina raised a fist to the crowd, encouraging the cheers and egging on the fans who were boo’ing for the defeat of Kyoko. Sola ran a hand tentatively down her abs, her belly flinching every time she hit a muscle that Kyoko had left particularly tender. Still, Sola grinned. Each bruise reminded Sola of how hard-fought this win was, and cemented the bragging rights in her mind.

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko wanted to hit everything right now. She had felt so in control and like she was getting back on track after her title mishap that this felt like such s major step back for her. Especially since all the damage she did to Soledad’s belly she still ended enduring it all. It made Kyoko feel like she was losing her touch. Slowly she tried to sit up watching Sola bask in her victory and shaking her head in annoyance.

“I can’t believe this...” Kyoko muttered leaning against the ropes while her arm stayed against her side looking at the Latina still debating whether or not to speak to her before her mouth opened up. “This make you feel accomplished? Does it..diminish the beating you took before?” Kyoko huffed at her direction.

[Luncha_Libre]

Sola hung out in the ring a little longer than she normally would have. The Latina street fighter was pulling her body as long and lean as her aching muscles would allow her, cutting an impressive figure as she basked in the fans’ cheering. The cheers, and the jeers of those who had been watching the match in hopes of seeing Kyoko beat this bitch. Either way, Sola grinned ear to ear. She shook her hair out, showing off her victorious figure and letting the thrill of the win try to wash away the pain. At least, until she heard Kyoko behind, her, trying to drag her down. Then, Sola turned to face her foe.

“Accomplished?” Sola said, eyes narrowing. “Bitch, you’re acting like you’re the first chick to ever kick my ass! You think you’re the first badass bitch to put me through hell?” Sola turned to face her beaten opponent, planting her fists on her hips and throwing her hair over her shoulder. “Chica, I been getting my ass whooped since I was thirteen! Right now, I hurt like hell! You might try to run me down now, but you know what that don’t change? The fact that I beat you, right here, in this ring! And that after this, I’m the chick that won.

“Let me ask you something, tho. How you feeling, tonight? You tapped out. You lose, perra. That ‘diminish’ any of the shit you accomplished before you met me? Somehow make you less of a champ? Me, I’m gonna get some massage oil, find some lucky guy or gal to put it on, and work this out,” Sola said, rubbing her hands slowly across every inch of her aching abs, belly quivering at the touch. “And tomorrow, I’m still gonna be the girl that won. What plans you got for tonight?”

[Fairy Dragon]

"Not like the way I was doing it, unless you cry in every fight you get in. And the chick that won, your the chick..that had to low blow me twice to get an edge...this aint a street fight...And growing up there dont make the cheap tricks you pull any more excusable..." Kyoko growled before coughing again her hand was still laying agaisnt her and she hated how badly it hurt. But worse she hated how casual Sola was being now. Like what she did didnt matter, and Kyoko had done a lot to work her through this match. She wasnt about to let Soledad talk to her like that, she was the one who should have her hand raised.

"Diminish? Ive been..fighting since I was a teenager...And not just between the ropes...you think a tap out is going to change anything? You think this is going to be what Im remembered for?" She scoffed stepping closer to Sola so that they were face to face, panting and shaking from exhaustion Kyoko gave a brief look at the mess that was Soledad's belly, Kyoko's mark on her foe that didn't end the match like it should. "As for my plans...Im gonna keep being the girl people step in this ring to see...Im gonna keep pushing past every little bitch who cant take me head on they need to take shortcuts. And when Im on top of the world again..you'll still be the girl who didnt go anywhere...because she cant stand on her own..Take that with your win.." Kyoko said poking Sola's abs.