Post by Knowlesey on Apr 12, 2024 16:14:59 GMT
The air was thick with anticipation as the sold-out crowd roared in approval. Their eyes were fixed on the two women who stood opposite each other, clad only in their lingerie and wrestling boots. Bella Thorne, her raven curls tumbling over her shoulders, sported a seductive black bra and matching thong. Next to her, Elizabeth Gillies radiated confidence in a red lace bra and thigh-highs. The lights dimmed, and the sound of heavy bass pulsed through the arena as the two actresses locked eyes for the first time.
Their muscles tensed, ready for the fight. With a nod of agreement, they charged forward, meeting in the center of the ring. The crowd erupted as the two women circled each other, sizing each other up. Bella feigned a move to the left, then quickly dodged to the right, causing Elizabeth to lose her balance momentarily. She regained her footing and lunged forward, throwing Bella against the ropes, and Bella bounced back towards Elizabeth, who was waiting with a clothesline that sent Bella flying through the air. The crowd gasped as she landed hard on the mat, her body writhing in pain.
Without hesitation, Elizabeth moved in for the kill, straddling Bella's chest and wrapping her arms around her neck in a tight submission hold. Bella struggled to break free, her face turning red from the effort and exertion, but with a determined thrust, Bella managed to wiggle free and roll out of harm's way. She quickly regained her footing and lunged at Elizabeth, taking her down to the mat with a well-executed takedown, then she grabbed Elizabeth's hair, yanking her head back sharply, and delivered a stinging slap across her exposed rear. The crowd erupted in cheers and jeers as the two actresses grappled, with Elizabeth, holding Bella's wrists behind her back, trying to maneuver into a pinning position.
With a sudden burst of energy, Bella managed to break free, throwing Elizabeth off of her and landing on her feet. She quickly regained her balance and circled around Elizabeth, who was now on all fours. Bella crouched down, planting her hands on the mat on either side of Elizabeth's head, and sneered, "You're not going to get away that easy." Before Elizabeth could respond, Bella thrust her hips forward, using her momentum to lift Elizabeth into the air and slam her back down onto the mat with a resounding thud. The crowd gasped as Elizabeth let out a pained groan, but she couldn't avoid the follow-up move that Bella was aiming for. With a swift motion, Bella hooked her arms around Elizabeth's legs and rolled her over, pinning her shoulders to the mat.
"I've got you now!" Bella exclaimed, her breath hot against Elizabeth's ear. She leaned in closer, her chest heaving from the exertion, her eyes boring into Elizabeth's. "You're not going to beat me, not tonight!" As Bella began to stretch Elizabeth's arm further and further, the crowd roared their approval, the sound of their cheers filling the arena. But Elizabeth wasn't about to give up without a fight. With a sudden surge of strength, she managed to push herself up onto one elbow, breaking Bella's hold on her arm. The two women glared at each other for a moment, both panting heavily, before Elizabeth lunged forward and hooked her arm around Bella's leg, trying to take her down to the mat, only for Bella to wrap her long legs around Elizabeth's neck, trapping her in a painful submission hold.
The crowd's cheers turned to gasps as they watched the two actresses struggle for control. Bella's muscles strained as she held on tight, her body tense with effort, while Elizabeth's face turned red from the lack of air. It seemed like an eternal stalemate, but then, unexpectedly, Elizabeth managed to free one hand and reached behind her, desperately searching for something to use as a weapon. Her hand closed around the end of her long braid and she yanked it hard, using the force to wrench herself free from Bella's grip. With a triumphant cry, she rolled onto her back and swept her legs upward, sending Bella flying through the air and landing with a loud thud on the mat.
Breathless, Elizabeth crawled to the ropes, clutching at her throat where Bella's legs had been mere seconds ago. She looked up at the crowd, her chest heaving, and raised her fists in the air in celebration. But she knew better than to celebrate too soon. Bella was already back on her feet, glaring at her with a mixture of anger and determination, and she grabbed Elizabeth under her armpits, lifting her off the mat with ease.
As Bella held Elizabeth in the air, the crowd's murmurs turned to a low growl, anticipating the impact of her body hitting the mat. But instead, Bella spun around, twirling Elizabeth like a ballerina before flinging her across the ring with all her might. Elizabeth soared through the air, her body arching gracefully as she sailed through the space between them, before landing flat on her back with a loud thud.
The air whooshed out of her lungs, making it difficult to breathe, but she managed to roll onto her side and prop herself up on her elbow. Bella was already racing toward her, her feet flying across the mat with a speed that defied gravity. In an instant, she was on Elizabeth, kicking her ribs hard, then grabbing her ankles, lifting her into the air, and slamming her back down onto the mat. The impact knocked the wind out of her again, and she lay there for a moment, struggling to catch her breath.
"I've got you now!" Bella crowed, her muscles bulging as she hoisted Elizabeth up by her hair. "You're not getting out of this!" She pulled back her arm, and as the audience held their breath, she brought her fist crashing down, aiming for Elizabeth's exposed midsection, doubling her over, the wind knocked out of her. As Elizabeth dropped to her knees, Bella grabbed her arms, and pulled them behind her, forcing them up and back in a painful wristlock. "Time for the finish!" she hissed, her face mere inches from Elizabeth's, and she reached around, grabbing Elizabeth between her legs with one hand, and her chest with the other, lifting her up, her body arched backwards, her toes just barely touching the mat.
The crowd roared their approval, their cheers drowning out the sounds of the arena. As Bella held Elizabeth there, the pressure on her chest and wrists growing more intense by the second, Elizabeth's face turned red with the effort of not screaming out in pain. Bella's grip seemed unbreakable, her muscles like steel. But just as Elizabeth thought she couldn't take it anymore, Bella dropped her down, Elizabeth thudding right across Bella's outstretched knee with a beautiful backbreaker, then she held Elizabeth there, arching her back painfully, pressing down on her hip and shoulder, grinding her body into the mat.
The crowd went wild as Elizabeth struggled to break free, her face contorted in agony. But Bella was relentless, and she maintained the hold, ignoring Elizabeth's desperate pleas for mercy. With a final, powerful thrust, she forced Elizabeth's shoulder up and back, and the crowd gasped as they saw the move, the "Sweet Revenge" she had been practicing for weeks. Elizabeth let out a pained cry as her body was forced into a painful submission, her arm stretched out behind her like a broken branch, and Elizabeth squealed, "OK! I give up!" But Bella cruelly pretended not to hear, and stretched Elizabeth out some more, savoring the moment, as she pleaded, "Please, Bella, stop! I give!"
Finally, Bella released her, and Elizabeth collapsed onto the mat, her body trembling from the exertion and the pain. Bella stepped back, a satisfied smile spreading across her face, as the referee hurried over to check on Elizabeth. The crowd erupted into cheers, their hands stomping the air in unison, as they showered Bella with praise and adulation. Bella bowed gracefully, taking in the applause, before giving Elizabeth a good kick in her ribs, just to add insult to injury.
As the medics helped Elizabeth to her feet, Bella strutted around the ring, basking in the adulation of the crowd. She had done it. She had beaten Elizabeth, and she wanted to make her pay, and humiliate her even further, so she put Elizabeth on her knees, pulled down her trunks, and spanked her hard, over and over again, until the crowd was roaring with laughter. Then she pulled off her own trunks, revealing her bare bottom, and turned around, presenting it to the Elizabeth. "What do you think?" she taunted. "Should she kiss it?"
The crowd roared even louder, and Elizabeth, her face burning with shame, could only nod, her eyes filling with tears. Bella smirked, then bent over, presenting her bare bottom to Elizabeth, who hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward, kissing it gently. The crowd went wild, and Bella laughed, pushing Elizabeth away, before turning and climbing out of the ring.
Their muscles tensed, ready for the fight. With a nod of agreement, they charged forward, meeting in the center of the ring. The crowd erupted as the two women circled each other, sizing each other up. Bella feigned a move to the left, then quickly dodged to the right, causing Elizabeth to lose her balance momentarily. She regained her footing and lunged forward, throwing Bella against the ropes, and Bella bounced back towards Elizabeth, who was waiting with a clothesline that sent Bella flying through the air. The crowd gasped as she landed hard on the mat, her body writhing in pain.
Without hesitation, Elizabeth moved in for the kill, straddling Bella's chest and wrapping her arms around her neck in a tight submission hold. Bella struggled to break free, her face turning red from the effort and exertion, but with a determined thrust, Bella managed to wiggle free and roll out of harm's way. She quickly regained her footing and lunged at Elizabeth, taking her down to the mat with a well-executed takedown, then she grabbed Elizabeth's hair, yanking her head back sharply, and delivered a stinging slap across her exposed rear. The crowd erupted in cheers and jeers as the two actresses grappled, with Elizabeth, holding Bella's wrists behind her back, trying to maneuver into a pinning position.
With a sudden burst of energy, Bella managed to break free, throwing Elizabeth off of her and landing on her feet. She quickly regained her balance and circled around Elizabeth, who was now on all fours. Bella crouched down, planting her hands on the mat on either side of Elizabeth's head, and sneered, "You're not going to get away that easy." Before Elizabeth could respond, Bella thrust her hips forward, using her momentum to lift Elizabeth into the air and slam her back down onto the mat with a resounding thud. The crowd gasped as Elizabeth let out a pained groan, but she couldn't avoid the follow-up move that Bella was aiming for. With a swift motion, Bella hooked her arms around Elizabeth's legs and rolled her over, pinning her shoulders to the mat.
"I've got you now!" Bella exclaimed, her breath hot against Elizabeth's ear. She leaned in closer, her chest heaving from the exertion, her eyes boring into Elizabeth's. "You're not going to beat me, not tonight!" As Bella began to stretch Elizabeth's arm further and further, the crowd roared their approval, the sound of their cheers filling the arena. But Elizabeth wasn't about to give up without a fight. With a sudden surge of strength, she managed to push herself up onto one elbow, breaking Bella's hold on her arm. The two women glared at each other for a moment, both panting heavily, before Elizabeth lunged forward and hooked her arm around Bella's leg, trying to take her down to the mat, only for Bella to wrap her long legs around Elizabeth's neck, trapping her in a painful submission hold.
The crowd's cheers turned to gasps as they watched the two actresses struggle for control. Bella's muscles strained as she held on tight, her body tense with effort, while Elizabeth's face turned red from the lack of air. It seemed like an eternal stalemate, but then, unexpectedly, Elizabeth managed to free one hand and reached behind her, desperately searching for something to use as a weapon. Her hand closed around the end of her long braid and she yanked it hard, using the force to wrench herself free from Bella's grip. With a triumphant cry, she rolled onto her back and swept her legs upward, sending Bella flying through the air and landing with a loud thud on the mat.
Breathless, Elizabeth crawled to the ropes, clutching at her throat where Bella's legs had been mere seconds ago. She looked up at the crowd, her chest heaving, and raised her fists in the air in celebration. But she knew better than to celebrate too soon. Bella was already back on her feet, glaring at her with a mixture of anger and determination, and she grabbed Elizabeth under her armpits, lifting her off the mat with ease.
As Bella held Elizabeth in the air, the crowd's murmurs turned to a low growl, anticipating the impact of her body hitting the mat. But instead, Bella spun around, twirling Elizabeth like a ballerina before flinging her across the ring with all her might. Elizabeth soared through the air, her body arching gracefully as she sailed through the space between them, before landing flat on her back with a loud thud.
The air whooshed out of her lungs, making it difficult to breathe, but she managed to roll onto her side and prop herself up on her elbow. Bella was already racing toward her, her feet flying across the mat with a speed that defied gravity. In an instant, she was on Elizabeth, kicking her ribs hard, then grabbing her ankles, lifting her into the air, and slamming her back down onto the mat. The impact knocked the wind out of her again, and she lay there for a moment, struggling to catch her breath.
"I've got you now!" Bella crowed, her muscles bulging as she hoisted Elizabeth up by her hair. "You're not getting out of this!" She pulled back her arm, and as the audience held their breath, she brought her fist crashing down, aiming for Elizabeth's exposed midsection, doubling her over, the wind knocked out of her. As Elizabeth dropped to her knees, Bella grabbed her arms, and pulled them behind her, forcing them up and back in a painful wristlock. "Time for the finish!" she hissed, her face mere inches from Elizabeth's, and she reached around, grabbing Elizabeth between her legs with one hand, and her chest with the other, lifting her up, her body arched backwards, her toes just barely touching the mat.
The crowd roared their approval, their cheers drowning out the sounds of the arena. As Bella held Elizabeth there, the pressure on her chest and wrists growing more intense by the second, Elizabeth's face turned red with the effort of not screaming out in pain. Bella's grip seemed unbreakable, her muscles like steel. But just as Elizabeth thought she couldn't take it anymore, Bella dropped her down, Elizabeth thudding right across Bella's outstretched knee with a beautiful backbreaker, then she held Elizabeth there, arching her back painfully, pressing down on her hip and shoulder, grinding her body into the mat.
The crowd went wild as Elizabeth struggled to break free, her face contorted in agony. But Bella was relentless, and she maintained the hold, ignoring Elizabeth's desperate pleas for mercy. With a final, powerful thrust, she forced Elizabeth's shoulder up and back, and the crowd gasped as they saw the move, the "Sweet Revenge" she had been practicing for weeks. Elizabeth let out a pained cry as her body was forced into a painful submission, her arm stretched out behind her like a broken branch, and Elizabeth squealed, "OK! I give up!" But Bella cruelly pretended not to hear, and stretched Elizabeth out some more, savoring the moment, as she pleaded, "Please, Bella, stop! I give!"
Finally, Bella released her, and Elizabeth collapsed onto the mat, her body trembling from the exertion and the pain. Bella stepped back, a satisfied smile spreading across her face, as the referee hurried over to check on Elizabeth. The crowd erupted into cheers, their hands stomping the air in unison, as they showered Bella with praise and adulation. Bella bowed gracefully, taking in the applause, before giving Elizabeth a good kick in her ribs, just to add insult to injury.
As the medics helped Elizabeth to her feet, Bella strutted around the ring, basking in the adulation of the crowd. She had done it. She had beaten Elizabeth, and she wanted to make her pay, and humiliate her even further, so she put Elizabeth on her knees, pulled down her trunks, and spanked her hard, over and over again, until the crowd was roaring with laughter. Then she pulled off her own trunks, revealing her bare bottom, and turned around, presenting it to the Elizabeth. "What do you think?" she taunted. "Should she kiss it?"
The crowd roared even louder, and Elizabeth, her face burning with shame, could only nod, her eyes filling with tears. Bella smirked, then bent over, presenting her bare bottom to Elizabeth, who hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward, kissing it gently. The crowd went wild, and Bella laughed, pushing Elizabeth away, before turning and climbing out of the ring.