Post by Knowlesey on Apr 22, 2024 13:04:34 GMT
As the lights dimmed and the arena erupted with cheers, two women emerged from opposite ends of the runway. One was English actress Caroline Munro, known for her roles in "The Spy Who Loved Me" and "Ator, the Fighting Eagle." The other was Austrian actress Sybil Danning, who had captivated audiences with her performances in "Bloodrayne" and "Hercules." They both wore tight, sparkling bodysuits that revealed every muscle and curve, and their faces were painted with war paint. The tension was intense as they faced off in the center of the ring.
The referee called for them to touch fists, and as they did, Caroline's eyes narrowed and Sybil's lips curled into a sneer. The crowd roared its approval as they circled each other, sizing up their opponent. Suddenly, Caroline lunged forward, trying to grab Sybil by the leg. Sybil deftly dodged and countered with a roundhouse kick to Caroline's side. The impact sent Caroline reeling across the ring, and the crowd gasped in anticipation of her comeback.
Caroline rolled to her feet, wincing from the pain, but Sybil quickly grabbed her by the hair and pulled her upright, Caroline's arms flailing, unable to defend herself. The crowd roared with excitement as Sybil taunted her, flexing her biceps and leaning in close to whisper menacingly in Caroline's ear. With a mighty thrust, Sybil threw Caroline to the mat, her body landing with a thud that echoed through the arena, and she dropped on top of her, pinning Caroline's shoulders to the mat. The referee quickly slid in and began to count, but Caroline raised her left shoulder, narrowly avoiding the count of three. The crowd erupted in cheers as Caroline struggled to break free, but Sybil dragged her upright again, delivering a stiff forearm to her chest and pushing her back into the ropes.
As Caroline fought to catch her breath, Sybil rammed her against the turnbuckle, delivering a series of stinging forearm strikes to her chest and abdomen. The crowd roared with each blow, their cries of encouragement fueling Sybil's fury, then Sybil sent Caroline reeling across the ring, tossing her to the opposite turnbuckle, her back arching in pain as she crashed into it, and she dropped to her knees, her chest heaving as she struggled for air. The referee hovered nearby, ready to call the match if Caroline didn't manage to get back on her feet soon.
Caroline winced and struggled to rise, her muscles burning with exhaustion and pain. Just as she managed to get one knee up, Sybil lunged forward, and lifted her, hoisting the Brit over her shoulders, into a torturous-looking back-body-drop position. The crowd gasped as Caroline dangled in mid-air, her arms and legs flailing helplessly. Sybil arched her back, and with a mighty heave, sent Caroline crashing to the mat with a thunderous impact. The air whooshed out of Caroline's lungs, and she struggled to breathe, the taste of blood in her mouth.
The referee began the count, but Caroline was determined not to give up yet. With every ounce of strength she had left, she forced herself to her hands and knees, Sybil smartly delivering an axehandle blow to her back as punishment for the small act of defiance. The crowd gasped in pain, but Caroline refused to let it slow her down. She crawled toward the ropes, Sybil close behind, delivering more punishing blows, then dragging Caroline towards her by her ankles, pulling her back into the center of the ring.
Caroline's body was a mass of bruises and aches, every muscle screaming in agony, but she kept pushing forward, refusing to give up. As Sybil paused for a moment to gloat, Caroline lunged forward, managing to grab her ankle, pulling her off balance. Sybil stumbled, and Caroline took advantage, rolling her over and hooking her leg, trying to reverse the momentum. The referee counted slowly, but Sybil managed to kick out, sending Caroline rolling away and vulnerable, her back exposed.
With a cruel laugh, Sybil climbed to her feet and stood over Caroline, one leg raised, balanced on the top rope. The crowd grew quiet as they waited for her to make her move. Caroline struggled to rise, but Sybil easily swatted her away each time. Then, with a graceful leap, Sybil launched herself from the top rope, soaring through the air, aiming for a flying double axe handle to finish Caroline off, her fists connecting with a resounding smack against Caroline's chest.
Caroline grunted in pain as she fell, her back hitting the mat hard. She winced and struggled to rise, her muscles burning with the effort. Sybil strutted over to her, taunting her with a cruel smile. "You're not getting up from that, you little worm!" she sneered, pulled Caroline up again, and Irish whipped her to the ropes, catching and lifting her as she bounced back, then driving her spine-first into the turnbuckle. The crowd gasped in unison as they watched Caroline's body slump to the mat, her chest heaving from the effort to breathe, tears running down her cheeks, her fists clenched in agony.
Surely now Sybil would finish Caroline, who had been badly battered, and was barely able to move. But to her surprise, Caroline summoned one last burst of strength, and rolled away from the turnbuckle, narrowly avoiding Sybil's follow-up attack. The crowd erupted in cheers as they saw Caroline's determination, but Sybil was in no mood to allow her back into the fight, delivering a stiff forearm smash to Caroline's head, followed by a stomp to her chest, driving the air from her lungs.
Caroline gasped for breath, her vision blurring, but she managed to get to her knees once more. Sybil grinned, and was already hoisting Caroline up again, preparing to deliver a backbreaker, the crowd urging her on as she dangled Caroline in the air, then dropped her with a sickening thud across her knee, the pain radiating through Caroline's back like a lightning strike, Sybil pushing Caroline off, then pulling her arms behind her, her knee firmly planted in Caroline's back, and the Brit was squealing, "I quit!" as the crowd jeered.
The bell rang, signaling the end of the match, and Sybil's victory. She released Caroline, who collapsed to the mat, her body racked with pain, her arms and back screaming in agony. Sybil stood over her, gloating, her fists raised in triumph, and she pulled the defeated Brit's head up again, forcing her face into her crotch, grinding it against her. The crowd cheered as Sybil continued to humiliate Caroline, who struggled weakly, barely able to move.
Suddenly, the referee stepped in, pulling Sybil away from Caroline. "Enough!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the arena. "You've won, Sybil. There's no need to keep this up." Sybil glared at the referee, but reluctantly released her grip on Caroline's head. The crowd booed as Sybil strutted away from Caroline, who lay curled up on the mat, gasping for air, her body spent.
