!Challenge

 

The_Announcer:  Ladies and Gentlemen.... This match is scheduled for one fall!

Michael_Walraven: My music hits and I make my slow and confident entrance out from backstage. A single fist held high above my head and my !CF Championship belt draped over my opposite shoulder. This isn't a title match, but it is nice to show off the belt...

The_Announcer: “Making his was to the ring first….. Standing at 6’3 225lbs….. He is the Current Champion….. “THE BOSS”……… MICHAEL…… WALRAVEN!!!!”

Michael_Walraven: I hold my belt and then punch my fist forward towards the ring. Walking and almost strutting down the ramp. The challenge gods denied to give me "The Russian Crush" again, so soon after that narrow victory I gained over her. This time looking to make it a more dominant performance. Giving out some high fives before I climb up the steps and enter through the ropes of the ring. Doing a quick lap and the climbing up the corner. Lifting my belt off my shoulder to show it off to the crowd while my music dies for my opponent to enter. Hopping down off the corner and handing my belt over to the ref as you get set to enter.

The_Announcer: "NOW.. STANDING 5'6 134 LBS.....PLEASE STAND... FOR THE RUSSIAAN CRUUUSHH.. NATAAAAAALLIAA MARKOOOOOOOOOOOVAA!"

Natalia_Markova: The Russian National Anthem hits, and the lights hit gold. I step out slow, curves on full display with my signature golden body-suit hugging me in just right! I rhrow my finger up, making my hips dance for the audience as they shoot up to their feet and encore.. I hop up onto the ring, sinking into a perfect splits as I look back at it before crawling into the ring.

Natalia_Markova:

Michael_Walraven: The lights change as I hear the Russian National Anthem playing. I look towards the ramp and see you at the top and make your way towards the ring. In a trance with the roaring crowd as you demand all of our attention with how you move towards the ring. Bouncing on my toes and rolling out my head and neck as you enter. Your perfect split making my eyes wide as you crawl into the ring. "Back for more punishment?" I tease as I smirk and shoot you a wink. I shake out my limbs and then walk with my chest puffed out to the center of the ring before the bell. My hands on my hips and stare you down...

Natalia_Markova: I tsk, shaking my head trying to hold back my anger. After our last match, you can be sure that I came here to win. I lean forward, whipping my hair back and slowly raising my arms for yours. "I will show you.. the meaning of punishment." My lip quivering as I growl, eyes glued to yours.

Michael_Walraven: My gaze focused on your eyes and then glances down at your prominent breasts for a moment before looking back up to catch that quivering lip as you growl at me. Smirking at your response as I swiftly slide my right foot back to be sideways towards you. Then put my arm arm behind my back, extend my left are towards you, and wave my fingers towards you as to say "BRING IT ON!" with nothing more than a devilish smirk on my face

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Natalia_Markova: I wait for the bell, reaching in slow.. teasing that I'm going to grab your arms. "OKAY!" But suddenly, pull back and twist my body with my leg kicking through the air in a round-house super kick aimed for the side of your face!

Michael_Walraven: I'm confident and almost... no.... I am cocky from our initial match. Even if it was down to the wire, still came out victorious. I stay in my fencing like position as you approach me and I smirk as you begin to reach up. Bringing my body forward to face you. I lunge in and you had no plans to lock up as your foot swings in and POW! Catches me on the side of my head and I go stumbling towards the ropes. Catching myself on the top one as my eyes widen and I open and move my jaw. Rubbing my face as you catch me good to start.

Natalia_Markova: My boot cracks you right in the face, sending you all the way into the ropes! I land and stomp the canvas, already possessing some authority in this and showing these people that I'm here and more fired up than ever! I follow you to the corner, shooting fast as I lunge and swing my knee right up across your entire belly!

Michael_Walraven: Ughhhhh that hurt and I'm already off to a cold start in this rematch. I groan out as I shake my head and get the cobwebs of. Then turning towards you as you close the distance. I can't react in time as you lunge in and swing your hard knee into my stomach. "GMMMMPH!" my jump up off the canvas slightly and I groan out loudly as you pull back. I look up at you and growl out. Determined to not let you run away with this early. I try to take advantage of my bent over state and lunge into you. My face into your breasts as I grab the back of your thighs and try and pull you in and LIFT! Looking to take you down hard with a spinebuster!

Natalia_Markova: I bend you over, leaving you gasping as I look to the crowd and point up again! Thinking maybe I can finish you off nice and early this time around when suddenly you grip onto my thick thighs and hoist me up! "OUGH.. N-N-NN-NONONONONO!" Flinging me up through the air, driving me straight down onto my spine and busting it against the canvas! "AAUUUGH!" Legs in the air, writhing as I fall to my side..

Michael_Walraven: I am able to lunge in to you and grab you, Hoisting your smaller body up and then lunging forward and down to slam you into the canvas. The ring shaking as we connect the crowd roars from the high impact move. We land and I roll off you as I need to try and recover from that knee. Rolling to the ropes and catching my breath as I sit up with my back to the ropes to watch you. Then reaching up with both hands to grab the ropes and begin to pull myself back up to my feet

Natalia_Markova: I shake it off, throwing my body over in a roll to head for the opposite ropes.. Needing some assist to haul my body up after that back-crushing drop. Slowly getting to my feet, trying to slide towards the corner and climbing up the buckle while you're a ways away.

Michael_Walraven: I yank myself up to my feet using the ropes as I watch you get back up fast and climb. I take deep breath and look at you as you climb and shake my head with a snarl. "Oh no you don"t!" I yell out as I storm towards you and try to reach you quickly. Looking to swing an open hand slap across your face as I reach you in the corner

Natalia_Markova: Barely getting the chance to climb when you rush the ring and wind a vicious slap right across my face! "OOOOOGH!" My entire body shaking, slumped against the corner and dizzy as I grab my burning cheek and try to back up. But I'm pinned up against the buckle..

Michael_Walraven: My right hand SLAPS you clean across the face and the crowd winces as the sound echos through the arena. I look down at your body that dizzy and slumped in the corner. "Still like your odds?" I tease and taunt as I grab your hand and then press my body into yours. Then take a big step backwards and YANK you towards me and fire you across the ring towards the opposite corner with an Irish whip!

Natalia_Markova: Wincing as you yank on my hand, pulling me out of the corner to power up for a whip. My head shaking, trying to resist but I'm flung right across the ring! Running without any control in my feet, watching the buckle get closer and closer before .. "OOUUUGH!" I bash chest first into the pads, hanging there frozen with my body attached to the corner..

Michael_Walraven: I send you flying across the ring with a hard and powerful Irish whip that doesn't allow you to even turn. Taking the brunt of the impact with you big jugs attached to your chest. I stand in my spot and make a motion with my arm like I'm pulling a train horn because it's time for the Freight Train! I lean back and then explode towards you. Leaping and bounding before jumping and taking flight towards you. Looking to SLAM my body into yours and sandwich you in the corner!

Natalia_Markova: My eyes starting to spin, hanging there just coughing in my pain when the sudden sounds of your footsteps brings shivers down my spine! I could feel you getting closer, faster.. and faster.. My adrenaline fired right up, the pain ghosting as I turn and raise my boot up for you to run face-first into it!

Michael_Walraven: I'm looking at that nice booty of yours as I sprint towards your and then stare at the back of your neck as I take flight towards you. Thinking this is the beginning of the end of you. Until you flip around as I'm mid flight and raise your boot up! CRACK! "GMMMPH!" I groan out as spit flies from my mouth as I get rocked by your boot. Landing on my feet but then slumping down to the canvas as I get hit hard. Groaning as I hold my face and kick my feet into the canvas below you

Natalia_Markova: The crowd gasping almost as loud as the sound of my boot smashing your face in! Dropping you flat to the canvas, and leaving us near the ropes where I want you. "Hahahha, get up!" I bend down to grab your head and raise you up onto your knees! I drag your face up and over the middle rope, pressing your neck down against it as I lift my knee up and drop it over the back of your head to keep the strangle

Michael_Walraven: I get caught and rocked and my momentum in this match comes to a screeching halt. The crowd noise waivers as they deal with the sound of your boot to my face. But quickly begin to roar again as you grab my head and drag me up to my knees. Groaning out as I rub my face and barely fight you as you drag me over and place me on the middle rope. My eyes widen and my arms flail as you press your knee into the back of my head and strangle me with the ropes. The ref walks over... 

Natalia_Markova: I press my knee down a little harder, hearing the referee but not really listening.. "GRRHHHH" Taking my time to strangle you, but the count gets closer and closer.. 

I stop, leaning off your head finally.. But with the count officially reset, I jump up and land with my crotch against your head, thighs around your face from behind as I grab the ropes and RIDE!! Choking you and riding you like a cow-girl! "WOOO! YEEEHAAWW!" Bouncing up and down violently..

Natalia_Markova:

Michael_Walraven: The ref counts couldn't come any sooner as you FINALLY get your knee off the back of my head. Hanging there and panting like a dog as I get a couple of much needed breaths. I look into the crowd confused as their excitement ramps up even more as you leap and land with your crotch on the back of my head and neck. Beginning to bounce, ride, and choke me like a Russian cowgirl! Bouncing up and down violently as my whole body shakes and spasms under you as you work me over on the rope! "GMMPH! AAAH! GCKKK!" The ref comes back to you.

Natalia_Markova: Still bouncing up and down, watching the crowd bob their head while they watch this immaculate and sexy little choke I've got you in. Strangling you with a comforting seat over your head.. 

"FOUR! FIVE!" 

As soon as you're all of out of breath, I pounce off and grab your head! Trying to pull out from the ropes and toss you back into the corner to slump in seat against the buckle.

Michael_Walraven: "GMMMPH! GAHHHH!" I groan out and choke out as the count again FINALLY gets to 5 and the ref forces you off me. The crowd loving what they are seeing. I gasp and cough as I can finally breathe again. It is all short lived as you grab a hold of me and violently yank em from the ropes and toss me into the corner. "MMPH!" I hit my back on the middle turnbuckle and then slump down to have my head rest against the middle turnbuckle with my arms draped over the bottom ropes.. Breathing hard and watching you with a glassy look in my eyes...

Natalia_Markova: I turn, running my hand down the side of my bodysuit! I tug the leg-holes up, showing a little more skin and giving me even better contact.. I step back and throw my booty right out, trying to drop it over your face as I shake and shake and shake! Attempting to smother you silly between my bare cheeks. "WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Natalia_Markova:

Michael_Walraven: I hear whistles and hollers from the rowdy crowd as you slip your hand down your body suit and wedgie your self a little to give show off more skin. My eyes glued to you from curious and having my ass kicked currently. My eyes widen in shock as you comeback towards me fast. "NOOOMMMMM!" I groan out into your ass cheeks as they engulf my face and you shake your ass on me in a stink face! Groaning and moaning as my body shakes and squirms under you as you dominate this match!

Natalia_Markova: I scrub away, smiling and nodding my head for the crowd while you breathlessly moan and gasp into my perfect Russian behind! Killer curves, and this is what they were made for! I step out, giving you only a moments breath before I turn and jump with a double-kick stomp into your chest to finish those lungs off!

Michael_Walraven: Your stink face does a number on me and by the time you finally release me from your Russian ass cheek prison. I gasp and get a couple of decent breaths before you storm back towards me and "GMMMMMMPH!" your double-kick stomp into my chest floors me all the way down and flat with the canvas. Coughing and gasping for breath as my chest and lungs are on fire from the repeated attacks in succession. One after the other after the other. The crowd going insane for you as you work me over!

Natalia_Markova: I land on my butt and bounce up, catching some wind after a hard-fought battle.. And hoping I've finally broken through you. I reach down and wrap my arm around your head, trying to pick you up as I toss you right back against the corner and spin for a round-house into your neck! Almost taking your head right off for the stun!

Michael_Walraven: I'm hurting and this match is taking a hell of a toll out on me. I groan as you grab my arm and head and YANK me out from under the corner and back up to my feet. Then toss me right back into the corner hard. I look at you with a tired smirk as you spin and try to slam that roundhouse into my neck! I narrowly duck down and feel the breeze of you leg fly over me. I wait for you to land and turn back to face me. Then lunge into slam my should into your stomach, but more importantly my hands reach around and grab you thick ass cheeks with a firm SQUEEZE and grope you as I bounce up to my feet and hold you on my shoulder!

Natalia_Markova: My leg swinging right over your head, losing balance from the momentum I had put through into that kick and leaving me defenseless. Your hands reach around, cupping my behind tight and squeezing to start lifting me up.. Keeping me on your shoulder as I shake my head frantically.. "AAGH.. NOO! S-STOP! STOP!!"

Michael_Walraven: “You thought you had me!?!” Think again!” I growl out as I walk us to the center of of the ring and do a spin to show you off to the crowd. I breathe hard as I hold you and reach out with my left and hand give your behind a big SMACK! Then grip your ass tight and lean forward as I drop to one knee and slam your crotch into my knee with a hard atomic drop!

Natalia_Markova: Still shaking my head, my body in complete fear as I shiver inside the air you've got me trapped in.. Then we drop, and you plant my crotch right down busting over your knee! "AAUUUUUGH!" My eyes wide, bells rung as I bounce up and grab my crotch in pain! Paralyzing me totally as I bend over, staring at you in total shock.. "AUUGH.. W-WHY..."

Natalia_Markova:

Michael_Walraven: I DROP you down hard and pop up to my feet as I look at you. Cupping your crotch and are paralyzed in front of me. I take a step back and turn sideways. “Because you are still just a jobber!” I yell out as I hop side step towards you and lift my leg up and try to slam my boot into your chin for a super kick!

Natalia_Markova: Clutching my crotch in pain, knees shivering and ready to buckle.. But I let them, dropping myself to my knees and letting your Super-Kick fly right above my head. Still in pain, but the rush of adrenaline was all I needed to wake from the dirty blow.. While you're catching your balance, I jump to my feet and grab onto your head for dear life! Dropping straight down to the canvas and pulling you down to crush your face into it with your own Signature RKO! Falling with you and crashing..

Michael_Walraven: “Goodnight Crush!” I yell out as my cockiness is back and better than ever! My leg extends and I look to CRACK your jaw with my boot! But that reality never comes. You drop down to your knees as my foot flies over top! My foot comes back down and I wobble and turn towards you. My eyes widen in horror as you fly up from the canvas and wrap your arms around my head and begin to fall back down to the canvas. Catching me with my win signature move of an RKO! We come down hard and crash down to the canvas! “GMMMPH… ugh….” I land and bounce up and roll over to my back. My eyes shut and my mouth slightly open. My arms and legs out wide and spread eagle formation as my chest rises and falls. Knocked the fuck out cold from the RKO!

Natalia_Markova: The ring shakes as I completely crush your face! Using your own signature against you, in the most humiliating way possible.. At-least, for now.. I pounce up and crawl onto you, lifting my thighs and immediately dropping them onto your face! I arch forward your legs, bouncing up and down onto your mouth as I hike both legs into the air for the pin! Still shaking, and still bouncing on your face from the all of excess adrenaline.. "STAYY DOWN! "

Natalia_Markova:

Michael_Walraven: Ughhhhh I’m out like a light switch when it’s bedtime. Sleeping soundly on the canvas as the crowd roars for you! It all sounds like background noise as I’m stuck in my head own head and have zero clue what’s happening. My face becomes your new comfortable throne as you crawl and plop down onto it! Your soft dominant ass cheeks engulfing my face as you grab my legs and hike both legs up to fold me in half. I only moan and groan into your ass as the ref slides in. Completely trapped under “The Russian Crush” as she has truly CRUSHED me this time around…..

Natalia_Markova: I lean back and keep those legs up high, propping your butt up in the air as my butt slowly starts to sink deeper down your face! Keeping you smothered, trying to shut your gasps and moans totally up as I look to knock you out under me at the same time! "DON'T ... FUCKING... MOVE!"

Michael_Walraven: The refs hand winds back for the final count…. Something inside me hates thought of this Russian blonde beauty taking me to school like this. I find it deep down and rocket my leg up and out and shove your soft ass cheeks off my face and roll my shoulder up out from under you and break the count at 2 1/2! The crowd is too stunned to speak “The Russian Crush” has some more work to do….

Natalia_Markova: You buck just milliseconds before the count, saving yourself as I tumble over and fall flat to the mat.. "WHUUH.. NOO.." I gasp, gulping in a total panic.. Wiping the hair and sweat from my face, looking over at you and seeing eyes still awake. I quickly grab onto your head, trying to drag you up to your feet as I wrap my arm around and squeeze.. Trying to lock you against my hip.

Michael_Walraven: I buck up and out from under your ass and find some new life in this match. My eyes wide as I gasp and cough for breath into my lungs. You are fast to try and capitalize as you grab my head. Being forced up from below you. Getting dragged to my knees and then up to my feet. Breathing hard and my body feeling weak as I wind back my hand and SMACK your booty again as you have me stuck against your hip and bent over…

Natalia_Markova: I hold you tight, tensing my arms as I prepare to underhook your arms for the finish.. I look up to the crowd, licking my lips and smiling when you thunderously smack my booty from out of nowhere! "OWW!" The bounce driving the crowd crazy, and the burning sensation making it near impossible to keep you gripped..

Michael_Walraven: The loud SMACK of my hand into your thick cheeks echoes through the arena and the crowd roars as you bounce and jiggle for them! I feel your arms around my head almost completely loosen. “GET….. OFF!!” I growl and shout out as I grab your ass and shove you hard off me towards the ropes. Hoping you bounce back towards me where I take a deep breathe and then lunge at you hard. Trying to take your head off with a clothesline!

Natalia_Markova: The lock breaks, and I'm shoved away! Stumbling on my feet, a bit dizzy and shaken up when you come firing your arm straight for my throat with a clothesline! "AAUUGH!" Crushing my throat, nearly taking my head right off my body as I whip back and flip right over, falling flat on my face and tits.. "Ooouugh.."

Michael_Walraven: I give almost everything left I have into this clothesline as you run back towards me. I growl and explode and BOOM! I take my arm across your chest and out of the corner of my eye I see you full flip down and land HARD on your tits and face. Your booty shaking with the ring from the impact. I land on my hands and knees. Breathing hard. Turning towards you with wince and groan as I crawl to your side and grab your blonde mane and begin to stand you up with me..

Natalia_Markova: "Gnuuughhhhh" My face slowly peeled up off the canvas, barely seeing straight as you slowly stand me up on my jellified legs. My chest just heaving, still processing what had just happened as I gag and cough.. "Uuugh.. no...."

Michael_Walraven: I stand us up in the center of the ring and take a deep breath as I can feel a second wind coming with the new found offense I’m dishing out. I groan as so stand you up and grab your hand while releasing your hair. I then press my body into yours and then take a big step back. YANKING you towards me and trying to send you past me hard and fast into the corner in an Irish whip! I fall to the canvas again as I whip you by. Trying with everything I got left!

Natalia_Markova: "WWOOOAAHH!" Before I can take a breath, you spin me silly and toss me with your full strength ! Sending me across the ring, unable to turn in time as I crash chest first with the buckles and crush the air right out of my body. "AUUUUGHH" Holding on to the ropes for balance before I collapse.

Michael_Walraven: I land on my hands and knees to look up and see you running and slamming into the corner! I smile as I begin to stand up. Drenched in sweat and my body aches but I want you out cold! I then begin to take big steps towards you and leap up and try to SLAM my body into yours in the corner!

Natalia_Markova: Trying to peel off the ropes, but I've completely lost all air. I'm too slow, and before I can leave the corner, you come crushing right into my back! Splashing into me from behind, and crushing the front of my body up against the buckles! Completely crushing my tits as my knees start to collapse.. "OOOOOOUUGH"

Michael_Walraven: I run at you with as much steam as I can muster and then leap into the air! This time there is no escape for you as I land hard and SLAM my body into the back of yours and the ring shakes with the impact. Groaning as I lay against you for a moment before pealing myself off you. Then grabbing your hair and turning you towards me. “You…. Ughhh…. Are…. Done for….” I groan out as I tap your stomach hard with the back of my hand to force you to bend over as I push your head down towards my waist.

Natalia_Markova: "UUUGH!" I groan out and double over as you smack my stomach, coughing and gasping like a total mess. I can barely resist your grips and pulls as I get trapped down against your waist! My legs kicking like they're about to go limp. Quicky fading as I grunt, and start to pant.

Michael_Walraven: I then tuck your head between my thighs and under my bulge after I spread my legs enough to squeeze you under it. Then I bend over your back, hooking your arms, reaching forwards and grabbing the back of your knees and lifting you up for a package piledriver! But I’m not done…. I back up to the corner and begin to slowly and carefully climb up towards the second ropes…

Natalia_Markova: My head tucked down between your thighs, getting clamped in tight as you hook my arms and grab the back of my knees together to ball me up, slowly lifting as you keep climbing the ropes. Feeling the strain of this fold, and panicking as we get higher and higher.. "AAUUGH.. N-NOOOO" My leg and butt folded up in the air, leaving me almost totally helpless.

Michael_Walraven: Slowly but surely I climb up the second rope and keep you folded up on me and holding you upside down. Your flexibility put on display as I have you folded nicely like a present. Then I get us up to the second ropes and stand there tall for a moment. The crowd in shock and cheering for your release, but it won’t come…. “Ughhh let’s see you kick out of this!” I yell out as I leap out from the corner. Getting my legs out In front of me and fall from high above with you upside down. Then CRASHING down and SPIKING your head into the canvas in the package piledriver!

Natalia_Markova: "OH NOOOO!! DON'T!! NOOUUGHHHHHH!!" My pleading to no avail as you suddenly leap off the corner, taking the air and dropping me straight down head first into the canvas with a concussing package piledriver! My body unfolding, sprawling as I hit the canvas with fluttering eyes.. "OOOUUGHHH!!! Fading away almost instantly, my head falling to the side.. Eyes shut..

 

Michael_Walraven: We land HARD and the ring shakes the crowd erupts in cheers and roars! You insults pop out of my grasps and unfold onto the canvas next to me. Sat on my butt and look over it see “The Russian Crush” now knocked completely out, spread eagle and eyes shut. I lean over slowly towards you and lay down over your breasts. Groaning loudly as I reach down for your outside thigh and pull it as high as I can to my chest. Just trying to hold on tight as the ref slides in. Our bodies sweat mixing and I hope to have you down and out….

Natalia_Markova: Laying across my chest for the pin, squishing them slow as the count goes! My leg up high in the air, still jiggling after that vicious drop from the skies. Competely outcold, and a total rag-doll in your rams as he counts. 

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Michael_Walraven: I lay my head back and my body completely relaxes on top of your body as I release your thick thigh and let it flop down to the canvas. My entire body is sore and aches, but I managed to take you down for the second time. I sit up off you and slowly roll over to my knees. Then stand up slowly. Sweaty dripping off my body as I place my boot between your boobs and I hold my stomach with one arm. The ref raises my other arm by my wrist in victory and securing my victory pose!

Natalia_Markova: Your boot over my tits, the bell finally concluding the match as you pose over my knocked out body. Still laying there, stiff and motionless.. Chest still heaving, and my head in complete shambles..

Michael_Walraven: I look down at you after the body after the match concludes and the ref releases my hand. I nod at them as they exit and I drop down to one knee next to you. I take slow deep breaths as I open up my singlet and reach down, grabbing my sweaty, musty, damp business card for you once more. “Almost…. Got out of this one…. Hmmmph…” I groan out as I lean towards your face and brush my thumb over your bottom lip. Then open your mouth and slide the card in about 75% and leave 25% hanging out of your mouth. “Enjoy that…” I tease as I push your mouth closed to hold the card. 

The_Announcer: "And here is your winner....... "THE BOSS"....... Michael Walraven!! Over...."The Russian Crush".... Natalia Markova!!