NEW - NOIR EXTREME WRESTLING

Sheril: The lights go dim and the fans rush to their seats as the opening bout is about to begin.. losing my title a couple weeks ago makes me go to the end of the line.. when I get there I meet Jillian a loud mouthed rookie who talks her away into a match with me.. I sit in the locker room putting the finishing touches on my hair and makeup and nails when I hear and assistant tell me it's time.. with my dark hair hanging loose over my shoulders I go down the hallway and stand behind the curtain.. "Crazy Bitch" from Buckcherry blasts from the speakers and the fans jump on their feet.. I emerge from the curtain with my American flag one piece hugging my body matching boots and knee pads reflecting the light.. I walked down the ramp to mixed reviews from the fans before going up the steps and slipping between the ropes I take a quick lap around the ring holding my hands in the air waving to the fans..

Sheril:

Jillian_Mercer: I leave the curtain the moment my music hits. 'Evil Warriors' can be heard from the speakers and fans boo loudly at my approach. I bask in their defiance of me as the new Queen of the locker room. I smile at their disdain. It means nothing to me, the only person i care about right now is already in the ring. I take my time walking to the ring, my confidence evident in every step i take as i climb upon the apron, grab the middle rope and climb over it. I turn around and lean against it, smiling at the crowd before facing my opponent for the night.

Jillian_Mercer:

Sheril: I tug on the ropes and stare across the ring at your small but muscular body.. "I'm going to shut this bitch up tonight" I say to myself.. a balding man with a cheap suit steps into the ring with a microphone.. INTRODUCING FIRST IN THE CORNER TO MY RIGHT SHE COMES TO US FROM CLEARWATER FLORIDA SHE STANDS 5 FT 9 IN TALL WEIGHS IN AT A SEXY VOLUPTUOUS CURVY 160 LBS.. LADIES AND GENTLEMEN PLEASE WELCOME EVERY HUSBAND'S DREAM EVERY WIFE'S NIGHTMARE.. SHERILLL!!.. The crowd goes half and half as I hold my arms up and do a slow spin in my corner before turning my attention back towards you..

Jillian_Mercer: The man then points a hand at me. AND TO MY LEFT ... STANDING 5,5 FEET TALL WEIGHING A 126 LBS ... FROM TOYKO, JAPAN!! THE SELF-PROCLAIMED QUEEN OF WRESTLING ... JILIIIAAAANN MEERCEERR!!! Half the crowd starts booing while others seem to have grown fond of my attitude and cheer and clap. I lift one fist into the air, a confident grin on my lips, before i turn my attention back to Sheril.

Sheril: The crowd looks on from the edge of their seats as we size each other up.. the referee comes over and checks me getting a little handsy as he does it.. I look to the crowd one more time before turning back towards you and bringing my hands up I step back with my right leg waiting for the Bell..

Jillian_Mercer: The bell rings and we circle eachother. I bring my hands up to yours, trying to grab your fingers in an attempt to hopefully drive you against the ropes

Sheril: I hear the bell sound and I come out of my corner with my hands up.. my feet glide across the mat as we closed the gap between us quickly locking our hands together.. ARG I have the size advantage but you have youth and strength on your side .. the crowd erupts when my tits slam against yours trying to press against you but I take a step back then another before I feel the ropes pressing my back..

Jillian_Mercer: "Got you now!" I say with confidence, my strength having pushed you back against the ropes as we fought for dominance step by step. Now you're backed against the ropes, and my next target is ripe for the taking. I bring my knee up and attempt to ram it against your unprotected stomach while your hands are still locked with mine

Sheril: With the crowd picking their favorite we lock up.. some of the crowd cheers when you press against me on the ropes bending them.. ARG I groan when your knee slams my belly and I bend forward losing some of my air. Oh you little GRRR I think as my body lurches involuntarily forward with my head going to your shoulder and my hands still locked in yours..

Jillian_Mercer: I suddenly let go of your hands, having achieved what i wanted now that you're against the ropes. I smirk, determined to prove to the crowd who the alpha female is in this ring. I take a quick step back before aiming a jab at your face, hoping to hit you for more damage, one brand of hair falling losely over my eyes as i to the step back

Sheril: My body slumps forward from your knee and I press off of you taking a breath when arg your jab hits my face snapping my head back sending my arms on the top ropes.. my hair hangs over my face as I glare back at you and holding on to the ropes for balance I bring up my right foot trying to send a quick kick to your lower belly wanting to keep you off of me..

Jillian_Mercer: Your kick connects with my abs, not doing too much damage but making me groan and take a step back. I stumble on my feet slightly as i find my balance, now staying a bit away from you, my angry gaze locking on your eyes ... I yell with barely contained fury and aim a high roundhouse kick at the side of your face, trying to get some serious damage in and potentially even stunning you

Collared_Brooke: I sit nervously a few rows back. Unsure who to root for as I greatly admire both of these ladies.

Sheril: Hanging on the ropes my foot drives to your taunt belly giving me a moment.. I toss my hair back and glare you.. "That all you got honey?" I hiss.. bringing my hands up I see you rush back at me .. when your leg comes up I duck under it getting behind your back.. I press my tits against your back wrapping my arms around your waist trying to hoist you up only to drop to one knee hoping to jolt your spine..

Jillian_Mercer: While i am surprised by your sudden move, i still have alot of gas left in the tank. I start to wiggle in your grasp like crazy, swaying my arms and legs around until i realise that does me no good. I aim a wild elbow strike at your head, hoping it would connect and free me as i am above ground what with you having lifted me up

Sheril: The crowd erupts as the action picks up in the ring.. I manage to slip behind you picking you up a little bit off the mat.. I try to keep you under control when your limbs start flailing but ARG your elbow hits my cheek when I'm about to drop you.. I drop to one knee and let you land awkwardly as my hands come up to my face..

Jillian_Mercer: I land infront of you, stumbling towards the ropes and grabbing the top rope with one fist. I turn my head around, take a look at your position. You're down on one knee, and i try and seize the opportunity ... The crowd cheers loudly as i raise my leg and attempt a straight kick to your face! "Take this!"

Sheril: The crowd picks their favorite as we tear into each other.. down on one knee I feel your last blow when I look up and see you rushing at me again.. with my hands already up I let my arms take the brunt of your Kick but it still sends me hard to my back.. ARH FUCK I groan rolling to my right side with my left hand going to my back I try to get to all fours needing to do something..

Jillian_Mercer: I turn back around to the crowd, basking in the boos and some cheers i am getting. It makes no difference for me: Attention is attention. I neither care for the people nor their feelings, i only thrive on being seen for what i am: The dominant woman in this fight. I raise both arms, one at each side, and smile in an arrogant manner, my back towards Sheril ...

Sheril: Slowly rolling over to all fours I hear some of my fans telling me to get up.. I slowly press to my feet using the ropes as you play to the fans.. "That's not enough sweetie.. I'm still here" I say with a smile back at you.. coming off the ropes I bring my hands up waving you in..

Jillian_Mercer: I turn around and see you getting back up. „Still with us, are you old hag.“ My face turning grim as i get ready to engage once more, raising my fists and stepping towards you.

Sheril: Coming off the ropes I know my words struck a cord when I hear your reply. The crowd roars as we close in on each other once again.. my hands come up in front of me as I close the gap on you.. I fake going for a tie up only to grab your wrists and bring you my right foot I send it to your belly before falling back trying to take you over with a monkey flip..

Jillian_Mercer: I gasp in surprise as you grab me and flip me over, i am getting tossed over you and land hard on the mat,my back crashing onto the ring and i let out a pained groan. „Arrgh!“ I lie there for a good second before rolling to my stomach and getting on all fours.

Collared_Brooke: C'mon Jillian, show her who's Queen!!

Sheril: The ring rumbles when you're skinny body hits the mat getting a cheap pop from the crowd.. my ass and thighs jiggle as I fall to the canvas before rolling over to all floors at your head.. glaring at you and I see you rolling over trying to get to all fours and I send my left arm under your chin as my right goes to grab my hand trying to put you in a front face lock pressing my weight on the back of your head trying to get you back down to the canvas and wear you down..

Jillian_Mercer: I bring up all of of my superior strength and grab both your wrists, trying to open your lock while at the same time grunting heavily but attempting to stand up, with your weight on my head, trying to simply overpower you

Sheril: Planting most of my weight on your head and neck my arms slither around your neck.. I tried to lock my hands but you fight against me and my eyes widen when you try to press up.. Oh shit I utter when you get us almost all the way up.. the crowd cheers us on when I use your own grip against you as I yank your arms towards me and hopping off the mat my legs go around your waist as I try to secure a body scissor and get you down to your side on the mat..

Jillian_Mercer: I lose balance and drop hard onto my back as my legs give in, you land on top of me and press the air out of me, your legs still wrapped around my waist but the drop hurting your feet as they get buried below us both. „ghhh..“ I moan sharply as my breath leaves my lungs, my arms weakly on the mat

Sheril: Your back lands on the mat with a thud getting another cheap pop from the fans.. my body jiggles as I fall on top of you my leg still around your waist even know what hurts a little bit I'm adding pressure to your back.. feeling your arms go limp I shove them out to your sides.. my hair frames my face as I look down on you and shoving my left forearm under your chin I open you up only to raise my right arm and send one then another hard forearms down on your chest trying to wear you down..

Jillian_Mercer: I take the forearms with loud groans that show my pain, satisfying thuds can be heard across the ring as our flesh connects. Suddenly i spring back to life and grab your arm with both hands just as you were going for another smack. I then try and headbutt you, raising my back and head as high as i can, hoping to ram your foreheard and potentially getting you off me

Sheril: The crowd goes wild as my bigger body rests on top of yours.. I love how your body jolts after the first forearm only to have you grab the second.. Wait what? I gasp then Arg your head smacks mine making me let go and sending me to my back on the mat,. My hands go up to my head checking for blood as I roll to my side trying to look through my hair at you..

Jillian_Mercer: I feel dazed by my own headbutt and try to blink the blur away, slowly rolling to my side, getting on my knees. I am breathing heavily and looking at you with a furious expression. „Hff… hff … You‘re not half bad.“ With that, i fully get up on my feet, my hair hanging loosely over my head now as i walk towards you, aiming to stomp your chest and belly with my right leg

Sheril: Get up! I hear from the side as I hold my head.. I watch as you slowly get up and come stopping over towards me .. my chest rising up and down I look as you raise your leg and I roll to my right trying to avoid your stomp getting my back to the ropes trying to pull myself up.

Jillian_Mercer: My foot hits the mat and i turn my head to you as you pick yourself up on the ropes, i immediately aim a kick at your side, standing infront of you and hoping to hit your ribs

Sheril: The crowd cheers when I successfully avoid your stomp. Rolling to the ropes I pull my sweaty body up on them holding on to the top rope. I try to get some air in me but you immediately come up on me and before I can react ARGH you send a kick to my ribs dropping me to one knee as I hold on the middle rope in my right hand trying to get more air back..

Jillian_Mercer: I decide to use the momentum and take a few steps back before aiming a running knee at your jaw. Hoping it connects and potentially knocks you down again … My heart races in my ears as i lock onto my target and come running!

Sheril: My jaw hurting and now my ribs as I hang on the middle rope.. my fans try to get me going but I breathe heavily looking through my hair at you. Holding on to the rope I see you rush at me and my instincts kick in as I grab the middle rope dropping to the canvas trying to send you between the ropes out to the floor..

Jillian_Mercer: I gasp in surprise as you drop put of the way and it is too late to dodge. I collide with the empty gap your body left for me between the ropes and fall out of the ring. „Aaah!“ A shocked scream escapes my throat as i see what you’ve done. Luckily for me the fall doesn‘t hurt as much as it could have. I very slowly try to get back up outside the ring…

Sheril: Holding on to the ropes I dropped to the mat.. I get a pop from the fans when your body goes sailing through the ropes.. I lay on the ring apron taking a couple breaths before rolling to the floor on my feet. I look down as you try to get up standing by your head,. when you get to all fours my hands reached down grabbing your head pulling it up to my left side and I wrap my arm around it.. I drape your left arm over my neck as my right hand grabs a handful of your tights.. the crowd goes crazy because they know what's coming as I plant my feet and pop my hips trying to take you up and over with a quick suplex..

Jillian_Mercer: As you lift me up and hold me at the height of your head i move and wiggle my legs hard, making it impossible for you to keep holding me. I unbalance you and you have to let go i wiggle out of your hold and land behind your back, trying to wrap my arms aroune your waist

Sheril: The crowd roars as I get your little body up.. your feet point to the lights and I hold you on display.. trying to impress the crowd I hesitate and you wiggle your body making me let go and you drop behind me.. Oh you. I hiss when I feel your arms go around my waist.. my hands immediately shoot down to grab your wrists.. "Oh no honey" I say .. using your wrist to keep you close to me I press my feet on the floor trying to drive you backwards wanting to hit your back to the ring apron...

Jillian_Mercer: You crush me against the apron as i try to protest in panic, but it‘s in vain. My breath is forced out of me as i moan loudly and collapse against your back, momentarily stunned, my legs slightly trembling, my head resting against your upper back. „Uuunnghh..“

Sheril: OHHHHH echoes in the arena when I slam your back to the apron.. finally getting some relief I shove you off my back giving you against the ring as I turn to face you.. the the sweat shows on my pale skin as I look at you as my prey.. my hands go up to your head yanking your head to my left side where I send my left arm around it trying to lock you in and kick my legs out going for a DDT wanting to smash your pretty face to the hard floor..

Jillian_Mercer: I use my remaining strength to somehow overpower you, trying my best to push against you and aiming to drive you backwards but it‘s difficult as i am bent over and in your grasp. I am trying to remain standing, pushing against you as hard as i can while my right arm grabs the one holding my head, trying to get it off

Sheril: My fans cheer thinking they know what's coming .. your head pressed against my tit shoving it almost out of my top I hold you in place as you weakly struggle.. "Big mouth bitch" I growl before kicking my feet out and taking your head down to the hard floor and letting go as the crowd cheers..

Jillian_Mercer: My head hits the floor hard and i go limb. Laying on my stomach, i hear nothing for a good moment. Unable to move my body until i moan silently and try to drag myself on all fours …

Sheril: All the wrong parts of me jiggle and I get another pop from the fans when I hit your pretty face to the floor. I sit there for a few seconds catching my breath and looking down at you in pain. Rolling over to one knee my hands go to your hair and the crowd roars as I peel you off the floor and turn you towards the ring.. marching you over a few steps before I yank your head back wanting to send your pretty face to the apron just to make sure..

Jillian_Mercer: But i had enough of being your punching dummy. I ram my elbow against your abs, hoping it will connect and free me of your grasp before you can smash my face against the apron ...

Sheril: THIS IS AWESOME echoes in the arena as the battle rages on.. I March you towards the ring yanking your head back. Omph your elbow hits my belly making me lose my grip. My left hand goes down to my stomach as I take a few steps back wanting to take a breath knowing you're hurt..

Jillian_Mercer: I am indeed badly hurt. I grab the apron with one hand, breathing heavily as i try to clear my head and gather my senses ... Standing on wobbly legs. I need to recover ... Fast ... The crowd cheers your name after their THIS IS AWESOME-chants. I grit my teeth and get back up from the apron, turning around

Sheril: The crowd goes crazy as we tear into each other.. I step back and watch you barely pulling yourself up on the ring apron. The crowd chants my name and I bring up my hands closing back in on you cautiously.. this isn't my first rodeo hun I think to myself . I reach out grabbing your closest arm yanking you towards me.. I bend my knees and wrap my arms around your waist as our tits slam together. The crowd jumps out of their seats as I try to lift you up and turn to my left hoping to deliver a belly to belly suplex..

Jillian_Mercer: As i am on the height of your head however i ram my elbow onto your head, hitting a hard bionic elbow, hoping to free myself from your grasp. I am a striker, after all, and my arms and legs are the pride of my fighting style. "Let go! Hahh!"

Sheril: The crowd on their feet split the arena in half with their cheers.. I slowly approach you and wrap my arms around your skinny body..ARG your elbow hits my head making me let go and I bring my hands up shoving you away as I take a couple steps back shaking my head..

Jillian_Mercer: I stumble backwards, trying to regain control over the situation. My head still hurts like hell but my fire is reignited at the prospect of losing the match. I climb upon the apron and roll into the ring, making up a plan

Sheril: Backing off a couple steps I shake my head clearing the cobwebs.. my fans getting behind me I brush the hair off my face to see you rolling back in the ring.. I take my time and get some air back into my lungs as I slowly walk up the steps.. "Get her back!" I shout to the ref before adjusting my outfit and cautiously sliding back into the ring..

Jillian_Mercer: I stand in the ring center, heavily breathing, but ready for you. As you enter i come closer and get ready to kick you in the face with a straight kick the moment you get up to your feet

Sheril: Finally getting some of my wind back I make sure the referee hold you back as I slept into the ring.. as my hands leave the middle rope I see you rushing at me and when your foot comes up I bring up my hands and step to the outside of your leg only to try to slam a hard clothesline across your chest trying to knock you back down to the canvas..

Jillian_Mercer: As my kick misses, i see your forearm coming at me and it's too late to dodge or block it, you hit me with full force sending me on my back to the mat. I crash down on it hard, a painful gasp coming out of my mouth.

Sheril: my clothes line hits and you go crashing to the mat. I take a step from the momentum and I get a cheap pop from the fans before turning back to you.. I come up at your head as you lay on your back.. my hands grab your hair lifting you up to a sitting position.. with this match wearing on me I have to slow it down .. my hands slide down your shoulders grabbing your wrists as I try to pull your arms back only the send legs under your arms and behind your head trying to lock my ankles going for a lotus hold wanting to wear you down..

Jillian_Mercer: Being in your hold i grit my teeth and try to push against your legs, against the pain. I'm not done yet. All i need is to keep going ...

Jillian_Mercer: ...But it's no use. I give! You hear me say, and then my fingers tap against your body.

Sheril: The crowd cheers when the referee waves off the match watching you submit.. I lay back and keep my submission on you pouring on the pressure.. my right hand on the mat and my left hand reaching back slapping your ass.. "Not talking now sweetie?" I hiss before unlocking my legs loving you drop to the mat on your chest.. I press off your back and stand up over you putting my left foot down on the middle of your back holding my arms up, YOUR WINNER BY SUBMISSION THE BRUNETTE BOMBSHELL SHEEEERRRRRIIIILLL!!.. HE announces and I hold my arms up for the crowd as your fans look on and disappointed as the older veteran puts down the young rookie