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23:48 Paul_Job: I am ready for action. My opponent is a rookie. I have the opportunity to show everyone an unrepeatable show and I want to give my best to bring home a victory. I hear my music, a punk-rock tune. I go out on stage, black shorts, yellow tshit and high sneakers. I ride a skateboard towards the ring, do a pair or skills on the ramp and then i enter in the ring. The crowd is electrified by my entrance. I take off my shirt, throw it to a girl in the audience and raise my fists to greet the fans. Then, as my music fades, I settle in my corner waiting for my opponent yt
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23:57 Carapro: I stand backstage, eager to make my debut as I hear your music fading. My music suddenly comes on and ‘Eye of the Tiger’ by Survivor plays whenI step out, smiling and waving to the crowd. Wearing a purple satin robe, my red hair falls loosely just barely to my shoulders as the crowd cheers the newcomer. Walking too the ring, i saunter up the steps slowly and slip through the ropes. My eyes watch you a moment before I untie my sash and reveal my lightly tanned 5’7 135lb frame almost poured into my purple and golden trimmed one piece. My calf high converse sneakers match my colors, as I pull on the ropes behind me stretching. Looking across at you as I grin, “Haven’t you heard the ring is a skater free zone?” My eyes on yours as I hide my nerves behind confidence as I await the bell. Yt
00:00 Paul_Job: I laugh at you joke "Oh yeah, but you know i am not that kind of boy who respect the rules". I say this with naivety without thinking that this sentence can be a warning. I have nothing against you, but I just want to beat you and show off in the federation to be able to aspire to be considered a main eventer yt
00:03 Carapro: Hearing your words I grin further and nod, “I will be aware of that…you too ref!” Winking to the striped official as I hear the bell ring I move out of the corner slowly, my hands coming up as my knees bend. Eyes on yours as I move circling and watching you carefully, not knowing what you’re capable of and planning already, my eyes on yours with a cunning look. Yt
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00:06 Paul_Job: You lean forward and place your hands on your knees. My eyes fall on your cleavage for a few moments. Then I compose myself. I hear the bell ringing and raise my hands on guard, ready to clap with you. I move in a circle, I watch you and cautiously try to fake some jab-style hits to test your reflexes yt
00:09 Carapro: Moving with you lightly as you seem to test the waters, flinching back from the first…then the second and buying each of the fakes my smile fades slightly. My eyes narrow as my sneakers scuff along the aprons when I lunge in, my hands coming up and wanting to show I’m not just a rookie as I close the distance. Looking to lock up with you in the middle of the ring as one hand comes up to your bicep, the other around your neck as I press into you. Giving your muscles a testing squeeze at the same time as my thighs spread and knees bend with the effort “Uhnn!” Yt
00:12 Paul_Job: You move quickly and I see that you have quick reflexes. Step over to me for a clinch. I accept the showdown. I put one hand behind your neck and the other on your arm. Your bicep starts to harden under the pressure of my fingers. I point my feet and try to make strength. I feel amazing resistance from you yt
00:15 Carapro: Pushing into you as I feel your own power against my own, straining against you as we are close in size but you have a little height. Backing up a step, then again…needing to change the flow somehow I stare in your eyes and then wink. Suddenly I don’t push against you and instead pull, hoping to catch you off guard and bring you towards me, while I hold your arm tightly and spin around towards your back with it yt
00:18 Paul_Job: I start to push hard, but suddenly I don't feel your opposition anymore. I'm out of balance, you pull me by the arm. Then come behind me holding my arm in hammerlock. With my free elbow I try to fire backward shots, hoping to hit you in the side yt
00:20 Carapro: Managing to catch your back I smile, pressing my chest against you as I tug your wrist up between your shoulder blades. “Too slo-uhnn!” Wincing as your elbow fires back into my side, curling from the pointed joint as my grip falters yt
00:24 Paul_Job: I feel your breasts pressing against my shoulders. As my elbow hits your side, I feel your grip loosen. So I quickly try to pull my arm. I raise my free arm and put my hand behind your head to pull it forward. I bend slightly. As soon as your chin is over my head I daco with my ass on the mat to hit you with a jaw breaker yt
00:27 Carapro: Holding on to your wrist I gasp, trying to hold on tightly when I feel your hand come around my head. Your fingers slipping through my red hair as I bend forward with you…and then you drop down. “Ackkkkk!” My chin rattles your shoulder as I bend forward sharply, and then spring back too the canvas on my back. Stunned at the quick move as I look up at the lights holding my mouth with both hands kicking the canvas yt
00:30 Paul_Job: You fly behind me and I hear the thud of your fall into the ring. I promptly get to my feet, take a run to the side of the ring, jump to bounce my feet on the second rope. Then I jump towards you with a springboard elbow drop, trying to hit you in the chest yt
00:36 Carapro: Lying on the mat as I hold my face and stunned from the jawbreaker, I feel the rumble under me in the canvas and wait for you to come back so I can time rolling away. But you launch in the air off the ropes and I’m not prepared for that! “Uhnnnn!” My eyes widen as you crash across my breasts, flattening them under your arm as my legs kick into the air. Trying to roll away and gasping for air from the quick strike! Yt
00:39 Paul_Job: I land on you, hit your chest with my elbow. The crowd appreciated my combo and I immediately try to get the maximum from it. I grab your arm and pull you to position yourself back on the ground. Then I hook your leg with my right arm and cover you up to hope to get a quick pin yt
00:41 Carapro: Gasping for air as I roll away, but get pulled onto my back and then your weight on my chest, trying to pull in fresh lungfuls of oxygen as I hear the ref quickly slap “1!” Grr why they gotta be one of the good ones! My leg getting pulled up as my hips almost come off the mat, my thonged ass leaving the canvas. Taking a quick breath I push off my free foot on the mat and throw my shoulder up under you trying to break the count yt
00:44 Paul_Job: You move and stop counting. Mine was probably a bit too ambitious hope, but I tried. I get on my knees as soon as the referee stops counting. Then I grab your hair and stand up pulling you up with me "It was better if you stayed on the ground for three seconds" yt
00:46 Carapro: Gasping for air as I manage to break the pin, I roll onto my side as I feel you pulling my short hair to bring me up. “Huff…I just have trouble…staying down..!” Moving to my knees, and then one foot to ease the pressure in my scalp my right hand holding your wrist. But it’s more for balance as I twist my shoulder and fire a forearm at your abs in front of me! Yt
00:49 Paul_Job: While you are getting up you hit me with your forearm in the abdomen. I am forced to let go. I snort. The blow hurt me. I take two steps back, but then I take a deep breath, look at you and snap towards you to try to hit you with a clothsline between chest and neck yt
00:53 Carapro: Panting as I manage to smash into your abs, making you release me as I start to push up too my feet. I see you coming at me and drop back too a knee, ducking under your extended arm and push off my planted leg. Rushing too the ropes while you’re off the track from your quick clothesline, I bounce back and lead with my converse soles. Extending my legs as I leap up not with height, but momentum as I try to dropkick your abs and hoping you didn’t stop quick yt
00:57 Paul_Job: You duck under my arm and i can't hit you. I lose balance as you avoid my attack. I hear the noise of your boots stomping the mat and so i quickly turn. But before i can realize where you are you hit my abs with a drop kick. I double, cover my abs with both my hands and stumble back till my back hit the ropes. I wrap my arms on the top one to not fall yt
01:01 Carapro: Hitting something solid my heart picks up the pace, pushing off to land sideways and moving quickly to one knee. I look up and see you holding the top rope and take another deep breath, my chest heaving as I move to get to my feet quickly. “Hope you’re ready for a ride!” Hissing out as I rush towards you and leap up, moving to push my feet into your tummy and wrap my hands around your head. If I don’t miss my plan to fall back and launch out out to the middle of the ring with a monkey flip and the ropes help! Yt
01:06 Paul_Job: You run towards me, then you grab my head and with your feet on my abdomen you launch me like a rocket towards the center of the ring with a monkey flip. But I manage to push myself with my legs and when you throw me I rotate 360 ​​degrees and I manage to land on my feet. I am unbalanced, I stagger, but then I manage to stand up without falling. I smile and look around, the audience rejoices at my acrobatic defense. I turn around and look at you "The ramps I skate on make me fly higher". I put myself on my guard and wait for you to get up yt
01:10 Carapro: Launching you into the air I see saw back up towards the ropes and pull myself up to my feet. Hearing the crowd cheering I smile and turn to see you staggering and then balancing yourself. “Not bad…” mumbling as I stay on the ropes, using the chance to ease the ache in my chest from your elbow and catch my breath before leaving the strands. Starting to circle once again, my hands coming up as I move a little more cautious then before yt
01:12 Paul_Job: "It's my turn now" I say as I advance towards you eager to attack you immediately. I try to lift my right foot to hit you in the abdomen and get you down. Then, if I can, I immediately hook your head under my right arm to get you in side headlock yt
01:14 Carapro: Seeing you come in and hearing your words, my hands come up too clinch again but your foot leads the way. “Uhnn!” Gasping for air freshly as it digs into my tummy, my arms fold around myself as you pull my head to your side in a headlock…cursing myself for not being cautious as my hand tugs at your wrist, my other still holding my tummy as I cough yt
01:21 Paul_Job: I can get you down and headlocked. I then decide to continue with my move. I take your wrist and put your arm above my head in a suitable position to lift you in vertical suplex. But then, instead of letting you fall backwards, I take a few steps towards the ropes to drop you forward, with the abdomen on the top rope and the legs near the apron ring yt
23:09 Carapro: Holding on to your arm as you pull my wrist up over my our neck, I feel your fingers curling into the leghole of my costume and realize what you’re doing. However I can’t get the energy to block it as you lift my feet off the apron. I brace myself for the trip up and over, but instead of falling on my back you go the other way…”Uhnnfffff!” Crying out I gasp as you drop me across the top rope, feeling it sag under me as it drives the air out of my lungs. Draped over the rope like something left to dry on a clothesline as my arms and legs dangle, bouncing on the strand from the impact. Yt
23:12 Paul_Job: I settle you on the top rope with a sheet stretched out in the sun. I take a run to the side of the ring on your right, bounce my back against the ropes and give myself the momentum to quickly return to you. Finally I lift my right foot to hit the side of your head with the sole of my boot yt
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23:22 Carapro: Gasping as I hang down on the top rope, squirming trying to get off the strand and too the apron. My short red hair hangs about my face, just enough to cover my expressions as I hear the rumbling mat underneath me and the crowd cheering. I wonder what you’re going to do as I can’t move and I never see it, but only feel it. An explosion of lights and colors fill my vision as the sole of your boot slams into my head! Reeling and seeing the fireworks going off, the impact knocks me sidelong on the rope as I twist, then swing back. The rocking motion is enough to make me tumble over the rope and fall of the top strand, landing on the back of my head and shoulders as I flop to the canvas. Eyes glassed over as the inventive punt and landing leaves me dazed on the mat, my chest heaving softly for air yt
23:27 Paul_Job: My shot has had the effect I want on you. Fall to the ground inside the ring. I look towards the audience, a sadistic grin on my face. I walk up to you and grab your red hair. I try to pull you to your feet "come here I have a surprise for you ..." I move towards the ring dragging you. Then I throw you at the turnbackles so your back and shoulders slam into them yt
23:30 Carapro: Laying on the mat as I see the flashes of lights and the arena lights narrowing down to a single point, fighting to stay conscious when you pull my hair and drag me up. A soft ‘uhnn..’ my only response as I slowly move too my feet, my hands coming to your wrists as I get up, stumbling as you drag me and toss me into the corner. My arms catch the top rope merely out of reflex as my body slumps against the corner, glowing under the lights from the sweat as I almost sit on the middle turnbuckle my head hung low yt
23:32 Paul_Job: I look at you and smirk. Put my left hand on your chin and raise your head. Then i aim a chop with my right hand to your chest, exactly on your cleavage yt
23:37 Carapro: ‘Ahnnfff…’ wincing as you take my chin and raise my head, lifting it up as I arch slightly from the movement. Looking up at the lights again as my chest heaves for air and then….*THWACK!* “Uhnnnnn!” Crying out barely audible under the crack of thunder as your palm slaps the bare skin my outfit isn’t covering. My breasts shaking from the impact as you drive the air that I barely got back out of me, rocking in the corner from the impact as it sends me back onto my ass on the middle turnbuckle. Coughing I lean forward bringing my right arm up to cover myself yt
23:40 Paul_Job: "Did you like that noise?" I ask the audience. My chop on your chest rang throughout the arena. I know the blow was painful. But I want to do more. I grab the edge of your leotard on your cleavage and pull with all my might to rip it off to expose even more skins. I grab your wrist and lift my arm off your chest then raise my right hand and fire another chop yt
23:45 Carapro: I hear you call out too the crowd as I gasp for air, feeling the sting in my skin from that hard shot when you grab my outfit and yank on it. The material throttling me for a moment before it finally relents and rips down just before my navel. My breasts spill out as you pull my arm away and fire a second sharp chop. *CRACK!* “uhnnnfff!” My cry voiceless as you hit my bare skin again, the red weal getting even brighter as my bare breasts shake from the impact. My eyes clenching closed as I try to get air in my lungs as I lean forward again yt
23:49 Paul_Job: You are in trouble, of course. I take steps backwards to the opposite corner until I feel the strings with my hands. I grab the tallest ones, look at you and give myself momentum to run towards you. I go fast, then when I am a short distance away I jump, put my left foot on the second rope and lift my right knee to hit you in the chin yt
23:56 Carapro: Holding onto the top rope to get my breath back and sitting on the turnbuckle, I brace myself for another chop or a whip as the crowd is stirred into a frenzy. My bare chest heaving as my matted hair hangs about my face, I don’t hear the rumble of your boots on the mat, but feel it barely. I look up just in time to see your kneecap, and then a flash of light. Your knee hits me right under the chin and my body shoots back, arching from the impact in the corner before bouncing out and falling flat on my stomach. Sprawled out my costume wedgied between my cheeks from your destroying it as my arms lay at my sides
23:59 Paul_Job: I stop when i hit you and look at you falling on the mat. You lay next to me on your chest. I raise my finger and call my finisher. Grab your arm and roll you. I put you on your back between the corner and the center of the ring. Then i start to climb the ropet at the corner. I see you and it seems you're stunned, so i jump try to hit your chest with my Shooting STar Press yt
00:04 Carapro: Laying on the mat I start to come too when you pull my arm and roll me over onto my back. My breasts gently rising and falling from my shallow breathing as you leave me on the apron and go to the corner. The crowd cheering as my left leg barely stirs, picking up just slightly as my eyes start to register the bright lights, and then a skater boy in the air….when did he get wings? Gravity wins though as you flip and crash down on top of me, “uhnnnnffff….” A weak groan escaping my lips as my legs kick high into the air, and then fall flat on the canvas yt
00:13 Paul_Job: I crash you with my weight. I feel your breasts pressed under my chest. I flip over to you and fall back to your side. I know this is an opportunity to end the match and I want to take advantage of it. A meeting that I literally dominated throughout the second phase, is now about to have the right ending. I hook your leg and pull it to your chest, put a forearm on your neck and try a pin yt
00:16 Carapro: The impact knocks me back out as I was coming too, laying on the mat as you bounce off of me after mushrooming my breasts against your chest. I lay almost spread eagle as you pull my leg up as my ass almost comes off the apron while you bring it too my chest. A soft moan escaping my lips as you shove my neck down, unmoving and like a doll underneath you as the ref slides in and count 1…2… while the crowd cheers your acrobatics yt
00:18 Paul_Job: I feel the adrenaline inside me as the referee counts the pin. The crowd cheers because they loved my finisher. You don't move and so i really hope that i got you yt
00:20 Carapro: Still unmoving and knocked cold by the last set of moves, I stay limp under you as the ref counts 3 and rings the bell. Not hearing it as I float among the clouds in another world yt
00:21 Paul_Job: As the referee hits the 3 and then the ring bells i stand on my feet and take a run towards the corner. I climb the ropes and raise my hands. I can't contain my exultation and scream of joy for this important victory in an official OPCW show yt
00:23 Carapro: Lays flat on the mat as you let my leg fall, the crowd cheering and out cold as you celebrate, my debut less then stellar and certain I will get too watch the highlight reel in the weeks to come as my chest heaves slowly (end?)

Published: 2022-06-16, viewed 165 times.