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09:14 Natalia_Markova: I enter the stadium, strut down the ring wearing my signature black and gold one piece while I blow kisses out into the crowd. I climb up the ring, showing off and bathing in the love from the audience.. A devious little smile painted on my face as I start to slowly diva step over the ropes.. I wait inside, enjoying the spotlight for the time being before looking out towards the entrance doors and waiting to see what was going to come out and take me on.

09:14 Natalia_Markova:

09:20 Mazal: I observe the scene from behind the backstage. The roar of the audience can be heard throughout the arena... I hope to have such a warm welcome, but it will be difficult to replicate it! After a few seconds, the lights dim and then come back on with a blaze of small fires, when "Rock you Like a Hurricane" starts and I enter running into the scene. With long strides, I go down the aisle giving high fives to my fans, running a couple of laps around the ring to greet as many people as possible. I know I am equally hated and loved. I'm wearing my usual match gear, a pair of black leather shorts and dark boots, plus a white t-shirt. I enter the ring under the ropes and pose in front of you. I take off the t-shirt and throw it into the audience, tensing my muscles and showing the difference in size. Will it be enough to intimidate you?

09:20 Mazal:

09:24 Natalia_Markova: I raise an eyebrow, watching as you enter.. The audience loving you, the stadium vibrating from the roars coming out of the seats.. I crack my knuckles, stepping towards the center of the ring fearlessly.. With no ref in sight, the match is announced.. No holds barred, anything goes.. I eye you up and down, analyzing you for a moment before locking my eyes onto yours and hunching over into a proper wrestling stance.. I wait for the bell to ring, then slowly start to raise my arms, wiggling my fingers and preparing to invite you for a lock-up…

09:32 Mazal: The atmosphere is incredible, the crowd cheers and makes sure to fill the arena with yells. The adrenaline flows through my veins, I can feel it pumping at a thousand miles an hour! Our eyes meet and never leave each other again. It may be the make-up, it may be the deep color of your eyes, but that look has something magnetic about it... the gong picks me up, bringing me back to reality! You offer me a lock-up, I can't help but accept it. Our arms intertwine and I start using the difference in height and weight to push you back... while I keep an eye on your legs. I have a clear idea of ​​what kind of match it will be, and I don't intend to be surprised right from the start!

09:40 Natalia_Markova: You come in fast, grabbing my hands and immediately starting to push back.. using your body weight to try and give yourself an advantage.. With that in mind, I know exactly what kind of match this was, and I was going to take advantage of that right away.. As you control the grapple, I quickly swing my knee up and attempt to smash it between your legs..

09:44 Mazal: It's not my first dance, years and years of fighting without rules have taught me a few tricks... While I push you inexorably towards the ropes, I keep an eye on the greatest danger! You are very quick to raise your knee, but in response I raise mine, blocking your blow with my thigh. “Really? Falling for that after a few seconds?” I smirk. The blow makes me lose a little stability on the hit leg... so I try to give a strong jerk of my arms towards the side, to launch you horizontally!

09:48 Natalia_Markova: I swing my knee up, but it lands into your meaty thigh.. Not doing enough for me as you still had the leverage and control in this lock up.. I gulp as you taunt me, then immediately jerk me over and toss me over.. I flip and crash, smashing onto the canvas and rolling away from the recoil. "OUGGHH"

09:52 Mazal: I throw you aside like a small twig... making the mat jump with a thud! Following you step by step, I make a short run towards the nearest ropes, bounce back and after a couple of steps I jump... the audience holds their breath while I'm in the air, trying to crush your stomach and chest with a heavy legdrop!

09:55 Natalia_Markova: I stare up, trying to rub my back after that drop.. I could sense your shadow near me as you sprint to the ropes, using them as momentum before leaping and attempting to drop on top of me with a leg-drop.. I hunch my neck up to get a good look of where you were at before throwing my body over and rolling to the side to try and dodge your legdrop, hoping you'll smash ass-first into the canvas..

09:58 Mazal: Out of the corner of my eye I see you raise your head... but now I'm in the running! I jump and you roll away, I can only try to brace myself for the impact. My tailbone hits the canvas first, making the whole ring vibrate with my weight! “Ouch!” I let out a muffled groan, trying to minimize it. I turn on my knees to stand, a hand massaging right below my back...

10:00 Natalia_Markova: I scramble up to my feet as you land, trying to take advantage of your position as you crush your tailbone upon dropping.. I walk around you, trying to stand behind your back as I step over your arms and start to slowly wrap my thighs around your head.. Then quickly, I try and throw my body over, flipping me into a push-up position and flipping you over face-down and ass up.. I lift my legs up, then thrust them down, trying to smash your face into the canvas once, then again, then again, then again with a head-scissors slam..

10:02 Natalia_Markova:

10:07 Mazal: I'm starting to kneel to get up, but you're faster! With a jerk, you first block my head between your legs, then you manage to turn around with a thrust of your hips, in a push-up position! The audience applauds and laughs, a painful and humiliating position at the same time, for me! In addiction, this is totally a new move for me, nothing I’ve ever seen before! With horror I understand your intentions, I only have time to put my hands forward enough to cushion the second push-up, even if the first one leaves me a little stunned! Growling like a dog, I put my hands on the ground and keep my muscles tense, to block your further attempts... at the same time, I try to shift my weight to make you fall to the side and therefore have my hands free to fight against your headscissor!

10:09 Natalia_Markova: *SLAM* "HOW DOES" *SLAM* "IT FEEL?!" *SLAM* *SLAM* I keep slamming your face into the canvas, each time getting weaker as you start to cushion the blow.. Using that body weight advantage again, I could feel you try and twist your body over, almost forcing me to fall to the side.. Scared to get caught, I open my legs and release the scissor, trying to crawl away quickly and stand back up out of panic..

10:16 Mazal: You let go of me and I fall to the floor, forearms resting on the mat as my body rises and falls rhythmically, breathing. I feel a metallic taste in my mouth, the blows on my face must have left their mark... the feeling of danger gives me energy, I live for these emotions. I get up and look at you from above "Is this all you have?" I approach slowly, step by step... "Come here, I don't bite... usually!" As soon as we are close, I try to feint some blows, extending my arms right and left... I feel the audience hot, so I lunge forward to try to grab your left wrist with my right hand, pulling you towards me! If it's a success, I'll try to raise my left arm for a guillotine clothesline!

10:17 Mazal:

09:30 Natalia_Markova: I scramble up to my feet after that vicious roll, winding me a little as I stand and approach you again.. You were coming in slow, but I don't wanna waste time. I run right up at you trying to grab at you when suddenly you feint some fists, trying to smack me in the face with those knuckles.. I manage to dodge most of your attacks until you decide to reach and grab my left wrist out of nowhere.. My eyes wide as you yank me in before ramming your arm into my collarbone and sending me smashing onto the canvas.. I land, totally winded.. "OUGGH"

09:34 Mazal: I can feel the vibration of the blow coming up from my arm to the rest of the body! You’re slammed into the canvas with a thud and I’m not here to waste time! Still aware of what happened last time, I decide not to go for a leg drop again… instead, I try to exploit your moment of astonishment. I bend over you and pull your arm, forcing you to sit. With a small run-up, I reach the ropes and bounce back, jumping and trying to deliver a low drop kick to your chest!

09:44 Natalia_Markova: Trying to recover, you waste no time and think twice before making your next move.. Making sure not to fall victim to the same leg drop reversal as last time, you instead reach for my arm and yank me up.. Sitting me right back up as I look forward and watch you bounce from the ropes and charge towards me.. You hop and thrust your legs forward, smashing the soles of your heels into my breasts as my body goes flying back, rolling over and over and over til I hit the ropes.. "OOGGHH"

09:48 Mazal: My heels dig deep into the flesh of your breasts, pushing you almost out of the ring! A big part of the crowd begins to whistle me, but I’m used to play this role… and I raise a hand to the ear, as if I could hear them! Following you to the ropes, I try to roll you chest down and force your neck on the lower rope, raising the sole of my wrestling boot over the back of your neck!

09:55 Natalia_Markova: I land like a pretzel against the ropes, trying to unroll and catch some wind after that devastating dropkick. I get on all fours before you finally get to me and quickly yank my head through the lower rope, letting my neck rest against it before you drop your foot over the back of my neck. Pressing me and strangling me against the ropes.. "G-GGGUHH* My eyes wide, choking and gagging as I flail like a fish out of water…

10:00 Mazal: I take a breather, taking advantage of the clear advantage. With both hands, I hold onto the top rope, applying pressure and enjoying every sigh and gag! “How is it going down there?” I taunt. Every now and then I release the pressure... only to put strength back into my leg and push you back down a few moments later! Finally, I decide to remove my foot and prepare for the next move, taking a few steps back....

10:05 Natalia_Markova: My head bouncing against the rope as I choke up, turning bright red with drool falling from my lips as I struggle.. My hands trying desperately to pry the rope away but my only escape was you finally letting your foot up.. My body winds back and I lay flat onto the canvas.. My hands gripping my throat trying to ease that strain as I cough up in pain..

10:08 Mazal: I walk to you, your face red as a tomato, in contrast to your blond bright hair. “Come on, get up. We’re not done yet!” I shout, yanking your hair and pulling them to force you back on your feet!

10:09 Natalia_Markova: You tug on my hair, forcing me to roll over onto all fours as I slowly start to get up at your command before you rip out my hair.. As I start to get up, using my position under you.. I quickly crawl forward to get my body between your legs, then immediately spring my body up to try and scoop you over me and flip you for a mini back body drop onto the canvas..

10:17 Mazal: I have your hair in my hand, I think the situation is under control while I slowly get you back on your feet. Suddenly, with a little jerk you slide between my legs! With one quick movement you hit me, pushing my back against the canvas… the whole ring shakes! Your push hits the inside of my thighs, grazing my jewels and making me very afraid... surprised, I crawl backwards until my back is in the corner, where I grab the ropes to try to get up!

10:20 Natalia_Markova: I turn over, using the adrenaline to my advantage and springing up to my feet to run up behind you.. As you reach the ropes, I quickly reach down to grab the back of your thigh, the other wrapping around your waist as I help pick you up and attempt to hoist you into the air, attempting to lift you just above the top rope and dropping you down onto it as your legs split apart..

10:25 Mazal: I gave a small push to stand up, but combined with your attempt, you get to lift me over the top rope! Not bad for a girl almost half my size… very bad for me that I fall legs spread over the turnbuckle! “OOOUUGG!” My eyes widen and the mouth forms a big “O” as I land there! Without anything to hold me up, I fall backwards, head down in a tree of woe position!

10:25 Mazal:

10:26 Natalia_Markova: I step back, just taking a moment to breathe as you hang there helplessly.. Letting you stare at me from below as I start to paint a devilish little smile across my face.. I wind my foot back and start slamming my boot into your gut, once then again, then again, then again.. Making your body bounce against the corner as I crush your gut.. "How's it hanging? hahhahah"

10:30 Mazal: I’m helpless… I can only take a look at your face, where I see and evil grin appear. Nothing good on the horizon, definitely not. You begin to ram your boot into my guts, stomping my stomach, liver, abs mercilessly! At each blow, I grunt and the corner trembles… until my legs give in and I fall to the ground unceremoniously!

10:31 Natalia_Markova: You flop down, face first into the canvas after those crushing kicks to the gut.. But I wasn't done yet, and had one more kick in store for you.. I step back to stand near your legs and reach down, picking them up by the ankles as I raise your lower body up from the ground and let your crotch lift just enough for me to wind my leg back and attempt to snap it up into your groin for a vicious low-blow.

10:37 Mazal: Given the perilous position, my only positive thought was that I had avoided the most dangerous stomp... Falling from the corner, I remain on the ground breathing heavily from the blows received, my abdomen is full of blows and dark bruises. Instead, as if you read my mind, I feel you grab my legs, opening them and without too much ceremony, your foot crushes everything in its path! This time my scream fills the arena, strangled by the lack of air in my lungs! Both hands drop to protect the crotch, while I flail like a fish out of water! With the strength I have left, I try to roll out of the ring...

10:45 Natalia_Markova: I laugh out loud, watching you flail and roll around in pain holding your crotch in pain.. Wanting to capitalize on you as you suddenly try and leave the ring.. I run forward trying to catch you, diving forward to grab you before you roll out but react too slowly as you drop out... I slowly climb back up to my feet, hanging my head over the ropes to look down the outside of the ring.. "WHERE ARE YOU RUNNING?! HUH!?"

10:49 Mazal: Even if I wanted to respond, no words come out of my mouth… the pain from down there is intense, one hand keeps massaging the spot. Crawling to the barriers, I use the other hand to help me stand. With my back on the barrier, I get back up and show you the finger instead of answering your taunts. After a few seconds, I leave the spot and begin to walk around the ring… my eyes always stuck on you.

10:51 Natalia_Markova: "Grrr.. You can't RUN from ME!!" I say, playing to your silly games and sliding underneath the ropes to leave the ring and follow you outside.. I run up towards you, chasing you around the ring and trying to catch you to take this match back inside.. "COME HERE!"

10:56 Mazal: Second after second, I’m always soothing the pain away, but I do not show it. As you get out and approach me, I still play as if I could partially move, a hand on my crotch. But as you’re near enough, I lunge forward with a kick to your guts, trying to stun you for a moment!

11:00 Natalia_Markova: I catch up to you quick as you were still recovering from the low-blow, not watching my guard as you lunge forward suddenly and send a kick right into my guts.. "OOGGH" I yell out, immediately stumbling back and double right over.. Knees ready to buckle as I grab my stomach in pain..

11:03 Mazal: “Hey, who’s running away now? Get back here!” Immediately, I have to capitalize the moment… I get before you and my hands lift you from the back of your thighs. I begin to run and try to crush your body agains the outside of the steel corner in the ring!

11:05 Natalia_Markova: You quickly run up to me while I'm stunned from that gut busting kick.. You quickly grip my glutes and lift, ramming me and crushing my spine against the steel turnbuckle of the ring.. "AAUGGH" I yelp out in pain from the sudden shock of damage hitting my back as the steel rams right between my shoulder blades.

11:12 Mazal: The metallic sound echoes in the arena as I slam your under the steel pole! You shout right into my ears, but I’m not getting moved by that. “Ready to scream again?” I’ve still got a good grab on your thighs and ass, so I simply turn and drop you down on the cold floor in a devastating Spine buster!

11:12 Mazal:

11:14 Natalia_Markova: Still stuck in your grip as I whine in agony, stunned from that shattering pain in my back as you twist around towards the concrete and drop down viciously.. Letting me fall and smash spine first into the cold hard ground.. "UGGGHH" I yell out, my back arching as I reach for it in pain, barely able to move as it felt like you had just broken my back in half.. "AGGHH"

11:18 Mazal: I slam you down while the crowd hold its breath. On my knees, I savor the taste of your pain second by second. “Don’t worry, it’ll be over soon. In the backstage they have a lot of painkillers for brats and losers like you…” But the pinfall is only legal in the ring, so after a few moments where I regain my breath, I drag you back to the apron. Holding your wrist, I force you up, enjoying the pain I can read on your face, and throw you back into the ring. Then I slide in too.

11:19 Natalia_Markova: Stumbling and wobbling on my feet as the only thing holding me up was your grip as you taunt me before suddenly gripping my wrist and throwing me inside. My body rolling right through the bottom rope, sliding right back into the ring as I slowly try to claw myself up.. Gasping for air, my back still on fire..

11:21 Mazal: I was planning to go for a pinfall, but you’re already trying to stand. “How?” I think to myself… but instead of asking, I get before you and try to force your head right between my legs, in a standing headscissor position, preparing my finisher…

11:24 Natalia_Markova: Trying to get to my feet but you were already ahead of the curve, grabbing my head and yanking me in between your legs.. My hands holding onto the back of your knees as you keep me bent right over, head squeezed between your thighs.. "N-no.. no..." I whimper quietly..

11:24 Natalia_Markova:

11:27 Mazal: “I’ve never heard a Russian beg for me…” I whisper to you while I lace my arms around your midsection “It feels kinda nice.” And after saying that, I lift you in the air, sitting on my shoulders in a powerbomb position, hoisting you in the air to please the crowd!

11:29 Natalia_Markova: I flip right up, swinging me up onto your shoulders as my hands latch onto your head.. "AAAAGGHH!!! NOOOOO!" I scream out, trying to bash little fists into your head but the shock and trying to keep myself balanced was making it almost near impossible.. "NOOOOO PLEASE!! WAIT!!"

11:32 Mazal: Walking around the ring, bringing your around in parade is fun, but it’s better not to play with fire… as soon as I reach the middle of the ring, I drop you down with a big shaker, almost forcing you through the mat! The powerbomb’s delivered between the shouts of the crowd!

11:32 Mazal:

11:35 Natalia_Markova: You hold me up, not wasting much time as you suddenly drop down, smashing my back into the canvas with a massive powerbomb, coming down like a meteor from your high stature.. The entire ring shaking, audience on their feet to see the impact as my body physically bounces from the canvas after that drop.. "AAGGGHHHH.. " I gasp out, laid flat out and barely able to move..

11:39 Mazal: “Poor thing… let me help you and your sufferings” I say to your face. Wanting to pin you in the most humiliating way possible, I sit on your face, my leather shorts rubbing all over it. Facing your legs, I bend forward and grab them, lifting them in the air to begin the count!

11:39 Mazal: 1

11:42 Natalia_Markova: You take a seat on my face, pinning me with my own signature pin as you rub your shorts in and smother me before lifting my legs and hooking them up to pin me.. "2...!" I panic, but my body was battered.. Struggling to even move from this position as you choke me out underneath you.. My yells muffled into your shorts..

11:46 Mazal: My huge weight (compared to yours) and the battering I gave to your spine make impossible for you to even move from that position! The crowd cheers along the count, shouting at each number. “AAAAND… THREEEEE!” There’s an explosion of lights as the bell rings again, my theme music playing loud from the amplifiers! I give one last good rub on your lips, then let your legs go and stand up!

11:50 Natalia_Markova: Desperate for just a breath of fresh air as you continue to smother me more and more.. The lights come on, music blasting as the bell rings to end the match.. You humiliate me for a little longer, letting me rub against your shorts for good measure as you release.. My legs flop down, my head tilting to the side as I cough up and try to spit out the taste of those shorts.. Rolling and balling myself up in the middle of the ring.. "uggggh.." groaning and disappointed in myself..

11:53 Mazal: I throw my hands in the air, parading around the ring. Half of the crowd is applauding, the other half is booing… I crave their support too. Looking at you while you’re down, there’s still something I owe you. “Did you think it would be that easy?” I grab your anckles and try to drag you towards the corner.

11:55 Natalia_Markova: "hm?" I feel something suddenly grip my ankles, my back slipping against the canvas towards the corner.. "huh?!" I hunch up to notice you dragging me across the ring. "w-what are you doing?!?!" I say, panicing and sweating but too weak to stop you.. Unsure of what was coming..

12:02 Mazal: “They say you reap what you saw” I hiss with my own devilish smile as we reach the corner. I slide out of the ring and grab your anckles. “Ready? As if it was important…” Out of nowhere, I plant my foot on the steel pole, then put my weight back, pulling your spread legs with full force against the corner!

12:04 Natalia_Markova: My legs spread open against the corner as you slowly tug me closer and closer.. My head bent up to watch as that was all I could do.. "N-NO NO NO NO! DON'T YOU FUCKING DA~" I scream when suddenly you yank, using your foot for more leverage as I slide and smash my crotch right into the cold steel of the corner.. Eyes wide as my back arches right up to reach for my crotch as I yelp like a puppy in pain.. "OOUGGGGGHHHHH??!??!"

12:08 Mazal: Your shout gives me chills and I begin to laugh. “Does it hurt?” I ask viciously, pulling even more before finally letting your legs go. “Think twice next time, you Russian doll” and after saying that I slowly head to the backstage.

12:09 Natalia_Markova: "UGGGGHH YES YES YES" I scream out, grabbing the ropes trying to pull myself as you finally release me of the torture.. I pull back, getting some distance from the corner as I roll to my side and ball up, hands down between my thighs as I weep in the ring.. Feeling crushed..