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09:31 Paul_Job: I'm tense enough, for this Hardcore I Quit match, but I have my own methods to combat tension: meditation, a herbal tea and some stretching exercises. They warn me that it's not long until my match starts. I'm speeding things up. I get ready. I put on my yellow baggy shorts, slide my black all star sneakers up to my ankles and put on my gray tank top. Then I leave my dressing room and go towards the entrance of the arena. I wait for my music to start. The intro to Fox by Millencolin starts, I go out onto the stage and smile at the audience. I start walking towards the ring as my long hair blows. I give everyone a high 5 and finally arrive at ringside. With a sprint I go up the steel steps and then enter passing between the second and third rope. The music is pressing, I climb onto the second rope in the corner and invite the audience to dance and mosh. Then with a leap I leap into the center of the ring

09:32 Paul_Job: The announcer introduces me, "173cm for 58kg, from Braies, in the Dolomites, the nature boy, here's Paul Job!" My music gradually fades away, I smile and bend down on my legs, with my hands on my knees, and wait for my opponent to enter

09:32 Paul_Job:

09:43 Natalia_Markova: It was finally time for my next OPCW match, finally finding some worthy wrestlers willing to take me on in the ring.. After what felt like a devastating first match, I've only been on the come-up ever since, and don't plan on breaking that streak now! Not even against the former Champion. I stretch my arms, waiting for the announcer to call me out when suddenly the music comes to switch. Lights dimming and only a spotlight shines down the ramp.. I explode through the doors, making my way down the ring and blowing kisses to the crowd as I bathe myself in all their chants. I climb up the apron and step through the ropes to meet my opponent in the ring..

09:44 Natalia_Markova:

09:47 Paul_Job: “What a nice round ass, perfect for kicking.” I smile, pump a fist into the palm of my hand, and crack my knuckles. Then I repeat the action with the other hand. I'm waiting for the referee to complete his routine checks and I'm excited for the start of this match that will truly be on the edge of endurance

09:52 Natalia_Markova: I frown, looking down at my body then back up at you.. Shocked "WHA? EYES UP HERE BIG BOY! Only ass getting kicked is yours!" I growl, raising my arms and preparing my guard as I step towards the center of the ring. Finishing his check in and getting ready to ring that bell..

09:57 Paul_Job: The referee, having completed the checks, gives a signal and an official rings the bell. Ding Ding Ding. The match begins. I don't want to waste time and I'm moving quickly towards you. "Let's see if Eastern women are really as strong as they say!" I reach towards you and try to put my arms around your head and elbow to catch you in a typical lock up

09:57 Paul_Job:

10:01 Natalia_Markova: "Let's see what the Champion can do!" I hear the bell and immediately move towards you.. I circle, approaching quickly but carefully.. My arms up to match your lock-up position and wait for you to move.. You reach in, trying to grapple, I immediately step back swiftly, attempting to whip my hands back and send a kick up into your gut instead..

10:04 Paul_Job: I reach forward to grab you but you run away, backing away, and then kick me in the stomach. I bend over, put my hands on my abs, and take a few steps back "You're a weak coward"

10:06 Natalia_Markova: I giggle as you fold over and get angry.. "Awww.. well then why don't you take this weak DDT!" I smirk and lunge forward towards you, grabbing your head and tugging it in to lock it around my arm before attempting to fall backwards fast and hard, smashing your face into the canvas with a DDT..

10:11 Paul_Job: You are very quick and even though you announce your next move I can't react in time. You pull my head towards you, fall onto your back and my face hits the ground. I am on my knees, but my head bounces on the mat and I remain kneeling and sitting on my calves. Stunned

10:14 Natalia_Markova:

10:17 Natalia_Markova: I quickly roll over and spring back up to my feet, your head softening most of the blow.. Standing behind your head, I kneel down to pick your shoulders up and force you into a seated position.. I slowly press my knee against your spine, then reach for each of your arms and slowly start to yank them back and behind you.. "Grrr.. How's that feel? Wanna quit? Just say it!" I taunt

10:19 Paul_Job: You pull me towards you and I sit on the mat. Then you grab my arms like they were the handlebars of a Harley Davidson. I feel your knee on my spine. It presses hard and it hurts. I stomp my feet on the ground, then I try to put the soles of my shoes on the ground to get grip and I try to push myself backwards, hoping to make you lose balance

10:22 Natalia_Markova: I growl, yanking back harder and harder with every second, thinking maybe I could put an end to the Champion quickly.. "COME ON, YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO!!" I yell as I can feel my grip starting to loosen, stabilizing myself on only one knee when you suddenly thrust your self backwards and force me back.. Losing my footing and rolling backwards.. "GAH?!"

10:31 Paul_Job: Luckily we are still at the beginning of the match and, even though I have suffered several blows, I still have energy. You lose your grip on my push and set me free. I quickly roll to the opposite side of the ring. I step under the bottom rope and exit the ring. I remain on all fours near the tarpaulin that covers the part underneath the mat

10:33 Natalia_Markova: I slap the mat, a little angry that I fell to your stupid trick as i slowly pick myself up from the canvas.. I get to my feet, looking around, only to notice that you had disappeared.. I veer my vision up and find you slipping right under the ropes and leaving the ring.. "HEY? RUNNING ALREADY?" I say, following you and running across the ring to see what was going on.. I stick my head out through the ropes to see you.. "WHERE'D YA GO?"

10:39 Paul_Job: While I'm bent under the ring, I take the opportunity to grab the lid of an aluminum bin. I hold him close to me, waiting for your move. And you do the stupidest thing you could imagine. As soon as you look out I'll raise my torso and try to hit you in the head with the aluminum cover

10:43 Natalia_Markova: Not thinking very clearly, and acting on emotions. I stick my head right through the ropes and meet a face full of aluminum.. *THWACK* A loud bang rings the ears of the crowd as my head bobs back and I windmill towards the center of the ring in a total daze before slowly falling onto my back.. "OUGGH"

10:50 Paul_Job: I hear the sound of aluminum on your face. The lid bends, it is not usable. I throw him out of the ring. Then I climb onto the ring apron and notice you falling to the floor. I stand up, with my hands on the top rope. I take a leap and push myself with both feet on the top rope. Then I fly towards you to hit you with a 450° splash, landing with my chest on yours. https://t.ly/agB3a

10:55 Natalia_Markova: In a total daze after that slam to my head.. The world was spinning in my vision.. I hunch up, trying to recalibrate and giving you all the time you need to get back up on the apron and jump, springing your self from the ropes and flying into the air before coming down and landing like a meteor onto my body.. Splashing and forcing my body jackknife on impact, crushing the wind out of me.. "OOUUGGGHH" I yell out

10:58 Paul_Job: My chest slams into yours and I bounce on your hip. The impact is devastating. The audience notices it and applauds. I crushed you with all my weight, after a 450° jump. I stay on the ground for a moment, grimace in pain and touch my chest. I too am feeling the effects of my own move. I get on my knees, then on my feet. I'll grab your hair, I have no intention of giving you a break

11:00 Natalia_Markova: Wheezing for air, you roll back up and grip my hair to immediately force me back to my feet.. Not wasting any time as you mercilessly attempt to setup for another move.. I crawl up at your command, gritting my teeth as I pant for some oxygen, trying to keep my head close to your hand to stop you from ripping at my hair... "OW OW OW!"

11:05 Paul_Job: As soon as I stand you up, I put my hands on your chest and push you, to make you take a few steps back. Then I take a run towards the ropes behind me, bounce and run towards you to try to hit you with a flying knee at the height of your chin or your chest

11:06 Paul_Job: https://i.imgur.com/3igx6Ty.gif

11:09 Natalia_Markova: You toss me towards the ropes, my adrenaline starting to build as you leave me in place to run for the ropes.. "Hm?" I wonder what you were up to when suddenly, you create some momentum from the ropes and sprint towards me.. My eyes wide, feeling total alert as I try and twist my body around and swing my leg up high into the side of your head just before you can connect your knee.. Hoping to knock you right down..

11:12 Paul_Job: I leap towards you to knee you. But you are quick and avoid my blow, moving sideways. while you move you can also counterattack. Your foot hits me in the temple while I'm still airborne. I fall disastrously onto the mat and remain lying with my arms and legs spread, on my back right in the center of the ring

11:16 Natalia_Markova: I sigh in relief, stepping back to catch my breath as I watch you land and writhe in the center of the ring.. Laid out flat like I had just knocked out.. I turn and quickly run towards the corner, trying to climb up the buckles and make my way to the top.. Facing the audience, I raise my hands to the roof, showing off and taking in their chants before squatting down, hoping to leap up into the air, flip beautifully and crash down on top of you with a moon-sault.

11:19 Paul_Job: I'm not moving. I'm lying in the center of the ring. I can see your ass from afar as you climb the ropes in the corner, but I can't figure out what's happening. After a few moments I am crushed by your weight. Your breasts hit my chest and my face. I get crushed under you on the mat. The move stuns me, my body spasms

11:21 Natalia_Markova: I land, crushing you underneath me with a massive moon-sault.. Camera's flickering after witnessing such a beautiful move.. I roll off of you, slowly picking myself up to my feet and walking towards your legs.. I bend to grab your ankles, lifting them up and yanking them over to the side to try and flip your body over..

11:32 Paul_Job: I'm dizzy, I have a bad headache, I'm breathing hard because your moonsault compressed my ribcage. I feel you grab my feet to turn around. You can do it, I don't object. But when I go with my chest on the ground I understand that something dangerous is about to happen. I try to slide forward, I reach out with one arm to try to reach the lowest rope

11:34 Natalia_Markova: I start twisting my self around your body, keeping your legs in my grip as I slowly start to take seat on your spine and begin to yank on your legs for a tight Boston Crab.. "GRR HOW'S THAT FEELIN?!" I yell, towing your body back to bend you as hard as I could while you try and reach for the ropes.. Trying to keep you locked in.

11:37 Paul_Job: I can reach the ropes. I grab the lower one with both hands, but you still lock me into a painful Boston Crab. I look at the referee and hope he intervenes. But he signals to me that there is no disqualification and it doesn't matter whether I stay near the ropes or not. At this point all I can do is scream in pain

11:38 Natalia_Markova: I keep yanking your legs back, licking my lips as you grip the ropes.. Hoping you can't pull yourself out as I continue to tow and crush that mid-section of yours with my Crab.. "COME ON PAUL! SAY IT!" I taunt..

11:40 Paul_Job: I suffer, but I don't want to lose. I grit my teeth and while I grab the rope with one hand, I try to reach your ankle with the other. They tug at your leg trying to make you lose balance "NEVER!" I scream in despair

11:41 Natalia_Markova: "COME ON~ AH WHAT THE!?" i gasp out, feeling you tug at my ankle and loosen me up again, meanwhile your other hand reaches the ropes and you pull with just enough strength to have your body drag.. Shocked at the amount of fight you were putting up after the beating you took.. I try to keep my grip tight, but find you slowly slipping from my grip.. I release your legs and step out of the hold.. "GAHH HOW?!"

11:43 Paul_Job: You release me and I immediately pull on the ring rope to drag myself under it and slide back out of the ring. I'm in trouble and need a break to recover. This time, however, I stand up and try to stagger towards the barricade so as not to be prey to your surprise attack.

11:45 Natalia_Markova: I take a second to recuperate, that hold taking a lot out of me after holding it for so long.. I growl, stamping towards you as you try and recover and reach for your waist, attempting to sneak behind you and wrap my arms tightly around your waist.. Hoping to interlock my hands.. "Grr.. where do you think you're going?"

11:50 Paul_Job: You put your hands around my waist and don't let me leave the ring. You grab me and pull me towards you, but I try to hold on to the ropes. I put my feet on the ground and try to stand up. When I'm standing upright, you're behind me, your breasts press into my back, I try a mule kick. I don't aim, but I kick blindly hoping to hit you

11:53 Natalia_Markova: I hold you tight, planting my feet firmly and spreading my legs as I prepare to pull you back into a German Suplex.. You cut me off, suddenly swinging your foot up for a mule-kick and sending it into my crotch.. "OOOGH" I yelp, eyes wide as a surge of pain shoots up my body.. Immediately unlocking your waist and stumbling back to cup my crotch.. "UGGHH.."

11:53 Natalia_Markova:

11:55 Paul_Job: I hit you and as I realize you stumbling back i taunt "Oh, you have balls!". I jump and try to put both my feet on the second ropes. Then i fly back aiming an elbow to your face

11:57 Natalia_Markova: Gritting my teeth as I whimper from your low-blow, stunned in that moment as I look up and watch as your elbow flies straight into me, bashing me right in the face.. "AUGGH" I shriek as I fly back and crash onto my back.. Winded.. "uuuggh.. *cough* "

11:57 Paul_Job: https://shorturl.at/JIiPS

11:59 Paul_Job: I hit you and then I land next to you. I'm exhausted, the match is very tough. I see you're down too. I try to slide towards you and get on my knees next to your head. I wrap my arm around your neck, lift you into a sitting position, and try to catch you in a sleeper hold

12:01 Natalia_Markova: You start wrapping your arm around my neck, locking me in tight and slowly strangling me as I flail and scream.. I grab at your forearm, trying to pry it off but it was no use.. "GAAAH LET GO!" i yell, fighting with everything I had as I try and send my elbows back into your gut behind me..

12:03 Paul_Job: You elbow me, I growl in pain, but I manage not to let go. I loosen my grip for a moment, but then I tighten again. I put one foot on the ground and try to stand up, pulling you too. I arch my back to try to lift your feet off the ground "Shall we play hangwoman's game?"

12:04 Natalia_Markova: Clenched and trying to break free, you only loosen slightly as you start to stand us both up.. Still strangled in your grip, you arch and slowly start to hoist me up from the ground.. "G-GAAAAH" I yell out, scared and starting to panic as you set up for another move..

12:05 Paul_Job: I want to choke you. Push my crotch against your ass and flex my biceps. "Are you going to quit or to die?" I roar in your ear

12:09 Natalia_Markova: "F-fuck you.." I say, a little spit flying from my mouth as I go back to shrieking in pain.. Wiggling and flailing desperately trying to power through this painful move.. "OOUGGGH"

12:12 Paul_Job: I feel like my move is causing you a lot of problems. I then decide to increase my strength and throw myself backwards onto the ground, dragging you with me. I put my back on the ground and then try to wrap my legs around your body to apply a rear naked choke

12:13 Paul_Job:

12:15 Natalia_Markova: You suddenly drop back down, if the struggle wasn't bad enough.. I was no dealing with your legs closing in on my body while you squeeze my neck in tight and lock it in with the other arm.. Your brute strength was near impossible to deal with, desperate for just one gasp of air.. I pull on your arm, trying to unlock but can't.. I attempt sending several strikes back towards the sides of your body, hoping it might do something to loosen you up.. "GGGAUHH"

12:18 Paul_Job: You hit me several times in the side. Initially I manage to resist, but your elbows start to become strong and wear me out. I loosen my grip with my legs, I put my feet on the sides of your body. Then I untie my arms. But I don't want to let you go. I try to put my hands on your chest and grab your bra, under your costume. I try to pull it to wrap it around your neck and, if I succeed, continue to strangle you.

12:20 Natalia_Markova: You hands suddenly untangle, releasing me from the choke as I take a huge sigh of relief.. My adrenaline at all time high, blood pumping as I quickly use my survival instincts to try and escape.. Your hand comes down towards my chest, feeling you try and reach inside to grip my bra.. "GAH WHAT THE FUCK!?" I yell quickly swinging my arms up behind and attempting to blindly rake your eyes.. Trying to break free before you steal my bra..

12:22 Paul_Job: I take your bra, but before I can wrap it around your neck, your hand rakes my eyes. I throw the bra away and cover my face with both my hands. "OH BITCH" i roll over the ring in pain, unable to see

12:24 Natalia_Markova: I gasp, losing my bra in the process of escaping your hold.. I clutch my breasts, positioning them to make sure there were no mishaps during the match.. then quickly lunge back towards you.. I grab your long hair and yank you hard, trying to force you up to your feet at my command.. "GRRR GET UP!" I furiously yell at you.. Hoping to take your arm spin you around, irish whipping you blindly towards the ropes..

12:27 Paul_Job: I'm forced to get up, you drag me towards you. I can't see, I put my hands on your hips. But you grab my wrist and throw me towards the ropes. I can't see, so I can't turn around. I slam my chest into the ropes and then stagger backwards towards the center of the ring

12:29 Natalia_Markova: I watch as you blindly come back towards me, your back facing me.. I lunge forward to catch your waist again, this time immediately hoisting you up and attempting to flip your body up and over me for a massive German Suplex.. Hoping to shatter your back into the canvas.. "Grrr, UP YOU GO!!"

12:29 Natalia_Markova:

12:30 Paul_Job: I step back and am stopped by your chest. Your breasts press against my back and then you wrap your arms around my body, hugging me. My feet lift off the ground and I fly backwards. My back hits the mat. I roll over and lie flat on my back

12:32 Natalia_Markova: I crash down with you, not taking nearly the same impact as I roll over and quickly crawl towards you.. I get near your arm and grip, yanking it between my legs and attempting to lock it inside, then bend it at the crook of your elbow as i try and stick you in an Armbar..

12:34 Paul_Job: I'm lying down and you grab my hand. You pull my arm between your legs. In a survival instinct I grab my wrist with my free hand to try to oppose your maneuver. I growl and use all the strength I have left

12:36 Natalia_Markova: "ahh.. would you just stay fucking put.. " I growl, desperately trying to yank it in when your free hand moves in and gives it more weight.. My strength could never match yours, but I keep trying to pull it in.. "COME ON!!!" I scream, desperate to pull it but it was immovable... Losing my breath at my attempt..

12:38 Paul_Job: I try to resist, I grit my teeth. I pull my arm so it doesn't end up in your armbar. I try to bend my elbow to push it into your crotch and hurt you, hoping that this will be enough to make you give up. I scream, I'm sweaty and tired, as well as almost blinded

12:39 Natalia_Markova: I pant, unable to get you in my armbar as you suddenly bend your elbow and strike it against my crotch.. Another low-blow, forcing me to loosen my grip as I roll over and cradle my crotch.. "AAGHH NOT AGAIN.." I yelp.. Struggling to breathe from how fast my heart was beating..

12:44 Paul_Job: You release me and I can withdraw my arm, roll to the opposite side, towards the ropes. When I hear the ropes, I hold on and stand up. I rub my eyes with my forearm. Gradually the vision clears. I'm in trouble. It's a match without disqualification, if you accepted this stipulation you should have expected some unfair shots. "Bitch! You're going to die" I whisper as I catch my breath

12:46 Natalia_Markova: Kicking my legs into the canvas, slowly trying to recover after another violating shot.. I claw the mat, trying to pull myself up with one hand, the other on my crotch.. I gulp, stumbling towards you as you start to pull yourself up.. I lunge in and use my free arm to swing it into the side of your neck.. "YOU ARE!"

12:48 Paul_Job: You walk up to me and hit me on the side of the head. I stagger sideways and end up in the corner of the ring. I must not give up and I immediately try to react with a chop to your chest

12:49 Natalia_Markova: I slam my knuckles right into your neck, but you swing back with a massive chop into my chest.. "GAAH" I yell out, a loud crack heard around the ring as I grab my chest and stumble back.. I breathe through the pain, then lunge forward again and attempt a boot into your crotch..

12:51 Paul_Job: This phase of the match became a challenge to see who hits the hardest. But after my chop it's you who hits low. Your foot hits me between the legs and crushes my balls. I moan, put my hands on my groin and double over, with my head on your chest. My face turns red

12:51 Paul_Job:

12:53 Natalia_Markova: I smash my leg right into your crotch.. dropping you almost immediately.. "Yeah.. doesn't feel so good, does it?" I taunt, letting your face fall between my breasts as I reach for your shorts and attempt to yank them, using the last of my strength to try and hoist your weight up and over me for a snap suplex..

12:55 Paul_Job: You grab my shorts and quickly fly me behind you. I land in an eagle position with wings open in the center of the ring. I'm exhausted and feel deprived of all strength after the blow to the balls

12:58 Natalia_Markova: I hustle, burnt out of this match and decide to give this last my all.. Making sure you couldn't break free this time.. I turn around and quickly walk to your side and flop you over onto your stomach.. I hop up and straddle your back, reaching for only one leg and lifting it to yank it back for a single-legged Boston Crab.. My ass on your spine as I bend, my free hand reaches down through the leg-hole of your shorts and I find your testicles.. "OO, LOOK WHAT I FOUND!" I taunt as I suddenly grip your balls and squeeze tight while I tow on your leg..

13:01 Paul_Job: I easily turn over with my stomach on the mat and grab my leg. You bend my back with the Boston crab. Initially I manage to resist the hold and think about how to free myself, but when you put your hand in my shorts and start squeezing my balls I scream desperately. My screams echo throughout the arena. I try to grab your wrist, but I can't reach it

13:02 Natalia_Markova: "SAY IT MOTHERFUCKER!" I scream, spitting up as I yell, using the last bit of energy in my body to crush your balls in my grip, while still applying a tight Boston Crab.. A hold I'd never thought I'd use but coming in handy this time.. "SAY IT!!"

13:05 Paul_Job: Your hand is in my shorts. Squeeze my testicles. I scream in pain, I can't move a muscle. I have tears in my eyes and desperately scream "I QUIT I QUIT"

13:06 Natalia_Markova: I wanted to keep squeezing, just to teach you a lesson but I was drained.. The sound of that bell, almost like I had just climaxed after hearing it finally ring.. I release your legs, flopping over and rolling nearby you.. Staring up at the sky as the ref walks in to help me up.. Heaving for air..

13:08 Paul_Job: As soon as you leave me I lie on my side, with my hands between my legs. I moan in pain, I have hiccups. I can't believe I lost with a move like that from my opponent. The audience cheers, while I moan, frustrated and in pain. My whole body hurts

13:09 Natalia_Markova: Helped up to my feet, barely keeping myself stable as he raises my arm.. A smile slowly painting on my face as the audience goes wild.. Cheers and confetti blowing from every corner as I limp towards the ropes with the ref, my arm across his shoulder, making our exit to leave Paul in the dust.. "Get some ice on those Paul Jobber!"

13:11 Paul_Job: I look at you and hear your taunt. I don't reply by words, but I just show you mi middle finger. I feel frustrated for the humiliating loss