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19:17 Mazal: After my victory in our first match, much criticized but still valid in the league's calculations, I get to know that you have requested a rematch in the ring. As soon as I saw the match assignment I was so angry... but now I'm very happy to be able to shut you up once and for all. I enter the arena in a blaze of music and pyrotechnics. “Rock you like a Hurricane” plays at full speed while the audience turns up the volume, screaming and clapping, super excited for the match. Without rushing, I enjoy my entrance catwalk, then slide under the ropes and flex my muscles for my fans. I'm wearing dark spandex shorts, with wrestling boots and knee pads, plus a t-shirt. Once I enter the ring, I take off my t-shirt and throw it out, raising my hands in the air!

19:17 Mazal:

19:18 Mazal: So, I hang in the ring, making my way to the ropes as I await your entrance.

07:53 Sigrid: A huge pyrotechnic blast erupts from the stage and I step out through the flame and the smoke to make my way to the ring. No music playing, but a series of green flares and regular booms of the fireworks preceeds me to the ring where I hop up and duck through the ropes. Dressed for the contest tonight in a mostly sheer fishnet top, small green leopard print bottoms, and matching green fishnet stockings tucked into my knee high black leather boots. I look at you from across the ring with a stern expression, teeth tight, and ready to go.

07:53 Sigrid:

08:11 Mazal: “Damn!” I exclaim walking towards you "you sure don't make it really easy to focus on the match huh?" I smile, baring my teeth as we come chest to chest. "This will be fun... what piece of your outfit can I take home as a souvenir of the victory?" The crowd roars awaiting the sound of the bell.

08:14 Sigrid: As we step forward, I can see your gaze looking down, then back up and lingering on my nearly transparent shirt. I shake my head a little bit at the question and hop backwards onto one foot, raising the other one and kicking straight out with a thrust kick aimed right at your bare chest, "How about my boot print!"

08:22 Mazal: "Ouuugh!" you catch me off guard, without waiting for the official start of the match! Your kick hits me right in the chest and empties my lungs... I stagger backwards, until my back reaches the ropes "Always dirty and cheating, huh?" I ask with a crooked smile.

08:25 Sigrid: I smile as you stagger backwards against the ropes and I dash right after you. I can hear the bell ringing to officially start the match as close the distance and keep running to step just to your side and raise a knee as I look to try to hammer it right into your belly with your back against the ropes.

08:27 Mazal: My cockyness is immediately punished... I don't have time to finish the sentence and you're upon me like lightning! Your knee digs into my stomach and I lean forward, dazed, with a hand on my midsection.

08:30 Sigrid: I stop and flash a huge smile at the crowd as I turn, pushing my hip against your head and then the hand comes down to wrap around the neck in a side headlock. I bump my rump back against the middle rope to start me off with some momentum and try to yank you foward, two steps and then a jump to try to bring you quickly crashing down into the center of the ring with an attempted bulldog.

08:50 Mazal: You're next to me, trapping my neck in a side headlock. Instinctively I try to stretch out my arm to encircle your legs, but you're faster! With one sudden movement, you go to the ropes and bounce forward, slamming me face firsto into a hard bulldog! "Auch!" I remain on the ground in pain, trying to get on my stomach... not the start to the match I was hoping for!

08:54 Sigrid: On the mat next to you, I swivel around, spinning on my rounded bottom as I slip one arm underneath one of yours, using the leverage to roll you over onto your back where I lay across you, chest to chest and wave for the referee. I don't really expect to get the pin like this, but it's enough to make the statement.

09:05 Mazal: I feel you roll me sideways and climb on top of me. Expecting a series of blows or a small hold, I raise my hands to counterattack. As soon as you try to pin me, I look at you in the eyes and let out a little laugh. "What? Are you for real?" My hands already raised wrap around your prominent breasts "Get off me now!" with all the strength in my arms, I push you backwards just before the count of 2, then I try to get back on my feet!

09:08 Sigrid: I let out a little laugh as you shove up on my chest and I use the assisted lift to pop all the way back up to my feet, "You should have taken it, you'll be there eventually!" As you rise up as well, I start swinging kicks, bouncing from foot to foot as I flash them out to swing alternating feet at your thighs and hips while you get up.

09:21 Mazal: “Ugh, the queen of sass, ladies and gentlemen!” I scream as I stand up. With quick movements you hit my legs, but I try to resist with small groans with each blow. At a certain point, I react and block your kick in mid-air... with your foot in my hand, your leg horizontal, I look you straight in the eyes. "And now?" I ask, as I push your leg to the side to make you spin on the spot and I lunge forward, trying to slam you into the ground with a clothesline to your chest!

09:27 Sigrid: Kick! Kick! Kick! Uh-oh... I feel the kick stop short as my leg is caught and then flung to the side. I do a full turn around, coming back to face a charging Mazal and the hard clothesline high to the chest knocks me off my feet, dropping me to the canvas with a thump. "Ow!" I grit my teeth, looking up at you, and try to flip backwards in a reverse somersault to get out from underneath you.

09:43 Mazal: Admired but not surprised by your agility, which you often show off, I try to give you little space for action, reducing the distances. As soon as you jump, I'll throw myself at you, trying to return your generous knee to the stomach from earlier! "With my best wishes for a good digestion!"

09:47 Sigrid: I roll backwards, making sure that you aren't able to drop a knee or an elbow or a stomp onto me while I'm on the ground and land on one knee, then quickly stand, right into your charging body, and more importantly, your knee that slams into my belly. "Ooouph!" I double over and reach down, trying to catch your leg with my arms to keep it from dropping back to the mat.

09:50 Mazal: You lean forward and I can't help but smile. "Prepare to fly!" I scream to the audience, while I try to lower your head and force it between my legs while wrapping my arms around your chest, preparing a big ring shaker!

09:59 Sigrid: As you shove my head down, I growl and hang onto my grip on your leg. When I feel your hands wrapping around my chest from above, I drive forward, trying to slip my head to the side and yank up on your leg, trying to trip you down.

10:02 Mazal: Before my hands can join under your chest, I feel your movement that makes me lose grip on the ground! Lost my balance, I fall on my back to the canvas like a sack of potatoes "Ouuff! What the fuck..."

10:04 Sigrid: "What a dumb question! You fell down!" With your leg still in my grip, I step quickly over you, turning and twisting the leg as I start trying to wrap it around my own to put some torque onto your knee.

10:49 Mazal: “Aaaarggh!” A cry of pain escapes my mouth as you twist my knee. I try to tense my thigh and calf to keep my leg as straight as possible but you wrap it around your knee. “Fuck it!” With a swift whip, I flail my other leg to give your body a stomp trying to push you back and free me!

10:53 Sigrid: Twisting, watch for your otehr leg to come up and when it does, I step hard to the side, turning around and using both the momentum of your missed kick, and the twist in your leg, to try to roll you over onto your chest and lean back with a half Boston crab.

11:01 Mazal: My rash and sudden move backfires on me! Before I can even figure out what's happening, I find myself on my stomach, stuck in a Boston Crab! "No no no!" I try to flex my legs further to the maximum and start to rotate on the side, to try to get out of it!

11:07 Sigrid: Rolling you to your belly, I start to spread my stance to keep my baance, but I feel you not stopping, pushing hard to roll all the way through it and I curse as I lose my grip before I can really settle into the hold. "Alright.. fine!" As you roll out of the crab, I stand up and follow you, raising a foot and dropping it, trying to deliver a stomp or two to your moving body.

11:10 Mazal: “Ungh! Ungh!” Your stomps hit the back of my thigh and my hip, but luckily nowhere too sensitive. Trying to stall, I kick your ankle from the ground, then roll to the outside of the ring to catch my breath!

11:28 Sigrid: A few of the stomps land as you continue to roll away from me and I skip backwards to avoid your flailing foot when it lashes out, but it's enough time for you to continue rolling under the ropes and out of the ring. As you drop to the floor below, I turn and run away from you, dashing to the far ropes for some bounce and then coming back, running fast and I dive, between the top and middle rope, out of the ring and right at you.

11:37 Mazal: I roll out of the ring and onto my feet, panting and rubbing my legs. I'm afraid you won't give me too much time to recover... in fact I immediately see you bounce off the ropes and throw yourself at me on the outside of the ring. I could move to let you fall... but I try something more ambitious and risky! I open my arms and tense my muscles to prepare for the impact, my legs already slightly bent... instead of dodging you, I try to let your splash hit me squarely to grab you in the air. In one motion, I try to fall backwards and launch you into the barriers, using my body only as a bridge to exploit some of your kinetic energy in the momentum!

11:40 Sigrid: My dive hits, but it hits not right as at the last moment I see your arms reaching for me, your body bracing, but giving and I redirect, turning from a dive to a tumble, launched off of you and crashing into teh steel barricades surrounding the ring. I hit hard and drop, crumpling to the lightly padded floor below.

11:43 Mazal: I remain on the ground for a few seconds... the impact took my breath away, but it was certainly worse for you. Out of breath I get back on my feet and bend over you, grabbing your blonde hair. "Come on, it's not over yet..." I say for the audience. I try to get you back on your feet and put your head under my left armpit.

08:03 Sigrid: I groan on the mats outside the ring, blinking as I feel the results of my hard crash into the metal barricades and as I start to try to get up I get some assistance. My body pulled up and my head is pushed back down, tucking under your arm into a headlock that pulls me a little bit away from the barricades.

08:44 Mazal: "I see you're a little tired, a little shaken..." With my free hand I grab your panties giving you a wedgie "Maybe a little blood to the brain helps! Let’s just hope this tiny fabric doesn’t rip!" I exclaim as I try to lift you vertically and then fall backwards!

08:59 Sigrid: "Hnnnghh!" Your arm around my neck and then I can feel the pain of the painful wedgie as you use my panties to lift me up and over, suplexing me down onto the thinly padded mats outside the ring, "Aaaaugh!"

13:25 Mazal: I get up on my knees still in pain... but only to sit on your back. I try to wrap my arm around your neck, to lock you in a headlock and bend you backwards!

08:33 Sigrid: I'm down on the mats between the baricades and the ring and I groan, then feel your weight on my back, pinning me underneath you. I start to try to push up when your arm wraps around my neck, pulling my head back and arching me into the bending hold.

08:36 Mazal: On my knees, sitting on the base of your back, I begin to lift your head, putting strain on your spine! As soon as your chest rises from the ground, I decide to give the audience the small treat they deserve... with my free hand I start slapping your breasts, to make them bounce!

08:56 Sigrid: "Aaaugh!!" My head is pulled back further, lifting my chest off the floor enough to start feeling your slaps to the side of my tits, making them bounce inside the nearly transparent fishnet shirt. My hands reach, trying to block and cover up.

09:02 Mazal: "Come on, you killjoy!" I taunt you with a mellifluous voice. I try to pry your hands and continue to slap your perfect breasts "Don't you want to give those who paid for the ticket some fun?" I whisper in your ear. "Okay, whatever you want!" I sit on your back again, leaving my grip on your neck to push you forward, face down on the lightly padded floor!

09:09 Sigrid: I feel the indignity of another few half blocked slaps to my tits as the pain actually starts bringing me back around to my senses after the full body crash into the steel. And then I feel the headlock release, my body thrust back down flat on the thin mats.

09:17 Mazal: "if you want to play, then let's play!" with renewed energy, I stand up and high-five a fan in the front row, then lean over you to try to grab your hair. With a strong pull, I try to lift you up, to put your head between my legs!

09:20 Sigrid: I take a deep breath as you play to the crowd for a moment and then as I begin to push up, your fingers grab my hair again, starting to pull me up. I go with it, but even more, shoving off of the floor with hands and feet to bring my head exactly where you are trying to pull it, slamming the back of my head up between your legs.

09:26 Mazal: I'm far too focused on my contact with the audience... I pull you up by the hair, but my smile soon turns into a big O as my breath dies in my throat! OUUUUNGH The back of your neck crushes my family jewels and I'm paralyzed... with my hands on the crotch, I back up to the barricades!

09:28 Sigrid: When you back away, I come up the rest of the way, standing tall with eyes blazing at you, a rage across my face. I step forward and swing an elbow strike aimed at your chest, just before reaching for your wrist to try to pull you and whip you away from the baricades and towards the ring.

09:54 Mazal: Doubled over from the low blow, I try to use the barricades to get up, but as soon as I do, you hit me with an elbow that sends me flying backwards! "Oufff!" Grabbing my wrist, you throw me against the ring apron, I crash, falling to one knee... arms resting on the apron!

09:55 Sigrid: I follow you to the ring, coming up behind you and I grab hold of the back of your spandex shorts to try to lift up and draw that cloth tighter against your crotch while trying to 'help' you up onto the ring apron.

10:14 Mazal: “GWWWAAAH” I scream as I feel the fabric of my shorts pressed against my balls! The fabric stretches, almost on the verge of tearing! With this kind “help”, you flip me back into the ring, where I roll to the ropes and try to get back to my knees, one hand on the ropes and one on the crotch!

10:19 Sigrid: With you rolling underneath the ropes, I quickly climb up onto the apron and grab hold of the top rope. I jump up and swing my legs forward, holding onto the rope as I try to swing between the top and middle ropes feet first, aiming those feet right at you where you kneel.

10:42 Mazal: Still dazed and in pain, your dropkick hits me full on, sending me straight across the ring, belly up! Things suddenly have changed, I'm the one on the canvas now, my shorts still crooked showing the bulge!

10:47 Sigrid: Swinging through the kick, my hands on the rope help me swing up and land on my feet. I see you tumbling backwards onto the mat and I follow, running forward and leaping up to try to splash down fully on top of you, body to body.

10:55 Mazal: "Ouuuff!" your splash empties my lungs of air... the ring shakes and my body whips as soon as you bounce on me! Your breasts resting on my chest, my bulge under you... it almost seems like a pinup calendar pose!

10:57 Sigrid: After the hard landing, my hands slide up your arms, seeking your wrists to try to spread them out while my legs hoock back and under yours, looking for the grapevine to try to keep you down and pin your body to the mat underneath me.

11:05 Mazal: I'm stuck under you... I feel your arms and legs trying to block me in a dangerous hold, so I take a deep breath and try to react! With my hands I try to grab your hands... then I give a big push to the side with my legs and hips, to try to reverse the situation, with me on top of you! I hope the size difference can help me with this!

11:19 Sigrid: My hands fumble at your wrists as you fight the hold and then I feel you lurching to the side. As we roll over, I try to use the scramble to hook mylegs around yours and pull them apart with a grapevine from underneath. My hands move to your chest, pushing up.

09:43 Mazal: Finally I can turn the tables! From a dangerous situation, I suddenly find myself on top of you... I feel you pushing my chest up, my legs trying to wriggle out of the grapevine, but you hold me tight! I try to keep you firmly pressed on the floor, then I turn to the referee "Hey, look at this!"

09:46 Sigrid: My shoulders are down, even though I've got the advantage in the hold with my grapevine locked in... again. I can hear the referee dropping down and counting "One!" and visions of the last time we met race through my head. With a growl, I suddenly release my push, letting your torso drop back towards me as I lift my head and aim a headbutt right into the center of your sternum, then throw myself to the side, trying to roll us both back over.

10:01 Mazal: I smile heartily, thinking I've tricked you... a photocopy of the ending of our first match! As the referee starts counting, I yell "Faster! Faster!" But suddenly you let me go and your headbutt hits me perfectly in the solar plexus! “Ooouugh!” For a moment I almost pass out, breathless and dizzy. It feels like being run over by a truck! I open my eyes and collapse heavily on you…

10:03 Sigrid: my body twists hard, roling us back over, still hip to hip and belly to belly, onto YOUR back and I thrust my egs out in the grapevine, spreading yours wide. "Now stay there!" I start to prop myself up as I look down at you, but instead, I wrap both arms right around your head and shove your face between my tits for a tight squeeze. "Keep counting!"

10:08 Mazal: Stunned, I cough on your chest... with a quick twist of your hips you turn me onto my side, rolling me onto my back. I roll my eyes and try to focus on you, a black figure against the ceiling lights! I try to raise my arms, but you are lightning fast, and you trap my face between your firm tits! The fabric of your top rubs on my face, I can clearly feel your skin on me. "Ngghhh mpfff" I try to protest but all that comes out are muffled screams! The referee gets back on the ground, ready to count

10:12 Sigrid: With legs spread wide, I try to keep that grapevine both uncomfortable for you, and a wide base to keep you from rolling us both back over again. I squeeze tight with the smother, pressing my elbows in on the sides to hopefully get a good seal through the fishnets and I watch the referee dropping down for the, "ONE!"...

10:15 Mazal: I try to roll, move, escape from the grip with which you pin me to the ground. The fishnet rubs on my lips and nose, preventing me from breathing! I can distinctly feel the skin of your breasts and your nipples pointing straight at me! I struggle, but you blocked my legs and also my torso... the referee shouts "TWO"

10:20 Sigrid: "THREE!!!" I hear the final count and release your head, pushing my hands down on either side of it as I raise up above you and smile down. I keep the grapevine on for another moment, flexing and spreading once or twice just to reinforce the control, and the hip to hip contact.

10:21 Sigrid:

10:23 Mazal: The referee counts to three, the crowd erupts into a huge roar, chanting your name in unison. From the amplifiers comes the sound of the announcer "Ladies and gentlemen... your winner, magnificent and super strong... SIGRIIIID!"

10:26 Sigrid: With a wink and one last little jerk of my legs, I finally release the grapevine and stand up, waving to the crowd and then heading for the back.