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Anna_jay8: I emerge from behind the curtain in my red outfit: a bra, very short shorts, ankle boots, and baggy tights. Anna Jay, one of AEW's stars. I'm weigh 65kg (173 cm). I walk towards the ring, shake hands with the audience, then enter and spin around, waving and blowing kisses. After that, I head to my corner and do some stretches while waiting for the bell to ring.
Anna_jay8:
Carla_Borgia: (1'85?!)
Carla_Borgia: I step out from behind the curtain in my somewhat revealing red outfit; the entire crowd stares at me as if seeing the embodiment of temptation. Standing 1.76 meters tall and weighing 84 kg, I sway my hips as I walk toward the ring under the name Velvet Lust. I slide under the ropes and, before standing up, crawl sensually while winking and smiling at you; then I rise, slashing the air with a clawing motion and flashing a flirtatious, toothy grin at the crowd—which erupts in cheers—before heading to my corner.
Carla_Borgia: 

Anna_jay8: The bell rings, and I approach you, raising my arms to shake yours. "Let's have a fair fight, velvet."
Carla_Borgia: I smiled sweetly as I raised my arms and said, "Let's have a fair and fun fight~"... I said, licking my lips.
Anna_jay8: Without any warning, I smiled smugly and tried to throw a punch at your face.
Carla_Borgia: Because you were so overconfident, your strike wasn't as fast as you wanted; I quickly swatted it aside with one hand and reached out with the other to grab your hair firmly, aiming to yank your head down—exposing your face—and then deliver a quick headbutt.
Anna_jay8: I feel her sharp blow forcefully slam my hand aside, and before I can even register her reaction, her fingers reach into my hair and roughly pull my head down. She forces me to bend over, completely exposing my face, and in a split second, she lunges at my forehead, delivering a sudden, powerful headbutt that strikes my nose and forehead, sending a sharp, stabbing pain through me.
Carla_Borgia: I quickly let go of your hair and moved to wrap myself around you, holding you firmly as we stood in the city; I pressed my body against yours, letting you feel my breasts against your back and my warm breath against your ear, before whispering, "You look so cute in that outfit~"... Then, I immediately tried to lift you up for a powerful German Suplex!!!
Carla_Borgia: (Hi?)
Anna_jay8: Suddenly, she releases her grip on my hair, her arms wrapping tightly around me as we stand in the center of the ring. I feel the pressure of her body against my back, her hot breath close to my ear, and her whispers provocative. Before I can grasp her malicious intent, she arches back with tremendous force, lifting me off the ground and executing the devastating German Suplex. I am thrown into the air, my body plummeting violently, my back and head slamming against the hard canvas with thunderous force. My breath comes in gasps, and a muffled groan escapes me as I stagger, almost unconscious from the shock.
Anna_jay8:
Carla_Borgia: I smile as I drop to my knees and rake my hair back, striking a sexy pose for the crowd—who scream with ecstatic excitement—then I look down at you on the mat and lick my lips, standing up while urging you to rise: "Come on, darling, get up and I'll give you a reward~"... If you stand up quickly, I'll try to land a spinning heel kick to your jaw.
Carla_Borgia: 

Anna_jay8: I regain consciousness and try to get to my knees, while seething with anger at you.
Carla_Borgia: The moment you stood up quickly, I swung my raised leg around in a flash, trying to land a clean heel kick right on your jaw!!!
Anna_jay8: At the last moment, I grab your heel and pull you up completely while holding you. "Your time's up, girl," I say, then try the clothesline move, hoping to make you fall.
Carla_Borgia: BAM!! You hit me square on, knocking me onto my backside—coughing in pain as I clutch my aching chest—with your hard clothesline.
Anna_jay8: I am filled with joy after I knock you down and pin you while I shout to the referee to start the count
Anna_jay8:
Carla_Borgia: I grit my teeth and push hard to break the count, but I don't waste any time; I try to land a straight right to your jaw while saying, "That pin was a bit hot~"
Anna_jay8: I let out a loud groan the moment you hit me, forcing me to break the count while clutching my face in pain.
Carla_Borgia: You straddle my lap; I grab your hair and give it a sharp tug before stealing a deep kiss, leaving the audience stunned as it happens!
Anna_jay8: As I sat on her lap in a dominant position, I was startled by her swift movement as she yanked my hair roughly, a sudden pull that made me flinch. Taking advantage of my shock, she stole a bold and provocative kiss amidst the audience's utter astonishment and disbelief! My body recoiled slightly in surprise, and my breath caught in my throat as I glared at her, my eyes burning with anger and disgust.
Carla_Borgia: I licked my lips as I pushed you off my lap, then—with a swift movement—I spread my legs and trapped your waist in a front body-scissor hold. As you looked right at me, I grabbed your hair again and said, with a feline gaze and a seductive voice, "Don't resist the temptation~"... Immediately after, I tried to give you another deep kiss.
Anna_jay8: She grabs my hair roughly and holds my face close to hers with a provocative gaze, whispering suggestive words before trying to force another kiss. I feel a fierce anger raging inside me.
Carla_Borgia: My thighs press against your waist, the pressure gradually mounting; I break the kiss and then cradle your head, trying to bury your face between my breasts—smothering you—as I say, "Come on, don't play hard to get; I know you like this~"
Anna_jay8: I absolutely refuse to submit to this humiliating situation; and while I am struggling to breathe, I take advantage of her closeness to bite hard on her skin in the pressure area to force her to scream and loosen her sudden grip on my head.
Carla_Borgia: I arch my back, screaming in pain yet feeling a hint of pleasure; instinctively, my thighs clamp down much harder on your waist as I slightly release your head.
Anna_jay8: Gathering what little flexibility and agility I had left, instead of succumbing to the pressure, I used the arch of her back to suddenly twist my body in the opposite direction, pushing my shoulder towards her stomach to tip the table over and force her to fall beneath me onto the canvas.
Carla_Borgia: I groan in pain as all that happens, yet my legs still won't let go of you! I quickly try to grab your hair with both hands and swiftly slam my head hard against your face.
Anna_jay8: A sharp, sudden groan of pain escaped me as your violent head slammed directly into my face! Drops of blood splattered, and an indescribable burning sensation spread across my nose and forehead from the sudden impact, while your legs remained wrapped around me, clinging to me with a mad, unyielding determination. I staggered backward, utterly exhausted, my hands trembling as I struggled to regain my balance amidst the dizziness and darkness that began to cloud my vision, powerless to break free from your iron grip!
Carla_Borgia: My thighs tensed and bulged, exerting a sudden, immense pressure; then I grabbed your hair even tighter, smiled, licked the blood from your nose, and said, "Delicious..." Immediately after, I gave a flirtatious smile before delivering another devastating headbutt straight to your face!!!
Anna_jay8: The moment you utter the words, you smile maliciously, and before I can even blink, you deliver another devastating headbutt that lands right in the middle of my face! My head snaps back violently amidst the ringing in my ears, and drops of blood spurt into the air. I lose control completely and stagger, almost unconscious. Despite the brutality of the blow, I open my eyes, filled with rage and tears mingled with blood, and gather what little strength I have left to dig my nails into your arm, trying to break free from your grip at any cost.
Carla_Borgia: I scream in pain as I give one last, powerful squeeze with my thighs; I let go of your hair, only to deliver an aggressive, hard elbow strike to your jaw!!! Followed by another, and another, and another!!!
Anna_jay8: Not content with that, you continue the attack with a second, a third, and a fourth blow, without pause, amidst the roar of the crowd! My head recoils violently with each strike, and sprays of blood and sweat splatter in the air, causing me to lose control completely and collapse, staggering onto the canvas, unconscious and exhausted.
Carla_Borgia: I smiled as I pushed you aside and got to my feet as fast as I could; hands on my hips, I strutted and showed off in front of the crowd. I nudged you over with my foot, and—positioning myself right over you—I leaped up to execute my "butt crusher," aiming to smash your face with my huge ass!!!
Carla_Borgia: 

Anna_jay8: It's only seconds before you leap into the air and spin, landing with your full weight on my face in a devastating butt crusher! You land mercilessly, and I take the full force of the impact on my face and head, exhaling sharply followed by a complete gasp of breathlessness. I hit the floor even harder, my eyes wide and unmoving, while my muscles lose their last spark of tension and succumb to your weight amidst the roaring clamor of the hall.
Carla_Borgia: I reach out and gently grab your breasts as the ref jumps in and starts the count—"One!!!"... The crowd roars with excitement as I lick my lips and watch your body succumb beneath mine.
Anna_jay8: The roar of the raging crowd echoed through the hall as the referee descended swiftly, banging his fist on the canvas and announcing the start of the count: One! I lay beneath the weight of your body, my eyes fixed on the ceiling, gasping for breath. The excruciating physical pain mingled with a look of utter surrender as my body lost its last vestiges of resistance, and my breath grew shallower as the countdown to the inevitable end continued, all under the watchful gaze of the audience.
Carla_Borgia: "Two!! Three!!!" The bell rings 🔔🔔🔔!!! "The winner of the match by pinfall... VELVET LUST!!!!" I smile as I sensually toss my hair back, then stand up as the ref raises my arm in victory.
Anna_jay8: I lay sprawled on the canvas, unconscious, my body heavy with the effects of the long fight and the brutal blows, as the final bell echoed, signaling defeat: Ding! Ding! Ding! The announcer's voice boomed amidst the roar of the crowd: "The winner by pinfall... Velvet Last!" I lay motionless, my eyes fixed on the ceiling of the arena, gasping for breath. Out of the corner of my eye, I glimpsed you, smiling confidently and smugly, tossing your hair back with a delicate gesture, standing tall as the referee raised your arm high amidst the cheers of the arena and the celebratory lights shining solely on you, signaling the end of this grueling chapter of the encounter.
Carla_Borgia: After the ref raised my hand, I turned and saw you on the canvas, panting; with a sweet, flirty smile, I crouched down and offered you my hand, saying, "Need a hand, sweetheart?~" My gaze reflected both respect and attraction toward you, as I sought to help you up—or even out of the ring, if you needed it.
Anna_jay8: I slowly open my eyes, panting heavily, my whole body groaning with exhaustion and injuries. I raise my head slightly to see you smiling at me with a sweet and captivating smile, taking my hand and offering it to me in the middle of the ring, saying in your warm voice, "Need a helping hand, my dear?" Your eyes sparkle with a mixture of respect for my fierce fighting and attraction, so I smile faintly, and despite my extreme exhaustion, I raise my trembling hand to place it in yours, leaning on you to slowly rise, resting on you for a moment to catch my ragged breaths, looking at you with mutual appreciation after this grueling battle.
Carla_Borgia: I helped you up, guiding your arm behind my head while my other hand gently grasped your waist, and whispered, "I've got you, sweetheart." The crowd cheered at this display of sportsmanship, calling out our names, and—seizing the moment—I planted a playful kiss on your cheek.
Published: 9 days ago, viewed 46 times.




Amalia Torres
9 days agoback to losing again, little bitch
Anna jay8
9 days ago(In reply to this)
At least I wasn't defeated by a Moroccan prostitute