Total Temptation Wrestling

LaceyP: As the first chords of "Sweet Home Alabama" blast through the speakers, I strut out from behind the curtain with a wicked little grin, my socked feet skipping along the cold concrete while the arena is full and the lights going crazy as I step onto the ramp and look out to the crowd. My tiny black shorts cut so high that the bottom curves of my ass cheeks flash with every swaying step, my thigh high socks clinging to my legs, and underneath, a baby blue bikini strings peek out like a naughty little secret. I throw my arms up high, My pink and black shirt rides high my perky 32B breasts bounce just enough to make the crowd go wild and cheer me on. I blow a kiss, spin once so everyone gets a full view of my ass hanging out, then hop up onto the ring apron like I own the damn place, because tonight, I do. Even though Blaze is the technical owner...whatever..semantics. I duck between the ropes, arch my back in a slow, deliberate stretch that pops my chest forward and my booty out, and lock eyes on the entrance, licking my lips as I purr into the mic, “BLAZE FREYA, baby, your ass is mine.” The ring shakes when I stomp my foot, ready to make this ring mine for good. Waiting for my opponent to make her entrance....

 

Blaze_Freya: -The whole mood changes when "Collapsing" by Demon Hunter takes over the speakers, signaling me to come out onto the stage in my all-black one-piece wrestling suit, looking my best with my makeup and hair done to perfection. My booty and boobs bounce as I take off running in my white Chuck Taylor's to the ring to slide inside and hump the mat a few times. The crowd goes wild for me, even though my recent record isn't the best, I still am a star of this company I built from the ground up. I rise to my feet and back into my corner, doing my stretches whilst waiting for the referee to check me for weapons and ring the bell-

LaceyP: I lean back against the ropes, one leg kicked up lazily behind me, watching you slide in and hump the mat like you’re trying to remind everyone who the “founder” is. She is also my tag team partner and I haven't faced her in a 1 on 1 in forever. My jaw drops as you enter in your black one piece. The second the ref starts heading toward you, I push off the ropes and saunter right into the center of the ring, hips swaying, chewing my bubblegum loud enough for the hard cameras to pick it up. Trying to get in your head but also I know I dont even want to wrestle you tonight. I blow a big pink bubble… pop it with a smirk… and flick the gum right at your boots as the ref gets between us. “Checking her for weapons?” I laugh. “Baby, the only weapon she’s got is that ego, and it’s already concussed.” I step in close, close enough the ref has to put a hand on my shoulder and I drag my eyes down your body real slow, then back up, biting my bottom lip. “Tonight, partner… I’m taking more than just your pride. I will be adding to your losing streak and then I’m taking this whole damn ring you love so much.” I drag a finger across my throat, then spin on my socked heel, skipping back to my corner with an extra little ass shake just for the front row. I hop up onto the middle turnbuckle, throw both arms up, and scream to the crowd: “WHO’S READY TO SEE BLAZE GET BURIED?!” The arena damn near explodes for me. I drop down, crack my neck, and bounce on my toes… eyes locked on you the entire time.

Blaze_Freya: -My icy blue eyes never leave you, and I hear your taunts, tilting my head at you as I'm part confused but mostly angered at your words. I adjust my suit and roll my shoulders, looking you up and down and scoffing- "I'm gonna toss you like a little ragdoll, then make you wish you never stepped foot in MY ring." -I say with confidence... then the bell rings and I come running at you to try and clothesline you back into your corner before you can even get out of it all the way-

LaceyP: The second that bell rings your forearm crashes into my chest like a wrecking ball and I’m airborne for a split second before my back slams against the turnbuckles, my tiny frame folding over the ropes with a sharp, needy gasp that turns into a breathy moan the whole arena hears. Oh GAWD my own partner jumped me at the bell! My perky tits bounce wildly under the cropped pink and black striped shirt, the impact hiking my the top up enough for my bikini top to flash everyone, and my socked feet kick straight up while my ass jiggles from the shockwave, those black shorts riding so far up one whole cheek spills out completely. I drape there limp and trembling for a heartbeat, ponytail swinging, lips parted in a perfect little “O,” chest heaving as I drag air back into my lungs, then I slide down the ropes until I’m on my knees in the corner, thighs quivering, one hand clutching my throat while the other trails slowly between my breasts. But when my eyes lift to yours, they’re pure fire and filth, and I lick my glossy lips slow and taunt, “That all you got, founder?"

Blaze_Freya: -I shake my head and glare into your eyes, grabbing two handfuls of your light blonde hair to drag you up and sling you into the middle of the ring before I reply- "I haven't even begun, "partner"... -I make sure to try and get in your head, looking down at you, running to jump up and go for a senton against your abdomen, hoping to squash your tiny frame under mine-

LaceyP: You snatch two fistfuls of my hair and yank me up to my feet so hard my scalp burns and my whole body jolts, a little whimper slipping out before I can stop it. My socked feet stumble after you as you hurl me toward the center of the ring. I hit the mat on my hands and knees, ass popped up high, shorts wedged even deeper between my cheeks so both pale globes are basically fully out now, jiggling from the impact while the crowd screams bloody murder. I barely get a chance to push up on my elbows when I see you charging me. mtc

LaceyP: Your ass slams down across my belly like a goddamn meteor and the impact folds me in half, my tiny body jackknifing under you as a HUGE breath of air explodes out of me in a broken, filthy scream moan that’s half pain, half pure ecstasy. My legs fly up, socked feet kicking toward the lights before flopping back down spread eagle, thighs trembling a bit while my back bows off the canvas so high my perky tits nearly rip free of the cropped shirt. My flat stomach caves in around your curves, ribs compressing until I swear I feel you in my spine, and the only sound I can make is this wheezing gasp that turns into a needy little whimper when you settle your full weight on me. Blonde hair sticks to my sweaty face, lips parted in a perfect “O,” eyes rolled back for a second before they flutter open, glassy and dazed, locked on yours as my whole frame shivers beneath you, barely able to suck in half a breath.

Blaze_Freya: "Now..." -I pause for a moment, sitting up next to you and looking beside me to see you in so much pain. I show a flicker of concern but shake it off quickly, focused on winning this and not showing my soft spot for you- "What was all that you were saying?" -I ask with a cold tone, getting back up and pressing the bottom of my shoe against your throat to choke you lightly, not enough pressure to put you out, though- "Because I thought you were mocking me, but that couldn't be right with you here now, under my foot practically begging for mercy already, right, eh?" -I show no mercy and start pressing down harder and harder before I finally release and walk to the ropes with my arms out wide, crowd booing me now for my display of pure dominance over you- "What!? Can't handle it? Neither can she!" -I point down at you with a chuckle, watching you carefully-

LaceyP: Your Chuck Taylor presses down on my throat and the second the rubber sole digs in, my whole body jerks, a choked, raspy gurgle spilling from my lips as my socked feet kick wildly against the mat, thighs spreading wide while my back arches hard trying to steal any scrap of air. My hands fly up to claw at your ankle, nails scraping uselessly while my face flushes pink, eyes watering and rolling back, spit bubbling at the corners of my mouth as you grind down harder, harder, until black spots dance in my vision and the only sound I can make is this pathetic, wet whimper that turns into a desperate moan the moment you finally let up. I collapse flat on my back, chest heaving like I just ran a marathon, blonde hair plastered to my sweaty cheeks, one hand clutching my crushed throat while the other slides down between my trembling tits, fingers shaking as I cough and gasp and try to drag oxygen back into my burning lungs. My shorts are completely twisted now, blue strings dangling loose, one whole ass cheek fully exposed and still twitching from the lack of air, and when you strut to the ropes bragging to the booing crowd I manage to roll onto my side, curling up in a little ball for a second, coughing hard, voice raw and broken when I finally rasp out between coughs, “F-fuck you… that’s… that’s all you got?” before forcing myself up to my knees, swaying, tears streaking my mascara, but those glassy eyes locked on you with pure defiant fire while I crawl toward the ropes, legs shaking, ready to drag myself up..

Blaze_Freya: -I watch you struggle to get up and hear your taunting, this time laughing it off and taunting you right back- "Get up, I'll end you quickly to avoid embarrassing you too much. You weak little thing..." -My voice laced with venom, stalking you like prey. Seeing you on shaky legs, I decide to really put on the pressure now and I rush at you, trying to kick the back of your right knee to make your leg buckle-

LaceyP: I have the ropes in my hand as I hear you taunting me right back. Telling me to get up and telling me you will end me quickly. I am hearing your words sting me as you deliver them in front of everyone here. We are partners and you are treating me like I am some piece of trash! I watch as you close in on me and as you go to kick me I use the ropes and catapault myself up and over your leg. As I come back down I hit the ropes and run at you hard as I bend down and look to deliver my own little version of TORN to you...

Blaze_Freya: "What the- -I miss the kick completely and stumble forward, then I spin around just in time to receive my OWN signature spear, which nearly tears me in two as my feet fly up and I crash down onto the canvas dead weight and spread eagle. The crowd goes wild with a loud roar of approval, seeing me have everything in my hands just to lose it so suddenly! My chest rises and falls but that's the only motion from me at all-

Zack_Davis: 👀

LaceyP: I stand over her, chest heaving, adrenaline crackling like live wires under my skin as I stare down at the wreckage I just created, we just, created. She’s laid out exactly the way I’ve seen her put a hundred others, back arched slightly from the impact, arms flung wide, legs dead, mouth open in that silent gasp she always forces out of her opponents right before the lights go out. Only this time it’s her, the woman who invented this move, the one who’s ended world title reigns with it, and I just turned her own finish back on her like a loaded gun. The arena is erupting, a tidal wave of noise crashing over us both, but it all narrows to this one frozen second. her chest rising and falling in shallow, desperate pulls, eyes wide and glassy, that trademark fire in them flickering like it’s not sure whether to rage or die. I can still feel the exact moment her body left the mat, the way her spine snapped back over my shoulder, the sickening thud when she landed, and now she’s just… still. Looks like she’s gone. I drop to my knees beside her, the ref dropping with me, ONE

Blaze_Freya: "ONE!" -My eyes flutter and I make a pained expression at the zooming camera, feeling so embarrassed to be pinned underneath you that it sends shockwaves through my body- "TWO!" -I throw my right shoulder up and my fans rise, cheering their heads off for the powerful kick out after one of my more painful moves. I roll over and just keep rolling until I'm on the apron, dropping down to fall on the outside floor, holding my abdomen. I'm still wincing in pain but I grab the ring skirt and pull up to one knee, growling and shaking my head whilst looking up into the ring at you, my partner, who just stole my own fucking move. I'm gonna hurt you now... I think to myself, then I push up onto my feet and slide back inside the ring to try and use the ropes now as I'm in a vulnerable spot getting up like this-

LaceyP: I see that shoulder pop up at 2 7/8ths and the whole damn building explodes like I just murdered their hero, but I’m already moving, because I know exactly what comes next, I’ve watched her tapes, I’ve taken this beating in dark hotel rooms a thousand times, and I’m not letting her get the fire back. She rolls out like a wounded animal, clutching her ribs, and the second her boots hit the floor outside I’m up, bouncing off the far ropes to build speed, by the time she’s clawing at the skirt, snarling up at me with those wild eyes that say she’s about to make me pay in blood, I’m already launched. I hit the near ropes hard, baseball slide feet first right under the bottom rope like a missile, my boots aiming for the middle of her chest.

Blaze_Freya: -Before I can even get all the way back up, much less back into the ring, you run at me full speed and my icy blues go wide! BAM! Your boots hit my chest and knock me back with a ton of force, sending me flipping up the end of the ramp! I lay there for a while before I crawl and go for the barricade, trying to use THAT to get up, with one arm on the barricade and one guarding my chest and boobs-

LaceyP: I’m already sliding out after her before she even finishes flipping ass over teakettle up the ramp, the crowd screaming like banshees because they can smell the blood in the water now, and I’m on her in two strides. She’s clawing at the barricade, trying to haul herself upright, fingers white knuckled on the metal while her ribs hitch with every desperate breath, and I don’t give her even half a second of mercy. I reach down, sink both hands deep into that sweat drenched fiery read hair, twisting hard until I feel the roots strain, and I try to yank her upright like I’m ripping her soul out through her scalp. Then I pivot, still fisting her hair like a leash, and try to hurl her face first into the barricade.

JJtheWrestler: Holy crap!

ritikoed: ouch

Blaze_Freya: -I feel a sudden burning in my scalp and you're jerking on my hair like a wild woman, pulling me the rest of the way up and as I scream at you to "GET OFF!" you don't listen at all and instead send me face-first into the barricade! I barely block some of the blow which knocks me out on impact, and I collapse at the side of it right in front of the fans who scream in horror as they were close enough to see the shot up close. Commentary notes that they've never seen Lacey so aggressive with Blaze before-

LaceyP: I keep that fistful of red hair twisted tight even after her arms go limp from the barricade shot, her body slumping like a broken doll while the front row fans shriek in my name in a mix of awe and horror, and I can practically taste the chaos I’m unleashing tonight. She’s half conscious, lips parted, and I decide right then that I’m not just beating the woman who taught me everything. I’m erasing her in front of the entire world. I drop low, slide my free hand down the sweat slick curve of her lower back, hook my fingers deep under the waistband of that skimpy black one piece she loves to taunt me in backstage, and I yank upward with everything I have. The fabric bites hard between her cheeks, the wedgie so violent her whole body jolts awake on a strangled yelp as I haul her off the floor by hair and trunks. Her hands flail for balance, and the arena detonates when they realize what I’m doing. I spin us both toward the ring, still cranking that material so deep it’s gotta feel like fire, then hurl her under the bottom rope by the seat of her own bottoms.

Blaze_Freya: -I can still feel my scalp burning when the wedgie wakes me up just enough to scream in pain. I stumble along with you until you spin us toward the ring, and my one-piece is barely hanging on as I'm sent under the bottom rope and I roll all the way into the middle of the ring before I pick my wedgie out, seeing triple of everything with my head spinning-

LaceyP: I roll in smooth and low, popping up to my full height while she’s still on all fours in the center of the ring, dazed and blinking like she’s trying to remember which one of me is real, and I start circling her slow, deliberate, a great white shark that just tasted first blood. The lights hit me perfect, sweat glistening, chest heaving, every muscle carved and alive, and I throw my arms out wide, spinning once so the entire arena can drink in the sight of the woman who just turned their untouchable goddess into a stumbling, wedgied wreck. The boos and cheers crash together into white noise, but I hear every single camera click, every phone raised, every gasp as I prowl around her, kicking her limp arm when it tries to push her up, forcing her right back down to her knees.

Blaze_Freya: -I drop back down, taking in labored breaths before I reach up to grab the waistband of your black booty shorts and yank down in a desperate attempt to distract you and throw you off, pulling them down around your ankles so that you'll have to bend down to pick them back up, and when you do, I aim a deadly Mortal Kombat-style uppercut into your face!-

ritikoed: watch out Lacey

LaceyP: I’m mid flex, arms still out like I’m soaking in the coronation, when I feel the sudden tug at my hips and my shorts rip down to my ankles in one humiliating yank, cool air hitting skin and the arena exploding into a whole new level of chaos, but before I can even snarl she’s already exploding upward like a goddamn missile. Her fist catches me flush under the chin with a crack so loud it echoes over the crowd, and my head snaps back like it’s on a hinge, spit flying in a perfect arc under the lights, my whole body going vertical for a split second before I crash to the mat flat on my back with my legs kicking straight up in the air, shorts still tangled around my ankles. I arch high, KOed like I’ve been electrocuted, eyes rolling white, tongue lolling, arms flopping lifeless to the canvas while the flashbulbs pop like gunfire and the entire building loses its collective mind watching the predator suddenly become the prey, sprawled half naked and apparently dead from the same brutal uppercut she’s finished legends with, giving her every single second she needs to capitalize while I lie there.

Blaze_Freya: -I was desperate for something, ANYTHING to land. So when that uppercut cracks against your face, I feel a rush of adrenaline but I'm still hurting all over. You've attacked my torso with my own move, my face with the steel barricade! I'm FURIOUS! Clutching my ribs with one arm and the back of my neck with the other, I stagger and fall back against the ropes, nodding my head along with the cheers and chants of "FREYA! FREYA! FREYA!" letting them bring me back to life. I see you sprawled out with your shorts down, and I could pin you like this I think, but why risk it? I walk over to you and release the back of my neck so that I can grab your sweaty blonde hair with one hand, pulling you up and forward so that you have to step out of your own shorts. I take you to the corner and try to slam you back-first against the turnbuckles so that the ropes in the corner can keep you standing for me- "You slimy little- I'm gonna fuckin' brutalize you!" -I shout in your face like a disappointed mother who doesn't want to, but has to discipline here and now-

LaceyP: My vision is still swimming from that lights out uppercut, jaw throbbing like it’s been hit by a cinderblock, but the second I feel her fist twist into my sweat soaked hair and haul me upright my body a ragdoll suddenly, She just stripped me of my shorts, leaving me completely naked from the waist down while forty thousand phones light up like a galaxy. She drags me stumbling across the ring, my legs clumsy and useless, and when she snarls that promise right in my face, half maternal, half murderous. She whips me back first into the turnbuckles so hard the ring ropes creak and the breath explodes out of me in a broken moan. The middle rope catches me right across the bare small of my back, holding me upright like an offering, arms draped over the top ropes, chest heaving, thighs trembling, completely exposed under the blazing lights while the crowd’s roar turns feral. I let my head loll to the side, eyes half lidded and glassy.

Blaze_Freya: -I'm a woman possessed at this point in the match. I have a plan, and I know precisely how to execute it. I grab the middle ropes and drive my shoulder into your abdomen to weaken you a bit, then I try to lift you on that same shoulder to place you in a seated position on the top turnbuckle- "You... stay there." -I send a slap to your face-

LaceyP: My spine is still screaming from the turnbuckle impact when she grabs the middle ropes on either side of my hips and rams her shoulder into my gut like a battering ram, all the air blasts out of me in a ragged wheeze, and I double over her instinctively, bare thighs trembling against her cheeks that are flushed with rage and exertion. Before I can suck in another breath she’s hoisting me up, my slick skin sliding over her shoulder until I’m perched high on the top turnbuckle, legs dangling, completely exposed to the entire arena while the flashbulbs strobe like a thunderstorm. The slap cracks across my cheek, sharp and stinging, snapping my head sideways and making my vision spark white for a heartbeat. The crowd’s roar becomes a single, deafening heartbeat. I sit there swaying, chest heaving, sweat dripping off me onto the mat below, one hand lazily gripping the top rope to steady myself while the other brushes the fresh welt blooming on my face. My eyes lock onto hers, half lidded and glassy...

Blaze_Freya: -I tilt my head to the side and plant and grab you by the cheeks, squishing them and licking your face from the chin, up past your lips and nose, then your forehead, getting a wild reaction from the crowd before I climb up to the middle ropes and try to get you to stand on the top as I'm stepping up there as well-

LaceyP: The second her tongue drags up my face like she’s marking territory, the switch flips, humiliation turns into white hot rocket fuel. I let her climb to the middle rope, let her think she’s about to deliver a move on me and put me into oblivion, but the moment she reaches to hook my arm and pull me upright, I explode. My hands snap to her wrist and the back of her neck, I surge to my feet on the top rope in one violent motion, legs coiled, and I rip her forward into a front facelock while the entire arena sucks in one collective breath. Before she can even register the shift, I kick off the turnbuckle and twist mid air, spinning her body like a corkscrew so we flip together in a sickening 450-degree arc. Her spear, the one she loves to use, now reborn as a top rope, spinning, naked from the waist down tornado DDT that drives the crown of her head straight into the canvas with a crack that silences the building for half a heartbeat before it detonates louder than ever. We crash in a tangled heap, her body folded unnaturally beneath mine, my bare thighs clamped around her ribs. I lick up her neck and cheek as I get of her and grabbing her one piece at the shoulders I peel it off her completely and toss it to the crowd.

Blaze_Freya: "OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!" -The crowd goes crazy and nearly blows the roof off as I'm spun and taken down with a unique variation on a tornado DDT! I land awkwardly and my lights go out once again, face buried in the canvas whilst you lick my neck and cheek like you own me now... I can only hear a faint ringing, but the rest of the arena can hear the loudest "HOLY SHIT" chant in this company's history. You get off of me and I'm limp as you strip me out of my one-piece, leaving me in nothing but a black g-string that doesn't hide much. And of course my Chuck Taylor's. My chest rises and falls with each breath I draw-

LaceyP: I rise off her like smoke off a dying fire, chest heaving, sweat dripping from my chin onto her motionless back while the “HOLY SHIT” chant shakes the rafters. She’s face down, that perfect ass barely covered by the thin black strap of her g string, and I decide right then that the queen leaves this ring wearing nothing but defeat. I drop to a knee, hook my fingers under that pathetic little string, and rip it upward first, giving the hard cameras one last vicious wedgie that makes her hips jerk even while she’s half dead, then tear the thong clean off her body with a single savage yank, the fabric snapping like a flag in a hurricane. The arena loses its mind all over again as I hold the shredded scrap overhead like a trophy before flinging it into the front row. Naked now except for those ridiculous Chuck Taylors, she’s mine to display. I roll her over with my foot, her arms flop uselessly, legs splayed wide, chest hitching with shallow breaths and nothing left to hide behind. I straddle her in reverse, planting my bare ass right on her face in the most humiliating schoolgirl pin this company has ever seen, thighs clamping her head, reaching back to hook both of her limp legs and fold her in half so her own knees frame her flushed, battered face while the ref’s hand slaps the mat ONE… TWO.....

Blaze_Freya: "Mmmff...." -Is my final sound before the referee counts, "THREE!!!" Then they signal for the bell to ring while I wiggle my feet still trapped in your humiliating reverse face sit with your bare ass and warm crotch over my face. I can't help but to breathe it in as I flail my arms wildly in a sign of ultimate defeat-

LaceyP: The bell clangs three times and the whole damn building feels like it levitates. I stay planted exactly where I am, thighs locked around her head, bare ass and crotch sealed over her face while her Chuck Taylor clad feet kick uselessly in the air like a pinned insect. I grind down once more, slow and deliberate, letting her breathe nothing but me while her arms slap the mat in frantic surrender, palms open, fingers trembling, the universal sign that the unbreakable woman just broke. Only when the ref physically tugs at my shoulder do I finally rise, dragging sweat and her dignity with me as I stand over her sprawled, naked body, arms thrown back, legs still folded, chest heaving, face flushed crimson and glistening with my scent. I throw both arms up, head tilted back, letting every camera in the place burn this image into history, me, completely bare, sweat slick, victorious. Her, stripped of every stitch and every ounce of aura, reduced to a twitching, gasping mess wearing nothing but defeat and those ridiculous sneakers. The roar is deafening, the flashbulbs never stop, and as I step over her ruined body and saunter up the ramp without looking back, I know the entire world just watched the queen die between my thighs and the crown is mine, and it’s never leaving my head again...

Blaze_Freya: -I continue my desperate but pointless struggle until you get off of me, then I roll over onto my side and curl up into a defeated mess, hearing the crowd's reaction just rubs it in even more that my partner just bested me. Naked all except my shoes and socks, I roll to the outside and immediately get handed two towels to cover up with. I take them and go up the ramp after Lacey is long gone, to the sound of some sympathy cheers and laughter, as well as catcalls that disgust me-