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06-11-2001, 11:02
Felicia "Succubus" Crowley vs. Terri Gold
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The commercial ends, end the camera shows Justine Hutchinson and Albert Hall, commentators for the next match.
Albert : Hello everybody. Tonight once again promises to be a good night, with no less then twelve matches scheduled. Most of my favourites see some action tonight, and one of them is up next. Felicia "Succubus" Crowley will be facing Terri Gold in a match that has been given extra heat by the clause the two of them made over the outcome. Apparently, from what I've heard, the loser will have to serve the winner as a valet, though the details of the deal are known only by both wrestlers concerned and by Niels.
Justine : Terri Gold is looking for her first win in this league while Crowley is coming off a hard fought win against Ginny McKay last week. It remains to be seen if she'll be completely recovered from that.
Albert : Off course she will be. She's the Succubus. She gorgeous and she's good.
Justine (voice dripping with sarcasm) : Jee, I wonder who would be your favourite for tonight ?
Already, Terri’s music comes on and she walks through the entrance, her eyes focused on the ring. Concentration visible on her face, she doesn't acknowledge the fans near the entrance ramp, stepping up the steel stairs, through the middle and top ropes into the ring. Terri goes to a corner and flexes her biceps to the audience before going to the middle and repeating with even more poses.
Justine : Well, Terri Gold looks focused, and she really has a strong physique. Look at those muscles. With the exeption of Buffer Simmons, this most be the strongest woman in the league.
Albert : Well, she's just not my kind of wrestler.
Justine : Meaning she's not a bleached bimbo with implants and without a shred of skill.
"You Suck" by Consolidated starts up on the soundsystem, while the videowall shows footage of Felicia Crowley in various dominant poses, interspersed with the silhouette of a well proportioned woman with batwings. The Succubus walks out of the back till the top of the ramp, wearing a black leather onepiece, with abdominal cut-out, black wrestling boots and her costumary lewd smile. She is flanked on both side by the rookie tagteam Sindee and Cate who are wearing there black wrestling costumes. Once there, Felicia motions for a microphone.
Felicia : Terri Gold. Tonight, ya're gonna leave the ring as my property. Ya think yar strong, and I don't doubt ya are, but yar musle is no match for the Succubus. Naw, as ya can see, I have here with me Sindee and Cate, the two most talented rookies in this league. Don't ya worry yar empty head about their presence, they're not here for yarself. I'm the Succubus. I fight my own fights, and I need no help for that. No, the reason I've asked them to watch my back is the so-called Alliance around Jeanette Landsdale. They're a bunch of cheaters and gangbangers, and I wouldn't put it beyond them to try a cheap shot on me tonight, especially that Elise Demure who has to face me in two weeks and showed us this week that her little girl act was just that, an act. Sindee, Cate, would ya two please cover the ramp so that nobody comes out ?
The two darkhaired wrestlers nod, smiling. Inside the ring, Terri Gold appears livid with anger at Felicia's slight, but the crowd eats her tough talk like cake, cheering wildly.
Justine : I can't believe Crowley actually has the gal to call Jeanette Landsdale a cheater. Talk about twisting a situation around.
Albert : Well, there was interference during her title match, don't forget that.
Justine (almost choking on her Wildcat soda) : She got jumped by the Andersons ! She had nothing to do with the interference. But well, I believe Felicia when she says her newfound allies won't interfere. Crowley is just way too arrogant to think she might need help.
Albert : She won't.
The Succubus takes her time going to the ring, falling into her usual routine : selecting a male fan for the crotch rub, another for the short breast smother, and a woman for the french kiss.
Justine : Oh please, we've seen this all before. This is getting boring.
Albert : Not to the fans selected there, it isn't. Do you know demand for rampside seats is at an alltime high on nights Felicia fights ? She's giving them something to dream about : the chance that they might be the ones selected. A wily professional, that one.
Justine : Well, I can't deny that, no matter how distastefull I personally find it.
Albert : Come on, you're just jealous she doesn't kiss you.
Justine (clearly revolted by the idea) : Yikes !
As the blackclad trio comes ringside, Sindee and Cate take position near the ramp, staying away from the actual perimeter. Felicia rolls into the ring, going to the corner to greet the fans. Before she can climb the cornerpost however, Terri Gold moves, nailing the Succubus with a spear to the spine. The blonde is completely surprised by the early attack, slamming to the canvas hard.
Albert : Hey, Terri Gold is cheating.
Justine : Really, I hadn't noticed. The referee seems confused, but he calls for the bell. Now we're officially underway, and Crowley seems in trouble.
Terri Gold drops her knee into the small of Felicia's back, then pulls back on her head, putting on a chinlock, while still grinding her knee into the blonde's spine.
Justine : A great show of strength, but it's a bit early for submission moves and Felicia is next to the ropes. There, she grabs the bottom one, and the referee orders the break.
Albert : But Gold isn't letting go. Come on ref, break them up.
Terri Gold holds the move till the last possible moment before releasing. Felicia rolls her head, to ease the muscles in her neck, and rises. She rises faster then expected, as Terri pulls her up, whipping her into the ropes and catches her on the rebound with a clothesline that makes Felicia do a somersault in the air, landing hard on her front. Before she can recover, Terri executes a legdrop, again aimed at her lower back.
Justine : Good work by Terri Gold, targetting the same area.
The darkhaired wrestler gets up fast, going for another legdrop. That connects with the mat, as the blonde rolls out of the way, lightning fast. She once runs her hand over the small of her back while she rises, then faces Terri Gold, a taunting smile on her face. The slightly smaller brunette appears amazed and angered at Felicia's unphased attitude.
Locking up, they struggle for leverage. Not surprisingly, Terri's great power forces Felicia back- and downwards. Which is exactly her game plan. Holding on to Terri's arms, she pulls back, bringing her feet into her opponents stomach, flipping Gold over her. The brunette lands hard on her back, then her eyes widden as Felicia, who used her movement to get into a handstand, drops onto her, knees leading the way towards Terri's stomach. Even her welltrained abs can't protect her completely, and a pained gasp escapes her mouth, sending a new viscious smile over the blonde's face. Gliding her legs to each side of Terri's hard body, Felicia straddles her, blowing a kiss at the former fitness champion. Using her superior position, the Succubus starts raining punches into Terri's face.
Justine : Closed fists ! Why isn't the referee doing anything ? But I'm not sure that's a smart thing for Crowley to do. You don't want into a brawl with Terri Gold.
Well, apparently, that is exactly what the Succubus wants. She didn't bother to pin her opponent's arms, so Terri Gold can retaliate with punches of her own, though her superior strength is offset by less leverage and a far harder angle. To strike Felicia's face, she has to punch almost upwards, and reaching her stomach is awkward, stealing most of the power of her blows. After almost a minute of exchanging punch after punch, hitting with the intent to harm, the brunette begins to realise to her surprise that she is getting the worst of the exchange. Blood is leaking down her nose, one of her lips is split and the continued pounding is beginning to make her dizzy, while that cursed blonde is still smiling cruelly, showing no visible effect from her own punches. Changing her tactic, she grabs Felicia by the waist, using her power to lift her off to the side. Not expecting the move, and certainly not the unusual strength of her opponent, Felicia loses her perch on Terri's belly. She rolls to the side and her feet immediately, waiting for Terri Gold to rise. The brunette complies, wiping the blood from her face with the back of her hand, murder in her eyes.
Felicia : Come on, musclegirl. I thought ya were tougher then this. Or are ya ready to become my servant already ? Maybe ya WANT to be my servant , to be close to the one and only Succubus ?
Felicia's taunts serve their purpose, as Terri Gold loses all restraint, and charges in, running straigth into the sole of the Succubus's boot. So powerfull is the rush, that Felicia falls backwards to the ground, her foot propelled by Terri's face. The strong woman stands for a second, then topples backwards. Felicia gets to her feet, doing a sexy bump and grind routine and blowing a kiss at the fans before dropping on top of Terri Gold, pulling up a leg. The referee starts the count
One
Albert : And this one is over. Good job, Succubus, now strip her.
Two
Justine : I thought you weren't very excited by Terri ?
Thr …
Incredibly, Terri Gold manages to get a shoulder up in time, breaking the pin.
Justine : Well, if Felicia would have covered right away instead of showing off, she'd have had the match right here. For someone who's supposed to be wily, she sure is a slow learner.
Surprised by the continued resistance of her foe, Felicia gets to her feet again, running towards the corner, and climbing to the top rope. Standing there for a moment, her arms spread wide, listening to the cheering audience, she launches herself high into the air, plummeting down upon a still prone Terri Gold in a top rope Body Splash. Smiling, she gets up and runs to the opposite corner, once again seeking the heights, revelling in the acclamation of the crowd. The agressive blonde plays up to them for a moment, then, for a second time, she divebombs towards the downed bodybuilder. This time, however, she took too long, giving the brunette the time to find her breath again, and roll out of the way at the last moment. Felicia drives herself into the canvas hard, momentarily stunning herself.
Terri Gold watches the hated blonde laying facedown on the mat, panting for breath.
Terri : C'mon Suck-a-bus ! It isn’t naptime yet !
With that, she steps on Felicia's outstretched hand, grinding the heel of her boot onto the back as if extinguishing a cigarette, bringing a flash of pain to the blonde's eyes. For good measure, Terri stomps down on Felicia's back, but as soon as the boots begin to fall, the Succubus rolls out of the ring. Wanting to capitalise on her advantage, Terri makes as if to follow, then, looking at Sindee and Cate standing at the start of the ramp, thinks better of it. Stretching slightly, Felicia doesn't waste much time, getting back on the apron. As she moves to step back in between the second and third rope, Teri rushes her. And runs straigth into Felicia's knee, as the blonde clearly expected the move. With Terri Gold bend over at the waist, the Succubus grabs her from over the top rope, then jumping over the ropes, she pulls the brunette with her and rolls her up in a pin.
One
Two
Struggling furiously, Terri manages to free herself at two.
Justine : Well, that was a good attempt by Crowley. A move like this is usually reserved for the lighter, agile wrestlers, but against a powerhouse like Terri, I guess Felicia felt confident enough to try it.
Albert : Felicia can do anything. If you ask me, she's clearly dominating this match.
Justine : Nobody is asking you, Albert, but I have to give the advantage so far to Crowley as well.
Meanwhile, both wrestlers have regained their footing, facing off again. The Succubus snaps a very fast high kick into Terri's face, then drives a spinning side kick onto Terri Gold's solar plexus, knocking all the wind out of the smaller woman.
Justine : And she's worked on her martial arts too it seems ? That wasn't bad at all.
Albert : Hey, did you just say something positive about the Succubus ? Hell must be freezing over.
Justine : Contrary to some presentators I won't name, Albert, I try to remain impartial. I give credit where credit is due. I'm not impressed with Crowley as a person, but she has some good moves. But that one there isn't one of them.
Justine is refering to one of Felicia's trademark moves, the Succubus Embrace. Sliding behind Terri, the blonde locks on a hug variant, her own arms sneaking under Terri's armpits, her hands getting hold of the brunette's breasts, starting to fondle them, her legs clasping around Terri's waist in a kind of bodyscissor variant. Going completely berserk at the indignity, Terri Gold tries to throw off Felicia, who leaves the brunette's boobs alone to change her hold into a Nelson. With Felicia hanging on Terri's back, legs around the waist and arms pinning her opponent arms and putting pressure on her neck, the brunette's legs have to bear their combined weight, while her breathing is made harder, and some of the flow of blood towards her head is cut off.
Albert : I think Terri is going to pay a visit to la-la land soon.
Desperate not to lose because of the clause, the brunette flexes her muscles, trying to power out of the move. And starting to succeed. The surprise on Felicia's face is complete as her Nelson hold losens. Quite a strong woman herself, she is overmatched by the sheer power of her rival. The crowd loves it, cheering loudly for Terri, much to Felicia's annoyance, as she's used to being in the spotlights and have the people cry out for her. Letting go of the arms and neck, she arches her back backwards, her hands reaching the mat. Meanwhile, she snaps her legs upwards, getting her hips to just under Terri's armpits, and her shins locking behind Terri's neck, in an improvised leg variant of the Nelson. The move unbalance's the former fitness champion, and the Succubus pulls her to the side, still keeping her arms trapped, her legs crossing behind the brunette's neck. The unorthodox manoeuver puts quite some pressure on Terri's neck, and even her fabulous strength can't overcome Felicia's mighty legs. The bodybuilder's arms are flailing, until one brushes the ropes, then grab the bottom one. The referee orders the break, and Felicia immediately complies.
Albert : You see what a good girl the Succubus is ? Obeying the referee, unlike some cheaters I could name such as the Brides.
Justine (incredelously) : Hello ?
The move has taken a lot out of Terri Gold however, which is clear as she slowly hoists herself up by the ropes.
Felicia : Ready to give up yet, servantgirl ? No ? Oh, but ya will be after ya've tasted the Succubus Kiss.
Moving before Terri can react, and flex her abdominal muscles as a shield of flesh, the confident blonde grabs her by the shoulders and drives her knee into the brunette's upper stomach three times in rapid succession, Thai style, setting Terri gasping for breath. Weaving one hand into Terri's hair from behind, she pulls back on her head, while pressing her body close to that of her rival, and her mouth over Terri's in a parody of a kiss. The crowd gasps, and whistles and catcalls abound, though besides being meant to humiliate, the move also works as a smotherhold, mouth to mouth, especially with Terri's nose filled with dried blood.
Felicia felt the familiar stirring of excitement. The combination of being in control with the movement of her body pressed against the hard muscles of her opponent and the budding despair in Terri's eyes made her feel warm all over. She could feel muscle girl struggle, but the continued abuse and lack of air made the fitness champ weak, and allowed her to easily control her. For good measure, she ran her tongue over the inside of Terri's lips, making sure not to venture too far in case the woman would bite her.
Terri felt that blonde bitch's tongue caress her lips, driving her mad with anger. But her lungs were burning and she felt her muscles rapidly losing their hardness. To her rising terror, she couldn't power herself out, already her vision was greying out. Cursing herself for accepting that clause, she tried everything she could think of. To no avail. Her vision went black, and she could feel her body slump. Then, suddenly, she had air again while she felt herself falling face first on the floor.
Albert : Lights out for Terri Gold, kissed into unconsciousness by the Succubus. What a way to go out ! I wouldn't mind being in her place.
Justine : Right now, I think Terri wouldn't mind if you were in her place either.
Standing over the limp body of her opponent, Felicia signals to the crowd she is going to finish this. Grabbing hold of both of Terri's legs, she pulls them backwards towards the woman's spine, leaning in with all her weight. The Boston Crab has the smaller woman screaming out in pain, her back, tendons and muscles stretched into positions they weren't designed for.
Felicia : Come on, muscle girl. I wanna hear ya scream it. It wanna hear ya scream yar surrender.
For a few seconds, Terri tries to resist, but the pain becomes unbearable, and she knows that if she doesn't get out of this hold fats, some part of her lower body will give, causing serious injury.
Terri : I give, I give.
Smiling deeply at Terri's words, Felicia slightly reduces the pressure on the woman's legs and back, not letting go of the hold just yet.
Felicia : Ya know, my little slave, why don't ya tell all these nice people how much better I am ? Not that they can't see it for themselves, but I wanna let them hear it from yar mouth.
Biting away tears of pain and humiliation, Terri hesitates for a moment, but as she feels the pressure increasing again, she knows she has no choice.
Terri : You win. You are better then me.
The words reverbarate through the arena, clearly caught by a ring side microphone. Releasing the beaten woman, Felicia motions for Sindee and Cate to approach. As they step into the ring with her, The Succubus high fives with them, then takes the sportbag one of them braught along. Out of the bag, she takes a very short dresslike outfit, black and white, black nylon stocking and a white lace thingy for the head, the cliché french maid outfit. Having Sindee and Cate grab Terri, she takes off the woman's boots, then pulls down her bottom. Camera's try and get a good picture of Terri Gold's behind, but somehow, the three women around her are blocking the view.
Albert : Come on Felicia, get out of the way there, let us see that nice firm ass.
Justine : She couldn't be doing this deliberately, blocking the camera's, now could she ?
As the bottom has been removed, Felicia pulls up the black panties she brought along, then she removes Terri's top, once again allowing only an accidental glimps of her breasts, and puts her into the dress. Finally, she plants the lace headdress on Terri's brown hair, takes out a dogcollar with leash, that she puts around the woman's neck, and a multicoloured featherduster. For a moment, she rubs the handle of the featherduster between Terri Gold's legs, then, she gives it into her hands.
Felicia : Here, my maid. Start getting used to it.
Yanking on the leash, she starts her way to the back, waving to the crowd, a very dejected lookisn Terri Gold, head hanging low in tow, and Sindee and Cate with huge grins next to her. She takes her time getting back, doing a double routine on her way out, running back and forth from one side of the ramp to the other to give some of her cheering fans an added bonus.
Winner : Felicia "Succubus" Crowley by submission
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The commercial ends, end the camera shows Justine Hutchinson and Albert Hall, commentators for the next match.
Albert : Hello everybody. Tonight once again promises to be a good night, with no less then twelve matches scheduled. Most of my favourites see some action tonight, and one of them is up next. Felicia "Succubus" Crowley will be facing Terri Gold in a match that has been given extra heat by the clause the two of them made over the outcome. Apparently, from what I've heard, the loser will have to serve the winner as a valet, though the details of the deal are known only by both wrestlers concerned and by Niels.
Justine : Terri Gold is looking for her first win in this league while Crowley is coming off a hard fought win against Ginny McKay last week. It remains to be seen if she'll be completely recovered from that.
Albert : Off course she will be. She's the Succubus. She gorgeous and she's good.
Justine (voice dripping with sarcasm) : Jee, I wonder who would be your favourite for tonight ?
Already, Terri’s music comes on and she walks through the entrance, her eyes focused on the ring. Concentration visible on her face, she doesn't acknowledge the fans near the entrance ramp, stepping up the steel stairs, through the middle and top ropes into the ring. Terri goes to a corner and flexes her biceps to the audience before going to the middle and repeating with even more poses.
Justine : Well, Terri Gold looks focused, and she really has a strong physique. Look at those muscles. With the exeption of Buffer Simmons, this most be the strongest woman in the league.
Albert : Well, she's just not my kind of wrestler.
Justine : Meaning she's not a bleached bimbo with implants and without a shred of skill.
"You Suck" by Consolidated starts up on the soundsystem, while the videowall shows footage of Felicia Crowley in various dominant poses, interspersed with the silhouette of a well proportioned woman with batwings. The Succubus walks out of the back till the top of the ramp, wearing a black leather onepiece, with abdominal cut-out, black wrestling boots and her costumary lewd smile. She is flanked on both side by the rookie tagteam Sindee and Cate who are wearing there black wrestling costumes. Once there, Felicia motions for a microphone.
Felicia : Terri Gold. Tonight, ya're gonna leave the ring as my property. Ya think yar strong, and I don't doubt ya are, but yar musle is no match for the Succubus. Naw, as ya can see, I have here with me Sindee and Cate, the two most talented rookies in this league. Don't ya worry yar empty head about their presence, they're not here for yarself. I'm the Succubus. I fight my own fights, and I need no help for that. No, the reason I've asked them to watch my back is the so-called Alliance around Jeanette Landsdale. They're a bunch of cheaters and gangbangers, and I wouldn't put it beyond them to try a cheap shot on me tonight, especially that Elise Demure who has to face me in two weeks and showed us this week that her little girl act was just that, an act. Sindee, Cate, would ya two please cover the ramp so that nobody comes out ?
The two darkhaired wrestlers nod, smiling. Inside the ring, Terri Gold appears livid with anger at Felicia's slight, but the crowd eats her tough talk like cake, cheering wildly.
Justine : I can't believe Crowley actually has the gal to call Jeanette Landsdale a cheater. Talk about twisting a situation around.
Albert : Well, there was interference during her title match, don't forget that.
Justine (almost choking on her Wildcat soda) : She got jumped by the Andersons ! She had nothing to do with the interference. But well, I believe Felicia when she says her newfound allies won't interfere. Crowley is just way too arrogant to think she might need help.
Albert : She won't.
The Succubus takes her time going to the ring, falling into her usual routine : selecting a male fan for the crotch rub, another for the short breast smother, and a woman for the french kiss.
Justine : Oh please, we've seen this all before. This is getting boring.
Albert : Not to the fans selected there, it isn't. Do you know demand for rampside seats is at an alltime high on nights Felicia fights ? She's giving them something to dream about : the chance that they might be the ones selected. A wily professional, that one.
Justine : Well, I can't deny that, no matter how distastefull I personally find it.
Albert : Come on, you're just jealous she doesn't kiss you.
Justine (clearly revolted by the idea) : Yikes !
As the blackclad trio comes ringside, Sindee and Cate take position near the ramp, staying away from the actual perimeter. Felicia rolls into the ring, going to the corner to greet the fans. Before she can climb the cornerpost however, Terri Gold moves, nailing the Succubus with a spear to the spine. The blonde is completely surprised by the early attack, slamming to the canvas hard.
Albert : Hey, Terri Gold is cheating.
Justine : Really, I hadn't noticed. The referee seems confused, but he calls for the bell. Now we're officially underway, and Crowley seems in trouble.
Terri Gold drops her knee into the small of Felicia's back, then pulls back on her head, putting on a chinlock, while still grinding her knee into the blonde's spine.
Justine : A great show of strength, but it's a bit early for submission moves and Felicia is next to the ropes. There, she grabs the bottom one, and the referee orders the break.
Albert : But Gold isn't letting go. Come on ref, break them up.
Terri Gold holds the move till the last possible moment before releasing. Felicia rolls her head, to ease the muscles in her neck, and rises. She rises faster then expected, as Terri pulls her up, whipping her into the ropes and catches her on the rebound with a clothesline that makes Felicia do a somersault in the air, landing hard on her front. Before she can recover, Terri executes a legdrop, again aimed at her lower back.
Justine : Good work by Terri Gold, targetting the same area.
The darkhaired wrestler gets up fast, going for another legdrop. That connects with the mat, as the blonde rolls out of the way, lightning fast. She once runs her hand over the small of her back while she rises, then faces Terri Gold, a taunting smile on her face. The slightly smaller brunette appears amazed and angered at Felicia's unphased attitude.
Locking up, they struggle for leverage. Not surprisingly, Terri's great power forces Felicia back- and downwards. Which is exactly her game plan. Holding on to Terri's arms, she pulls back, bringing her feet into her opponents stomach, flipping Gold over her. The brunette lands hard on her back, then her eyes widden as Felicia, who used her movement to get into a handstand, drops onto her, knees leading the way towards Terri's stomach. Even her welltrained abs can't protect her completely, and a pained gasp escapes her mouth, sending a new viscious smile over the blonde's face. Gliding her legs to each side of Terri's hard body, Felicia straddles her, blowing a kiss at the former fitness champion. Using her superior position, the Succubus starts raining punches into Terri's face.
Justine : Closed fists ! Why isn't the referee doing anything ? But I'm not sure that's a smart thing for Crowley to do. You don't want into a brawl with Terri Gold.
Well, apparently, that is exactly what the Succubus wants. She didn't bother to pin her opponent's arms, so Terri Gold can retaliate with punches of her own, though her superior strength is offset by less leverage and a far harder angle. To strike Felicia's face, she has to punch almost upwards, and reaching her stomach is awkward, stealing most of the power of her blows. After almost a minute of exchanging punch after punch, hitting with the intent to harm, the brunette begins to realise to her surprise that she is getting the worst of the exchange. Blood is leaking down her nose, one of her lips is split and the continued pounding is beginning to make her dizzy, while that cursed blonde is still smiling cruelly, showing no visible effect from her own punches. Changing her tactic, she grabs Felicia by the waist, using her power to lift her off to the side. Not expecting the move, and certainly not the unusual strength of her opponent, Felicia loses her perch on Terri's belly. She rolls to the side and her feet immediately, waiting for Terri Gold to rise. The brunette complies, wiping the blood from her face with the back of her hand, murder in her eyes.
Felicia : Come on, musclegirl. I thought ya were tougher then this. Or are ya ready to become my servant already ? Maybe ya WANT to be my servant , to be close to the one and only Succubus ?
Felicia's taunts serve their purpose, as Terri Gold loses all restraint, and charges in, running straigth into the sole of the Succubus's boot. So powerfull is the rush, that Felicia falls backwards to the ground, her foot propelled by Terri's face. The strong woman stands for a second, then topples backwards. Felicia gets to her feet, doing a sexy bump and grind routine and blowing a kiss at the fans before dropping on top of Terri Gold, pulling up a leg. The referee starts the count
One
Albert : And this one is over. Good job, Succubus, now strip her.
Two
Justine : I thought you weren't very excited by Terri ?
Thr …
Incredibly, Terri Gold manages to get a shoulder up in time, breaking the pin.
Justine : Well, if Felicia would have covered right away instead of showing off, she'd have had the match right here. For someone who's supposed to be wily, she sure is a slow learner.
Surprised by the continued resistance of her foe, Felicia gets to her feet again, running towards the corner, and climbing to the top rope. Standing there for a moment, her arms spread wide, listening to the cheering audience, she launches herself high into the air, plummeting down upon a still prone Terri Gold in a top rope Body Splash. Smiling, she gets up and runs to the opposite corner, once again seeking the heights, revelling in the acclamation of the crowd. The agressive blonde plays up to them for a moment, then, for a second time, she divebombs towards the downed bodybuilder. This time, however, she took too long, giving the brunette the time to find her breath again, and roll out of the way at the last moment. Felicia drives herself into the canvas hard, momentarily stunning herself.
Terri Gold watches the hated blonde laying facedown on the mat, panting for breath.
Terri : C'mon Suck-a-bus ! It isn’t naptime yet !
With that, she steps on Felicia's outstretched hand, grinding the heel of her boot onto the back as if extinguishing a cigarette, bringing a flash of pain to the blonde's eyes. For good measure, Terri stomps down on Felicia's back, but as soon as the boots begin to fall, the Succubus rolls out of the ring. Wanting to capitalise on her advantage, Terri makes as if to follow, then, looking at Sindee and Cate standing at the start of the ramp, thinks better of it. Stretching slightly, Felicia doesn't waste much time, getting back on the apron. As she moves to step back in between the second and third rope, Teri rushes her. And runs straigth into Felicia's knee, as the blonde clearly expected the move. With Terri Gold bend over at the waist, the Succubus grabs her from over the top rope, then jumping over the ropes, she pulls the brunette with her and rolls her up in a pin.
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Struggling furiously, Terri manages to free herself at two.
Justine : Well, that was a good attempt by Crowley. A move like this is usually reserved for the lighter, agile wrestlers, but against a powerhouse like Terri, I guess Felicia felt confident enough to try it.
Albert : Felicia can do anything. If you ask me, she's clearly dominating this match.
Justine : Nobody is asking you, Albert, but I have to give the advantage so far to Crowley as well.
Meanwhile, both wrestlers have regained their footing, facing off again. The Succubus snaps a very fast high kick into Terri's face, then drives a spinning side kick onto Terri Gold's solar plexus, knocking all the wind out of the smaller woman.
Justine : And she's worked on her martial arts too it seems ? That wasn't bad at all.
Albert : Hey, did you just say something positive about the Succubus ? Hell must be freezing over.
Justine : Contrary to some presentators I won't name, Albert, I try to remain impartial. I give credit where credit is due. I'm not impressed with Crowley as a person, but she has some good moves. But that one there isn't one of them.
Justine is refering to one of Felicia's trademark moves, the Succubus Embrace. Sliding behind Terri, the blonde locks on a hug variant, her own arms sneaking under Terri's armpits, her hands getting hold of the brunette's breasts, starting to fondle them, her legs clasping around Terri's waist in a kind of bodyscissor variant. Going completely berserk at the indignity, Terri Gold tries to throw off Felicia, who leaves the brunette's boobs alone to change her hold into a Nelson. With Felicia hanging on Terri's back, legs around the waist and arms pinning her opponent arms and putting pressure on her neck, the brunette's legs have to bear their combined weight, while her breathing is made harder, and some of the flow of blood towards her head is cut off.
Albert : I think Terri is going to pay a visit to la-la land soon.
Desperate not to lose because of the clause, the brunette flexes her muscles, trying to power out of the move. And starting to succeed. The surprise on Felicia's face is complete as her Nelson hold losens. Quite a strong woman herself, she is overmatched by the sheer power of her rival. The crowd loves it, cheering loudly for Terri, much to Felicia's annoyance, as she's used to being in the spotlights and have the people cry out for her. Letting go of the arms and neck, she arches her back backwards, her hands reaching the mat. Meanwhile, she snaps her legs upwards, getting her hips to just under Terri's armpits, and her shins locking behind Terri's neck, in an improvised leg variant of the Nelson. The move unbalance's the former fitness champion, and the Succubus pulls her to the side, still keeping her arms trapped, her legs crossing behind the brunette's neck. The unorthodox manoeuver puts quite some pressure on Terri's neck, and even her fabulous strength can't overcome Felicia's mighty legs. The bodybuilder's arms are flailing, until one brushes the ropes, then grab the bottom one. The referee orders the break, and Felicia immediately complies.
Albert : You see what a good girl the Succubus is ? Obeying the referee, unlike some cheaters I could name such as the Brides.
Justine (incredelously) : Hello ?
The move has taken a lot out of Terri Gold however, which is clear as she slowly hoists herself up by the ropes.
Felicia : Ready to give up yet, servantgirl ? No ? Oh, but ya will be after ya've tasted the Succubus Kiss.
Moving before Terri can react, and flex her abdominal muscles as a shield of flesh, the confident blonde grabs her by the shoulders and drives her knee into the brunette's upper stomach three times in rapid succession, Thai style, setting Terri gasping for breath. Weaving one hand into Terri's hair from behind, she pulls back on her head, while pressing her body close to that of her rival, and her mouth over Terri's in a parody of a kiss. The crowd gasps, and whistles and catcalls abound, though besides being meant to humiliate, the move also works as a smotherhold, mouth to mouth, especially with Terri's nose filled with dried blood.
Felicia felt the familiar stirring of excitement. The combination of being in control with the movement of her body pressed against the hard muscles of her opponent and the budding despair in Terri's eyes made her feel warm all over. She could feel muscle girl struggle, but the continued abuse and lack of air made the fitness champ weak, and allowed her to easily control her. For good measure, she ran her tongue over the inside of Terri's lips, making sure not to venture too far in case the woman would bite her.
Terri felt that blonde bitch's tongue caress her lips, driving her mad with anger. But her lungs were burning and she felt her muscles rapidly losing their hardness. To her rising terror, she couldn't power herself out, already her vision was greying out. Cursing herself for accepting that clause, she tried everything she could think of. To no avail. Her vision went black, and she could feel her body slump. Then, suddenly, she had air again while she felt herself falling face first on the floor.
Albert : Lights out for Terri Gold, kissed into unconsciousness by the Succubus. What a way to go out ! I wouldn't mind being in her place.
Justine : Right now, I think Terri wouldn't mind if you were in her place either.
Standing over the limp body of her opponent, Felicia signals to the crowd she is going to finish this. Grabbing hold of both of Terri's legs, she pulls them backwards towards the woman's spine, leaning in with all her weight. The Boston Crab has the smaller woman screaming out in pain, her back, tendons and muscles stretched into positions they weren't designed for.
Felicia : Come on, muscle girl. I wanna hear ya scream it. It wanna hear ya scream yar surrender.
For a few seconds, Terri tries to resist, but the pain becomes unbearable, and she knows that if she doesn't get out of this hold fats, some part of her lower body will give, causing serious injury.
Terri : I give, I give.
Smiling deeply at Terri's words, Felicia slightly reduces the pressure on the woman's legs and back, not letting go of the hold just yet.
Felicia : Ya know, my little slave, why don't ya tell all these nice people how much better I am ? Not that they can't see it for themselves, but I wanna let them hear it from yar mouth.
Biting away tears of pain and humiliation, Terri hesitates for a moment, but as she feels the pressure increasing again, she knows she has no choice.
Terri : You win. You are better then me.
The words reverbarate through the arena, clearly caught by a ring side microphone. Releasing the beaten woman, Felicia motions for Sindee and Cate to approach. As they step into the ring with her, The Succubus high fives with them, then takes the sportbag one of them braught along. Out of the bag, she takes a very short dresslike outfit, black and white, black nylon stocking and a white lace thingy for the head, the cliché french maid outfit. Having Sindee and Cate grab Terri, she takes off the woman's boots, then pulls down her bottom. Camera's try and get a good picture of Terri Gold's behind, but somehow, the three women around her are blocking the view.
Albert : Come on Felicia, get out of the way there, let us see that nice firm ass.
Justine : She couldn't be doing this deliberately, blocking the camera's, now could she ?
As the bottom has been removed, Felicia pulls up the black panties she brought along, then she removes Terri's top, once again allowing only an accidental glimps of her breasts, and puts her into the dress. Finally, she plants the lace headdress on Terri's brown hair, takes out a dogcollar with leash, that she puts around the woman's neck, and a multicoloured featherduster. For a moment, she rubs the handle of the featherduster between Terri Gold's legs, then, she gives it into her hands.
Felicia : Here, my maid. Start getting used to it.
Yanking on the leash, she starts her way to the back, waving to the crowd, a very dejected lookisn Terri Gold, head hanging low in tow, and Sindee and Cate with huge grins next to her. She takes her time getting back, doing a double routine on her way out, running back and forth from one side of the ramp to the other to give some of her cheering fans an added bonus.
Winner : Felicia "Succubus" Crowley by submission