[FWC] Tournament United Kingdom Vs. Croatia

Gwendolyn herself would blush slightly at hearing the poor mechanics fumbling of her words and comment on her immaculate beauty. The Imperial Rose was already accustomed to this behavior from back in her high school days. Self-conscious admirers, both male and female, who praised her from afar would routinely attempt to confess their feelings to her. Nikolette was apparently still too bashful to come to terms with her feelings. Ah, such is the curse of true beauty. “Easy, Ms. Dragoslava, youâ€re feelings for me are completely understandable, though not uncommon Iâ€m afraid. Why, back in-H-Hey!!!”

The embarrassed engineer rushed to her feet more quickily than Gwen anticipated, forcing her to speed up next to her and improvise. As Nikolette got to her knees Gwen would drop to her own right beside and place her arm under neck and pull it back in a dragon sleeper hold. Gwendolyns years of ballet trained her own back to be exceptionally flexible, making her wrenches in this hold even more agonizing for her opponentâ€s neck and spine. “As I was saying there were many suitors vying for my heart, still are actually. Itâ€s nothing to be ashamed of. But first things first, you understand.”

Knowing this was still a match, The Imperial Rose would perform several knife edge chops on Nikolettes by now sore bosom sticking out into the air. Thinking she was stunned enough, Gwen would slowly lift them both up to their feet. Winking to the audience and flicking her curls, Gwen would attempt to drop them both back to the mat in a crushing reverse DDT!!! If successful, Gwen would sit up with a confident smirk and turn over to lay one arm over her chest and one leg over Nikolletteâ€s midriff for a lackadaisical pin attempt.

Nikolette was about to stand up when Gwendolyn grabbed her from behind and pulled her into the dragon sleeper. it was tight and Nikolette grunted as her hands came up to try and pry away the haughty girl's wrists. She just needed a minute to catch her breath but once again she was battered by chops to the chest. She was starting to get annoyed with all the slaps smacking her in the boobs. They were starting to get sore from the chops.

More annoying, though, was Gwendolyn's insistence on calling her by her former name. Unfortunately, there wasn't much she could do in the choke but listen to to the heiress go on with more embarrassing talk. She was completely misunderstanding the whole situation!

Nikolette was dropped hard by the DDT and landed to the mat with a hard thud. She saw white briefly and groaned as Gwendolyn pressed her body on top of Nikolette's. She hadn't even been this decimated when she had her rematch with the World Champ Angel.

"One!"

Nikolette snapped out of her stupor. There wasn't any weight on any of her body except her chest.

"Two!"

Time to move! Nikolette hastily threw her arm upward to break the pin. She wasn't going down like THAT! That was for sure!

In her mind Gwendolyn was already popping bottles of champagne in celebration of her victory in the FWC, as was her small entourage still cheering her on from the corner. And it may have been one of the most dominating wins in the history of the federation with Nikolette never having laid a gloved hand on Gwendolyn, but all hopes would be dashed instant Nikky shot her hand up, barely beating out the three. “Tch…very well,if you wish for this to continue so be it. Iâ€m actually pleased though, no one who would be so easily trounced could ever earn my affections.”

Gwen would raise herself up to look down upon her opponents beaten form, pressing her foot on the engineers heaving boobs with her hands on her hips as she decided to do her own thorough analysis of Nikolette while she was still stunned. Nikollette did indeed have a quirky, tomboyish attraction to her, although it would take a lot of work and trips to her beauticians before she could pass for a refined lady worthy enough to court Gwendolyn. Seeing her overwhelmed beneath her only made the poor engineer even more enticing, a warm smile shining over her face. “Hmm…,I see. Oh dear, those split ends….Well Ms. Engineer, I dare to say that there is a definitely an allure to your rather rugged demeanor that may only be in need of some concentrated refinement to make it blossom. Itâ€s a true shame that fate would have us meet like this, forcing me to pummel a secret admirer. However, excusez-moi…”Gwen would deliver two harsh stomps to Nikky's stomach once she felt she made her point.

Reaching down to grasp Nikolettes hair and lift her to her feet, the Imperial Rose would attempt to swing Nikolette to the ropes, and once she bounced off Gwen would run up to the engineer to gracefully leap up in a 360 degree spin and try to hit her in the chin with an elegant cartwheel kick!!!

Nikolette laid on her back once the haughty heiress got off her. "Guh!" Another stomp to the chest. Nikolette was getting real sick of that. The engineer's hands clamped around Gwendolyn's leg as tightly as they could while the blonde spoke.She loved to hear her own voice, it seemed. But the words continued to keep a cute and seemingly permanent rosy color on Nikolette's cheeks. Was the aristocratic blonde REALLY interested in the blue collar girl like that?

Nikolette didn't have time to think about it as Gwendolyn tried to stomp her down. She used the grip she had on Gwendolyn's leg to try and mitigate the damage. The haughty girl's soliloquies also gave her sharp mind time to calculate.

The blonde had given Nikolette the perfect opportunity to win the match without having to resort to violence. As Gwendolyn bent over to reach for Nik's hair, the engineer shot her arm out to grab hold of Gwendolyn and pull her into a surprise small package pin!

Although she may have mentioned otherwise, on the inside Gwendolyn had no misgivings with putting Nikolette through the ringer like this, especially one who so very clearly had a crush on the illustrious heiress. Seeing the engineer fight her feelings for Gwen while still trying to out up a decent fight made Nikolette seem so pitiable and forlorn, how could Gwendolyn NOT sympathize with her?

By now Gwen's clearly delusional mind had wavered incredibly from the matters at hand, giving Nikolette more than enough time to recoup and think of a counter. The Imperial Rose would yelp in surprise when her opponent grabbed her head and rolled her slim body into a small package pin. The match had been so one-sided the idea that Nikky could fight back had totally slipped her mind! Surprised at the counter at first, Gwens legs would furiously squirm in Nikollettes grasp, her upside down frame shaking violently with her toned butt in the air.

"1!"

Nikolette felt Gqwendolyn shaking as she caught the heiress off guard and manage to roll her into a pin. She put her aching body into weighing down the blonde but she wasn't sure if she could hold it long enough. Even as the count hit two, Nikolette shut her eyes tightly. She hoped against hope that surprise, shock and audacity could hold Gwendolyn down for the third and final count. Maybe then Gwendolyn would see Nikolette for the tactician she was. For her keen, calculating mind and not just the outside appearance that made people think she was just a dumb grease monkey.

This grease monkey had the small package maneuver cinched tight on Gwendolyn, practically putting her entire weight down pressed on Gwen's struggling legs. Her entire body was curled up into a squirming blue and while heap on top of her neck, her own eyes shut tightly from the pressure and generally helpless as the three count seemed inevitable. Gwendolyn was about to lose from a single maneuver to a lovesick and uncouth engineer barely a few minutes into the match in a PPV special event!!The audience watched in shock as they were ready to start their laughter at Gwendolyns expense, some upset that the match would end so quickily.

"2!"

Appalled at the idea of losing in such an undignified manner, her fidgeting would grow more fierce and inadvertently reach straight up with her left arm and deliver a hard punch to Nikky's already sore breasts!!

Nikolette had it when she saw the ref's hand begin to rise for the final count.Gwendolyn's squirming was hard to keep held down, but Nikolette was strong. She had the will to win and she could hold the haughty heiress in place for one more second! That was, until the blonde punched her hard in the boob. Nikolette squealed in an undignified manner. Another punch to her breasts. Her girls could hardly take much more and while the punch wasawkward, all the previous strikes were enough to allow Gwendolyn to break the count.

Nikolette heaved Gwendolyn to the side and stood up. She backed away, cradling her breast as she leered at the heiress. "Q-Quit touchin m-my..." Nikolette stuttered with a deep blush on her face. "Who likes who so much!? Yer the one with grabby hands!"

Nikolette threw herself forward, looking to stomp her big boot down into Gwendolyn's chest. Let's see how SHE likes it!

Not even knowing what she hit to cause the break up, Gwen would be graciously flipped over to her side with one hand rubbing the back of her neck. Gwen couldn't believe how Nikkys quick minded ingenuity almost stole the match from her. A well implemented counter like that was the farthest thing on Gwens mind, especially with how the rest of the match had been going up until this point.

"Well it's not like I could very well see wh-OOOOPH!! Raising herself head upward to address the engineer would give her a wide view of the the industrial grade boot about to come crushing down onto her perfect breasts, practically compressing them with the heavy strike. Gwen would jerk her body halfway up and fall back down at Nikkys feet. The force behind that kick easily trumped Gwens earlier strikes to her boobs,Nikky was much stronger and it looked like that boot even had a steel bottom! Eyes clenched from the pain, rolling over once and clutching her chest, Gwen would attempt to rise up to her knees and to catch her breath...

It felt good to get in a shot to the haughty girl's chest. She had almost forgotten for a moment that she wanted to talk to Gwendolyn after the match. The blonde had really done a lot to make herself unappealing to the Serbian engineer.

Nikolette wondered if the girl might respect her if she actually got her ass kicked by the lowly mechanic. The thought came to her mind as Gwendolyn got to her knees. Nikolette stepped behind her and wrapped her arms around the chest that she had just stomped her boot into and heaved with all her strength, attempting to pull Gwendolyn into a German suplex.

If she could manage that much, she'd bridge that into another pin attempt!