SS '14 Monopoly Match: Natasha Loclear Vs. Anja

Things did not go particularly well for Anja at this point. Insulted by the idea of using a toy in a match between two woman, with her dislike of manly things in general, she was not really in the mood to be generous or soft with her opponent, looking at how her fingernails scratched over the fleeing girl. Without the mentioning of the new rules, Anja would have been probably much less rude with Natasha, but now she gave the table a rude kick, in the hope that it would topple the other girl and stop her from giving her another kick to the head before blindly grabbing into the toy box, snarling in disgust.
"Now you really insult me, Natasha-chan. A kick again?"

Natasha was already moving to deliver the first of two planned kicks when Anja kicked the table itself over towards her, Natasha's foot striking the top of the table and stopping it dead in its tracks before it could barrel into her. Her eyes looked from the table back to Anja as the woman took hold of the box of toys nearest to them, the blonde practically growling at her as if she had done something abhorrently wrong just then.

"Yes a kick! You sent me through a table so I really don't think you have nay right to complain about that." Natasha snapped right back at her while she stepped around the corner to grab one of the tables that had not been set up, picking it up and sliding it into the ring just as she did the same. She would move quickly to jump back up onto her feet but would hesitate from trying to set the table up just yet, keeping her eyes fixed on Anja waiting to see what she would try next.

Anja was not really angry against Natasha, she was quite angry about the stipulation that hit her where it probably would hurt her the most in a ring. The kick situation had already gotten a little bit out of hand. But Anja would try to make the very best of her situation with this disgusting thing she was carrying, a vibrating egg to be precise, and would try to bridge the difference between the two girls quickly and attempt to press it against Natasha`s crotch in a quick motion while putting it on full power right from the start. She was not sure if it worked this way, but it probably would. Or maybe not?

Of all the toys that were in that box Anja surprised the french beauty by selecting a vibrating egg, rather than a dildo or a normal vibrator which would have been far easier to use while she remained standing. It seemed Anja wasn't a big fan of toys, Natasha able to figure out at least that much simply from the look in her eyes as she reached into the box and withdrew the egg, but the woman wasn't going to let her personal feelings towards them get in the way of her winning this match either.

Quickly Natasha dashed over to another one of the crates around the ring and drew forth her own little weapon, this one a rather thick ten inch strap on that to her had Anja's name written on it. As Anja slid into the ring and came after her with the vibrating egg in hand, Natasha took the chance she was given with a quick sideways kick at the hand gripping the toy, hoping to knock the vibrator right out of the woman's hands with the toy bouncing off the mat but rolling just short of falling over the edge of the ring. It would be her turn then to make a move and so she would, Natasha diving down onto her knees in front of Anja before thrusting the dildo portion of the strap on she held up into Anja's waiting sex for a surprise bit of penetration.

While the orgasm requirement for her to win had already been met Natasha wasn't satisfied with just the one, not only that but there were few things as physically draining as an incredible, earth shaking orgasm and thats exactly what she wanted to give to Anja.

Natasha was quick on her feet, that was something that Anja readily had to admit. Not only had she managed to avoid this disgusting thing in her hand, but she also had a very creative way of setting things up. But if there was something that Anja could draw on her side, was the patience of the Raven, a bird that could sit on bench all day, waiting for that one moment to strike.

So when the other girl went down on her knees and threatened her with that thing, her reaction was not that of surprise, rather burning anger about how Natasha dared to do that to her! Trying to fight through the burning sensation, she would attempt to strike her knee right into the face of the other girl!
"NAH!"

Natasha saw an opening and like any good wrestler once they spotted a weakness she went right after it, trying to take advantage of the very opening she had helped create by kicking the vibrating egg from the woman's hands. Dropping down to her knees with the strap on in hand Natasha struck fast, plunging much of its ten inch length into the folds of Anja's sex in one thrust, smiling as she then twisted it back and forth to push it even further inside the blonde woman. Just as she was beginning to make progress towards Anja's second orgasm however the blonde saw fit to turn the tables, driving her knee hard into Natasha's face when she wasn't expecting it in the slightest. "Gahhh!" Natasha shouted out, releasing her grip on the strap on as she fell over onto her side clutching her face.

In any other instance, Anja would not have something devastating as a knee strike in the face of someone she considered a friend like Natasha, but alone the use of something like a tool made her so furious that she could not see straight.

With a grunt, she freed herself from the toy before she turned her eyes on the other girl.
"SEE? SEE WHAT YOU FORCED ME TO DO TO YOU! I DID NOT WANT THIS TO HAPPEN! YOU CLEARLY HEARD HOW MUCH I HATE THIS STUFF!"
She barked before attempting to roughly heave Natasha into the ring, follow in the ring and kick her viciously in the side, howling in unbridled fury.

Natasha's vision was blurred after that last shot from Anja and she knew if the woman attacked her again there was nothing she could do to stop her, feeling true helplessness in that moment as she struggled just to get onto her hands and knees so as to crawl towards the edge of the ring and possible safety. She of course would not be allowed to get there as Anja slammed her feet into the woman's side, spittle flying from the lips of Natasha as all the air in her lungs rushed out of air, collapsing onto her side once more from the sheer force of the brutal kick.

Still she continued trying to move, reaching towards the edge of the ring which seemed miles away as she laid there, trying to drag herself by digging her fingers into the canvas.

Still kind of blinded with fury from long lost but now resurfaced memories, Anja saw with a certain satisfaction when her kick found its mark, slowing the crawl of the other girl but not entirely stopping it. She was armed with this disgusting thing she hated so much, but if it was needed to bring home the victory, she would use it.

She would sit on the back of her opponent to stop her crawl before attempting to turn her around, open her trouser and draw her panty down to insert the toy, grunting in disgust alone from the thought of it.

She had known from past experiences that facing Anja in any match had been bound to be a rough affair, even if the match they were in was meant to be hentai in its nature, but no amount of mental preparation had prepared the french woman for the level of brutality that had been involved. Her back still hurt from her trip through the table and while the edge of the ring was only a few feet away it still seemed out of her reach, her body protesting each time she dragged herself an inch closer to it.

Anja would not allow her to make good on her escape however, the blonde dropping down onto her back and sending a stabbing pain throughout her body with much of it centered on her wounded spine. Her movements ceased almost at once, Natasha remaining limp underneath Anja until she felt the very strap on she had pulled from the box being pushed deep into her pussy. Immediately she began to squirm beneath Anja despite the pain doing so caused her, fighting back her body's desire to reward Anja with a series of low moanswhile she struggled to drag both of them now towards the edge of the ring.