Syd vs Lia

Syd was a pretty hard worker. Lia screamed a little louder, and then a lot louder once Syd moved onto this anti-CPR. If she could be speaking in an understandable manner, "Give up" would probably be coming out of her mouth, but for some reason, Lia didn't seem to want to use English.

Of course, her body could speak in its own language, and at this rate, it was quite possible her spinal cords would start to do some talking.

"Hm."

Syd tilted her head at Lia while the girl screamed in pain. That wasn't going to do it.

While the referee stood helplessly by, Syd grabbed Lia by the hair and the front of her clothes and stood up with her, only to put a palm to her face and again slam her down over her knee. She picked up right where she had left off, pressing on Lia's jaw and her thigh to bend her into a horrible shape.

"Let's hear it, you stupid sheep..." Syd muttered.

It was around this point that Lia managed to quiet down. Or maybe she was getting to the point where she didn't have much left to scream out. Whatever.

She roughly got up on two very shaky, and probably would have fallen down even without Syd's "help". But Syd was being just so generous tonight. Again, Lia went crashing down onto her tormentor's knee, crying out, eyes wide and mind blank beyond the terrible pain.

"AAUGHH! GIIGH! UUUGHHHPPGH!" It sounded vaguely English, Lia's pained cries grew weaker as her back bent into a very cruel, but undeniably well-made arch. Her hand slapped the air madly, the unfortunate albino wanted this to end before she herself ended.

Syd distastefully shoved Lia off of her knee and let her flop onto the mat. She sneered at the sight, her opponent incapacitated and beside herself with pain. The crowd, massive compared to what she was used to back home, united in ravenous hatred of Syd and her little redheaded loudmouth manager. They could boo and shout whatever they wanted, Syd knew that they all liked watching her work on some level that they were just too scared to admit.

She scoffed, and stood up to plant the sole of her shoe on the side of Lia's face. She rocked it back and forth while she held up both middle fingers, high up in the air, to the crowd, the ref, the cameras, and off behind the curtain, to the locker room. She looked down at Allie with her crazy red eyes, as if to the girl standing at ringside she was signing her work.

Allie gleefully watched as Syd dismantled Lia and made the doppelganger cry in pain. Allie had to admit that she had expected Lia to tap much sooner. The white haired girl probably got off on it in some way though. Allie scanned the canvas for a stain. She knew what kind of sick freaks worked here.

That was that though and the crowd's jeers nearly drowned out the bell as Allie slipped into the ring. She threw her hands in the air as Syd derided the crowd manually. "Good work, Syd. It's exactly the statement we wanted to make."

Allie looked down at Lia and frowned. She spun around, not wasting any more time on her. The red head walked to the edge of the ring and beckoned for a microphone.

"Thank you, thank you!" She giggled into the microphone obnoxiously. "Your voices say no, but your hearts say yes, yes, yes." Allie raised her hand in the air and wiggled her body so her large titties jiggled. "I know you want more. You'll get it. Syd and I are just getting started!"

Allie dropped the mic and grinned at Syd. She doubted the girl had anything to say. She'd already said quite enough.