Post Summer Splash Bikini Special! Angel vs. Natasha!

Angel backed off, as Natasha released her arm. Her hurt arm reached up to rub at her sore chest, and her other arm slid upwards to gingerly rub at her hurt arm. She was aching a little bit, and wasn't happy about it. Natasha seemed to be focusing on her arm and her chest, and the idea of it rubbed the Latina the wrong way.

She wasn't worried though. She would just have to make sure that the bluenette didn't get that chance again.

Angel turned back towards Natasha, seeing the woman clutching at her chest, and she grinned, suddenly lunging right back in towards her. She rushed towards the woman, and let out a loud cry as she approached her. One more time, her leg snapped up towards the Frenchwoman, firing off a straight, stiff kick, aimed right for her stomach!

Natasha had been winning the up close battle with Angel and thought to take full advantage of her momentum but her opponent had different plans, delivering a hard chop across the chest of the french woman the sound of which could be heard even over the roar of the small crowd around them. Natasha winced from the pain radiating out from where Angel had struck her chest, her arms coming up to guard her breasts from further punishment as she backed away to get just out of the reach of the latina's legs.

Her arms were still raised when Angel decided she wasn't going to allow a break in the action, the woman charging in and while Natasha stepped in expecting to exchange punches Angel brought her leg up for another kick to Natasha's stomach, throwing the french woman back several feet with one arm holding her stomach while she grit her teeth from the pain. She couldn't let herself get driven on the defensive so easily and Natasha moved exploded forward with her right arm swinging up to deliver a clothesline to the neck of Angel.

Angel drove her foot hard, straight into the stomach of her opponent, the force of the kick throwing Natasha straight back. Angel grinned as she watched the heiress stumble away, and she knew that she was in control now. She just had to deliver a few more solid hits like that, and she knew that the woman wouldn't be able to stand against her.

It was to her surprise though, that the bluenette suddenly came charging in at her, throwing her arm up for the clothesline. Angel's eyes went wide in shock that she had recovered so quickly, but the Latina's experience and instincts quickly took over. She lunged straight towards Natasha as the Frenchwoman came her way, the Latina dipping downwards to duck under her up, springing right back up behind her.

"Too slow, chica~!" she teased as she slipped past Natasha, grinning once more as she popped back up. Once again she lashed out with one of her legs, this time aiming low, trying to drive a swift, hard kick straight into the back of one of Natasha's knees, hoping to send her toppling to the mat!

Natasha was confident that she was both swift and skilled enough to compete with even the best wrestler in the company today and she was certain she would prove just that that during this special exhibition match that had been set up for them. It was an opportunity to put to rest many of the naysayers like Adrian and Taylor who ridiculed her for being in the hentai division, proclaiming themselves to be far above anyone within that division for only they were truly dedicated to wrestling. Defeating Angel here would mean a great deal for the heiress but nothing would be as satisfying as the look on the faces of Taylor and Adrian when news of her victory spread, except perhaps seeing Lukretia when the woman found out.

But all that was still a fantasy and it was up to Natasha to turn it into a reality. She accelerated into a near run from a dead stop in less than a second, her arm swinging up to connect with the neck of Angel in order to send her crashing back down to the mat. Her eyes widened however as Angel threw herself towards her and just as she thought they would collide the latin woman ducked underneath her arm leaving Natasha throwing her arm out at empty space instead of the hot body of her opponent. Now off balance it was a simple task for Angel to bring her down and the punishing kick Natasha felt to the back of her right knee certainly did the job, Natasha yelping in pain as her leg buckled under the strain and she collapsed onto her hands and knees.

She was fortunate not to have fallen flat on her face but Natasha knew she was still in a bad spot as her back was open to Angel and she knew the woman could make good use of such an opening. Looking up she saw the ropes weren't too far away and moved towards them, reaching out with her right hand to try and grab onto the bottom rope before Angel could capitalize.