Search
Latest topics
» Summer Splash 2024: Nekketsu Title Triple Threat Match: Dirk Lewser vs Ryan Knight vs Iris Takahashi (c)by CrashTestDumbass Today at 2:32 am
» Meiyun Lai Vs Ellie Taylor: iron woman bout!
by RJD Yesterday at 6:24 pm
» Usada Pekora vs Ange Ma'rine - Rabbits and Pirates
by RJD Yesterday at 6:10 pm
» Sanae Saitou [D] vs. Ivan Ramirez - Hentai Match
by Mr. Q Yesterday at 3:35 pm
» Clyde Gastin Vs. Yuna Matou
by CaptainL Yesterday at 3:28 pm
Who is online?
In total there are 242 users online :: 0 Registered, 0 Hidden and 242 Guests :: 3 BotsNone
Most users ever online was 736 on Thu Nov 07, 2024 10:12 pm
Champions & #1 contenders
Looking for my first match!
Wed Oct 16, 2024 8:32 pm by CaptainL
Hey there! Just got my first profile approved, and I'm ready to get started at AFW. Hit me up on Discord or DMs if you want to discuss things!
Comments: 0
Match request
Tue Sep 10, 2024 1:09 am by Nurin
Hai saya Nurin and I wish to have my first match here you can pick any of my girls (if you pick one of the hellhounds it will either be handicap or tag) for a match
https://www.afwrpg.com/t23085-nurin-s-girls#582172
https://www.afwrpg.com/t23085-nurin-s-girls#582172
Comments: 0
Femdom matches with smothers in mixed matches
Mon Jun 24, 2024 2:01 am by jdo_sss
If anyone has any female characters that needs more wins and uses moves like stinkface, breast smother etc let me know message me on discord thanks
NitroVitro
NitroVitro
Comments: 0
SS 15 Entropy Title Match: Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt(C) Vs. Julia Rogers
3 posters
Anime Female Wrestling :: Shows :: Friction :: PPV :: Summer Splash
Page 9 of 9
Page 9 of 9 • 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
Re: SS 15 Entropy Title Match: Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt(C) Vs. Julia Rogers
Amidst the cacophonous booing from the continued torture of the helpless cowgirl, the official at ringside would furiously ring the bell to signal the match was over once the surfboard submission was locked in, contributing to the frenzied chaos that was engulfing the arena. While not quite the riotous mob that seemed to follow Gwendolyn no matter what pay-per-view she participated in, the scene was nevertheless getting out of hand. Especially for the ringside security guards who were earning their pay that night by ushering the crowd back away from the barricade, until one "fan" slipped between the mass of people and started rushing the ring!! Gwen caught a glimpse of the bull-rushing stranger, releasing Julia and backpedaling to the ropes behind her with her arms raised and a wholly innocent expression as her only defense!!
"NowNowNow!!! No need for further violence~...I'd wager we've all had our fill tonight~..." Once the threat of violence was brought back upon her Gwendolyn immediately discovered her merciful side, calmly talking the brute down with a soothing tone and waving her hands down as if to physically push back Domino's menacing aura. She immediately recognized the Tension wrestler as Julia's beau from earlier, his tacky red shirt and lack of fashion sense a dead giveaway. The rigors of this match had left her in no shape whatsoever to fend him off, opting for the more prudent "live to fight another day" approach.
Fashionably late as usual, around this time Gwens entourage would rush down the ramp like a sea of blue and white. Glancing behind her and becoming aware of the twenty plus entourage of trainers at her back would miraculously regain her confidence, turning to face Domino with a pompous smirk on her face.
"Well...it appears the time has come to bid you all adieu...Catch~..." Gwen would underhandedly throw Julia's mask back at Domino, never having let it go this entire time. "She’s said nothing but the most delightful things when she spoke of you. Though perhaps you should cheer louder next time, Mr. White Knight. Apparently…she couldn’t quite hear you…Ta~…” Collapsing to her knees to roll out of the ring, the heiress would be swamped on all sides by the fastidious attention of her crew. Offering her water, towels, and most importantly, her Entropy Title Championship, now draped over her shoulder as she marched backstage. Leaving behind yet another ravenous crowd calling fowl on the entire match...
"NowNowNow!!! No need for further violence~...I'd wager we've all had our fill tonight~..." Once the threat of violence was brought back upon her Gwendolyn immediately discovered her merciful side, calmly talking the brute down with a soothing tone and waving her hands down as if to physically push back Domino's menacing aura. She immediately recognized the Tension wrestler as Julia's beau from earlier, his tacky red shirt and lack of fashion sense a dead giveaway. The rigors of this match had left her in no shape whatsoever to fend him off, opting for the more prudent "live to fight another day" approach.
Fashionably late as usual, around this time Gwens entourage would rush down the ramp like a sea of blue and white. Glancing behind her and becoming aware of the twenty plus entourage of trainers at her back would miraculously regain her confidence, turning to face Domino with a pompous smirk on her face.
"Well...it appears the time has come to bid you all adieu...Catch~..." Gwen would underhandedly throw Julia's mask back at Domino, never having let it go this entire time. "She’s said nothing but the most delightful things when she spoke of you. Though perhaps you should cheer louder next time, Mr. White Knight. Apparently…she couldn’t quite hear you…Ta~…” Collapsing to her knees to roll out of the ring, the heiress would be swamped on all sides by the fastidious attention of her crew. Offering her water, towels, and most importantly, her Entropy Title Championship, now draped over her shoulder as she marched backstage. Leaving behind yet another ravenous crowd calling fowl on the entire match...
killcarrion- Posts : 6264
Join date : 2013-04-14
Age : 37
Re: SS 15 Entropy Title Match: Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt(C) Vs. Julia Rogers
Drake's lunge appears to've done the trick and earned some distance between Gwendolyn and Julia. He quickly interposes his body between them, creating further obstacle. And when her entourage arrives, he has to (if briefly!) marvel at just how many people attend her. If they decided to attack, could he fend off that many? More than twenty people? It's not likely. He'd try, but the Friction Pay-Per-View audience might get to see the abuse of not just one young upstart, but a couple.
How romantic. Ugh.
The young model won't be the one to make the first move and seal their fates to a fresh Hell. And thanks to that side career, he knows how to carry himself and mask what's really going through his mind. His stance is rigid, ready to receive any and all attackers, with amethyst-hued eyes burning at his would-be assailants. It's confidence. Confidence is going to be what dissuades them from moving forward. That assurance that, while they may take him in the rush, he'll royally fuck up a few of them. Particularly hoping to get it into the head of each squirrely individual that it'll be specifically them that gets the thrashing.
It means he has to endure Gwendolyn's taunts. When the mask is tossed his way, he deftly snatches it from the air, allowing his gaze to break from her for only a moment. "She had you. You know that," he growls. His words are possibly lost in the clamor of the audience and their cacophonous boos.
He doesn't know whether or not his stand-off made a difference, but the important thing is that Gwendolyn has taken her leave of the ring, and her cohorts seem to be following suit. So Drake finally takes the opportunity to spin around and crouch by Julia. He tries to quickly set the mask back into place for her, though his hands are working at a near-fumble, not sure if she even wants the mask back on at this point.
"I'm so sorry, baby, I'm sorry," he rushes out in a murmur, intended only for her ears. "Do you- do you want it back on?"
How romantic. Ugh.
The young model won't be the one to make the first move and seal their fates to a fresh Hell. And thanks to that side career, he knows how to carry himself and mask what's really going through his mind. His stance is rigid, ready to receive any and all attackers, with amethyst-hued eyes burning at his would-be assailants. It's confidence. Confidence is going to be what dissuades them from moving forward. That assurance that, while they may take him in the rush, he'll royally fuck up a few of them. Particularly hoping to get it into the head of each squirrely individual that it'll be specifically them that gets the thrashing.
It means he has to endure Gwendolyn's taunts. When the mask is tossed his way, he deftly snatches it from the air, allowing his gaze to break from her for only a moment. "She had you. You know that," he growls. His words are possibly lost in the clamor of the audience and their cacophonous boos.
He doesn't know whether or not his stand-off made a difference, but the important thing is that Gwendolyn has taken her leave of the ring, and her cohorts seem to be following suit. So Drake finally takes the opportunity to spin around and crouch by Julia. He tries to quickly set the mask back into place for her, though his hands are working at a near-fumble, not sure if she even wants the mask back on at this point.
"I'm so sorry, baby, I'm sorry," he rushes out in a murmur, intended only for her ears. "Do you- do you want it back on?"
Guest- Guest
Re: SS 15 Entropy Title Match: Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt(C) Vs. Julia Rogers
This couldn’t be happening... It just couldn’t...
Once the announcement was made and the audience made its collective opinion on the outcome perfectly clear, Julia felt like every ounce of morale had suddenly been drained right out of her body. Disgraced by being unmasked, victorious with nothing to show for it. What seemed to be so close to a dream come true had instead turned to a living nightmare she only prayed would end soon. But it was only just getting started.
It seemed Gwendolyn wasn’t content with her work, and wanted the cowgirl to suffer even more. And that’s exactly what happened. Taunting words rained down at Julia, followed by a boot stomping right onto her spine, drawing a pained shout from her. And things only went from bad to worse as her arms were then wrenched back while Gwen stood on her, bending her in an excruciating surfboard stretch. “AAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!” she screamed out. All the while as she was tortured, people in the audience who moments ago had seemed to be on Julia’s side were now taking advantage of the rare opportunity to take a quick picture of the cowgirl’s exposed face. Clearly they didn’t understand how much they were adding to Julia’s shame, or see their hypocrisy in booing Gwen for her actions while simultaneously finding personal enjoyment from them. Despite these people supposedly having “sided with Julia,” she felt utterly betrayed and alone in her moment of sheer agony...
But then Julia heard Drake’s voice close by roaring threateningly, and suddenly she flopped down onto the mat again as she was finally released from the hold. She vaguely heard the voices speaking around her, but remained face down against the mat with her long golden locks surrounding any and every inch of her mortified features. And right about when Gwen took her leave, Julia finally started pushing herself back up. One hand supported her against the mat as she got to her knees while the other remained tightly over her face, partially because of the absence of her mask, and also to hide the tears now starting to stream from her eyes.
Her body gave a faint, startled jolt when she felt Drake started trying to move the mask back into place for her. And in a sudden move, her hand snatched the mask and held it tightly while she glared down at it, her hair the only thing keeping the full extent of the anger in her eyes from being seen by everyone else. How could everything have gone so horribly wrong all because of this stupid, worthless... No. It wasn’t right to blame the mask for what had happened tonight. There were countless ways Gwen could’ve gotten herself disqualified. She’d just decided with the method she knew would cut Julia deepest. Slamming her eyes shut, she brought the mask against her chest as she sobbed and hugged it like a child with a beloved teddybear. And it was only then that she realized how stupid she was for not immediately being more appreciative of Drake’s help. Julia couldn’t bring herself to say anything, but she shakily held the mask up to her face and gave a weak nod, finally accepting his offer to help retie it and put it back on her. It wouldn’t heal the scar that tonight had left on her, but if nothing else it would at least spite Gwen’s efforts to completely break her spirit.
Once the announcement was made and the audience made its collective opinion on the outcome perfectly clear, Julia felt like every ounce of morale had suddenly been drained right out of her body. Disgraced by being unmasked, victorious with nothing to show for it. What seemed to be so close to a dream come true had instead turned to a living nightmare she only prayed would end soon. But it was only just getting started.
It seemed Gwendolyn wasn’t content with her work, and wanted the cowgirl to suffer even more. And that’s exactly what happened. Taunting words rained down at Julia, followed by a boot stomping right onto her spine, drawing a pained shout from her. And things only went from bad to worse as her arms were then wrenched back while Gwen stood on her, bending her in an excruciating surfboard stretch. “AAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!” she screamed out. All the while as she was tortured, people in the audience who moments ago had seemed to be on Julia’s side were now taking advantage of the rare opportunity to take a quick picture of the cowgirl’s exposed face. Clearly they didn’t understand how much they were adding to Julia’s shame, or see their hypocrisy in booing Gwen for her actions while simultaneously finding personal enjoyment from them. Despite these people supposedly having “sided with Julia,” she felt utterly betrayed and alone in her moment of sheer agony...
But then Julia heard Drake’s voice close by roaring threateningly, and suddenly she flopped down onto the mat again as she was finally released from the hold. She vaguely heard the voices speaking around her, but remained face down against the mat with her long golden locks surrounding any and every inch of her mortified features. And right about when Gwen took her leave, Julia finally started pushing herself back up. One hand supported her against the mat as she got to her knees while the other remained tightly over her face, partially because of the absence of her mask, and also to hide the tears now starting to stream from her eyes.
Her body gave a faint, startled jolt when she felt Drake started trying to move the mask back into place for her. And in a sudden move, her hand snatched the mask and held it tightly while she glared down at it, her hair the only thing keeping the full extent of the anger in her eyes from being seen by everyone else. How could everything have gone so horribly wrong all because of this stupid, worthless... No. It wasn’t right to blame the mask for what had happened tonight. There were countless ways Gwen could’ve gotten herself disqualified. She’d just decided with the method she knew would cut Julia deepest. Slamming her eyes shut, she brought the mask against her chest as she sobbed and hugged it like a child with a beloved teddybear. And it was only then that she realized how stupid she was for not immediately being more appreciative of Drake’s help. Julia couldn’t bring herself to say anything, but she shakily held the mask up to her face and gave a weak nod, finally accepting his offer to help retie it and put it back on her. It wouldn’t heal the scar that tonight had left on her, but if nothing else it would at least spite Gwen’s efforts to completely break her spirit.
LARIATO- Posts : 5598
Join date : 2014-11-13
Age : 31
Re: SS 15 Entropy Title Match: Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt(C) Vs. Julia Rogers
Julia snatches the mask back with ferocity enough to startle Drake. He falls silent, unable to do more than gently touch a free hand to her back - carefully. He isn't sure what kind of damage Gwen's done to her. But watching her, the turmoil of emotions is downright palpable. When her rage relents into sobbing, the teen removes his hand from her back in favor of settling around her head, turning his body just enough to help block the camera flashes from her emotional distress. And fortunately, it doesn't take her long before she opts to wear the mask again.
Drake busies his fingers through her sweat-dampened locks, tying the mask in place. It doesn't need to be perfect. It just needs to stay up, to do what a mask is supposed to do. The end result is a little loose and a little skewed, but Drake withdraws his hands to briefly touch her shoulders.
"Let's go."
Fortunately, the pair are quite close to the ropes. Still on his knees, Drake takes ahold of the bottom rope to pull it up, inviting Julia to slip through and begin their exit together. He has no intention of letting her be by herself now, unless she insists on it.
Drake busies his fingers through her sweat-dampened locks, tying the mask in place. It doesn't need to be perfect. It just needs to stay up, to do what a mask is supposed to do. The end result is a little loose and a little skewed, but Drake withdraws his hands to briefly touch her shoulders.
"Let's go."
Fortunately, the pair are quite close to the ropes. Still on his knees, Drake takes ahold of the bottom rope to pull it up, inviting Julia to slip through and begin their exit together. He has no intention of letting her be by herself now, unless she insists on it.
Guest- Guest
Re: SS 15 Entropy Title Match: Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt(C) Vs. Julia Rogers
There were some in the crowd who seemed to grasp the emotional significance of Julia putting her mask back on, and a small wave of applause started to build when Drake helped tie the strings together again. It was a very small consolation for the tormented blonde, who continued to sob even after the mask was back on.
Hearing his words, she gave another small nod then slid under the rope as Drake held it up for her. Once they were both outside the ring Julia wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her head against his chest, then walked with him back up the aisle. And as she left the arena in tears, in the back of her mind Julia made a promise to herself. An empty victory, a humiliating unmasking and a post-match beating was not going to be how she let her championship aspirations die. Tonight had been one of the most painful, heartbreaking moments of her wrestling career. But the devious heiress had not seen the last of Julia Rogers...
Julia Rogers wins via DQ
But STILL Entropy Champion: Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt
Hearing his words, she gave another small nod then slid under the rope as Drake held it up for her. Once they were both outside the ring Julia wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her head against his chest, then walked with him back up the aisle. And as she left the arena in tears, in the back of her mind Julia made a promise to herself. An empty victory, a humiliating unmasking and a post-match beating was not going to be how she let her championship aspirations die. Tonight had been one of the most painful, heartbreaking moments of her wrestling career. But the devious heiress had not seen the last of Julia Rogers...
Julia Rogers wins via DQ
But STILL Entropy Champion: Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt
LARIATO- Posts : 5598
Join date : 2014-11-13
Age : 31
Page 9 of 9 • 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
Similar topics
» Entropy Title Triple Threat Match! Julia Rogers vs. "Amazon" Alaina Sanders vs. Gwendolyn Dupont Bettencourt (C)
» AV 14 Entropy Title Match: Silver Ace (C) Vs. Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt
» Entropy Title Match! "Amazon" Alaina Sanders vs. Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt (C)
» AV 15 Entropy Title Match: Julia Rogers (C) Vs. Alaina Sanders (C)
» Entropy Co-Championship Match: Julia Rogers (C) vs Syd
» AV 14 Entropy Title Match: Silver Ace (C) Vs. Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt
» Entropy Title Match! "Amazon" Alaina Sanders vs. Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt (C)
» AV 15 Entropy Title Match: Julia Rogers (C) Vs. Alaina Sanders (C)
» Entropy Co-Championship Match: Julia Rogers (C) vs Syd
Anime Female Wrestling :: Shows :: Friction :: PPV :: Summer Splash
Page 9 of 9
Permissions in this forum:
You cannot reply to topics in this forum