For the Thrill of the Fight: Vida Fenix vs. Emily Blascowicz

"Oooh," Vida moaned, her belly still aching from the hard fist that had just rammed into her belly. Emily had really taken it to her, and it was getting more than a bit humiliating. "Ah, hey! Hey!" Vida whimpered, as Emily grabbed her, and threw her up against the ropes.

Hanging there, still trying to suck in some air, Vida could only wait for the hard sting of Emily's chop. "Aaaooww!" she cried out, bringing up an arm to massage her tender, aching chest. The rookie luchadora grit her teeth, seething in pain and frustration as Emily's dominance continued. Breathing in sharply, Vida shook her head, and tried to focus, hoping that Emily would present an opening she could take advantage of soon, and let her get back into this fight.

As the chop struck home, the redhead took a step back before inspiration struck. Reaching out, Emily would try to take hold of the Luchadora's shoulders and pull her down, intent on pulling Vida's head between her thighs. Taking a moment to squeeze the Latina's head with her toned legs, Emily would reach down and try to wrap her arms around Vida before lifting her up. If she could manage this, there would be a moment's opening while Emily turned around before the redhead would powerbomb Vida into the mat.

"Nngh, no," Vida protested weakly, as Emily grabbed her shoulders and crammed the poor girl's head between her thights. The cold viciousness of Emily's assault was keeping the young rookie cowed, at the moment, Vida having no time to recover from Emily's onslaught. "Nnnnngh!" Vida grunted, squirming, failing to get herself out from between Emily's legs while they squeezed hard against her skull.

Hoisted up into the air, Vida had a moment to look around, panicked, as she tried to make sense of what was happening. Panic and dread set in, as Vida realized what Emily had her in position for. Vida let loose with a couple of stiff shots to the redhead's skull, pummeling at her with three quick blows. Unfortunately, it was all too late, an easy thing for Emily to slam Vida into the mat regardless. Hitting the mat hard, Vida was left sprawled out, spread-eagle in front of the redhead. A single, full-body twitch was her only sign of life, as the young latina lay there suffering from the hard-impact move.

Unfortunately, the redhead found herself unable to properly enjoy the sight of Vida laid out on the mat like that. While the strikes had been somewhat numbed with the rush that had come with slamming the luchador down, Emily found herself staggering a little as that passed, the arena tipping a little around her. Stumbling back, Emily took a moment to rest against the ropes, shaking her head to clear the ringing from her head.

"Not...bad," Emily said, "Not as much fun if you just lay there and take it."

Laid out flat on the mat, Vida felt like a bug against a windshield. "Aaaauuhhhh ..." she moaned, slowly shaking her head. That slam had knocked the lithe latina for a loop, rendering her semi-senseless. Emily was putting Vida through her paces, tonight, and it seemed as though there was nothing the rookie could do, to keep up.

Pushing herself up to a shoulder, Vida shook her head again and looked at Emily. Frustrated, the rookie clencher her jaw at Emily's comments, face reddening in irritation. Getting on her hands and knees, Vida struggled to regain her strength, hoping to be able to gather enough strength to muster some kind of counter, some defense, before Emily was able to lay down another, punishing assault.

As much as Emily wanted to see if Vida would manage to get to her feet under her own power, the redhead was more concerned with making sure she was steady before she charged back into the fray. With that in mind, Emily rested against the ropes for a bit longer before making her way over, staggering a little with the first few steps before she grew steadier. Reaching down, the redhead would try to grab hold of Vida by her shoulder with one hand and her hair with the other, intending to haul the Latina up to her feet. If she could manage that, she'd try to grab Vida by her arm and send her running for the ropes with an Irish Whip.

Vida's head was spinning, as she struggled to re-orient herself in the ring. She had been completely unprepared for Emily's cold, sadistic offense. The redhead was unrelenting, and the young latina had been taking it on the chin since the opening bell. Vida looked around, eyes wide with panic- she wasn't even sure where she was, until Emily was already on top of her!

Before the dazed Vida knew what was going, on, Emily had her around the neck and arm. "Q-que?" Vida stammered, before Emily swung her into a dead run at the ropes. Vida careened forward, turning just in time to come bouncing off the ropes and back to the center of the ring. She was powerless in the momentum of Emily's Irish whip, tears brimming at her eyes as she worried what move her opponent was going to be throwing at her, next!

Emily watched as Vida managed to turn herself around just in time to come bouncing off the ropes, running in straight towards her. While it might have been more tempting to try to catch Vida up in a bearhug, she'd have to let the Latina bleed off some momentum first. Of course, the redhead was perfectly willing to help, and it was with this in mind that Emily ran at Vida in turn, leaping up for a dropkick aimed straight at the luchdora's chest.

"Ooh," Vida moaned lightly, as she boucned off the ropes. The force with which Emily had Irish whipped her into the ropes, combined with the momentum that she'd built up on her rebound, left her barely able to control her forward rush back toward her opponent. Foot over foot, stumbling forward, there was nothing the rookie could do to make herself stop. Unfortunately, Emily had a plan that took care of that. Leaping up, the redhead kicked out, delivering a stiff dropkick square to Vida's tender chest!

"Aaaie!" Vida cried out, as Emily's boots sank into her breasts. The impact knocked Vida back, crashing onto her shoulders. Trembling in pain, the youthful latina wrapped her arms protectively around her aching bosom, wincing in pain. Between the momentum and the sheer force of Emily's kick, Vida was left helpless on the mat, stunned.

Landing hard on the mat, Emily quickly scrambled to her feet to find Vida trembling on the floor in front of her. Grinning at the sight, the redhead made her way over, leaning down to grab a fistful of hair so she could drag the latina to her feet. If she could manage that, Emily would try to wrap her arms around Vida's waist, pinning the luchadora's own arms to her sides, and lift her clear off the ground, squeezing as hard as she could in a bearhug.