A Violets Retribution! Ven Vs Jessica Wright!

Collar POW match!
Rules: Victory can be obtained by locking one of the provided collars around your opponents neck!

It hadn't been a long period of time since Jessica and Ven's brief clash in the gym. Good. Almost from the very moment she had met the Violent Violet, Ven had wanted to get her in some form of match, no matter how risky the losing conditions might be. The Silent Retribution had tried to be nice to the horrible girl since the moment they met, desperately wanting to bring her away from being a heel and turn her into a face, and what did Jessica do? Threw it all back in her face like the ungrateful mound of toxicity she is. But at the end of the day it was alright. If Jessica wouldn't become a face, then she would simply have to lose like a heel.

As she had done many a time with the her gentle music starting to resonate throughout the arena Ven would start to make her slow but graceful way down to the ring, wearing her usual traditional blue ragged wrestling costume, her tough expression unwavering as she remained facing towards the ring, using all the focus which she had to prepare for this battle, as assuredly it would be brutal.

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After reaching ringside Ven would waste no time before swiftly sliding inside. Instantly spotting the closest corner with a collar on top of it. "How primitive.." She would mumble to herself, approaching the collar to give it a closer inspection, making sure that it was fully functional for the fight to come.

Jessica had been waiting. It was difficult to say that she was truly ready given the brief intermission between her fights, but she was expecting this. The Violent Violet got mad and even, and tonight the mad thing was a given. Ven had knocked her out while she was in the midst of her training and rubbed it in quite a bit. Like a Sioux chieftan, Jessica was about to launch into a warpath. She paced her dressing room. The tops at AFW had seen it fit to give Jessica her own dressing room tonight. Perhaps she was finally being given the notoriety she deserved.



The Violent Violet was looking good tonight. Her scars had all faded from her body but the burning desire to annihilate this bitch that rested under her skin was there. Tonight was a dog collar sort of night, one that would end in Jessica's bedroom. After placing a few calls she had secured her match, and after placing a few more calls she had gotten the stipulations she had needed to feel like she could get a measure of revenge. If Ven didn't like the fact that Jessica took girls like the conqueror she was, she would get a taste of it. It wasn't that bad. Jessica was a good, if selfish, lover after all.

She adjusted the straps of her bracers as she strode towards the staging area. Her opponent for the evening was already out there, waiting to get her ass kicked. Jessica recognized that this would put her even further into the heel camp, but that just came with the territory. She was going to get it all back tonight.

Little sister there's blood on the tracks...

The crowd didn't like her. Jessica didn't give a fuck. She didn't really like them either. But her focus tonight wasn't on them, it was on that bitch in the ring. As Jessica approached the ring, her eyes were forward and her fists were clenched. She hopped into the ring.

"I bet you look real pretty sucking a strap-on," Jessica taunted.

The moment she heard her opponents entrance begin Ven placed the collar back in it's original position, turning to watch the entrance of the woman she would be battling tonight as a small yet sly grin managed to make its way onto her face. Jessica was quite clearly pretty angry already and the match hadn't even begun yet, and although perhaps such anger should irritate Ven it actually did the opposite. The Silent Retribution found this kind of childlike sulking rather amusing, and even if she wanted to remain as serious as possible she couldn't help but at least allow a small grin.

When Jessica first entered the ring her words were as to be expected. According to the Violent Violet, Ven would look pretty sucking a strap-on, an exceedingly classy comment. "Well. Although that's a sight you will never see. At least you admitted that you find me pretty in some regard." Ven spoke out gently, her smile growing slightly larger as she strode over to her fierce opponent. "By the way. My apologies for what happened between us the other day. I should have probably notified someone that I had left trash laying around all over the gym equipment. But I did not. It was very irresponsible." The tall women went on with the same sincere tone, dishing out a little bit of taunting herself as she went.

Jessica sprung into action. She was lucky that the bell rang when it did, otherwise she might have been DQ'd right off the bat from attacking her opponent before it was time. Jessica just couldn't stand it. The pleasant voice of the woman, how she claimed the pretense of holding something over her, or how she actually stood over her because she was significantly taller. In all respects, the woman standing opposite was fairly pretty. In all respects, she would look even prettier to Jessica with that humiliating plastic in her mouth.

"Don't dig yourself a deeper grave," Jessica advised as she hurtled across the length of the canvas. Maybe she was becoming predictable, but the move had always worked. Why stop now, she thought as she planted both of her feet and launched herself skyward. Jessica had never been the fastest girl in the world, but she was built like a tank which meant that she had a ton of momentum that was directed straight towards Ven. The force was narrowed to two feet at the end of her two very long legs in the form of a missile dropkick. I'll show you trash, flashed through her head as she glided through the air. It was always worth it to try and get the match started off with a bang.

"Dig myself a deeper grave?" Ven giggled softly at the comment despite seeing Jessica's destructive approach, bracing herself for some form of impact as the dangerous woman grew closer. "Gah!" Ven grunted as The Violent Violet smashed into her rapidly raised arms, oddly enough not making much of an attempt to move out of the way as she decided to simply tank through the predictable attack, trying to reverse the incredible amount of momentum by powerfully shoving her arms forwards, hoping the outcome to be Jessica ungracefully bouncing off in the opposite direction.

No matter what happened to her foe, Jessica's momentum and pure strength was enough to send Ven stumbling back towards the nearest turn-buckle, the fact that she blocked it not changing much of the outcome for her as brief pain shot through both of her arms. "Grah!" Ven gasped as she smacked into the corner, not wasting any time before trying to climb back out. "I'm afraid you will need a deep grave to hold me.." The tall woman laughed out kind-heartedly, trying to remain positive to help counteract Jessica's negativity.

Jessica needed to change something up. While her opening salvo had kinda worked, Jessica felt like she was worse for the wear because of it. Ven had caught quite a lot of damage but Jessica was sent flying as she was completely in the air. She crash landed a few feet backwards, rolled, and found her feet. It seemed that Ven was even farther away now and nicely tucked into the corner. "I've never had a pet as big as you. Should make for some new opportunities," Jessica spat as she tore across the ring once again.

Never make the same mistake twice. Her thought wasn't her own but was instead her father's. While he probably wouldn't approve of this, he would certainly understand. Jessica's honor had been impugned and the only way to get it back was dishonoring this woman. Before that, she had to be beaten into submission. Jessica figured that the quickest and easiest way was through her massive arms. Her arms were low as she bounded over the white canvas towards the titaness. This had to be a surprise. At the last second, Jessica slowed and threw a mighty right hook towards Ven to try and keep her in the corner!

"Never had a pet as big as me..? Have you not owned a dog..?" Ven spoke out in a slow but joking tone while continuing to try and exit from the corner, also slowing her movements and narrowing her eyes as she saw Jessica was preparing for something, something which clearly wasn't going to be pleasant.

With Jessica sprinting across the ring at her once again Ven thought she knew exactly what her opponent was going to do. The Violent Violet was certainly strong and impulsive, but it seemed that she was somewhat lacking in the intelligence department, it probably wouldn't be beyond her to do the same predictable move twice in a row. Quickly raising her large arms in preparation for the expected incoming attack Ven would almost as quickly be met with both disappointment and sharp pain, Jessica's stealthy tactic paying off perfectly as the punch managed to curve around the taller woman's block attempt and smack her straight in the face, sending her falling back into the corner with a pained grunt.

Jessica loved that shot. It was so strong yet so tricky. The looping arc of the punch was almost graceful yet so brutally efficacious it had to be part of any brawler's arsenal. While the Violent Violet was loathe to call herself a brawler, she did understand how that loosened girls up. Then you could throw the book at them.

Ven was against the turnbuckle now. Jessica was a few feet away, which is just what she needed. See, the Violent Violet had been doing some research and had been hitting the practice mat like it stole from her. Jessica vaulted forward down on her hands. Her momentum carried her lower half forward towards Ven as if she was doing a handspring. What Jessica had in mind was a little bit more painful. If she could, when Jessica collided with Ven, she would wrap her legs around her head. Then it would be lights out for her, as she could pull herself up using her powerful abs and then hurricanrana her back down again!

On the other end of the spectrum Ven wasn't a very big fan of that shot. Not because it was badly done or unfair in any sense, but because it had just been the shot which had nailed her straight in the face and sent her painfully falling back into the very corner she was previously attempting to escape from. Now Ven was pretty damn durable no doubt about it, but that doesn't mean that she can't feel pain, and boy did that swift strike hurt.

As Ven spotted her opponent doing some surprisingly graceful manoeuvres through pain-filled eyes she felt something quite uncommon, a trickle of doubt. She hadn't anticipated Jessica to be so technically advanced, she previously believed her danger to be all due to strength, but it was now rather apparent that was not the case. "Grrah!" Ven roared out defiantly as she felt Jessica's strong legs wrap around her head, knowing quite quickly what her opponent was trying to do and using all of her strength to fight against it.

Unfortunately after a few moments of powerful struggling Ven would give way, unwillingly allowing her heavy form to be momentarily thrown through the air before smashing into the canvas with a tremendous crash! Having enough force to shake the ring as Ven lay in a bit of a daze, trying to regain her senses.

That was good. That looked good, that felt good, that came off good. And Jessica was feeling great. The Violent Violet rarely got to show off her more technical side which was a shame because Jessica was about as techie as they come. The crash of Ven's body against the canvas mat bounced up to the ceiling and around the arena, forming a cacophony with the yells of the fans that formed a symphony to Jessica's ears. Jessica stood back up. She felt she was firmly of control of this match.

For better or worse, she was not in control of her own emotions. Ever since getting knocked unconscious she had felt a wounded sense of pride. It wasn't misplaced at all. Most wrestlers were good fighters and getting knocked the fuck out in the middle of a workout wouldn't sparkle on anyone's resume. But Ven had flicked a switch in her with all of her prattling on. With all of her stupid little aside and all her stupid arrogance. The Violent Violet took a step forward to show this uppity bitch what was what.

Ven looked beautiful, lying there on the mat. A hurricanrana took a lot out of any wrestler and Jessica could tell Ven was in a lot of pain. Good. There was more to come. Jessica didn't want to just hurt Ven, she wanted to humiliate her. This was a dog collar match after all. The Violent Violet tried to break Ven in half, folding her legs up and intertwining their legs into a spladle.