A Violets Retribution! Ven Vs Jessica Wright!

Although Jessica might have been feeling great Ven was currently feeling quite the opposite. Even though the pain she was currently feeling wasn't at all helping matters, that's not what was causing the majority of her negative mind set. Even the smallest amount of self-doubt can be dangerous for people who always carry a lot of pride and are always so certain of things. This very same small amount of doubt was slowly tearing Ven apart from the inside-out, and worse still she didn't properly understand what was causing it.

Things weren't getting better any-time soon as the still stunned Ven found herself being placed into a tight and humiliating spladle, the only thing which she was able to do to fight against it being pitiful struggling, her facial expression falling into gentle despair as she used all of her strength to try and break free, unfortunately not appearing to be getting anywhere fast.

"Gahh!! Ughh!! Haahh!!" Ven moaned out with a mixture of struggling and desperation, not giving Jessica the satisfaction of begging as she continued to desperately try and break herself free of the humiliating hold, much more of herself than she would like being shown off to the gargantuan audience.

This one hurt. Every move that Jessica threw at a woman was painful, but this wasn't one of the worst ones. Hell, this wasn't even one of the bad ones, in terms of pain. But what it was, was humiliating as all hell. Her legs were spread like she was ripe for fucking and a thousand camera's light bulbs flashed. Ven was their hope for revenge on Jessica, and they were eating up her degradation. The Violent Violet could always count on the crowd to do exactly that. They were all perverts first, good people second. And Jessica loved when they showed their true colors.

Jessica's current color was red. Anger mostly, but also a little exertion. Not nearly as red as Ven must have been from embarrassment down there, but still pretty red. Jessica pushed her legs down a little more to make the move hurt that little bit more. She was not really in a very forgiving mood at the moment.

"If you give yourself up, I won't even fuck you that hard." That was a lie of course. Jessica was going to annihilate this woman if she made the mistake of losing. That was the price to pay for what she had done.

Unlike Jessica, Ven didn't employ the use of humiliation holds unless she absolutely had to. Pride meant a lot to a good wrestler be them a heel or a face, and humiliation in any form is exactly what has the ability to detract from such pride. If too much humiliation is used or if the wrestler is fragile minded it can end up doing long term damage, damage which has the ability to follow them outside of the ring, and that's something which Ven doesn't at all agree with. Although on certain occasions it is unavoidable, alike her small scrap with Jessica, Ven doesn't like fighting outside of the ring, as everyday life should be a break from such conflict.

"Ehhe!! Gruuah!! Uhh.." Ven continued to moan out while desperately persisting with her powerful struggling, eventually giving up due to the massive use of energy, allowing herself to fall limp and simply breath, waiting for Jessica to give up on the hold and try something else.

"I wouldn't dream on giving myself up to you.. And you better not even dream of thinking your going to have sexual intercourse with me.." Ven mumbled out quietly, half speaking to herself and half speaking to her vicious opponent.

Jessica sighed. When a girl didn't go along with the plan, it was downright boring. Jessica was better than everyone ever, and when a girl didn't realize that she was just stupid. That meant that Jessica could humiliate, decimate, and annihilate any girl she wanted to. She had all the power in the world. And right now she was using that power to put a lot of pressure on Ven.

But nothing lasts forever. Well, maybe her pride. But certainly not this hold. Jessica removed her leg from Ven's and rolled away. She was still in control of this match, but perhaps this woman didn't realize as much as she had to. She popped up.

"I bet you have imagined what my pussy tastes like." For whatever reason, this woman hated sex. Jessica was going to exploit that for all it was worth. If she could get under her skin that way, Jessica sure as hell would

"I've never imagined such a thing.." Ven hissed in displeasure as she climbed back up onto two feet, looking back at The Violent Violet with an expression filled with hatred, hatred which was caused much more because of the previous hold rather than the quite toxic comment.

Despite how it might appear Ven wasn't at all a hater of sex, in-fact she had no problems with it what so ever. What The Silent Retribution had a problem with was non consensual sex. Sex which is forced upon others is something which Ven has a major problem with, and even talks of such matters can quickly anger her.

Trying her best to fight through the ever growing doubt Ven would abruptly charge at Jessica, attempting to throw all of her force into a lung crushing spear!

Jessica was built pretty well. She had a certain muscular thickness to her that kept her stock still. The Violent Violet had seen a hundred tornadoes and not been blown away yet. But this was different. Jessica braced for the impact but it did precious little as this gargantuan woman hit her with the spear and bowled her over. The point of impact was right on her chest and Jessica flopped down to the mat.

If Jessica was being honest with herself, she would have said it was hard to even breathe. The wind was knocked out of her as her arms and legs flew akimbo on the mat. Every member of the audience was delighted that the big bad Violent Violet was finally getting some comeuppance.

But she knew there would be a followup. Ven had followed up the airplane spin by knocking her out with a punch, and Jessica realized she had to be ready. The trouble was moving at the moment. She tried to pick herself up but the pain made the process quite slow.

Luckily for Ven although she can count on strength she also usually has the height advantage, helping her execute moves with a lot more momentum and power than most others. Only once so far had Ven fought against someone who was the same size as her and it was truly a clash of the titans, the match could have gone either way but The Silent Retribution had managed to get off a painful submission hold at just the right time and had come out on top because of it.

Even though that same dangerous doubt was still present inside her Ven couldn't help but feel a certain degree of satisfaction, at last managing to give Jessica what was coming to her in the form of that devastating spear.

Without wasting any time Ven scrambled to her feet and ran away from The Violent Violet, heading towards the nearest turn-buckle and rabidly climbing it upon arrival. Once up Ven would face herself towards Jessica, making sure she still had enough time to pull off her attack before abruptly leaping off of the turn-buckle! Arms and legs stretched out attempting to land on her opponent with all her weight!

The crowd picked up. Jessica had always hated when that happened. She was never the one to absorb the love of the audience and use that to propel her forward in some form of a second win. The Violent Violet was more often than not the one being cheered against. So when the crowd picked up, that was almost universally a bad sign. To make matters worse, Ven was nowhere to be seen.

Jessica turned and found Ven. Or rather, Ven found her with a flying slam that Jessica was completely unprepared for. "Gah!" She yelled as Ven's powerful body slammed right into hers. Jessica was sent flying down to the mat as the sheer weight of the Silent Retribution came crashing into her. She bounced and skidded to a halt a few feet away.

She groaned. This girl was nothing if not high impact and Jessica began feeling like the moon with all its craters. The crowd roared their approval. Jessica moaned her pain.

Pulling off an attack by jumping off of the top turn-buckle is always high risk high reward. If you manage to land whatever manoeuvre you are going for then it can easily sway the tide of a match in your favour. However if your technique misses or if your opponent counters then you are most definitely in for a world of hurt, tossing away any advantages you had within a moment.

With the crowds tremendous support behind her Ven understood that she couldn't afford to wait for even the slightest moment. After gracefully rolling and leaping back up to her feet Ven would quickly move over to the currently downed Violent Violet, wanting to grab the toxic woman by the shoulders and hoist her back up in preparation for her next devastating attack.

Jessica kinda wanted to rest. It would have been nice to lay there for a second just so she could feel rejuvenated and could start her attacks anew but that was not fated, at least not by Ven. Some outside force seized Jessica's muscled shoulders and hauled her up in the air. The Violent Violet nearly dropped back down to the mat right then and there but stayed up.

Her eyes hadn't focused yet. Her muscles were not honed and ready to launch an attack and her mind was a thousand miles away. Whatever was coming next was entirely outside of Jessica's control.