Great Kali vs. The Black Fang - Wrath of the Goddess [FWC]

It likely seemed silly, but the Black Fang took Great Kali calling her ‘woman’ as good progress. It was a significant step up from ‘you bitch’ and ‘my bitch’. So they were making progress. She’d take it.

What was the best way to repay her for this progress? Well, by giving her something she wanted.

”Let go?” The Black Fang looked down, then up, then down again, and smiled. ”If you insist.”

The Black Fang did exactly as Great Kali asked, letting go of her leg...but only after she ducked down, slipped under her knee, pulled the leg over and tried to send her opponent flying with a Dragon Screw legwhip.

The moment the Black Fang pulled her leg over after slipping under her knee, Great Kali suddenly felt weightless. Only when her body felt the sudden impact of hitting the canvas she realized that she had been flipped off the mat with a Dragon Screw legwhip. "Ugh!!" When she came crashing down into the mat, she groaned in pain, feeling sore on her back after her bad landing.

Grinding her teeth, she glared at her opponent as she pushed herself up and attempted to pick herself up. But in doing so, she had no means to attack her opponent or to defend herself from her opponent's assaults.

Keep it moving, keep it moving.

The moment the Black Fang let go of Great Kali with the leg roll, she was already whipping about, getting back to her feet, ensuring she was covered just in case her opponent recovered faster than she anticipated. Such wasn’t the case here, she had a nice opening to work with. But it did mean she was just in time to see that glare on Great Kali’s face. It gave her a warm, fuzzy feeling.

She was quick to follow up as well, sliding over to her opponent and reaching out to grab her head while she was recovering. From there, the Black Fang went for a wrestling staple, as she spun about, tried to pull Great Kali’s head over her shoulder, and attempted to dump her flat on her mostly-exposed butt, going for a classic snapmare.

Great Kali didn't like that glare that her opponent gave her as she tried to get back on her knees. But before she could go any further, the Black Fang then would reach out to grab her head. The muscular beauty was still unprepared for anything that her opponent had in store for her as she just barely recovered earlier. She should've pulled back, but her state of daze prevented her from doing so.

Then she was flipped over the Black Fang's shoulder down to the mat, landing on her mostly-exposed butt. "Guh!!" It didn't hurt as much as some people might think, but it would stun her as she was slammed into the mat on her thong-clad derrière, taking her a moment to process what was happening to her. But, she would try to overcome her state of daze as she attempted to get on her knees and turned to the direction of the enemy. She could not retaliate yet as she was still trying to overcome the effect from the impact of her landing earlier, but she would be able to see what the Black Fang would do to her.

While the snapmare wasn’t exactly a finisher-quality kind of move, the Black Fang knew from experience that it could throw you for a loop if you let it, and your brain typically needed a moment to readjust. She expected that Great Kali would stay down after taking hers, and that she’d be able to strike the strange, blustery woman from behind. That was a misguided expectation, as it turned out - Great Kali was quickly rising back to her feet, looking more determined that ever.

Easy enough to fix.

The Black Fang gritted her teeth and answered the challenge, moving swiftly and surely. She raised her leg and lashed out, attempting to hit Great Kali in her chest - a big target - with a rough shin kick, making sure to throw her body into the wild strike.

Great Kali could see what her opponent was about to do, and she had no way to avoid getting hit by the attack. So, she just took the blow to her chest. "Gkhh!!!" The Indian goddess just gritted her teeth, trying to endure the pain of having her breasts abused in such a fashion. And due to the nature of her choice of clothing, anything hidden underneath might get exposed if this continued.

Right after receiving the kick, Great Kali would bring up her arms to hold the Black Fang's leg with a hug, trying to prevent her from pulling her leg away from her hold. She would look up to her opponent, eyes blazing with rage as she growled, "My turn." Then, she would attempt to bring the Black Fang down into the mat while still holding her leg tightly with one arm so that she could use her other arm to punch her once she's brought down to the mat. This time, she had one particular target in mind, and the Black Fang's breasts seemed to be quite a tantalizing target to drive her fist into.

In hindsight, the Black Fang should’ve really seen this coming. She’d only countered one of Great Kali’s kicks a moment ago in a similar fashion, and it was only a matter of time before that came back on her. It probably would’ve been better to go for a knee - harder to counter, more damaging.

But she didn’t. And this was the price.

It was indeed Great Kali’s turn, pushing the Black Fang down to the mat and quickly getting on top. The heroine tried to push up as soon as she could, but a stiff punch to the chest stopped that effort cold, hammering her into the mat. That took some of the fight straight out of the Black Fang, and she laid there, grasping her battered breast. Not a good position, and not likely to get better anytime soon.

Now in a dominant position once again, Great Kali let out a cruel laugh as she would straddle the downed heroine. "Haha... how does it feel to have your small, ugly tits crushed like that? Want another?" She would hammer down one more fist into the Black Fang's other breast, a twisted grin etched on her face all the while. Then, she would hold up both her hands before she bring them down, intending to crush both breasts at the same time with double hammers.

The goddess would continue repeating such cruelty for three times before stopping. Then, she would attempt to pull apart the front of the heroine's outfit, intending to expose her breasts for all to see.

While the Black Fang had never put her breasts on full display, wanting to be known more for her in-ring acumen and less for anything sundry, she indeed thought she had a great body, and at least acceptable breasts. As it turned out, however, Great Kali felt differently, and she had a violent way of showing disdain.

Each blow to the breasts rocked the Black Fang, making her jerk about on the floor, gasping with pain, her eyes shut tight...that was, until Great Kali went for a more erotic angle. At first, the Black Fang merely thought she was fumbling around, feeling her up, which wouldn’t have been the worst feeling. But then it became apparent she had more sinister intentions. Ones that involved putting the Black Fang’s breasts on display for all to see.

Not happening.

Before Great Kali could finish her wicked objective, the Black Fang raised her leg up and tried to land a kick in the back of her head -hopefully enough to leave her loopy and unseat the witch before she could hurt something worse than the Black Fang’s body: her pride.

Great Kali would place her hands on the Black Fang's breasts, cooping a feel before attempting to rip apart the front of her outfit in order to expose her breasts. But before she could do so, she felt a sharp pain on the back of her head, and she reeled from the pain. "Gkh!!" It seemed that the downed heroine managed to kick her in the back of her head, and the pain from being kicked disoriented her slightly, which would allow the Black Fang to get away from her as she writhed in pain while clutching her hurt head.

As she tried to recover from the pain, the Indian goddess would still be disoriented, which made her vulnerable to anything the Black Fang would do to her. She groaned as she dragged herself away from the heroine so put some distance between them in order to give herself more time to recover.