Shake the Earth - Artemis Armstrong vs. Great Kali

Looks like that fancy schmancy Taekwondo shit was actually useful.

Artemis didn’t jump on the idea at first to take up any moves like that back in her amateur career. Some people even agreed with her. Her body was too big, the flexibility wasn’t really there, and, really, she just didn’t see the point in it. Why go for some complicated, tactical shit like a leg sweep? What was wrong with a nice, regular punch to the face? Why not just grab and slam the guy into the ground and get it over with?

Well, the answer was right in front her.

Kali was dangerous. She was faster than her and had the strength to complement that. But now that she was on the ground, there was a chance for her to turn things around.

But first things first.

“Let’s even up the score, here.”

That was the only warning Artemis would give before placing a strong grip on Kali’s throat. A foot on the stomach would keep her in place as Artemis ripped the threads covering each breast, fully exposing those barely-clad breasts to the world. Crowd seemed to appreciate that.

She wasn’t done there, though. The former actress still had to make up for the momentum she had been losing up to now. One hand on the breast, another on the throat, she’d heave the Indian woman up and throw her back towards the center of the ring. Nothing that would hurt too bad, but it would help establish the hierarchy in the ring. The goddess may be strong, but Artemis was stronger still.

Still groaning on the mat, Great Kali saw her opponent looming over her, and from there, the Indian woman could tell that the former actress would aim to even the score. Sure enough, Artemis then moved a hand to her neck, putting a strong grip on her throat while she used one of her feet to keep Kali in place, placing it on the Indian goddess' stomach. With Kali immobilized, Artemis was free to make her move on her, and her already skimpy outfit was torn apart, revealing her breasts in full view, much to the delight of the crowd.

Even so, while she was feeling annoyed by the exposure, Kali didn't mind it much. Considering that her outfit was already revealing enough, she didn't have any problem being rendered naked in front of the live crowd. But, due to her still under the mercy of her larger opponent, she couldn't help but feel a tad irritated by getting her own attire torn off.

And from the look of it, it seemed that Artemis wasn't quite done yet. After exposing her tits into clear view, the sun-kissed blonde then heaved Great Kali up by one of her breasts and her throat, causing her to grunt a little before she was slammed hard into the mat at the center of the ring with a throw, causing her to gasp out in pain. "Hrghhh!!" Feeling the impact from the throw, Kali grimaced in pain, writhing on the canvas. With her breasts fully exposed, the sight of her squirming and writhing in pain was a delightful sight for the crowd, and a delectable target for her opponent, as she was pretty winded at the moment.

Alright, things were starting to look up.

Kali was down for the moment, the crowd seemed to be Artemis’s side, and she was in the perfect position to make the most of it. Flexing an arm as she walked over towards the center, Artemis would look out at the sea of cameras and applause with a toothy grin plastered across her face. She knew that look in their eyes. She understood the cheers. Even if she hadn’t been doing so well up to now, this was her chance to turn things around. If they were looking for a show, they were going to get it.

Artemis placed her hands on her hips, looked back towards her opponent, and...

Damn.

Needless to say, Artemis very much approved of the sight of the Indian beauty. Kali clearly took very good care of her body and plenty of work into keeping it top-notch. Probably as much as work as she put into that persona. If wrestling ever stopped working out for her, the former actress knew more than a few model agencies that would be happy to have her.

Lifting the goddess over her shoulders, Artemis would clamp down on the woman’s neck and thigh as the woman could only face the ceiling. As she crushed the woman’s spine, Artemis would walk around the ring, giving the occasional jump to reassert the pressure. The muscular blonde would give a wide smile as she strode about the ring, giving the audience the best show she could.

Apparently, the slam was more damaging than the Indian goddess initially thought, with her still winded by the impact of the slam. Gasping heavily, her bare chest heaving up and down, Great Kali tried to regain her strength in order to push herself back up. It seemed that her good fortune since the beginning of the match had ended, and Artemis was standing over her at the moment. Certainly, there's no way Great Kali would allow her to press on and continue with her advantage, but with her current condition, she had to take a while before she could regain her bearing.

And because of her needing a while to recover, Artemis had taken advantage of her weakened state, lifting her up and getting her on her shoulders. Groaning, Great Kali could only struggle, squirming and thrashing to no avail as she was put in a fireman's carry. "Hrkh...!!" The Indian beauty grimaced in pain as the former actress clamped on her neck and thigh while stretching her spine in the hold. The pain she experienced from this position was making it hard for Great Kali to come up with an escape plan, and she had to endure the humiliation of being put on display as Artemis strode about the ring, her bare, uncovered breasts wobbling and shaking with each movement.

"Nnghh... aaarghh...!! Nghhaahh!!" Great Kali groaned in pain the longer her spine was bent like that. Things were starting to look bad for the Indian goddess, and she continued her struggling, hoping that such torture could end before her endurance ran out. While she might be tough, she could only endure so much before having to admit defeat.

If there was one thing Artemis Armstrong excelled at, it was showmanship.

A wide, pearly white smile graced lips as she continued to walk in a circular motion from one side of the ring to the other. The audience. The gaze. The cheers. The former actress couldn’t help but feel a little proud of her ability to reverse her predicament so quickly. At the same time, she seemed to have captivated the entire arena with her show of true, Armstrong-grade strength. Kali clearly wasn’t enjoying this by any stretch of the imagination. The Indian beauty squirmed and writhed in her hold, groaning against the pain and pressure. The great and powerful goddess looked little more than a feeble young woman in her grasp. It gave her some transparency, showed that Kali, for all her strength, wasn’t invincible. Artemis could be satisfied with that.

But she was also in the position to take thing a step further. Their tops were already gone, and Kali seemed to be determined to head this way anyway. Artemis may as well take the first step. And, heck, she knew people were asking for it. Who was she to give the audience what they wanted? A damn good actress, that’s who. Sliding her hand between Kali’s fulsome thighs, Artemis would slip a pair of fingers between the Indian woman’s cloth, grazing the folds of her slit with a gentle brush.

“Huh. Pretty warm down here, Kali. You like getting tossed around, dontcha?”

Artemis made sure to slow her walk a bit, letting the crowd really take in the view and let the cameras get a good angle. All the while, she’d make sure her fingers slid up and down the tender folds of the Indian beauty, making sure to elicit the best reaction possible from her.

“What do you say? Ready to give?”

Great Kali was being paraded around the ring while carried by her opponent on her shoulders, her poor spine forced into its limit, causing her to groan out loudly in agony. And with her top being torn off, exposing her breasts, heaving and shaking as she was carried around, the Indian beauty wasn't having the best of time at the moment. She needed to escape this position so that she could return the favor to her foe, making her pay for such humiliation.

And then, the former actress decided to up the ante, slipping her fingers between Great Kali's cloth, touching her slit underneath. "Oooh f-fuck!!" The Indian goddess yelped out, shivering upon having her sex caressed by Artemis, making it hard for her to focus on trying to escape this position. And in this position, she was shamefully displayed to the crowd, having the camera focusing on her crotch being touched freely by her opponent. "Aaahh...!! Hrrnnghh!!"

The Indian woman started flushing, the touch had been affecting her badly. She could even feel something sticky on her crotch as Artemis continued caressing her sensitive slit, making this whole situation more humiliating. Hearing Artemis asking her whether she's ready to give or not, she growled out, trying to bite back her aroused moans before answering, "Nnghh... n-nev-aahhn!!" she couldn't quite manage to give her opponent a proper response due to how sensitive she was down there.

Definitely having enough of this, Great Kali would try to close her thighs together, trapping Artemis' hand between her thighs. From there, she would try to come up with her next move so that she could escape this hold and turn the match around in her favor.

For such a tough and terrifying woman, Great Kali sure had a sweet voice.

It was subtle, but once the woman started warming up, there was plenty to like in those sweet tones. The confidence in her refusal to surrender was misplaced somewhat against the soft groans and heavy pants. She felt a bit of moisture beginning to develop between the folds, making Artemis grow a devious smile. An orgasm may score her the win, but it would be more than enough to win the crowd over before she put this raging goddess down for good.

“Good. More payback for me.”

She would have liked to hear more from her, really feel this goddess out, until the woman clamped shut. Artemis wriggled her hand between the pressure, but her thick thighs had caught her fingers good. She could barely wiggle her fingers. The iron muscle beneath the tanned, supple skin refused to give the former actress an inch. With some effort, she managed to slip her hand free, but it was clear entry was no longer welcome. For the moment, at least.

Guess Kali wasn’t going to endure this treatment much longer. That was cool. Artemis knew just how to deal with that. She’d throw the woman over her head before slamming her down onto her knee with a backbreaker! After that, she’d roll the woman off, content to do some showboating for the crowd and letting the goddess squirm a bit. That oughta teach her a lesson about taking an Armstrong lightly.

While she managed to stop Artemis from probing on her slit any further, it didn't mean that her suffering was over. Still groaning in pain while being carried around by the former actress, Great Kali tried to regain her composure. But then, Artemis threw the Indian woman over her head, bringing her down onto her knee with a backbreaker. "GAAAAAHHHHHH!!!" Kali howled out in agony upon having her spine that was stretched and bent a while ago slammed onto her opponent's knee.

And so, Great Kali was then rolled off and left squirming on the mat, face scrunching up in pain as she brought her hand to her throbbing back. "Hrrghhaahh... gaaahh..." The pain on her back was making it difficult for her to think of a way to get back at Artemis, and she remained on the mat, writhing in pain. She would need a while to recover from the pain, which would leave her vulnerable against whatever Artemis had in her mind for her next.

Definitely not wanting the former actress to capitalize on her weakened state, Great Kali would try to roll away from Artemis, hoping to reach the ropes where she could gain a brief respite. "Guuuh... guhuu... nnghh..." The former actress might be able to catch up to her due to her slowness while rolling away, but this was the only thing she could do at the moment, with her back in a rather bad shape after taking the backbreaker earlier. If she managed to reach the rope, she would take the chance to come up with a new plan to deal with Artemis and make her pay for the pain and humiliation that the Indian goddess had to endure.

Now this was more like it.

Kali was hopefully taking that little lesson to heart after having the match turned around on her so quickly: messing with an Armstrong was a mistake. They possessed wills of steel and laughed in the face of adversity. Goddess or no goddess, Artemis was going to win this fight like she had all the others. With her own strength, intellect, and sheer willpower.

And preferably with a lot of cameras. Had to get the word out of who was really the biggest sensation in Friction.

Artemis spent the next couple moments flexing her arms out to the audience. Hearing the cheer of the audience was starting to make her feel back at a hundred-percent. Her bare chest may have been messing with her image somewhat, but that was no big deal. More eyes on her. The momentum was fully swinging her direction for once, and now all she had to do was keep up the pressure. She would have been fine doing this for another moment or two.

That was, until she noticed Kali going for the ropes. That wasn’t happening. Artemis still had pay her back in full for everything she had just been put through.

Crouching down just before she could grasp the rope, Artemis would wrench the Indian beauty’s arms away with a full nelson.

“Not so fast, Shiva. You’re paying with interest, remember?”

Showing off more of her superior strength, she’d lift her opponent up and away from the ropes, turning back towards the center of the ring. Keeping her suspended for a moment to let the woman’s arms wear, the muscular blonde would suddenly release the hold and wrap her arms around Kali’s waist, sending her into the canvas with a facebuster.

Great Kali's progress towards the ropes was slow but she was getting there. Soon, she would get a moment to rest and recover a little so that she could retaliate and fight back. But, before she could reach the ropes, Artemis managed to catch up to her, grabbing her arms before pulling her up, putting her in full nelson. Due to her top being torn off of her, her bare, oil-slicked breasts were fully exposed and in clear view for everyone among the crowd. "Nhgaahh...! Y-you...!!" The Indian goddess growled, expressing her displeasure at her current predicament. She grimaced in pain as she was being lifted up while in full nelson, and Artemis carried her away from the ropes to the middle of the ring, where she had no way of reaching the ropes for a rope break.

Struggling as she was suspended while Artemis lifted her up, and her arms were aching from this position. And then, the former actress released the full nelson and immediately wrapped her arms around her waist before she was sent down face first onto the mat, getting herself hit by a facebuster. "AUGHHH!!" Great Kali's world shook upon impact, and she would flop onto the canvas, the pain from the facebuster making it hard for her to quickly recover.

"Nghhuu... nnghhh..." At the moment, Great Kali was weakened and had become an easy picking for the former actress. She was definitely in danger now and was completely under Artemis' mercy, and after her show of dominance earlier, it's safe to say that the former actress wouldn't be showing her any ounce of mercy after this.