Abid vs. Kim Rhee - Forced Attrition

There was no warning, no tell, no way for Kim to know what was coming her way. There was only the attack - a quick, blazing motion that gave her a fraction of a second to react. Not nearly enough.

Kim knew Abid was fast, but she only truly understood how fast in that moment. With a feral lunge, she closed the distance and introduced two kinds of pain. The first came from her stomach, as the wind was knocked clean out of her body, followed by stinging points as her claws dug in and twisted. The second came at her throat, a choking strike that kept her from replacing the air that had been forced out. She didn’t have a chance to get her arms up in defense, couldn’t dream of blocking before they struck.

Kim’s legs failed her in that instant, and she wound up collapsing to the floor, desperately grasping the sore spots, looking up at Abid as fear and confusion took over her face. Something had changed the second that glass shattered, and it wasn’t for the better.

”Abid-” She spoke through her coughs as she crawled to the side. ”Wait, stop-”

Abid wouldn't relent. She moved after Kim on shaky legs. Even in her frenzy the effects from the earlier hold on her was crippling her mobility to a degree. As she moved up along side Kim she twisted, sending a swift kick at the woman's side to send her into the ring apron. She seemingly had nothing to say to Kim's pleas.

This woman who had made a fool of her this whole match. Had she toyed with her so much just to get to her Master? This terrible woman who had made her feel so good for such a short time before ripping it away time after time. Why had she been taken in by this betrayer? Stupid, stupid Abid.

She stepped over Kim, crouching down to look over the woman. Her hand reached out to clenching around her throat, less to choke the woman than to hold her still as she rained down palm thrusts down on her. With each pounding strike some of her blood dripped down onto the woman beneath her.

Abid didn’t wait, didn’t stop, she didn’t even slow down. The woman that Kim had been fighting before and mostly dominating was gone, now. This wasn’t even the same beast she’d gotten a glimpse of, the one that had stomped her skull into the mat with relentless abandon. No, this was something darker, fiercer, and far more dangerous. Something would take her apart if she wasn’t careful.

A raw kick to her side sliced into Kim’s rib and flipped over like a turtle, exposing her to the assault from above. She was still struggling to draw a full breath, still trying to find some way to escape.

There wasn’t one.

Abid was relentless, moving in fast, giving her no chance to catch her breath. Her hand came down around Kim’s flailing defense, hitting like a hammer , blows and blows, merciless all the way through. She hit the nose, hard, filled her with the coppery scent of blood, making them a fitting match. Two peas in a pod of pain.

Abid's blows were only abated as a result of her physical limitation, strikes becoming less frequent as she overexerted herself to the point she had to finally stop, panting heavy as she stared down at Kim. Her fiery golden eyes hadn't broken contact with the other woman the entire exchange, even as she had buried her under blow after blow. She looked down upon the destruction she had cause and seem entirely apathetic. She callously shoved her hand in Kim's face, using the other woman to shove herself up, climbing to her feet slowly. As she rose she reached out to use the ring apron for support instead, stepping over the woman beneath her. A smeared trail of Kim's blood had made it to the ring as he hand dragged along the edge, circling back to reach Kim's legs.

As the woman had done before, she grasped for her ankles, raising them up to cradle her legs within her arms. She thrust her foot down, jamming her heel down between Kim's legs, grinding it in as painfully as she could manage. Payment for her earlier deceptions no doubt. Carelessly she threw her legs aside to roll the woman over onto her back.

She planted her feet firmly between Kim's legs, crouching down to wrench the girl's shins up, forcefully twisting her ankles to lock her feet in behind her calves. Securing Kim's knees with her palms, she leaned forward, rolling herself onto her back, hoisting Ki up int the air suspended by her twisted legs. her hands snapped out, grasping for Kim's wrists, pulling her body snug against the hold to painfully stretch out her back as her legs were forced to bend against their will within her finisher, "Dhabihah".

Pain. Continual pain. Abid kept hammering away at Kim, smashing her face without pause or mercy, to the point where she couldn’t even probably register the pain now. She was still conscious, enough to process the world around her and tell from the audience’s reaction how bad it was. This was no longer a titillating fight, had ceased to be arousing in the least. Now it was just a brutal beating, plain and simple, as Abid ripped their temporary heroine to shreds.

Kim’s body jerked about when she took the vicious stomp to her crotch, a fiery pain that ran through her spine, but it quickly settled after that. She was out of it. So out that all she could do was weakly rub her crotch, helpless as Abid hauled her back.

Her sole consolation was knowing that it could hardly get any worse, but even that was taken away from her soon enough. She could barely register Abid’s movements as her legs were lifted up and manipulated, but when hoisted her up and pulled her wrists in? Then she felt it.

[color=#0066ff]”Oh, God! God!”[/colo] Kim shrieked and shook her head from side to side, trying and failing to block out the pain. She’d thought the figure-four was a bad way to go, but this move surpassed even that, straining every muscle in her legs to the breaking point. ”Let go! Stop! Abid, I give! Stop, please!”

Her legs had extended fully as she drew back Kim's arms, pulling her further and further back until she had reached the cusp of her natural limit. It hadn't been long before the woman screamed for release. Surrendering the match as well as herself. Abid's eyes drifted over towards her Master who remained still and unmoved. So she continued the hold. The referee called for the bell, yelling down to Abid to drop the hold.

The One True King raised a hand, snapping His fingers before the palm was held out to one of the women in burkas. A small folded cloth was set meekly into his palm. He slowly made His way around the two as He unfolded the cloth, shaking it out in His hand. Crouching down, He took Kim's face in His hand, only touching her through the cloth.

"What has happened to your rebellious spirit, mongrel?" His shoulders shook as he laughed in her face, eyes elated as she was stretched out before him. "I want you to remember I offered you absolution. You thought to deny me. Now you belong to me. I will see to it your every misdeed here tonight is paid for in full from your flesh."

The referee was shouting for security. They attempted to leave the ring, but the women in burkas were quick to form a human barricade to hold them back. The scene became utter chaos. Abid maintained her hold, wrenching Kim into unimaginable amongst of torturous pain.

He slipped His hand up to her neck, mindful not to touch her without his cloth. His fingers closed in around her throat. Her was strong, far stronger than one might imagine. He couldn't stop laughing as he squeezed the life from Kim, wanting to watch the light vanish from her eyes, letting this be the last thing she saw before blacking out.

Her new Master.

Kim begged for Abid to let her go.

Abid didn’t stop.

The referee rang the bell, calling for the match to end, demanding that she break the hold and let her go free.

Abid didn’t stop.

The officials came down, tried get through a human wall of his servants, calling for him to end this, the audience yelled for it, everyone cried for her release.

Abid. Didn't. Stop.

Kim could only suffer as all this happened, could only writhe as this monster of a man wrapped his hands around her neck and squeezed, showing not a single ounce of mercy. The last thing she heard as the lights dimmed where his words, dark and booming, echoing in her brain. Fading away into nothingness, so that the last thing she were those deep eyes of his. The eyes of someone powerful who could command someone like Abid with such ease.

Her new master.