Cicilia vs Alexia: No Holds Barred,

Cicilia wasn't in any state to resist Alexia's escape from under her, the Juggernaut flopping heavily off on her side as the harlequin rolled over on hers. The German couldn't even believe that this woman had even the strength do do even that! A tackle from her and a bunch of punches right to her head and she still had the power to move!?

"W-what the hell are you MADE of....?" She demanded through her ragged gasps, her thoughts manifesting on her lips! "I beat the shit out of you, tackle you, throw you around and you just keep coming...! Are you....nnnnnnngh........ A-are you even human...?" Cicilia blinked as a memory flashed before her eyes, the image of herself standing before her sister, bloodied, beaten, barely even half-conscious as her professional soon-to-be champion sibling stood there, untouched, practically yelling the same thing in her face word-for-word. She stared at this woman, shocked that her stubborn endurance could force this memory from her despite how utterly dishonorable and crazy she had been! She tore up her OUTFIT for god's sake!

...And speaking of which...

It was already falling apart. With the rough treatment it had gotten and the German didn't have the strength to put any more attention in keeping it up.. With a frustrated groan, she blocked out the cries of approval from the crowd as she just discarded the bottom half of her outfit, leaving her in nothing but the gloves and boots, too tired to even give a GOOD GOD DAMN at this point. She glared at the beaten, broken face she had plucked from her fantasies but the edge in her eye had dulled substantially. It was time to go for a pin...

Doing her very best to avoid taking any larger breaths than necessary, the Juggernaut dragged her ragged, bloody carcass over to Alexia, reaching out a hand to shove her over on her front, Cicilia flopping down on her with a wet, meaty *SLAP*! It was nothing special, just the best excuse for a pin she could manage.

ONE!

Alexia was known for her endurance, despite the amount of crazy punishment that she took she would always pull through and show why that she was a glutton for punishment. Her battered and bruised and bloodied body was screaming in pain from everything that Cicilia had done to her, but with the way that Alexia acted and moved no one would be the wiser. "Heheheheh...hahahhaha.....because...we can do this....as long as possible...!" she gasped out, her breath coarse as she coughed for air, her lungs feeling dry along with her throat as she continued to smile at the Juggernaut.

She continued to push into Cicilia, trying to worm her way out of being underneath the Juggernaut as she had an eye on her opponent who had stripped the last of her outfit off of her body, leaving herself mostly naked. "He...heh....so what? You going to do me next? Do it....let's fight naked! That way....we can have more fun!" she cried out, almost giddy with excitement again to override her immediate response to pain.

Almost.

Pushing up onto her elbows, Alexia left in just her red short shorts propped herself up as she tried to rise, only to be shoved back down onto the mat with Cicilia slamming down on top of her as their bare and sweaty fronts mashed together. "Ah!" she let out, her legs and arms slowly moving about, almost as if they were trying to flail as she was caught in the pin.

"TWO!"

Alexia didn't want this fun to end, there was much more for her to do and for Cicilia that she wanted her to do back to her! Attempting to break the pin, Alexia tried to shoot her shoulder up, There wasn't any real explosive power, nothing too impressive from her battered body, just enough to try and roll it off of the mat, further mashing her bare sweaty chest into Cicilia's!

The desire to fight until the end was all well and good on Cicilia's end but there was stubbornness... then there was ridiculousness... The German had been naked in the ring more than once with her loving girlfriend, her utter perfection and Cicilia's desire for her being the only things keeping the embarrassment off the surface of her mind. It was still there... all those unwanting eyes glazing over her body taking in her every detail... It was the same kind of embarrassment she felt every time she walked into that maid-themed cafe/restaurant she worked at! Sayumi helped supress it with her love... The inevitable paycheck and the ability to support both herself and her partner made it easier at work. Here...? The sharp, burning pain of her face flashing red nearly surpassed the exhausted burn of her wounded chest.

Did she think Cicilia WANTED to do this with her? This stupid naked-fighting thing!? Only Sayumi got to do this with her and the only reason ALEXIA was getting it was because she tore her outfit apart! She couldn't help it! Why the HELL was she smiling at her like that!? The pin the Juggernaut attempted was broken out of if barely in time, forcing her back up to her knees as she glared down upon the insane harlequin, huffing and puffing.

"S-stop acting like I WANT you naked..." Cicilia hissed, as she grabbed Alexia's shoulders, attempting to drag her to her feet along with the boxer herself. God, the way she was grinning and laughing, she made it look like this was something they planned for in advance! Not only did it make Cicilia look bad... But... how would her girlfriend take this if she saw it...? She'd understand... Yeah... She would see her outfit get torn up by this girl and not hold her responsible...

"Rrrgh..." She growled, gritting her teeth nearly to the point of dust as she made a move to drag Alexia over to a corner, taking her by the rim of her pants and then her shoulder before HURLING her into the turn-buckle Battering-Ram style!

...And like that, a new signature move was born. More to the point though... She could feel the audience's eyes clawing at her back... the sensation was tangible, like spindly stick-like fingers running up and down her skin... Invasive... perverted.... She hated it... It made her want to crawl into a room and never come out...The only thing that was keeping her grounded now was Alexia's defeat!... Even that was slowly losing potency.

Forcing her shoulder up, Alexia managed to break the pinfall attempt as she twisted up and posted up on her elbow, panting as sweat rolled off of her body as she looked at the now naked Cicilia. Her grin as wide as can be, even as air was passing through her teeth with her heavy breaths. Even as Cicilia rose, Alexia stayed on the ground, watching Cicilia approach her in her bare form. Not like there was anything Alexia could do to beat Cicilia to her feet, that amount of explosive power was not at her disposal at this point in the match.

"So you just want yourself naked...? I call lies!" she let out, as she was grabbed by her shoulders. Hands shooting up to grip onto the wrists as she was pulled to her feet, Alexia was dragged where ever it was that Cicilia was pulling her. Feeling them pick up speed as the back of her short shorts were bunched up from being grabbed, Alexia was launched forward towards the corner post as she crashed into it shoulder first!

A loud smack of flesh and steel rang out quickly followed by Alexia's screaming. "Aaaaaaaaaaah haha ow! Fuck!" she screamed out, her smile washed off of her face as the pain was too much even for her to enjoy on contact. Slumped on the second turnbuckle, Alexia's arm hung as her left hand grasped at her shoulder, butt pointed outwards as she gasped out in pain, continuing to moan out as she tried to get feeling back into her shoulder.

"Not laughing now are you, freak?" Cicilia growled, finding a great deal of satisfaction in the woman's expression of pain. "Not so fun once it starts stacking up!?" Both of her hands shot out, grabbing at Alexia's legs in a move to WRENCH her from the turnbuckle she was just thrown into, letting gravity do it's thing and slam her back to the canvas without mercy. The Juggernaut would stand over her dauntingly, glaring down at her as her anger seethed through her mind.

"You ruined my outfit... There was only one of those... My girlfriend made it for me, you idiot and you're gonna pay for that..."

How would Cicilia begin to do that, however...? If Alexia refused to fall on her own, the german would have to think of some certain ways to establish her dominance... First? She would start with humiliation. With Alexia sprawled out on the ground, Cicilia would firmly STAMP her heel into the woman's back, grinding it in with merciless fervor. It wasn't often the German felt like this. There was maybe one... or two other people in the world that deserved such violent animosity from her. Anger was one thing... Rage was another... Seeing someone else in pain and enjoying it? That was what this was.

Vengeance had a way of bringing out the darkness in somebody and making it look so good. This was one of those times... Add the humiliation that came with the awareness of the audience's eyes on her naked form and she felt a great swelling of revenge burst froth in her being, only adding to the cycle.

"I hope that hurts." She snarled, before raising her boot up before STOMPING it into her back!

Feeling getting back into the arm was taking an incredibly long time for Alexia, trying to squeeze her hand to try and force feeling back into it faster. It was barely working as she laid on the second turnbuckle. Gasping and panting, her attempts to smile failed as her lips continued to gasp and cough for air, pain flooding her body as Cicilia approached her from behind, grabbing at both of her legs as she was yanked off of the turnbuckle and landing chest first into the mat!

"Aaaagh ha ha!" she cried out, now laying on the coarse mat with her bare sweaty breasts mashing into mat. Breathing heavily as her arm began to move, still mostly numb with pain as Cicilia stood over her. She had little remorse for destroying the special outfit of Cicilia, not through cruelty, but from lack of understanding the significance of an item between lovers. "Ha....ha...then....you should've worn....something else....to tussle with!" she let out, pushing herself up with one arm.

Before she was stamped back into the mat, foot planting itself ring into her back as her head flew back to let loose another cry of pain! "Aaaaaaaah! Oh...! Oh yeah it....does!" she cried out, squirming underneath Cicilia's foot as she was trapped underneath!

"...You see... It's that kind of bullshit that makes this feel so good." Cicilia whispered coldly as she stamped her boot into the harlequin's spine yet again. "Assholes like you who fuck with people because it's funny. You should've kept your mouth fucking shut, because now I'm going to make it so it will never close again." That threat only meant one thing: Breaking her jaw. Oh, there were so many ways she could do this... She could grab it and break it to the side, she could stamp on her face until it broke but there was really only one thing the boxer would do to make this happen: Bust it open with her fist... And she had just the right punch to do it.

Unfortunately, it took time to wind up correctly and she didn't want to leave Alexia high and dry, waiting for more pain. That would just be RUDE now, wouldn't it? The Juggernaut stared down at the passive, broken shape of Alexia underneath her foot, practically erotic with all the agony flowing through her. God, she sounded like she was getting off on the stuff. Almost made her want to stop so that she'd feel loss in something... Both of them knew that wasn't gonna happen though. Vengeance had to be paid whether the receiver enjoyed it or not.

Reaching down to grab her again shoulders again, the boxer would attempt to WRENCH Alexia back to her feet before spinning her around to face her... right into the oncoming fist of a blistering hook headed towards her cheek. If it connected, Cicilia's fist would dig into her face, followed by an equally powerful uppercut to her jaw, all adhering to the promise of crushing that tedious little jaw-bone! Dark, burning thoughts flowed through the boxer's mind as each punch she threw ripped at Alexia's face like a hellspawn! They weren't even boxing-punches at this point, so far had the German delved into her own anger! The finesse, the footwork, all substituted for stronger, brutish strikes she rained down on Alexia's face like meteorites! She simply moved to loom over the twisted wrestler, using her superior might to completely overwhelm her. No diversity... no dexterity... Let only her punches rip through that smirk and leave it in bleeding broken tatters under those soon to be swollen lips. Her speed wasn't helped either... with her burning ribs from those stomps, she couldn't exactly move at her fastest...

Alexia cried out again as her back was stomped on by the furious Juggernaut, upper back and head arching back as she felt the fire spreading through her body. Continuing to squirm underneath Cicilia's foot, Alexia's lower lip quivered as she was getting more of the pain that she sought for as Cicilia was not done yet, grabbing her by her shoulders as pulled her up to her feet as she stood in front of the nude Cicilia.

Who then proceeded to bring a new meaning to opening a can of whoop ass.

Alexia's head snapped to the side, fist crashing into her cheek as she somehow managed to maintain her footing even though her body was jerking to the side, right as a nasty uppercut came crashing into her chin! Her head whipped back from the sheer force of the blow, the smack resounding off of her chin as she as her head was sent spinning after that blow as she stumbled backwards. The brawling blows of Cicilia was everything that Alexia wanted, they hurt more than getting hit with pipes and bats that she could remember! She was worried if she was going to remember this sensation at all after this was done.

But miraculously, Alexia had yet to fall from her feet even with her teetering from side to side and front to back as she managed to focus in on Cicilia's figure. And what a beauty it was. That twisted face of anger with a hint of joy tickling underneath her livid features. Even though it hurt, her lips curled to a smile just looking at her as she moved forward.

Forward being collapsing onto her knees and wrapping her arms around Cicilia's waist, smearing her bloody face onto Cicilia's lower body as her balance finally gave out on her!

Ah... Cicilia could only count on one hand sensations better than feeling her fists ripping away Alexia's strength blow after blow. The poor joker didn't even bother to put up a fight it seemed, simply flopping left and right lifelessly as Cicilia's fists slammed into her jaw. Yes... she could feel it weakening... Just one more solid blow. Her lips curling into a satisfied grin, the Boxer lifted her left hand up defensively, her right hand slowly being cocked back like the hammer of a howitzer, more and more power being channeled into the weapon that would break her opponent's face wide open... Like the arm of a catapult, the more it was cranked back, the more energy was stored within it's frame... The Juggernaut's fingers curled in so tightly, her nails cut into her palms! Her biceps bulged, her muscles bulked on the right side of her body as she channeled her energy into a single limb for her final strike...

Train-wrecker.... Her mind echoed, as if she were a character in her own anime, charging up an attack... But any super attack required great amounts of time to use... just enough time, in fact, for Alexia to fall forward, rubbing her bloody, sloppy face ALL over Cicilia's lower body! The German's face distorted in utter revulsion, her left hand shooting down to grab Alexia's neck, pulling her back to her own shaky feet! Utterly pathetic... floppy... Like a marionette.

"Oh... Fuck OFF!" Cicilia cursed, completely repulsed by the blood and saliva dripping down her stomach. God, it was cold and SLIMY! A cold shiver arched down the German's spine as her eyes EXPLODED in flame, burning away Alexia with a mere GLANCE! With a frustrated roar, the Juggernaut threw another punch at Alexia a straight that knocked her out of her grip, aiming to strike her right in the nose! Cicilia would then lash out with a brutal "this-is-sparta" kick to Alexia's chest, sending Alexia flying THROUGH the ropes and onto the floor outside of the ring... where a chair waited nearby....

The German took her time coming after her, cracking her knuckles and popping her neck, not at all forgetting about the smarm dripping down her belly! wiping it off with her gloved hand, the Juggernaut spat in disgust as she slipped down through the opposite end of the ring, stalking her rival like a shark. She was gonna give back the revolting spit and blood she dared lather her fine German skin with... It was right there on her palm...

The deliver would be swift... and painful.

Gasping and coughing, what sounded like faint traces of giggling could be heard as Alexia was face first within Cicilia's stomach. Even with the brutal beatings and the nasty bruises and welts that were forming on her body from the hellacious pummeling that the Juggernaut inflicted on her, the Crazed Harlequin still found reason to enjoy herself as she was unaware that she had avoided a heavy fist to the face.

Alexia's sanctuary in Cicilia's stomach would quickly be ripped away as Alexia was pulled to her feet, a punch to the face sent her stumbling backwards on her jelly like legs before a harsh kick to the chest sent her flying backwards! Stomping backwards, Alexia hit the ropes as her butt slipped between the middle and top rope, allowing the rest of her body to fall through them and out onto the floor! A loud thud rang out when Alexia hit the mat and landed on a chair to boot, a crumpled mess as she gasped out. Squirming on the barely protected mat and chair, she rolled over as her body burned with pain.

But her instincts grabbed onto the chair before her mind had a chance to realize.

A big smile would curl on her lips as she gripped the chair, grabbing the legs as she waited for the chance to spring. Making her way back to her knees, holding onto the apron for support, the second that Cicilia was close enough, if she came at her, she would launch a what people would call a desperate attack and swing the chair with all of her weight behind it aimed at her head!