Julie O'Reilly vs Loretta Sombra - La Entrada De La Pantera

Apparently being called a bitch was no news for Loretta. If anything, it was good news based on the way she reacted to Julie's words. But had the Irish girl really expected any other reaction? No. The words she was saying hadn't gone through any consideration process at all. They were just an imminent and desperate reaction to the actions Loretta was doing, and to the torture she was putting Julie through.

Unfortunately, that torture was showing no signs of stopping. The faceplant would have been already enough to nullify any relief from the surfboard hold getting released, but the Mexican demonstrated her continued desire to torture Julie as badly as possible, by delivering further stomps to her already destroyed back. And Julie could only shout cries of pain in response...

As the masked rudo started circling around the redhead, Julie turned into a supine position to protect her back, but it was clear to everyone that she had no strength and capability to do anything else for now. She was just in too much physical pain. But mentally, Julie was suffering too, as everyone was seeing her poor performance, as the brave babyface had been reduced to being just Loretta's own little ragdoll.

At this point, mentioning how much Loretta enjoyed the sounds of Julie's screams had become redundant. After stomping on Julie's back for one last time, Loretta would them bend down, once again making quite a show of her ample backside as she would pull the girl up, yanking her by her hair. She was planning to both deliver ultimate beatdown and humiliation on the Irish lass with her next move. So, right after getting Julie back on her feet, the villainous luchadora would lift Julie off of the mat with both hands, lifting her as high as she could over her head in a military press fashion.

Right after that, she would bring Julie down, propping up her knee so that the girl would land onto it back first. Loretta was looking to slam the poor girl's down onto her knee spine first with a vicious backbreaker, and she was looking forward to hear her scream upon having her spine driven onto her knee with the move.

By now Julie really wanted this all just to end. All her hopes of managing to turn the match around and scoring a victory had been thrown out of the ring already, and the goal of this match was now coming down only to survival. Loretta was a beast, a big bad beast, that for some unfortunate reason was in for the kill to torture the poor gingerhead as sadistically as possible. Julie was having already serious doubts on why she had ever decided to enter the ring tonight, and whether she would be leaving the ring in a condition that would ever allow her to do so again.

But there was no break to be seen. The Mexican was yanking her up again, by her red hair of course, forcing Julie to get back up to her feet again. They were barely capable of holding her weight, but that turned out to be no issue as the masked rudo immediately proceeded to lift her body high up with the Military Press! While Loretta was showing off her outright dominance, Julie was already getting very afraid of how she would be coming back down again. "Pleasenotontheback....pleasenotontheback..."

Even if Loretta could have read her thoughts, it was obvious that she was going to have no respect for her wishes. Instead, Julie's back was once again the target as she slammed the poor babyface down, earning another excruciating cry of pain out of her. And once her body dropped down the mat, there was only one thing in Julie's mind. Escape.

The Irish girl then started desperately crawling and dragging herself towards the ropes, hoping that she could manage to leave the ring before Loretta was to inflict any more damage to her body.

Loretta had to admit that despite her being badly beaten, Julie was sound enough to determine that escaping her would be the best course of action. But, Loretta wasn't one to just let her prey escape just like that. Still, seeing her trying to escape her gave the masked woman an idea. She would let the girl crawl towards the ropes for a bit, giving her a little bit of hope. She wanted her opponent to feel that she might be able to escape this hell because that hope of hers would be dashed by her.

So, Loretta would just let Julie crawl towards the ropes. Once she got closer, the luchadora would come over to her, bending down in order to grab her by her ankles, dragging her back to the center of the ring so that the ropes would be far out of her reach, crushing that hope of hers.

"Do you honestly think I'm going to let you go?" Loretta asked, smirking cruelly at Julie, mocking her for thinking of such a thing before she went to deliver a vicious stomp right into her back, just to aggravate her back that she hit earlier.

So, what would be the consequences of just leaving the ring like that? Julie honestly didn't care anymore. She didn't care whether she would get counted out, disqualified, humiliated by her decision or look like a weak coward. All of that was totally secondary. Her primary need was to get away from the hands of the cruel luchadora, who seemed dreadfully indifferent to, among other things, the question of whether Julie would be able to ever walk again after this match.

For a moment Julie had an inch of hope of actually managing to escape. She was making progress, albeit slow, towards the ropes, and her hand was only inches away from them anymore... But then desperation shot through her body again as she could feel Loretta's hands wrapping around her ankles. Consequently, the ropes started getting inevitably further and further away, as the Mexican had decided to force the Irish girl to stay in the dead center of the ring.

The rudo's cruelty seemed to once again have no limits, as another stomp hit the gingerhead's already destroyed back. And of Loretta's words, only certain ones stuck to Julie's mind. "Ohh... Let me go... Let me go!" the gingerhead's cries were accompanied by frustrated driving of her fists to the mat, and seemed totally oblivious to the fact that her masked foe had just explicitly stated that she was not going to do so.

It looked like despite her back being brutalized, the girl was still lively enough to yell like that, which served Loretta just fine as she planned to deal more damage on the aforementioned back more. Right after stomping into that particular spot, the luchadora would then let go of Julie's ankle before she walked around her. A diabolical smile could be seen on the rudo's face as she planned to deal a more devastating damage on Julie's back.

Right after that, Julie would jump up into the air as she would prop her knee to be driven into Julie's back, going for a very brutal-looking knee drop. Not only that the move was more devastating than her stomps earlier, her weight would also serve to make this move even more painful. At this point, it was clear that Loretta wanted nothing but seeing her opponent being rendered incapable of walking once this match was over.

Was crying out like that a pleasant thing for Julie to do? Definitely not! But it was the only thing she could do. By now the redhead was totally at Loretta's mercy, and her back was already in too much pain to have any hopes of managing to escape herself. But her masked foe didn't even bother to reply. It was as if all her words and all her pain was just totally nonexistant to the Mexican. If anything, they were just something the rudo cherished...

Julie could only make desparate guesses of Loretta's plans, as the dominant wrestler began walking around the Irish girl's body again. Unfortunately, her plans turned out to be the worst possible ones, once again targeting Julie's back. The knee drop was performed with such severity, that its desperate victim was too much brutalized to even manage a cry out. Instead, the pain caused all Julie's limbs to go basically limp, and to the audience it looked eerily similar to as if the Mexican luchadora had just killed her poor babyface prey. Even the ref girl became really worried, coming to check up closely on Julie's condition...

It looked like Loretta had effectively rendered her opponent unconscious with her double knee drop, and she showed no remorse over her action as she would get back up. She would stand on her feet, proudly spreading her arms as she showered herself in the resounding boos and jeers from the crowd. A few chants such as "YOU KILLED HER!!" or "YOU SUCK!!" could be heard all around the arena, and Loretta just smirked in triumph.

So, she would wait for the referee's verdict to see whether Julie was already out or not. Either way, Loretta would love whatever decision the referee would come up.

Julie was in extreme suffering. All of Loretta's attacks, her repeated assaults on Julie's back, her humiliating degree of dominance and her cherishing of all the hate she was getting and the pain she was inflicting, combined to create Julie's worst nightmare... Except that this was not a nightmare. This was living hell. Getting knocked out would have practically been a gift from heaven at this point...

But Julie was not knocked out. Yes, she was facing unbearable pain. Yes, her situation was hopeless. Yes, it probably appeared to everyone that her game was over. But no, she was not knocked out. And it was easy for the ref to determine that, as her eyes were staying narrowly open.

There was absolutely nothing the babyface could do anymore at this point, and the Mexican could take all the time she wanted to with her celebratory sauntering around Julie's downed body. Everyone in the arena, apart from Loretta herself, was hoping for this slaughtering to end already, and that was reflected by the ref's suggestions to the masked luchadora. "Come on, Loretta! I think she's ready for a pinfall!"

Loretta had heard the referee's suggestion loud and clear. Julie was still conscious despite everything she took, and honestly, at this point she should wish she had been knocked out instead of still awake. Loretta would take a good look at Julie for a while, almost considering giving Julie a pinfall to end her torture, but then, there was a wicked smile on her face, indicating that she had a devious plan in mind.

So, instead of going for a quick pinfall attempt, Loretta would put herself on Julie's back, sitting on the spot where she thought would hurt the most. And then, she would pull both her arms, draping them over her thighs before she reached down for Julie's chin, clutching both her hands under it. The crowd, realizing that Loretta was about to do, rained endless boos and jeers at the despicable rudo.

Still having a wicked smile etched on her face, Loretta would pull Julie's head back, putting her in a camel clutch, wrenching her neck and back past their limits. It was clear now that she enjoyed inflicting pain on her opponent, savoring the feeling of helplessness that her opponent was experiencing after the one-sided beatdown from her.