Vanguard vs. Carmen Rodriguez - Beyond the Bounds

Don’t think about how amazing Aegis’ chest feels against the head and the way it felt like their bodies could just melt into each. Don’t think about those kisses on the neck, and the way they would be electric on her own lips, her breasts, her stomach, and everything south of that. Definitely don’t think about the pleasure of being sandwiched between these two warrior princesses, to have them working her body to their wills, playing with her, teasing every inch.

No, no, avoid those thoughts, even as they wormed their way deeper into her psyche. That was quickly becoming the real challenge here, and one Carmen hadn’t foreseen. She managed to push past it for the moment, enough to heft Aegis up and slam her down with success, tipping the odds in her favor for a few seconds, but she knew this was only going to get more difficult as the match raged on.

They’d sweat. They’d rub. They’d kiss. God help her if the two of them started stripping.
That thought was put on the backburner for now, however, as Carmen made a quick attempt to rise to her feet. She didn’t see Glaive, didn’t know for a fact that she was close, but she didn’t need to, really. These two were smart, too smart to let her have a moment to breathe. If she could just get up and back into her stance, that would be miracle enough.

She tried. She got about halfway. Glaive, however, moved in clean and swift to shut that down, gathering up Carmen’s arms behind her back. It was an impressively deft display, one that showed more skill than most AFW women would’ve employed. Shame that the former champion only had a few seconds to admire it - and Glaive’s luscious backside - before her head was rammed into the canvas like a railroad spike.

She let out a rough grunt as the ring shook about them and her vision filled with stars, dancing about her view while she rolled over to stare at the ceiling. It had been awhile since she’d been tagged with a DDT, and she’d forgotten how such a simple move could throw you for a loop. Getting back to her feet wasn’t an option, but that didn’t mean she had to lay there and wait for the two to swarm her.

The ropes weren’t too far away, and that was what Carmen went for, flopping over again and again in a sloppy attempt to roll towards them and bring Glaive along. Her goal was a simple one, to just roll under the bottom and fall to the floor. It wouldn’t be a lifesaver, no, especially since she could be defeated outside of the ring just as well as she would inside. That wasn’t the point. Rolling them outside would either force Glaive to put distance between her and Aegis if she wanted to keep the pressure up - a good thing - or it would give Carmen time to recover and regroup - a better thing.

Granted, this was all dependent on her making it under the ropes before Glaive stopped her, which was far from guaranteed…

The DDT, especially any varient that let you have the leverage to really drive you opponent down into the mat like this one had, we're effective tools. They were however, not terrible fun. She prefered slams. Putting her opponent to the match and watching them react. A little jiggle here, an arched back there… Mackenzie wasn't a woman in love with pain nearly as much as pleasure, but had been in the business long enough to see the beauty in the two crossing into the same realm together.

This wasn't about what she wanted to see, or feel, or taste, yet. This was about securing all that for later. She could, without a doubt, say she found very little about being on the wrong end of Carmen's punches to be sexy. It's why she held tight. The last thing she needed was to risk the woman recovering quickly enough to mount her. Even if Lexi would be close behind, the damage would have been done.

Carmen bucked, hard enough to flop both women over into an awkward position. A second time, putting them back more or less where they had been, though close to the ropes. “Now where~…” Mackenzie tucked her legs underneath herself, grounding the next attempted flop by her opponent. She had become the center of a circle of which Carmen moved like the hand of the clock around her, stalling out meaningful progress. “... Do you think you are going~?”

The blond shot up to her feet, wrenching Carmen up with her. She wanted escape? Use the rules to run them around the ring or pick up a weapon perchance? She could work with that. To lay the trap however, she required a bit more of the scale topper in her favor. To that end, she kicked up a leg, sending her knee hard up into Carmen to blast a bit of the fight out of her. “So you’ve been here quite awhile…”

Mackenzie would start to back her way to a corner. She wanted Carmen to see, was hoping the pugilist would try to run her into the turnbuckles. It was what she was counting on. “When we finish with you… however many times we fancy, any recommendations on who we conquer next? I like to plan ahead.” If Carmen took the bait and thought to ram the blond into the corner things wouldn't go quite as planned.

At first Mackenzie would backpedal along with the former champion, to portray the idea she was having trouble keeping up. As the end goal approached, she would turn to the side, letting go of the butterfly hold as she pulled one last time, replacing her grip from her own hands to Carmen’s top with the sole intention of throwing the woman between the top and bottom turnbuckle into the ring post.

Lexi lay on her back, her chest rising and falling. Her eyes were closed as she recovered from the big slam. She was smiling, however faintly, as she relived the last few seconds that had put her here. Her mind embellished a bit how strong Carmen had held her. How close the two women had pressed together. In her mind, the former champion would have stayed on top of her after the fall to return her earlier kisses if not for Mackenzie. Her imagination running wild. What type of kisser was Carmen? She truly wished to find out. In her head it was fiery, a rough and passionate affair. She desperately hoped that was how reality would paint it for her.

The sound of bouncing and scuffling on the canvas saw her eyes open finally. Neck craning as she looked upside down at the two women working hard to stand themselves up. They both looked so down below. She pursed her lips, blowing a few strands of displaced hair from her face as she watched. Mackenzie seemed to be in control, for the time being anyway. She could afford to take her time getting up.

Once again, the size difference came to Carmen’s rescue, turning what would’ve been a desperate situation into something that she could at least decently manage. Most women would’ve been irreversibly grounded by Glaive’s hold, impossible pinned down. She had enough strength and force to get off the mat and make an attempt at escape, getting further than many would’ve dare dream.

Further...but not far enough. The blonde seemed to be the brains behind the operation - not that either of them were idiots, but she was wise enough to not let her lust take precedence in the moment, canny enough to put an end to Carmen’s tumble before it got too far.

The former champion struggled as she was lifted up, twisted to the left and the right, but she gained as much ground as an unruly child in her mother’s grasp. It was an odd sight to see, and the crowd marveled as the taller woman was kept under control by Glaive, maneuvered around the ring with ease. If only for a moment.

Carmen hissed when the knee shot into her spine, a searing dagger to the bone, but a rough laugh came right after that, tickled by Glaive’s taunt. The blonde had a fiery spunk, and she looked forward to seeing how many whips it could take before she tamed it.  ”Beat me and I’ll make you a list.” She threw a quick glance behind her shoulder, both to see her opponent’s shimmering eyes and to check their position. ”Until then…”

Her intention had been to ram Glaive into the corner and force her loose. That hadn’t worked well with Aegis, true, but that was a different person in a different moment. The idea was sound.

Instead, her momentum was turned against her. She drove back hard, only to find her position rapidly switched. She was moving forward now, sent on unstoppable path that ended when her shoulder flew through the turnbuckle and crashed into the ring post. Carmen brought her hands up the last moment and grabbed the metal, but that was only enough save her from some of the pain, and there was still plenty to go around.

The impact tore down her shoulder and seemed to cascade all over her body, leaving the former champion weak in the knees. Aching, she slumped off the turnbuckle, fell to the apron, then tumble to the floor below, crashing on her back near the bottom of the entrance ramp. That was where she stayed for the moment, too, reeling from the devilish maneuver.

About where she wanted to end up in the first place, though. That was nice.

“I look forward to your list” Mackenzie mused down at Carmen in the moment in the moments before she was being pushed back. It was time to focus, being distracted now would ruin her plan. It went off without much of a hitch, as far as she could tell. Working down the woman's upper body was going to be the key to keeping her power reigned in.

The blond moved to to the turnbuckle and Carmen slipped and fell away. One arm folded over the other as we watched the woman pour out over the apron before flopping to the floor. “That looked unpleasant. Are you hurt? I can kiss it better for you~” her arms parted as they slipped down along the cables. The blonds fingers curled around the length of ring rope, pulling back until they strained before vaulting up to simply hop them completely to drop onto the apron. She cast a glance back to Lexi, checking on her status before making her next move.

The woman in blue had finally decided to get herself up. She was pretty sure there was amusement to be found just by watching the two other women battle for supremacy but she didn't was to just observer. She wanted to be on of the participants. She rolled onto her stomach and pushed up to her feet.

Mackenzie caught her eye, waiting on the apron. With a small nod to the grounded Carmen, she didn't need to be told what to do next. Lexi jogged her way to the side of the ring, dropping down to slide under the ropes as she neared. Her feet touched ground lightly, leaving her on the neighboring side of the ring Carmen wasn't on. She ducked low, swiftly moving along the length of the ring, dragging her fingertips along the hanging cloth from the apron as she went. She stopped near the corner, laying in wait.

Mackenzie nodded as Lexi left the ring. Positioning perfect for an ambush. She didn't want to occupy Carmen just so Lexi could jump the girl. She wanted the two of them to finally get their hands on this woman together. She wouldn't engage quite yet, and bank on the brunette having gone unnoticed.

The blond hopped down to the floor, circling wide to cut off Carmen’s possible path. Half way between the ramp and the far end of the ring Lexi wasn't waiting behind. “Handcuffs or ribbon? I am partially to ribbon myself. Even those fuzzy handcuffs tend to scratch up my bedpost. Besides, sometimes I want to tie up more than just a wrist of an ankle… hmm. Yeah, I would definitely take ribbon over handcuffs.” She had begun to pace, claiming her post to cut off Carmen's possible escape routes. With each step she was inching slightly closer, trying to get the woman to back up into the laid trap.

That actually marked the first time Carmen had ever been driven into the steel post. A surprising stat, less surprising when you considered that so many of her matches had been glorified street fights for a while, and less surprising still when you realized that she so rarely gave her opponents the chance for it. Win or lose, she typically did a good job of dictating the match, forcing her foes to fight her straight on and by her terms. Vanguard were proving to be a special breed, which she appreciated. Her masseuse would appreciate it, too, when she came to get the kinks in her shoulder taken care of.

For now, though, she was dealing with the pain. And the taunting. There was a lot of that to go around.

It hadn’t escaped her notice that Aegis hadn’t said a single thing this whole time and that Glaive did enough talking for the both of them. She wasn’t sure why that was, but she had her guesses. Some kind of stylistic thing, maybe Aegis had some sort of affliction, maybe she just thought it was cute - which it was, to be perfectly fair.

As she picked herself up off the floor and Glaive dropped down to meet her, she guessed the strategy behind it, though. The blonde was designed to draw attention - she was the loudest, wore red, the aggressor. A neat little trick, and one that worked too well. Sure enough, when Carmen glanced to the ring, Aegis had vanished.

Rubbing her arm, her eyes shifted about, looking from side to side as Glaive spoke. She couldn’t see Aegis, but then again, maybe she didn’t need to. She could see the audience, see where they were glancing, make a reasonable guess. It wasn’t too much to go on, but it gave her the glimmer of an idea.

”I’ve never worked with ribbons, more into ropes." She spoke calm and cool, as if she were just talking shop with someone on the street. "I'll introduce you to hemp - whatever happens here, I can show you a few things when we have downtime.” She took a couple of steps back, nearing the edge. ”I’m sure Aegis would love to be a guinea pig for-”

Carmen cut off midsentence and turned about on a dime, running hard towards the corner where she assumed Aegis was hiding. She reached it quick, made a hard turn around the bend, and put her weight and momentum behind a crushing right cross to the silent knight’s face, looking to lay her out before she knew what was coming.

Aegis was being SO sneaky, tucked down in the corner, bouncing lightly on her fingertips and balls of her feet. This all took her back, to the early days of the videos she use to be a part of. On more than one occasion it had been a spy vs spy theme. She would be sneaking around a building in shiny form fit leathers or spandex, trying to infiltrate some manner of top secret facility. She would almost always be found. Choked out or chloroformed by Mackenzie before she could succeeds. She was normally always the victim in these, generally just because she didn't speak. It had been requested so much, she wound up buying her own costume for them to save on the constant rent costs.

Giddy with anticipation, she couldn't wait to spring out and catch Carmen off guard. Her tongue rolled over her cherry flavored lips, leaving the nice and wet. She hadn't yet tasted the woman's lips and was intent on doing it now. From a simple pounce she would wrap her arms around the woman, and give her the welcome back kiss she wanted to since she first saw he make the challenge. It would be a bonus if she was able to bowl the former champion over. With both members of Vanguard descending on her, all those accolades wouldn't amount to much once they dug into her in all the best of ways.

“Hm… they do make silk rope. We could give that a go, a healthy compromise.” As a precaution, once she had neared Carmen enough, the red knight dropped back down into her grappling stance on slow approach. The last thing she wanted was to be bum rushed while her guard was down. “I am always up for a few tips. It's important to expand one’s horizon a bit.”

Lexi perked at the mention of her name. Was Carmen just being cheeky, or actually thinking about her? She was so close now, any minute she would be able to spring out and grab hold of her. The wait was painful. It was decidedly far less painful than the fist that greeted her before she was ready. Crouched low in waiting, the sudden looming shadow of Carmen towering over her drew her eyes wide, having only a split second before a fist cam barreling into the side of her head. She squeaked of all things as her head snapped to the side, body tensing up as she was thrown off balance. She crumpled to the side, the force had been great enough to slide her body along the mats almost to the barricade. Her eyes remained open, pupils jittering as she tried to take stock on what had just gone so wrong.

Mackenzie grimaced as Carmen snapped around, ambushing their ambush… was that ironic? She wasn't sure. The exact application of irony was one of those things she was mostly sure on, but not all the way. This wasn't the time to dwell on the English language however. She took off in a Sprint, running towards the corner of the ring. Carmen was going to expect her to be coming around ringside, behind her. That was a given.

Her path was a straight line, through the ring. She had to thread the needle, but if it worked she was sure to catch Carmen off guard. As she reached the ring edge she launched herself up, jumping over the ring, through the ropes, diving like a missile from her side to where the former champion had broadsided her partner. In one swift motion, her arm hooked around, trying to anchor itself around Carmen's neck. If she had grabbed hold, she would swing her body around, trying to twist the pugilist to the floor with a spinning DDT.

If Carmen was being honest, she felt a little bad about punching Aegis in the face like this. Not that she hated Glaive or anything, but the brunette had this fun, playful energy about her that was infectious. Her adorableness was only exceeded by her sexiness, and it gave her a strangely childish demeanor. A part of her just wanted to caress the sweet-faced beauty.

But then she remembered that this little trickster had never bent her in half less than a minute into the match. That she was trying to catch her in a well-coordinated pincer attack. That, if she gave Vanguard an inch, they would take a mile and run her ragged down it.

That thought made it a little easier, as she drilled Aegis clean in the face with one of her best punches, The silent knight reacted like she’d been hit with a baseball bat, stumbling away a fair distance. It would’ve been a good hit either way, but the surprise of it had clearly done a lot of the work, knocking Aegis senseless. She was a tough one, she’d recover, but for now, Carmen could breathe a sigh of relief. She could focus on Glaive once again. Glaive was almost certainly heading around the corner right now, looking to take advantage.

”Not this-”

Carmen spun about on her heel, expecting to find herself face to face with an approaching Glaive, only to find herself looking at a whole lot of empty space. She wasn’t there, wasn’t close, and by the time Carmen turned her head a few inches to the right and learned the truth, it was already too late.

It was a beautiful sight, really. Carmen only had half a second to process it, but even she could tell that much. Glaive came soaring through the ropes, flying straight at her like some vengeful bird of prey. She barely had time to blink before an arm wrapped around her head and the world turned upside down, taking her for a trip that ended with her head smacking the floor.

This time Carmen was sent rolling away, head over shoulders, not of her own accord. She ragdolled towards the barricade as a lifeless heap, a path that ended when she came to a rest on top of Aegis, her body drapping over the smaller woman’s.

She was loopy, but not so out of it that she missed the opportunity to give her opponent a quick lick on the neck. She had a lot of kisses to repay, couldn't hurt to start.

Mackenzie hung horizontally as she swung, turning her opponent into a small joyright as she whipped the two of them around with a gleeful laugh. The world spun, but only Carman came crashing down hard. The momentum carried the woman away leaving the blond on the floor alone. Tucking her arms up and back, she bridged her body, tossing one legup than the other to display her flexibility and stand herself upright.

Lexi had wanted to know what it felt like to be hit by those punches. This wasn't the first time she had seen Carmen throw them and knew it wouldn't be the last. She imagined them coming differently though. The two squaring off face to face. Tired and drenched in sweat. Clothing was optional at that point, but she wasn't picky. They would exchange punches until ultimately one of them would break the cycle and just hold the other in their arms. It would have started as a clinch, a surrender of aggression, but devolve into nothing more than the two sharing a sultry embrace.

That clearly hadn't been the case, and Carmen’s fists had hurt far more than she imagined, even knowing the damage they could do. She was more disappointed than hurt at this point, upset she had ruined her opportunity. Leaning to the side, she rolled onto her back about to get herself up. The crowd popped, catching her attention before she was made to understand why.

Carman flopped right down on top of her. She was willing to overlook the rough landing given the favorable position it had left the two… well, favorable in terms of what she wanted from the former champion. She wasn't a woman of faith, despite her upbringing. But times like this where angels fell into her lap made her consider asking for a few more prayers to be answered. Staying beneath the woman wasn't exactly the smart thing to do, but rational thought went out the window as the woman on top of her dragged her tongue across her neck.

Lexi brought her arms up around Carmen, pulling her into a tight hug as she pushed herself up against her. She spread her legs to either side, knees bent up to cradle Carmen between them. Rather than applying a submission or taking free shows at her opponent, she buried her face in her collar, nuzzling and kissing a small.trail along her neck, up her chin to end at her ear. If she hadn't been stopped, she would let out a heavy hot exhale, flicking her tongue playfully along the outer ring of the girl's ear before attempting to wrap her lips around the love to nipple softly as she grinded her body up into the former champion.

Mackenzie would around on the two, not at all surprised Lexi hadn't taken this road over actually physically restraining Carmen. While she didn't believe her partner was in immediate danger, there was no telling how susceptible the former champion really was when it gave to the intimacy involved in matches like these. As she approached, she spread her legs to take a few bow legged hops over both of the women on the ground. She lowered herself down on Carmen’s back, her legs extending out to interlock her ankles with Lexi’s as if attempting a grapevine type pin. This served to secure the two together, making it harder to pull apart this lovely sandwich they were attempting to make.

Following Lexi’s lead, she opted to not throw the woman into a traditional hold. Her hands slid themselves down Carmen’s, fingers playing over every faint curve found over her well built form. She would attempt to grab hold of the woman's forearms and pin them to the ground alongside Lexi’s body letting the brunette have fun without risk of a battering.

Carmen licked Aegis on impulse, and when the woman reciprocated with a tight embrace. She didn’t fight it. Partly because she couldn’t, with her head still reeling from the hellish impact she’d endure. The silent knight had taken a good punch, but it was just a punch, and she clearly had enough endurance to withstand that and so much more.

She sighed, a hot, heavy, steamy burst of breath, as Aegis embraced and put that mouth of hers to good use, proving she knew how to use her tongue, despite never saying a word with it. Her tongue danced about her ear, tickling it and forcing a giggle out of Carmen’s mouth that belonged to a girl half her age. Their chests met and mingled, sliding along each other, and even though her trackpants prevented the flesh of their legs from touching, there was still plenty to be felt. Loins pressed against each other, thighs bumped against thighs, and the crowd looked on in a mix of awe and jealously.

She didn’t blame them on that last part, either - Aegis felt divine, with a body that Carmen could’ve lied with all day and a spirit that would’ve made that as fun as it sounded on paper. Even so, she knew this wasn’t a good position, that she needed to escape before Glaive moved in, and after a moment of indulgence, she gave Aegis a parting kiss on the neck and started to pull away.

Too late. Again, far too late. Carmen’s moans of pleasure were interrupted by a grunt of surprise, as the blonde came down on her back and locked legs with her partner, trapping her from the waist down. Knowing the danger too well, she started to pull forward, hopeful about an escape, but Glaive was too quick on the draw for that. Her forearms were pinned, her body was made immobile. Aegis had her. All of her.

So, why not make the most of it, then?

”Open wide.” Carmen tugged her head back, pulled her ear free of Aegis’ mouth, only to come back down a second later and take her lips in full, claiming the brunette’s maw with a demanding kiss.  This wasn’t some gentle lover’s kiss between two sweethearts, but the rough, wanting touch of conqueror, as she plunged her tongue into her foe’s mouth and slapped the current tenant about. She pulled away only to give her lover a sharp bite on the bottom lip, gnawing on it for a hot moment, only to plunge back in and pick up where she left up.

Raw and rough, she drove her hips forward, determined to dominate regardless of her position. She would get hot, yes, but she hadn’t forgotten the stipulations of this match - if she could get Aegis closer to the cliff than she was, she would call it a success.

Their bodies pressed this close felt like they shared a space beside a raging furnace. She imagined each kiss she left on this woman's body could sizzle up in an instant. Had Carmen stayed like this because she wanted to, or because she was still recovering? Ultimately the answer didn't matter to the match, but she hoped the former. This was perfect, she was perfect. A strong, confident woman who never backed down and threw herself into everything. Did she know how sexy that was? Did she care?

She had her now, that was all that mattered. Each kiss that graced her skin, a small victory. The woman's weight pushing down on her was exhilarating. There was the threat she could turn on her at any moment casting their touch with a shadow of danger she was eating up entirely.

It became harder to breath as Mackenzie tacked herself on top of them both, truly finding her pinned beneath Carmen not even able to apply her body to the woman, such things fell on the former champion. With no escape in sight, it seemed as though that was exactly what she intended to do. Her teeth pinched at Carmen’s ear, tugging as the woman pulled away until they slipped off leaving her watched.

She stared up at Carmen with soft shallow breath, inviting the woman to claim her lips the moment she had directed her to allow her inside. Her head pressed back to the think padded floor as Carmen forced herself down on her. This was everything she wanted, this force, this passion, Carmen wanted to control her, own her… and for a time she let her have her way. She moaned into her defenseless as the former champion freely dominated her every sense. Her eyes closed as she took everything this woman wanted to force upon her, squirming what little she could in absolute bliss.

Her eyelids lifted slightly as she cast a dreamy gaze up to Carmen as her lip was drawn up between the woman's teeth, a shaky heated breath escaping her. When The former champion plunged back in, she found the landscape had changed. Done was she with handing the reins to her attacker, she met Carmen's assertiveness with her own aggression, equally as primal. Her fingers curled into the woman's back, nails digging themselves in as she dragged them roughly down the woman's back and sides.

Mackenzie was pretty pleased with this development. Carmen trying to fight them on their own terms. While it was surely a losing battle for the former champion, she had little problem with taking part. Her nudged her covered sex up against Carman’s backside, circling her hips against the woman to massage her posterior. She was limited to her touch, hands occupied, but that didn't stop her from pressing her breasts against the girls back, flattening them slightly against her. She could feel the bump of Lexi's hands working the woman's back just below her as she kept a slow and steady grind going to help Carmen along.

The woman in red planted kisses down along the girls shoulders, stopping briefly enough to whisper in her ears as she and Lexi were locked in a battle for sexual dominance. “Has someone ever ravaged you so thoroughly you couldn't stand? Or will tonight be a first for you?” A series of small loud kisses, purposely left wet and audible. “Twenty four hours is such a long time… I hope you have the stamina. We might just take shifts on you, to make things interesting.” She nibbled the girl's ear a bit. “If you’re too tired to leave after the time is up, we might just keep you for longer.”