Karina Northman vs. Harper Williams - Unchained

Harper didn't know exactly how to feel about this.

On one hand, she was excited just to be getting another match. The only hope she had from her debut was that she’d made a good impression, made sure folks got their money’s worth and had as much fun watching as she had fighting, and it looked like she managed that in spades. It was a cross-promotion match, one that even one that looked really promising on the surface. This was a fight that was going to be more in her wheelhouse, the kinds that she got into more often than her old man would have liked. She didn’t know anything about her opponent save for her name, but that was no big fuss. She was getting back into the ring, that should have been enough.

But on the other hand, there were the win conditions. One glance at them and Harper’s expression soured a bit. Smothers. This was a smother match. Yeah, Harper wasn’t the brightest bulb in the box, her grades told her that much, but she wasn’t dumb. She figured one of the big wigs upstairs would take notice of her sooner or later, and the hentai stips pretty much confirmed those suspicions.

Just didn’t expect it to be this soon.

That was probably the main reason Harper had an awkward little frown on her face as she got ready backstage,  jumping up and down to get the blood flowing and facing forward at the entrance the whole way. She tugged at the straps, giving them a little more air as she kept looking down with furrowed brows. She tucked in her lips, muffling a slight groan.

“Th’ain’t that big. Dang…”

A whistle caught her attention. She looked up and noticed one of the stagehands signaling to her. With a quick breath, Harper did her best to get her smile back as she rushed out to the ray of lights.

Harper Williams:

Nothing wrong with a little twang...:

A heavy beat and fancy string solo blast through the arena speakers. From the top of the ramp, Harper leaped out, landing down onto one knee and her fist against the ground. With a wry smirk, she slowly ascended and, pumping two fists to her side, let out a fierce battle cry. The solo kicked up a notch as the blonde-haired brawler made her way down the ramp, throwing out a pair of twin devil horns to each side of the audience. Once she reached the ring, she would roll in through the bottom rope and kick up to her feet. She threw a fist into the air as she spun around on the spot, taking in the sight once again.

Her smile was back in full force, a wide grin stretching from ear to ear. Whatever worries she had about tonight seemed a million miles away, cast into the wind. As her music faded into the background, she went and stood at her corner with her hands on her knees, eyes focused on the entrance and burning with an unquenchable fire. Let’s see what Friction has in store for her.

Spoiler:

It seemed ever since she started accepting smother and erotic matches, people have been demanding challenges from her. She found it rather strange but if she wanted to add more moves and experience in her arsenal she would need to do all kinds of matches, even the ones that involved using certain body parts to win. She would easily say no to most strangers but it seemed her opponent in question had a bit of a similar fighting trait as Karina, something that at least worked well for her. She might not learn too much but that didn't matter to her, all she had to do was prove that she was the apex predator in this federation and she'd be fine. Still, that part was getting harder and harder as a few newcomers were quite strong and experienced and while Karina loved a good challenge, she didn't like being overpowered at her own game.

Still, this was not the time to think about it, gazing at the screen to see her opponent in question, deciding not to actually meet her before the match to keep things exciting and watched the screen with a fixed gaze at her opponent. She nodded to herself, finding her opponent to not be a scrawny fighter and actually look like she'd be able to lift opponents without a problem, something she can actually respect. She tilted her head over to the staff member who came over towards her and gave a simple nod as reply, stepping to the backstage and waited for her music to begin, adjusting her top and tightening her gloves before she was ready to step out to face the crowd, though more importantly her opponent.

Her theme blasted through the stage, signaling the approach of the overly long hair fighter that stepped out, standing on the stage and quietly looking around before her head went low, shuffling her feet to spread them out and brought her arms up into claw swiping position, tilting her head back to release a sharp roar of primal rage, which the crowd quickly mimicked! She showed a smirk, clearly amused when the crowd caught on with her entrance and would march down the ramp and towards the ramp, rubbing the side of her neck, her eye glaring through the ropes to look at her opponent before she rolled underneath the bottom ropes, flipping herself onto her feet and would step over to the center of the ring, proudly puffing out her chest and called out to her opponent. " The name's Karina.. I'm here to tame you in MY ring! " The aura of confidence and savagery was still around Karina, who seemed ready to lunge at her!

There weren’t many animals that Harper could say gave her a good scare. She used to be afraid of all kinds of things as a kid, but as life went on and she added a few muscles to her body and mind, she slowly worked her way to the top of the food chain. She played with spiders, wrestled with stray hounds, and stared down a mountain lion on more than one occasion. If there was a wild thing out there that could give her the heebie-jeebies, Harper hadn’t met it yet.

But the animal that came striding in made a good case for the number one spot. The piercing scream that came through and resonated all around made her hairs stand up on end. She looked up from her corner towards the woman making her way down. Though she was a fair distance away, the outback girl could spell out plenty of key differences between them. This one was tall. Tall as hell. Confident, imposing, and an intense look in her eyes that Harper quickly likened the pack animals and hungry snakes she often saw looking back at her in the night. While it had been a while since she’d last had a proper trek into the wild, Harper had been surrounded by the wild and ravenous outback long enough to know that this woman would have fit right in. She looked wild. She looked fierce.

She looked fun as hell.

Harper was amped beyond belief, though you wouldn’t be able to gauge that excitement just from looking at the tomboy, however. For a second, Harper just stood there, watching as this woman - this beast - strutted the ring like a wolf on the prowl. Then, a wide grin broke out on the American’s face, punching her fist into her palm. “That right? Well, you must be outside your mind!” The blonde called back as she stepped out of her corner, taking confident strides to the center of the ring. She planted her foot down, fists against her hips as she stood before Karina. “How about I set you straight?” She pointed a thumb towards herself, pressing it her hand into her chest. “The name’s Harper J. Williams, Karina. And ain’t nothing cagin’ me!”

After a brief glance between the over-eager contestants, the official held her hand up, calling for the bell. Not a second after the chime came would Harper duck down into a grappling stance, bringing her hands up for a lock-up. “Hands up, sister. I’m gonna slap you to sleep then slap you for sleeping.”

Karina adjusted herself, bringing her arms underneath her chest and crossed them together while she listened to the woman, who taunted her right back and even gave her a full name to work with. " Harper, huh? It's a shame this isn't a cage match otherwise I would have proven you wrong.. " She flashed a fanged grin, noticing the referee motioning them back to their respective corners and would lower herself into her own stance, ready to claw out at her opponent once she was in range. She waited patiently for the bell this time even though that primal urge wanted her to just lunge at the woman. She gave a quick nod once the woman was ready in her own stance and would take slow steps towards the center of the ring, a cautious approach since she wasn't sure just what kind of opponent she was dealing with.

" That's a nice dream, you'll probably have it once I bend and squeeze you before I smother you out multiple times. " She teased the woman and suddenly charged forward, looking to close the distance at a accelerated rate and brought her hands up once she was within range, looking to force Harper into a test of strength, one that she always loved to use but also served to basically do what Karina wanted. To test her opponent's strength against her own.

Oh, right. Smothering.

Harper had almost forgotten about all the rules of tonight in her excitement. Unlike Karina, she hadn’t been around this federation very long. It still took some time for her to adjust to the kinds of antics people look forward to in this part of the world.

But all those worries dissipated the more Harper looked back into the woman’s pupils, took in that feral stare, the more she wanted to sink her teeth. Like a moth to a flame. It was impossible to wind the dial back now. With a white grin stretching from ear to ear, the blonde brawler took one strong step from her corner after another. She kept pace with Karina, circling the center of the ring along with her just in time to hear the beast’s taunt. “Darlin’, you’re so full of shit your eyes are brown.”

The instant Karina lunged forward, Harper followed right alongside her, clashing together in the center of the ring with a resounding clap of their hands. The outback girl planted her foot down, the contour on her muscles and thighs pronounced themselves as she attempted to stay grounded. But, hell, was that difficult. Karina’s stature didn’t betray the strength she could muster from it. And, if that chest was really as fulsome as it looked this close, the woman might just be able to keep that promise of hers.

Couldn't let that happen, though. Harper redoubled her efforts, biting her teeth down as she shoved. “Christ...you’re built like a brick house.” She cast her head down to face the ground, putting in all her strength to push the dire wolf back to her corner. “Back! Go’n, get back!”

The pushing power of her opponent was certainly noteworthy. The woman did not give an inch once she realized that Karina was surging forward with full strength. With the lack of a counter or knee strikes, Karina was at her element, giving a push that could be akin to a bulldozer going through a wall and while Karina was nowhere near a pushing machine, it felt like her opponent was exactly that, a wall that she now had trouble pushing through! A compliment should be given but she saved that for once she had won, for now she would just try to break into her opponent.

She did not spend air nor time to reply to her opponent or say anything at all, it was better spend pushing into her opponent before a better idea came to mind. She was forced back two steps when Harper doubled her pushing strength, really making Karina go into a more defensive state while she considered what she was planning to do. The woman was going to be a bother if she gained more ground and Karina was not about to let someone outdo her in terms of strength! She still pushed forward but angled it more down, looking to put plenty of pressure of Harper's legs, with the idea of making them buckle and maybe even force her down onto her knees!

Never would Harper allow it to be said that she was willing to back down, especially when the going got tough. There were probably a million other ways to go about this, a wealth of better approached to taking on the six foot wild-looking dame than a full-on approach. But Harper didn't want to hear them. This was the first thing she wanted to do from the moment she saw this woman. Out in the field, tangling with animals, you did your thinking with your gut, not your head.

It was only when Karina buckled down that she started feeling a tinge of regret. Just a little, tiny bit. She groaned, feeling her legs begin to buckle. Harper fought back all she could, but there was no denying the advantage her taller opponent had here. As the pressure mounted on, the outback girl’s postured slackened, arms raised above her head as she was pushed down to one knee. “Fuck…”

Things had been looking decent, but there was no fighting against this kind of strength now. She stared up at Karina, determined to not be overtaken. With the pain building in her wobbly arms, Harper’s mind raced for a way out. Rolling backward, Harper would suddenly tug back on her grip to pull the taller woman closer. Kicking her foot out, she’d attempt to send Karina over and let her crash to the mat with a monkey flip.

Karina was impressed. The girl didn't go for the cheap attack while they were pushing into each other and ultimately she was winning the push, forcing Harper down onto one knee and now it was time for Karina to have some fun, taking a step forward so Harper was face to face with Karina's bare abs, grinning wide! " Not bad.. You didn't chicken out.. But my abs still deserve that tongue of yours.. " She purred and let down her guard, perhaps a bad thing to do against an opponent she had not fought before but she felt right to gloat after overpowering Harper.

It came down to bite her pretty quickly as Harper suddenly rolled back and pulled her along for the ride, knowing exactly what she was going for but didn't have the right position to stop it as she was thrown over Harper with the help of the girl's foot, hitting the canvas back first and grunted upon impact, trying to roll away quickly to rise back up onto her feet.

Holy hell, that actually worked.

Harper would be lying to herself and everyone around her if she’d said that monkey flip wasn’t thrown out of ninety-nine percent desperation. Karina wasn’t that much taller than herself, but it was still a lot weight to throw around on a whim like that. But no, her gamble worked, if the hard slap of Karina’s body against the canvas was anything to go by. The outback girl was thinking with her gut more than anything else in this fight, and it seemed to be paying off.

Time to admire could come later, though. She had to capitalize on that split-second opening she’d made for herself, before this wild animal came back on the rebound. Harper rolled onto all fours and looked up at Karina, noticing she was already making her way back up to her knees. The Arizonan aimed to stop that dead in its track as she dashed forward like a hound on all fours. Pouncing forward, she reached her arms out and went to wrap them beneath Karina’s chest, the blonde’s ample assets pressing firmly into Karina’s back as she did so. She went to wrestle that larger woman back down to all fours and, assuming she could manage that, would throw some stiff knee strikes to her exposed head.

It was her first attempt at her signature, the Scorpion Hold. Using one of her bigger guns this early may not have been the most strategic move. But again, thinking with the gut.

Annoyance quickly filled Karina as she went down and realized her mistake. She was so fixated on the idea of physically dominating someone this early in the match that it came back to bite her. She grasped the canvas with bot hands and began to rise up onto her knees, at the very least no damage was done other than a startle, some minor back pain and a few seconds of anger. Karina was about to push up further to get onto her feet when the woman pounce onto her and kept her bend over, gritting her teeth as she was forced to remain on her knees while Harper guided her further down, feeling those large tits pressing into her was quite nice but there was no time to enjoy that, unsure what the woman was planning after all.

Ultimately she found herself on her hands and knees, like an actual beast and growled when Harper managed to get her in position before those knees began to slam into her head, definitely rewarding Harper with a few pained grunts while a headache began to sink into her throbbing head. This was not going to work at all for Karina, who was being rattled by the quicker fighter, not being able to reach Harper's head for a headlock thanks to the woman's arms being in the way and limiting her angles, instead Karina tried to endure it, though she was sinking lower and lower to the canvas with each blow.