Evil Rose Vs. Anesthesia - Oil Wrestling

Having spun them around, the beast from the underground would snarl out a little at her former master! She'd pull back with her body to separate them just for a moment, before she would try and slam her body into Anesthesia's! Trying to smack their well sculpted but still shapely frames into one another.

Never letting her hold on that short hair be released as she did, only for Evil Rose to perform the same action again! Then again! and once again! Trying to smack their fronts together three more times and try to give the Nurse a feel of the power behind the former Rumble Rose Champion!

After the fourth smack, she'd press and grind her body tightly against Anesthesia's frame! Trying to crush her against the turnbuckle.

This was not how Anesthesia had seen things. going when she put this plan into action.

At least, she hadn’t seen it going this way when she wasn’t the one in control.

Perhaps it was her fault, for not recalling how formdible opponent she’d created with Evil Rose, but that hindsight was a small comfort now, as she was battered against the turnbuckle, each blow heavier than the last. She tried to push back, but her foe was relentless. Her back gave. Her visioned clouded. Her knee weakened.

It all came to a head when he legs gave way and she fell flat, her back against the turnbuckle as she sat. Dazed, dizzy, and oh-so vulnerable.

Driving her body over and over into Anesthesia, Evil Rose continued to smack her frame into the Nurses as she would drive her chest into the Anesthesia's. Watching the lovely caramel beauty drop onto her rear, seated against the turnbuckle.

Evil Rose would throw on a grin on her face as she would aim to reach down, looking to take a handful of Anesthesia's short hair and yank the woman up onto her feet. Seeking to pull her up onto the top turnbuckle, where she would try and pull her head forward and bend the nurse, pressing her neck against the Beasts shoulder.

Evil Rose would next seek to place both hands on those oiled up thighs, trying to pull away from the corner and lift the woman upside down into a Muscle Buster!! Letting the crowd get a good long look on the beautiful but evil nurse's body as those legs were spread out.

She'd step out of the corner and then aim to drop down onto one knee, trying to send a surge of pain up Anesthesia's neck and spine!

Anesthesia was not enjoying life much, at the moment. Granted, the simple fact that she was losing at the moment would’ve been reason enough for her displeasure, and losing against her beast, her creation, only heaped in the humiliation.

But this? This went beyond. Way beyond. And as insufferable as it was, it was only going to get worse from here.

Anesthesia was confused for a moment as Evil Rose suddenly pulled her in , bringing her neck against the shoulder, but that confusion turned to sheer dread when the realization set in, and it became all too clear what her true intentions were. She was hoisted, she was stretched, and her world flipped upside down, as she suddenly found herself struggling in the legendary, captive in her creation’s clutches.

”Let me go!” She squawked, wiggling about as Evil Rose dropped and put her flexibility to a harsh test. ”Damn it, I command you, let me go now!”

In a show of power the mighty Evil Rose, the beast hauled Anesthesia up onto her shoulder and would hold her up in the legendary Muscle Buster hold, stretching those legs out out as she held her former master upside down. She would hear the squawking of the mad nurse, her commands that fell on deaf ears as the now lord-less beast was free to roam as she wished!

Walking in this oiled up ring was without a doubt difficult, she slippery floor caused the feet of Evil Rose to glide and slide on the slipper floor as she carried her former master.

The crowd looking on in amazement over the power that Evil Rose was displaying and of course the sexy and compromising pose that Anesthesia was in right now. After a few seconds of that, Evil Rose would drop down onto her back and try and smack Anesthesia down onto the oily mat!!

To Anesthesia’s dismay, her creation - her creation - didn’t heed her words when she was instructed to let her go. Needless to say, this was more than a little vexing.

And painful. Definitely that.

Evil Rose had a talent for inflicting punishment, one that bordered on the supernatural, and it was on full display here as she tortured her former master. Every jolt, every jiggle, every step she took was felt throughout Anesthesia’s body, crushing her, stretching her, bending her bones. It was a harsh pain, one that didn’t come to an end until Evil Rose decided it was time - and, small surprise, she did so in the most brutal way possible.

Anesthesia cried out as she crashed into the mat, hitting with enough impact to shake the ring. Hurt, aching she rolled away and clutched her sides, suddenly wishing she’d ordered Sista A to do this entire thing, instead. The benefit of having underlings was not getting your hands dirty, after all.

Evil Rose's display of power had the crowd cheering now as she dropped Anesthesia down with that muscle buster. A smirk on the beasts face as she would swing around and up onto her knees. Hands placed into the oiled up canvas as she looked as if she was ready to pounce.

She wouldn't give up on her assault, as she would try and scramble on top of Anesthesia once more. Seeking to latch her strong arms around that neck and head, pressing her impressive chest against the back of the mad nurse. She tried to lock in a rear naked choke hold. Pressing her oiled up frame down against her lovely former master's back.

Down Anesthesia went and the crowd cheered, clearly loving the display of dominance that they were being treated to. As much as she could - and would - hold a grudge against them for it, she couldn’t deny the fact that she would’ve enjoyed the show quite a bit herself, if only she weren’t on the receiving end. That had a way of spoiling things for her, oddly enough.

But it was coming to end. Oh, yes. Right now.

As much as she was hurting from the Muscle Buster, she was still aware of her environment, enough to realize that her wayward pet was coming at her from behind. When those arms began to come under, looking to seize her up, she saw her opportunity and thrust her head backwards, looking to smack Evil Rose’s face with the back of her skull. A little inelegant for her tastes, but it would do in a pinch.

Reaching down for Anesthesia to try and go in for that sleeper hold, trying to lock up that neck and head of her former master, she wanted to squeeze the life out of the Anesthesia and put her under.

As her hands moved down and aimed to grab a hold of the mad nurse, as she would knock her head back and smack it right into the masked wrestlers! "Rrgh!!" She growled out in pain as she would move off of her Anesthesia, stumbling back as her hands would would grab at her own nose, stumbling backwards in oil was not a save thing to do.

As her feet would slip right form under her and the Beast from the underground would be knocked onto her ass!

Sometimes, the crudest methods were the most effective, as much as Anesthesia loathed them. There was certainly no denying it in this case, not with results such as these. She looked over her shoulder and not only was Evil Rose stunned, but the oil worked in her favor, tripping the beast up and putting her flat on her backside.

A rare moment of unabashed vulnerability. It would be a shame to waste that, now wouldn’t it?

Anesthesia snickered and spun about on her heels as she rose, turning to face her former test subject. With a low growl, she burst forward at full speed, raised her leg, and attempted to crack Evil Rose square in the middle of her face with a running knee at terminal velocity.