The Limits of Hardcore (Alexia vs Zena)

Pushing herself back to her feet, Alexia stumbled back up as the nasty fall from the ring knocked the wind out of her as she took a moment to recover. But a moment was something she did not have as she saw her opponent racing across the ring and soon flying out of the ring for a suicide dive! But the primal instinct of Alexia pushed her body to react even if she was rattled from her fall, throwing her arms up to wrap around Zena's flying body to catch her!

Her chest took the brunt of the impact, taking all the momentum at once as she stumbled back to dull the momentum. Catching her balance as Zena's body straightened out, Alexia would explode up as she would lock her hands behind Zena's back, squeezing her tightly against her as their breasts squished into each other. Her twisted smile returned to her face as now it was her turn to give some of the fun back as she took two steps forward to plant her feet into the mat, crouching low before exploding back to fling Zena up and over for a belly to belly suplex right into the barricade!

Once Zena had thrown herself through the ropes, her fate was out of her hands. With no way to stop or turn herself, she was entirely committed to whatever painful crash was coming. At the time, she had thought that would be a violent collision into Alexia. But her rival surprised her by throwing her arms up, catching the witch in the air, and flipping her directly overhead! Instead of blasting into her target, Zena was instead thrown back first straight into the barricade with such intense force that she broke right through that segment of the wall, sending her onto the floor right in the front row among the fans there!

And that’s why it’s called a suicide dive.

The enchantress writhed about in pain while the crowd cheered on the chaotic scene. But even while she held her aching back and grimaced on the floor, Zena continued to let out low, ominous chuckles...

The force and impact that Alexia chucked her frenzied foe over sent Zena crashing through the barricade and right in front of the fans! Laying on her back as she took large breaths, Alexia suddenly shot up, sitting right up in vein of a particular Bunny of Death as she had her signature crazed smile on her face. She licked her lips as she sharply turned to look at the downed enchantress in front of the fans. Quite frenzied herself, Alexia scrambled up to her feet as she lunged at her opponent, no sense of form in her as she grabbed at the raven hair of her opponent, pulling her up to a seated position as she stood over the black veil bodied woman.

Showing how little she cared about herself and Zena, Alexia would hold the head in place while her own whipped back to then shoot down onto Zena, crashing skulls for a string of violent headbutts, swinging her head down and back repeatedly for a frenzied assault! She would hit a couple of headbutts before dropping onto her knees, straddling Zena as her legs could support the haphazard bodily attack, holding Zena down as she would laugh in her opponent's face, the rush and glee of such a battle already riling Alexia up into her preferred pace!

Little time passed after Zena’s self-destructive collision before Alexia pounced to capitalize on the opening. The witch was yanked by her hair into a sitting position, then had a view of Alexia’s face for exactly a split second before the woman slammed her head into Zena’s! The violent impact turned her vision into a flash of pure white as pain flared in her skull, but that was only the beginning.

One after another the headbutts came, each one adding a fresh pulse of excruciating pain to her head. Thin lines of crimson soon began drifting down from Zena’s forehead while Alexia took a seat astride her lap and laughed right in her face. The sadistic enchantress was too dazed and in too much pain to laugh quite like that at the moment. But as one of the lines of blood reached her lips, they curled into a grin while her tongue came out to lick at the blood.

The repeated crushing blows of skulls on skulls rang out as the display of cranial violence got the audience looking on in visible awe. The blows that Alexia was throwing was just as devastating to herself as it was to Zena as both crazed women had a streak of blood trailing down their faces by the end of it. Even if Zena was on her back and Alexia sat on top of her, it looked as if she was in charge of the match. But the mirror look on both of their faces, both with bloodied features, wide eyes of excitement, and twisted smiles of glee.

Some people may not have noticed, but Alexia sure did and she was elated. Through the stunning reverberations through her skull and body by her own admission, Alexia continued to laugh as their mutual dance of destruction continued. Her hands gripped tightly in the raven hair of her opponent, fingers sinking into the scalp as she lowered her head, pressing their bloodied foreheads together as her twisted smile widened.

Shoving Zena's head back into the ground, Alexia rose up off of her as she stumbled her equilibrium not yet stabilized as she nearly fell back down to the ground, lurching forward towards the row of chairs that was once occupied by fans, pushing her hands in it to brace herself as her balance slowly returned to her!

There was a small part of Zena that didn’t want Alexia to get off of her. On top of their obvious shared interest in inflicting excruciating pain, the witch found her foe to be quite an attractive one, and had enjoyed being straddled by her, even with the barrage of punches. Zena certainly wouldn’t have minded to stay nice, close and tangled up with Alexia for a while longer, though she had no doubt there would be plenty of time for more of that before this was all over.

She rolled onto her front and pulled herself to the nearest standing chair and used it to help her start dragging herself up to her feet. Those nearest watched on in a mixture of fear and curiosity as the bloodied enchantress rose, her dark hair hanging messily over her head and in front of her face like an ominous vale. Between the small gaps in the long strands of hair, if one looked close enough, they’d be able to see Zena was still wearing that excited grin.

The Harlequin managed to finally get her feet underneath her, standing up on her wobbly legs as her smile was smeared all over her face. She brought a hand up to wipe the blood of hers and Zena's on her forehead as her eyes gleamed with excitement. She turned her head over and locked her crazy eyes onto Enchantress, licking her lips as she saw a wounded girl ready to continue the brawl! Alexia stomped towards the veiled beauty, fans who had wandered close towards the two quickly got out of the way as Alexia reached forward to grab on Zena's hair, pulling her off of the chairs.

She would wrap her arms around the head, mashing Zena's face against her side boob as she dragged Zena down the row of chairs, forcing more people to move from their seats as the two psychopaths got closer to them.

In the new area with chairs lined up next to each other, Alexia had thought of another way to inflict the pain to Zena as she wrapped an arm around Zena's shoulders and the other between her legs, grabbing a firm hold of the butt cheek as she attempted to lift Zena up horizontally to her body, laughing out as she just thought of the wreckage that was to come as she leaned back before snapping forward, trying to body slam Zena into the chairs!

Zena was still too dazed to offer any resistance as her face was pulled in and pressed against the side of Alexia’s soft tit, while the witch was led away toward another area. It didn’t become clear just what was going through the psychotic harlequin’s mind until they arrived at another cluster of chairs, and the woman changed her grip on Zena to lift her up, grabbing a pleasing handful of her ass in the process.

As she was picked up off the ground, the enchantress tried hammering away at Alexia with elbow strikes in hopes of fighting out of her clutches. But it was too little, too late. Suddenly she was going down, and there was a loud crash as her body was driven straight onto the chairs! Zena howled in pain, her face contorting while she squirmed and writhed about on the ground.

Alexia lifted Zena off of her feet, holding the Enchantress across her body as she prepared to try and arch back to deliver the smash into the chairs, but she was stopped by the elbows Zena crashing into the side of her head rattled her. She stopped in place as Zena continued to rain elbows into her head as she wavered with her opponent in her arms. But the Harlequin managed to will her body back into effect as she gripped tighter on Zena's butt and shoulder as she powered up the veiled opponent before whipping forward, dropping down onto her knees and driving her opponent back first into the chairs!

The loud crash of metal and flesh rang out as Alexia's body recoiled off of her opponent as she forced her opponent through the chairs and straight to the floor, her twisted smile looked at Zena's face as she screamed in pain, watching her writhing on the ground as she lifted her leg up and splaying herself on top of Zena. Driving her forearm into the face of Zena, she pressed down with all of her weight, pinning Zena with all of her body weight with a full body pin!

One might have guessed from looking at Zena that she wasn’t exactly a fan of her current predicament. For most people in the same situation, sane, rational people, that almost certainly would’ve been the case. But now so for Zena. Pain was her one true love, and though she far preferred to be the one inflicting it, she felt plenty of enjoyment from receiving it as well. Despite the grimace and anguish on her pretty face, she was having a blast.

Even more than the pain, she enjoyed the feeling of Alexia’s sexy body climbing on top of her own, pressing their frames together almost entirely. Her breasts pillowed under the harlequin’s, her hips were pressed down under her rival’s. The only thing keeping them from being face-to-face was a forearm pressing roughly into her face and holding it to the side.

“One…! Two…!”

With a grunt Zena jerked her body to the side and threw her shoulder up, forcing Alexia off of her just enough that she could break the pin right after the second count. Much as she enjoyed the feeling of this woman’s body against her own, there was far too much fun to be had left for them to be ending this so early.