Rose vs. Selina Lash!- Masters of the Trade!

Match Type: Standard
Victory Conditions: Victory by pinfall, submission, or knockout.

Continued from here.

Nothing could really stop Selina once she got excited. She had to bottle up so much manic energy for so long it felt like a dam about to burst! And now that Día had earned the PDSM the first victory against Thorn and Rose there was little keeping her restrained now! All that waiting and that patience had really begun to drag Selina down, but now that it was their turn, she lost control and couldn’t find the brakes! Without thought or even malicious intent, Selina Lash, the Princess of Pleasure and Punishment, closed her legs around poor Rosie’s sweet little head! The girl had been dining on Selina’s powerful, but soft thighs! Lapping them up like they were sweet treats in the warm heat! It was almost a shame to end things so abruptly, but in Selina’s excitement she hardly seemed to notice! She wanted to see Rose’s despair, her weakness produced from her comrades' failure! The thought alone of that cool and collected expression of Rose’s cracking for even a second was enough to get Selina’s twisted wheels spinning! After all, anger was the emotion where a person really revealed their inner thoughts!

To be insulted by Rosie~ What vulgar words would come out of such sweet lips? What insults would that voice that seemed to be born from the sweetest of honey choose? HOW WOULD HER SCREAMS DIFFER FROM HER YELLING?!?!?

Selina was ready to taste it all! She wanted every side of Rosie, the bitter with the sweet! This was a game about domination, and the Princess was already raring to go! The bell had only just rung to signal the end of Día and Thorn’s match when Rose’s soft, gloved hands moved around Selina’s thighs with a knowing grip!

With determination, Rosie would plant her feet on the floor and slowly rise up! It was certainly no easy task, not with Selina peering down at her with those disgustingly excited eyes! The Princess’s thighs tightened around Rose’s neck, slowly asphyxiating the woman as she continued to rise up with Selina on her shoulders! Sick, nightmarish giggles poured down like acid rain and crawled into Rose’s ear’s like spiders!

“C’mon, Rosie~ You gotta keep going! After Thorn failed you, you’re all that's left! Don’t disappoint me so soon after it's our turn!”

The speaker in Selina’s mask distorted her voice, making it sound almost motherly in a cold, artificial way! Rose continued her journey with a single step, then two, and going on three! It wasn’t hard to see what the redhead had in store for the princess, but strangely enough, Selina didn’t fight it! She only continued to squeeze her legs around Rose’s windpipe and tease her from above! Selina’s fingers danced on the nape of her opponent's neck, she whispered dares veiled as sweet encouragement into the woman’s ear! All of it leading up to the point where Rose finally made it to the ring apron…

And brought Selina crashing down!

The impact was enough to shake the entire ring, which was still occupied by Thorn and Día Sect. Despite the powerbomb being fierce enough on its own, Rose slammed Selina near the edge, the sudden cutoff biting into the woman’s bare flesh even more so then if it was a flat surface! Selina’s body torqued itself like her whip, suddenly bursting with movement as her face grew bright red and a deep, fierce moan slipped through her speakers!

“OOOOOOOOOooooooh Yessssssss~”

The Princess’s upper body was still on the ring, and her golden eyes peered at the two fighters still inside. The look of demented pleasure was visible even from afar, as the Princess began to pant in such a manner where even her mask’s speakers could pick it up. She slowly waved towards her partner and company, smiling despite the shattering attack she had just endured!

“We are going to need this place in a bit~ So could you two do us both a favor and get the hell out?~”

While her legs had slackened quite a bit, they were still draped over Rose’s shoulders. Such a mistake would quickly be resolved, as the Princess would suddenly retract her legs and push off of Rose, rolling into the ring in one swift motion! When Selina finally got up to her feet, her hands were clasped around her masked cheeks, looking down on Rose with all the affection of a starving beast!

“I’m so hungry, Roooossssieeee~~! Will you ssssstep into my Parlor, and let me play with you until I’m SATISFIED?!?!?”

The crackling energy exchanged between them was electrifying! A dangerous storm of domination and devastation was sure to ensue, as the Queen of thorns and the Princess of Pleasure finally clashed!

Rose wasn’t as overt about it as Selina - she didn’t see anyone could be - but she was every bit as eager to step into the ring as her opponent, craving the chance to test her skills against someone with a similar mindset. She had enjoyed their little sidebar while Thorn and Día battled, but there was only so much of that she could stand for so long - she wanted to have this woman in the ring, wanted to be all over her, wanted to really feel their bodies pressing and sweating and heaving and struggling. She had every right to be mad at her opponent for catching her in that scissorhold and forcing her to act, but the truth was that she couldn’t complain too much. If Selina hadn’t made the move, then Rose would’ve likely done the same sooner rather than later. She’d just been beaten to the punch, that was all.

That hardly meant she was going to take all this punishment without retaliation, though, and she showed her feelings on the matter in the most brutal way she could think of. Slamming Selina into the hardest part of the ring was a striking way to start the match, as jarring an opener as anyone could think of. It would have left most wrestlers crying out in pain, wrecked before the match proper could begin.

Not Selina. She liked it. Loved it.

Thorn was sitting in the ring, looking on as the ruckus kicked up nearby, not even sure what to make of it at first. She knew that Rose and Selina were going to be going at it next, but somehow she hadn’t imagined that it would be happening right the fuck now. This was a little sudden, but screw it, they wanted in. She wasn’t about to keep it from happening. She nudged Día in the side with a light elbow, just to get her attention. ”Let’s bail.”

She tumbled to the side and rolled under the bottom rope, making her way to outside of the ring. Not too soon, either, because Selina came rolling into the ring with a surprising display of agility, popping to her feet in a smooth motion. Her kick was enough to knock Rose back a couple of feet, but she brought her boot down to stop the momentum and dashed forward right after, sliding into the ring on the other side. That was enough for the referee to kick things off, and she signaled for the bell, making it all official.

Rose rose up, slow and cautious, looking for any moves her foe might make. Selina was a hard woman to parse, she had figured that out even with their short time together. She doubted their mind games would stop just because there was a physical element to them, now. She would have to be careful and look out for the sort of tricks and traps that were her usual stock.

A true challenge. She’d been waiting for this, for far too long. ”Very well, Selina - you’’ve waited long enough, I agree.” She cracked her knuckles, getting them nice and loose, and stepped forward with her arms raised. ”Let’s play.”

Rose didn't waste another second - she moved forward and came at Selina with her full strength, looking to engage the woman in a collar-and-elbow tie-up, wanting to keep this nice and intimate.

Día had only just begun getting out of the mindset of her own match. The patchwork demon’s red eyes naturally flicked over towards the commotion going on just outside of the ring, and she wasn’t all that shocked to find that Selina and Rose were already fighting. Even Selina’s perverted reaction to being slammed against the ring’s apron was disgustingly normal for the Princess of Pleasure. Día had been the woman’s partner for some time, and some of her stranger tendencies had grown to be thought of as almost casual for the living shadow. But even Día pulled back a bit when she noticed that look in Selina’s eyes. Any normal person would have been in unyielding agony, and while Selina was far from normal, that pure amount of pleasure she got from that attack seemed to go beyond the woman’s masochism. Rose was opening up a weird level of crazy in Selina, and judging by the look on the calm and collected redhead, Selina might just be doing the same for her opponent.

A nutty Selina, Día could handle. But a nutty Selina paired up with a loose cannon like Rose? Even that was a bit much for the demon!

Thorn must have thought something similar, because pretty soon the woman nudged Día in the ribs, inviting her along for the retreat they were going to have to pull. Normally, Día would have kept playing along with her victory and maybe tried to bully Thorn a bit...but sometimes, it was nice to have a partner that didn’t welcome crazy like a warm bed on a cold night.

“Yeah, screw this!”

As Thorn rolled under the ropes, Día hopped over them! Both of the previous combatants were eager to leave the ring as soon as they could! A time bomb had been started, and they were looking to leave the blast zone as quickly as they could! No sooner did they leave then Rose entered the ring, Selina standing just a few feet away from her with an expression of pure bliss wrapped around that masked face! It was so obvious Selina wanted to attack the precious woman in front of her, but strangely did not. Perhaps the Princess wanted the battle to start in a less dirty manner! She had told Rose what a precious dish she was from the beginning, and it seemed Selina was actually keen on savoring the morsel in front of her.

Selina’s hands finally slipped from her face as Rose cracked her knuckles. The exciting play was about to begin, and Selina’s chuckles and giggles seemed to snake through the air, filling it with her insanity. She rolled her shoulders, savoring the residual pain from Rose’s earlier attack and even getting excited by it before cracking her neck!

“Let us dance!~”

In the blink of an eye, the two Domme’s clashed against one another in the center of the ring! Rose was a red blur of motion while Selina struck out like the whip tucked around her hip! The two locked up, Selina’s masked face now closer to Rose then ever before! Those twisted golden pupils seemed to stare directly into Rose’s eyes, almost right through the woman herself! The taught feeling of Rose’s surprisingly muscular arms mixed with the soft, gentle give of her silky skin was so very enticing! But the fight Rose was putting up was even more interesting! Selina was pushing with everything she had, and yet the redhead was keeping up!

“Sssssoooo strong~ Which one of you is the powerhouse of your team, I wonder?” Selina giggled as she planted her heels into the ring, “Such raw strengthhhh...but, you gave me your sweet spot, Rosie~”

With the arm closest to Rose’s swan-like neck, Selina’s fingers would gently begin to tease the soft, sensitive nape that earned a reaction from Rose when they first spoke. Selina had been studying Rose, and such an obvious grunt did not escape unnoticed. The Princess’s fingers were quick, but gentle. They trailed up and down Rose’s neck, going as far as the start of her hairline, to the top of her spine. Teasing at the start of a match was always Selina’s style, but this time she was looking to get an early edge in on her scantily clad opponent so that she might enjoy Rose’s appearance and touch even closer!!!

Thorn, for her part, was more than happy to decompress. Already, she was running the match back over her head, trying to critique herself and figure out all the little details. There was no real need to - she knew Rose well enough to know the woman already had a long list of problems they would be targeting in the weeks to come, ironing out their game to perfection. It was never not going to be weird, getting trained by her fellow dominatrix/tag partner/sometimes lover, but she couldn't’ deny the Italian her skills. When she put her mind to it, she had a focus that Thorn simply couldn’t imagine in her wildest dreams.

And now was a good chance to see that in action. From a reasonable distance.

So she was out, no complaints, not a word. She made her way to the floor and clomped on over to the announcer’s desk, hoping on top of the edge and claiming the spot. The staff nearby gave her a few confused looks, seemed like they were about to say something, but a quick glance from her bad eye was enough to close those mouths before they could say anything stupid. She wasn’t in the mood.

No, all Thorn wanted to do right now was sit back, watch, and enjoy the show as it unfolded in the ring. So far, things were looking good.

Rose and Selina met in the middle of the ring, locking horns and testing power, and the result wasn’t too surprising. After sitting beside her for some time and admiring that form, there was no question in her mind when it came to the Princess of Pain’s power - her outfit might have been outlandish, but underneath those stripes and spikes was a solid form, brimming with muscle. It was no wonder how she’d been able to dominate her opponents, even the male ones, with such a physique.

But could Rose overcome it? That was the question, and one she was unsure of, even as she brought their bodies crashing together, filling the ring with the clap of flesh. She planted her boots down hard and dug deep, solidifying her position, but even so she could feel the tide turning against her, and it wasn’t only due to the strong forward push she was dealing with. There were also Selina’s fingers, a teasing touch at her neck, getting right at one of her favorite spots. This woman was eerily prescient, she was noticing, showing an attention to detail that most wouldn’t have guessed from her wild demeanor. It was enough to make Rose shiver and gasp, to weaken her arms. Not much, mind you, but enough to sway things in Selina’s favor. Rose was being pushed back, her arms giving way, her head drooping below her opponent’s face.

It wasn’t a good look, but it was more than it seemed. With her head down, Rose grasped the back of Selina’s neck and pulled it, forcing her forehead to mash against the top of her hat. The moment she felt the contact through her cap, she dropped to her knees, bringing them both down at one and rammign Selina’s forehead against her skull. A jawbreaker, of sorts, only she had to modify it with the mask in mind.

Día Sect would exit the ring with the standard amount of grace one would expect from someone with her caliber for cruelty. Her heavy boots slammed into the pavement before she rolled with her own momentum and found herself alone on the far side of the ring. Selina and Rose were fighting one another, and with Día’s own fight ending in victory she had some time on her hands. She had no clue if her partner would prevail or not, but she did know that Selina had a habit of drawing things out either way. Día had noticed Thorn moving over to the now vacant announcer table, but just walking over there seemed awkward, considering what they had just gone through. The Patchwork Demon’s persona was a brutal and hateful creature, and sitting next to a defeated opponent seemed to contradict that very specific idea.

The living shadow sighed. She needed something to kill the time…

Walking over towards the announcer’s table, Día would move over and snag an old memory from the start of the two teams meeting: Her broken, fake arm. It still clicked and cluttered but trying to fix the thing would be far more interesting then just standing by herself. Plus it gave her a reasonable excuse to use the table provided, as she plunked down a seat next to Thorn and slapped her broken equipment down on her side of the table, her fingers already peeling back the cloth to reveal the guts of the contraption.

While the Demon of Domination was taking care of her foretime, Selina was slowly compressing Rose’s ADORABLE form into something a bit more manageable, something a bit smaller, and even CUTER than before!!!

Rose had prided herself on so many things, and she had every right to do so! But Selina really did pay attention to her darling little morsel! She spied every reaction, every spark of lust that went up in those daring eyes of hers~ Rose was all Selina could even think about the entire time they were sitting next to one another, and now that she was in her hands there was nothing to stop the princess from doing what she wanted to do to the adorable redhead! Selina could just push and push and push! All while teasing that sweet spot behind the nape of Rosie’s neck! That cute face her opponent made when she realized that Selina was using her own sensitive spot against her only added to the delicacy that was this situation!!!

Heh hee hee! now where did that pretty face GOoooooo~ You can’t rob me of such a sight, Rosie! But then again, your head bowed to me is kinda Yummy in its own way!”

Selina continued to push Rose, the redhead’s arms being forced to retreat more and more with every passing second. Selina’s eyes smile down at Rose’s cap, imagining the expressions she could be making beneath the brim! All the while, Rose’s hand moved up towards Selina’s neck, her fingers wrapping around the base of it with a soft, elegant touch.

“SSsssstuuupid~ A fan like you should know that I’m really not all that sensitive to simple-GCCCKKKKK!!!!”

A thunderous THUNK erupted in the ring as Rose’s true trap came to fruition! In one swift motion Rose managed to pull Selina’s forehead into the cap, momentarily blinding her for the modified jawbreaker that sent a shock directly through the Princess’s skull! The results seemed instantaneous, as a sharp and pained hiss tore through the speaker’s of Selina’s beloved mask as the woman gripped her head and stumbled back in retreat! Her heels struck the floor like thunder, but when she finally stopped to try and properly recuperate, a strange sound was picked up by the speakers...a soft sound, one unlike any had heard from Selina before.

“It hurts! Owie owie owie! I’m sorry, but it hurts!”

Was...was that Selina’s voice? Why was she apologetic?

Either way, such a tone didn’t last long. When Selina’s hands fell from her head and face, those golden eyes weren’t smiling anymore. They were glaring at Rose now, narrowed hatefully at the woman who had delivered actual pain onto the Princess of Pleasure.

“That’s not the satisfaction I was looking for, Rose. Not even close!”

Selina’s tone was back to normal, although barbed and listless. The playful teasing Selina seemed to revel in was gone in an instant, as the Princess still suffered from the effects of Rose’s Jawbreaker!

“I think we’ve been too nice with each other...it’s time to show you your place!”

Selina would suddenly lash out, throwing one of her powerful legs towards Rose with all of the speed and twice the power of her whip in a bulldozing side kick! Selina wanted to get Rose back for the shot to the head, but in acting out, gave away a decent clue that some would easily pick up on should they have seen Selina’s other fights. Of course, such a weakness was only useful if it could actually be exploited, and the Princess of Punishment in front of Rose seemed keen to put her on the defensive!

Sitting at ringside, Thorn had time to think. Too much time, perhaps. She kept replying the match in her head, and she never liked the results she came back with, stressing over every little imperfection. She knew what Rose was going to say already - she’d chastise, sure, but also give her praise for doing as well as she did, pepper in some suggestions, all well and good. That was fine, but it still wouldn’t make the loss sting any less. She knew that getting into this sport was tough, that she would take her lumps and losses, but she didn’t have to be happy about it.

She was so absorbed in the moment that she almost lost track of her opponent - or, former opponent, rather. She didn’t expect the woman to leave the area, but figured she wouldn’t be in the mood to chat, unlike her partner. It seemed like she and Rose had quite the conversation and maybe a little more - it was hard to tell while she was wrestling, but they looked to be enjoying themselves physically on top of mentally. Rose always did have a way of kickstarting a conversation, so that alone wasn’t surprising.

What came next was a surprise, then, when a commotion came from beside, making her jump and knocking her off her focus. She looked over to see Día with that fakakta arm of hers, the rickety mess than she’d brought over, and for a second she tensed up, expecting an attack...no, nothing of the kind. From the looks of it, she was just inspecting the damage on her prop. Curious, Thorn scratched her head and leaned over. ”Where’d you even find that thing? Ebay?”

An interesting, if inconsequential question. Rose, however, was pondering a more important one - how was she going to deal with Selina’s strength?

She wasn’t the most powerful foe that Rose had ever face, not the strongest, but she was definitely up there, and there was a real chance she had the might to push anything thrown her way right back, displaying some monstrous force. It wasn’t the end of the world, it just meant that she needed to be creative, even if that meant playing a few games she would otherwise avoid. She didn’t like the image of bowing down to Selina, but the ruse worked like a charm, opening her up in the way she needed. Now, she was primed to move in, taking advantage, and...what was that noise.

Rose had been on her way up when she heard something come from her opponent, this strange whisper, a voice that didn’t belong in the body it was coming out of. Right away, her mind was brought back to something from a match of hers that she’d watched a while ago, when she took on Dmitri, and some of the odd turns that bout had taken…

She had little time to process the thought, though as Selina came barrelings towards her soon after and lashed out, shoot her foot out towards her chest, that deadly heel shooting through the air. Up went her guard, crossing arms over her chest, just in time to take the full brunt of the blow. It knocked her back, three whole steps, but she recovered and planted her feet to put a stop to it. Still in things. ”I know my place, Selina, don’t worry about that.” She shook off the strike and raised her guard once more as she advanced. ”I’m starting to wonder if the same can be said of you.”

It was her turn to return fire, now, and Rose moved back in fast, covering the ground in a rush. She leaped up the moment she was close enough and threw her full weight into the air, coming at Selina’s face with a high knee - she’d started this match off targeting the head, no reason to break away from that trend.

Yeah, okay...sitting down next to Thorn was weird as hell.

Día had only really thought about this plan of action at the most surface level for fear of overthinking it. Now, sitting right next to Thorn, the weird, eerie silence between them stuck in the Demon’s mind like a pike in the ground. As Día began to pull the contraption apart to see exactly what had broken, her mind was going through the ways this situation could play out. She could stick to her persona an be a smug bitch about things, but that would probably just make Thorn leave, and she would be back to sitting on her hands fucking around with her claw until it was eventually fixed. She couldn’t really just say nothing, though. The two were only about a foot or so apart and they did just fight. Saying nothing was more introverted than Día wanted to be. Plus it would be absolute bullshit if the two just sat there silently watching their partners fight like two parents watching their kids in a play.

But who goes first? Probably me, since I sat down next to her. Kinda blew any opener I could have had already. What do I even say at this point? Ask about her scars or something? I wonder if I asked it like that, she’d take it as a joke or an insult...hard to tell what movies people have seen these days.

As Día’s thoughts rambled on, the woman’s eyes beneath the hood tried to discreetly take a quick peek at her seating partner. Thorn was looking over, a slightly surprised look in her eye that eventually trailed down to the prop arm on the table. Thankfully, she didn’t seem to have much of a problem with jumbling thoughts, and simply leaned over and opened with a curious question. Día actually had to stop herself from visibly sighing in relief at Thorn’s unintentional save.

“Ah, this claw? Not exactly...See, Selina and I have this manager who has a client that used to work in TV. They made props and effects, stuff like those monsters you see in kid shows and their weird gimmicks.”

Día would move the claw across the table, letting Thorn get an idea of how the thing was supposed to work as well as to get a better look at it. The burly bruiser didn’t seem to hold any hard feelings, so for the moment Día decided to drop the act. Her voice wasn’t nearly as gravelly as it seemed to be when she was playing up her demon persona. It was actually a rather soothing voice in comparison, but nothing out of the ordinary.

“We thought that since Selina had her whip, we should implement some symmetry into the team and so she commissioned this prop arm. It’s more a toy than a weapon, but it gets the job done.”

The claw was simple to use, with the internal organs revealing five rings each finger can loop through. With a simple tug, the claws “fingers” would clench up, giving the impression of a real, moving hand. Well, as real as an enlarged, demonic looking limb could appear anyways.

As Día and Thorn began to converse, the once sweet and playful tone inside the ring had already begun to boil and stew. The Princess of Pleasure didn’t seem nearly as sweet as she had once been, with her excited and pitched tone dropping to a sneering growl. Whatever teasing the two had planned was thrown out the window as Selina dashed forward and SLAMMED her foot against Rose’s defense! The redhead had to retreat a few steps, but soon found her balance. Rose steadied herself as Selina’s heel returned to the floor, the Princess seemingly waiting for some unknown sign. With Rose steadying herself, the redhead advanced towards her opponent, promising to reveal each other's place in the supremacy ladder. Selina’s heartless eyes never flinched, simply watching Rose approach with her defenses held high.

“Clearly, you don’t…”

Suddenly Rose would tear forward! The red head was a simple streak of black and red as she closed in on her target faster than most would think she was capable of! Selina had given away a vital weakness thanks to her attitude and strange mutterings and Rose would have been a fool not to exploit it! With just a single leap, Rose pounced up into the air, throwing her knee forward like a battering ram directly at Selina’s obscured face, looking to repeat her previous success!

Unfortunately, Selina had predicted Rose’s target. Swiveling her upper body, the Princess narrowly avoided Rose’s rather brutal attack, with some of Selina’s long hair being caught in the intended blow, revealing just how close Rose had come. But, like the sadist she was, Selina didn’t waste this chance. Her gloved fingers would lash out like slender leeches, looking to grasp around Rose’s throat as the beautiful domme passed by the Princess’s body.

“Because your place is so very far beneath me~”

Should Selina’s aim hold true, then she would have a decent grip around Rose’s swan-like neck. Of course, with Rose still being in midair and Selina lacking the strength to hold the woman up in such a manner it would become readily apparent what would come next. Selina’s plan consisted of using Rose’s own momentum against her, choking her slightly as Selina fell and dragged Rose back down to the earth in a simple and quick chokeslam![/color]

On the surface, it might’ve seemed like an odd look, for Thorn to just park it next to a woman that she’d been ripping into only a few minutes ago. People often got this impression of her as a boisterous bruiser, just tearing her way through every problem with brute force, the kind of woman who wouldn’t have given much thought to trashing her opponent and leaving a match without a second thought...and they weren’t exactly wrong, either. That was definitely the image she was going for most of the time, when put up against the cooler head of Rose.

Didn’t mean she couldn’t ease up once things moved out of the ring, though. As much of a bitch as Día was to fight, it wasn’t personal on her part, nothing to hold grudges over. Far from it - she couldn’t help but having a respect for the pale-skinned demoness after everything they’d gone through. Not too many people would’ve looked at their contrasting body types and given her opponent much of a chance, but they would’ve been idiotic to not see how skill a wrestler she was, how much power she packed in such a small frame. There were no hard feelings, here. None yet, anyway.

”Uh-huh.” Thorn kept her eyes on the contraption as Día explained the rather unique situation that was behind it. It was definitely a damn sight different than the circumstances that had brought her and Rose together, sounding like an altogether smoother operation. There were times when she wished Rose would take a step back and bring in a third party, keep things balanced between them, but that just wasn’t the way they were currently playing things.

”Yeah, wouldn’t thwack anyone upside the head with this. Way too expensive looking for that.” She shifted around in her seat, turned to it full on, and leaned forward. ”Mind letting me take a stab at it? Pretty handy with this sort of stuff, believe it or not.”

Things were turning to a pleasant mood, a stark contrast to what was going on in the ring. There, Rose was leaping into the air with the full intention of taking her opponent’s head clean off her shoulders. Sadly, though, that wasn’t going to be the reality.

Things seemed good at first, with her sailing high and fast, seemingly on target - until her opponent made a sudden move and vanished, avoiding the blow at a pivotal moment. It was a worrying sign in itself, a clear showing that Selina was far faster and agile than Rose had anticipated. At first she thought the differing attires would give her an edge in that department, but finding herself in the position she did now? She couldn’t be so sure.

She thought she was prepared for whatever price she had to pay for that squandered attack, only to find herself greatly mistaken - she wasn’t expecting her foe to reach up and grab her by the neck, catching her with a tight goozle. Her eyes widened as she was lifted off the mat and brought back down in a stark display of power, hammered hard on the canvas with enough force to make her bounce.

She laid there for a moment, groaning, before she turned on her side and began the slow, arduous process of pushing to her feet. She hissed along the way, gritting her teeth to suffer through the blazing pain coming from her spine.

Día decided that Thorn was a bit difficult to read outside of the ring. Maybe it was that stoic personality of hers, or the fact that it was actually a bit difficult to see Thorn’s face through her bangs thanks to where Día was sitting. Fighting in the ring was a totally different language from simple chit-chat, and while Día Sect certainly played up her attitude to a freakish degree in order to create a persona she wasn’t sure if Thorn would say the same. After all there were all types in the AFW roster. Working with someone like Selina had taught Día how to work with nutty, but Thorn didn’t fall under that category. This was new waters for someone like Día, and right now she was just trying to get a bit of feel for what Thorn was actually like. Día wouldn’t say Thorn was as violent as her name and frame suggested, which she found comforting.

At least it doesn’t look like I’m boring her.

Quite the contrary, in fact. Thorn actually turned away from the match and brought herself facing the claw completely, giving the patchworked woman a better look at Thorn’s face as a result. Thorn was eyeing the guts of the claw rather closely, leaning in to get a better look. Such interest prompted Día to pull the cloth back even further, letting the light reflect off the insides and giving her seating partner a better view. No sooner had Día done so then Thorn asked if she could take a crack at fixing it. The living shadow was glad she kept her hooded mask on, because she couldn’t help but think she accidentally gave Thorn a disbelieving look. Día tried to hide that face by moving the claw closer to Thorn, nervously scratching her cheek in an attempt to hide her face.

“I think it’s the main support column that broke earlier. It’s hard to tell because the lighter colored plastic has a nasty habit of hiding cracks or stress seams.”

As much fun as Thorn and Día were having messing around with their little contraption together, Selina and Rose were quickly falling into their own cruel activity. The Princess of Pleasure and Punishment was acting on the latter half of her nickname, viciously throwing Rose into the floor as though she were a bag of bricks! The impact was a loud one and many audience members noticed Rose actually bounced up from the force of the impact before settling on the floor. Her barely contained chest continued to rise and fall while Selina hovered over her. The dark shadow of the tall woman blanketing the beautiful redhead.

“Heh~....Heh heh~”

Selina was well established to be a twisted woman. A creature of pure lust and hunger, only looking to satiate herself at the expense of others and herself. Her mood swings, her attire, right down to the words she used reflected her immature desire to be full. Full of pain, full of sadism, full of love or hate. So long as she felt something, then all those words may as well be changed into “Satisfaction”! Rose was a true professional, but Selina was the exact opposite! While a pro would have taken advantage of their opponent’s dazed state, Selina deemed it better to view Rose slowly pick herself up off the floor.

Like a strap covered shark, Selina circled Rose’s form. Her heels clicking around Rose like the never ending ticks of a clock. As Rose’s back stung, the constant click of Selina’s heels swirled around her ears. They were a constant companion as Rose tried to get back to her feet. Just as Rose managed to get on her hands and knees, the clicking stopped, and a sharp lash smacked her backside, more so in order to push the poor girl back to the floor then actually harm her. Again, the clicking began without missing a beat, exactly like a clock.

Should Rose take a peek at her antagonizer, she’d find Selina’s familiar eyes peering down at her...only this time, they would be peering from beneath Rose’s cap! It seemed the Princess had snatched it away as Rose had fallen. A minor possession, but Selina took it anyway. The two had been playing mind games before they entered the ring, but it seemed Selina was still trying to get into Rose’s head. Because as soon as Rose got a good look at Selina…

The Princess lashed out with a cruel attempt to kick the beautiful Rose in her finely sculpted jaw~

In Thorn’s experience, a dominatrix had two options when it came to setting up stuff in their personal dungeon: Either do it yourself or hire out. The latter option was the easier one, at least on the face of it, but tended to get more complicated. Most people had a poor to nonexistent understanding of BDSM culture, so when you told them that you needed to hook up chains and shackles in your soundproof basement, they either refused to do it and/or they called the cops. It was a road that Thorn had gone down once, and she had little interest in going down it ever again.

So it was a necessity that Thorn learn her way around a hammer, especially since Rose was all thumbs when it came to that sort of thing. She wouldn’t say she was ‘quite your dayjob’ good, but she’d grown accustomed to fixing things. So, when she took Día’s contraption, it wasn’t as foreign to her eyes as most would’ve expected. She’d put together something similar with a pneumatic press and a dildo.

She took a look inside and saw that it was pretty much how Día described it. Nothing irreparable, though she’d need her full toolkit to really work on it. Maybe she could make a few minor tweaks with her fingers, though. Tighten up that screws, work on that fitting, pull there, push here…

As she worked, she spared a moment to look up at her partner and see that, no, she wasn’t doing too well in there, having just been laid out by Selina. Anyone would expect her to worry, instead of the placid, cool expression she was currently wearing, but that came from knowing Rose better than most. The Italian might have been the beauty in their pair, but she wasn’t soft by any means. She’d be fine.

Eventually.

There would be a little suffering before she got there, but oh well. Rose was a firm believer that a dominatrix should be able to take whatever she dishes out, and that applied just as much in the ring as out of it. The only problem was that she needed to be up, get to her feet, face Selina on even ground, and she was well on her way to doing that when a rough boot slammed against her backside and brought her back down to the mat. Annoying, more than a little rude, but-

...wait. Where was her hat?

It didn’t taken Rose long to notice it was missing. Without her cap, her long, fiery red hair came unfurled and fell down along her shoulders, cascading over her back, running over her shoulders. She had to brush it off her face to get a good look at Selina, and when she did, the sight displeased her. The woman hadn’t just taken her hat, but she was wearing it, in a crude, but effective, attempt to get under skin. ”Unacceptable.”

She didn’t have much time to ponder the insult, though, as Selina came towards her and tried to kick a field goal on her face. There was no time to dodge the attack, not at this range, but that didn’t mean she was out of options. Instead of moving away, she moved forward, with open arms, and took the blow right on the chest. Not the most pleasant sensation, especially with the lack of cover on that area, but better than taking a shot to the head, and it allowed her to wrap her arms around Selina’s calves in a tight hold.

With the limb secured, Rose twisted hard to the side, trying to spin Selina around and bring her down hard on her chest, all while she kept her hold on the woman. She had some fun little plans for this leg, after all.