Hardcore Match: Annelle DeSade vs Sasha Brenshov

Annelle grunted as the foot slammed into her chest. She stumbled back, trying to regain her breath. "Good," she said with a smile. "You have spirit, girl. I will enjoy breaking it."

Sasha slipped back a bit and stood up,glarring at Annelle with a short smirk after taking a deep breath. She felt the salty taste of first sweat upon her lips and adrenaline rushed trough the young Russians veins along with the growing heat of battle.
She eyes the demon-girl,saying:"I will kick your ass!"
Sasha lunged at Annelle, trying her favoríte boxing combo a 123. A hard right straight toward Annelle's mouth, followed by a left low hook and another rigjht straight. Sashas rolled her weight over her heels and leaned into the blows a good deal,trying to add the reach she often lacked to her strong blows.
The hook was aimed for the side of Annelle's belly over the ovaries while the second straight did went for the face again.
Fast, hard blows but the demon girl was fast to.

Annelle saw Sasha come running directly at her, preparing to launch a kick as she closed in. Sasha moved with surprising speed, however, and a fist slammed into jaw. As Annelle stumbled, another blow slammed into her midsection. With a gasp of surprised air, she doulbed over, both winded and surprised.

As Annelle doubled over Sasha licked some salty sweat from her lips and lunged at her. Thge young Russian went slung her left arm around Annelle's head, trying to catch it in an reversed headlock. With a hiss she reached forth with her right hand, Annelle's shouldfer presing into her belly.
Sasha grabed Annelle's scant bottom attire, the leather-loincloth. It's copper-buckles and pins felt cold under Sasha's touch. She yanked it up in an camel-toe ripping wewdgie.
Then Sasha knelt down,rearing slightly and pulling with full might as she tried to hurl the Demon-Girl up over and down hard in her signature wedgie-vertical-suplex.
It was hard work but Sasha intended to fight back with full-force now.

As Annelle staggered back, she felt Annelle suddenly run in to close the distance. The smaller Russian girl barrelled into her, her shoulder slamming into her midsection and making her wince. As Annelle almost doubled over, Sasha grabbed at the back of her panties. Before Annelle could shove Sasha back, the Russian girl had hit her with a rather tight wedgy.

Annelle, however, despite it feeling somewhat uncomfortable, wasn't displeased at all by this move: if anything, Sasha's ingenuity pleased her. She struck back, dragging one hand across Sasha's back with her nails, before wrapping both her hands around her opponent's midsection to set her up for a suplex as well.

Sasha hissed with a low grunt, Annelle's nails left a line of crimson marks on the young girl's back. Sasha leaned into Annelle harder, tasting salty sweat on her lips as she tried to force her suplex. Leaning closer and closer to each other, Sasha suddenly gave up on the hight arts of grappeling for a moment. The Cossack reared her head back, shoulders at tense, then she smashed it forth, preparing for the impact as she aimed a rude and sudden headbutt toward Annelle's face, this time she was ready to use that close quarters move under the right circumstances but she coulkd feel her hold on Annelle getting weaker and weaker.
With a shirt grunt Sasha went for that headbutt instead.

Sasha's headbutt slammed upwards Annele's with a solidcrunching force, emitting a grunt of surprise from the taller woman. Colours exploded across her vision, and her grip on the Cossack girl weakened. Hissing a curse, Annele responded viciously, slamming an elbow hard into the back of Sasha's neck as she stumbled backwards, still dazed by the blow.

Sasha let out a grunt as the blows impact forced her to her knees, the young girl's wrold spinning with some dull,stinging pain in her neck, double dover she tried to presss her self up.She had to take up some will to fight on right away. She tensed every bone in her small body, then the CossackKid lunged forth from the mat with a tigerlike spring, lunging at her opponent with pure anegr in her green eyes , flashing like jade.
Sasha leaned forth and aimed a hard right, slinging clothesline, smashing her arm forth,aiming it hard at Annelle's full breasts, right over the nipples that tore trough her, damm sexy, suit.

Eventually, Annelle's vision cleared and she looked up...just in time to see Sasha coming right at her. The Cossack's forearm slammed hard into the demoness' ample breasts, causing a gasp to escape her perfect lips. The blow was powerful enough to send Annelle crashing onto her back, clutching her chest.

Sasha had to get to her feet again, after this all-out move. Still she had to sport a short broad skin that she had actualy had brought some pain to the cute demon girl, her heart making a small jump. Sasha took a short breath and aimed a short left soccer-kick at Annelle while she was still busy with getting up and clutching her bust.
Sasha made the kick fullstart from the point where she had got up. her right knee looked a bit scraped and scatched now but she knew..no pain, no gain.
Sasha delievered this kick with a short yell and wheeling arms.