Sven vs AOBA (Complete)

It would take awhile for Sven to get himself up after taking such a spill out of the ring, but the angerof being humiliated like this so far certainly helped the process along. The crowd was cheering for AOBA as she pranced around the ring and displayed her incredibly sexy body, and were jeering him and his pathetic display thus far. With a grunt of pain, Sven would slowly get to his feet, and then turn to the ring with a snarl.

Sven would quickly slide back into the ring and jump to his feet, raising his arms at the ready. No more mister nice guy.

She wait for her precious time until her opponent finally coming in the ring to face her again, she still keeping her a striaght face and says to him. "Still think..... my ribbons.... stupid......?" Still jumping and pumped up and ready to take on again.

She stop jumping and her breasts to stop bouncing as well, she gets into her stance and prepare to take him on, she stands there and wait for him to come at her and see if he'll come with all his rage, she tried to taunt him. "You..... afraid.... of a woman......? "

Sven cleched his fist tightly as AOBA mocked him. This girl was really starting to get under his skin. First with her damn ribbons and now with her insults. It was the final straw when AOBA made the crack about him being afriad of women, which drugged up sveral personal issues for Sven.

"Fuck you!" Sven shouted angrilt, and would rush at Soba right away, trying to nial her around thewaist with a powerful spear.

AOBA didnt show any expression when mocking Sven but if she does show any, would be a smile of teasing and and enjoy pissing off the mad man, literalty.

She was prepare for him as she see him coming right at her with his cursing words, she thought that he was going to clothesline her but instead he went low for a heavy spear to the stomach. "Ugh!!!" Tackling her down to the mat, she grit her teeth from the strong tackle and now he's on top------- She tried to reach with her left arm to get his head around and tuck under her arm so she can use her fist as her main weapon of choice, punching him hard to the side of the ribcage, trying to tenderize him some more. "hmph....!"

Sven's tackle managed to connect with AOBA, much to Sven's satisfaction, and brought both of them to the mat, with Sven landing on top of her. But before he could take advantage of his new position, he felt AOBA's arms wrpa tightly around his neck, trapping him. "Guh...let go you fucking - Ugh!!" Sven started grunting at more of her strong punches started slamming into his sides, and with him trapped on the mat as he was he could not get away.

With no other options, Sven would wrap his strong arms around AOBA's waist, and with a mighty heave would attmpt to stand back up and lift her off the mat. "RAGH!!" Sven would yell if he managed it, and then with AOBA in his arms he would run with her into the turnbuckle, hoping to slam her spine right into it.

AOBA got the big man in her hold, his head tucked under her arm while using her free one to send violent waves of pain to the side of his ribcages. He's in trouble for sure and thinks he doesnt know how to get out of it if she continues but he seems to have a plan, she can feel his arms going around her waist, using his massive strength as he lifting her up so he can stand as well, screaming top of his lunge as he charging to slam her body back first right into the turnbuckle.

"UGHHH......!!!"

Her back get slammed and arch against the turnbuckle, releasing his head and slump into the corner with her arms over the top ropes, her busty breasts bounces from impact, gladly its still in her shirt and not popped out even tho it have two buttons holding it in, if it were to exposed, it wont bother her as she was trained not to let her appearances bother her, but now the only worry part is that she release the mad man from her hold, not sure what he have plans for her but sure her, its not gonna be pretty.

After slamming his hated opponant into the turnbuckle Sven stepped back to admire his work. He grinnedat the sight of the haughty woman now in pain before him. Now he could finally start to punish her for her taunts.

"Hope you're ready," Sven with a grin. "Cause now I'm gonna fuck you up!" He would then unleash a very strong punch straight into her gut, partly in revenge for her punch, and to make her hunch over. If she did, her would immediately attempt to grab her into a tight headlock, and then take off running with herfrom the corner. He would then jump into the center of the ring, brining her with him to slam her into the mat with a bulldog.

AOBA back was stinging her but not too much as another pain sending waves to her body somewhere else which is her bare flat sexy stomach. "Ouuuuf.....!" She indeed double over from his strong punch, causing her to double over from it, he then follow up with her head tucked under his arm and forcing her to move with him, running to the center of the ring as he jumps up and drop down, slamming her face to the mat, she grunt from the slam and slowly reaching up to cover her stomach and face, at the very least her busty breasts soften the landing, but so far now, he's in control, she hope to get a chance to fight back or else she become his ragdoll.

Once he delivered the punishingbulldog Sven landed on his ass besdie his foe, relishing in her pained squirms. The crowd, now seeing that he was turning this around, now started to cheer for him as he started to take apart AOBA. Theman would soon get up as his opponant lay in pain, and start to stomp all overher body.

"How do you like that?! Huh, bitch?!" Sven shouted as he stomped on her. Once he was done tenderizing her however, he would move to seat on her back pinning her beneath his weight. He would then grab her arms and drape them across his thighs. Once all this was set up, he would cup her chin and yank back on it for a camel clutch submission, wrenching on her back and neck. He would also be sure to cover her mouth to deny her any screaming.

AOBA taken his hard punch to her flat sexy stomach and follow by his running bulldog slamming her face to kiss the mat. She lay there in pain, stunned from his combo in the corner, soon he stomp down all over her body just to take out his fusterations. She grunt from the stomp one after another, before long AOBA felt her back putting some weights as he sits on it, which it stings a little, her arms pulled back and drape it over his thighs and grabbing her chin to pull back, stretching her back and neck into his Camel Clutch while covering her mouth just to slient her. Her feet tapping on the mat while he applied his submission hold, her chest pushing out as her shirt stretches, the buttons on it trying to hold it in or else her bouncy large breasts will come popping out half naked.