SS '12: Sarah Gatt vs Angel, Beach party match

With the torture rack locked in Sarah would immediately start to pull sharply down on Angel's chin and legs, bending the woman into an almost perfect U-shape. With the water rushing past Sarah's ankles and their bodies dripping wet Sarah performed the dominant submission, grinning as she made to break Angel's spine. It turned out she wouldn't have to do it very long, and soon she had the Latina screaming her submission. Sarah grinned victoriously. It was over. She had won.

The bell rung to signal Sarah's victory but the Queen of Brawl continued to work the torture rack, pulling down on Angel's chin and legs with all her might, wanting to torture the woman a bit longer than was necessary. Soon though, Sarah would abruptly release the hold and dump Angel off her shoulders, letting her land in the water with a splash. "Hell yeah!" Sarah shouted, pumping her fist into the air. She had defended her reign as champ and it felt good. Many in the audience cheered loudly, but as Sarah came to notice there were a few murmers of discontent within the crowd, much to her confusion and annoyance. "The Fuck-?" Sarah muttered. Why wasn't everyone cheering?

Her answer would come when Sha came running down the beach, her breasts bouncing withing her red bikini top before she came to a stop before Sarah in the surf. The red twin would whisper into Sarah's ear, explaining the reasons for everyone's disatisfaction, and Sarah's face darkened.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me," she snarled. Without even realizing it she had ended this match in the exact same way Akashi had finished it one year before during her reign as champ. In trying to distance herself from the sumo's image Sarah had unintentionally drawn herself closer to it. "Alright then. Youwant something more?!" she shouted to the crowd. "Let's do something more!" Sarah would then return to Angel, who was hopefully still laying there, and would grab a tight handful of her silver hair. Using it she would drag the Latina away, out of the swallows and back onto the beach, taking her somewhere she could end this match her own way.

Angel continued to scream in pain as Sarah worked her with the torture rack, her body stretched out painfully in the hold. It wasn't until Sarah finally dumped her into the water that Angel would get her relief, lying there in agony in the water's edge. She groaned, her entire body feeling like it was on fire from the beating she had taken from Sarah.

Her relief was short-lived though. Angel let out a sharp cry as Sarah grabbed her short hair, starting to drag her from the water and up onto the beach proper, having who-knows-what in mind for the Latina.

Her hand gripping Angel's hair Sarah forcibly dragged the latina out of the water and back onto dry land. The sand clung to her wet feet as she walked across the beach, heading for who knows where. But everyone knew that Sarah would want to end this match in the most brutal way possible in order to distance herself from the former champion. The fact she was doing this even after she won practically proved how brutal she was already. "Come on, skank!" Sarah growled, yanking on Angel's hair harder. "I'm putting you out of your misery..."

Sarah's destination would soon become apparent. She was head for a surfboard that was dug into the ground and standing upright. Upon reaching it Sarah would abruptly kick it, toppling it overe so it lay flat on the sand. Once that was down, Sarah would drag Angel to it so they both stood on top of it. Only then would Sarah try to shove Angel's head between her legs, squeezing with her thighs a little to keep her secure.

"This should keep them happy," Sarah snickered as she prepared her finishing move. She would then try to hook Angel's arms with her own, and if she managed that she would haul Angel up in the air by her arms, holding her up high and upside down. And then without further ado she would drop down to her butt to drive Angel headfirst into the surfboard for a double underhook piledriver.

Angel was dragged across the hot sands by force, the hot, yet soft sands sticking to her soaking body as she was dragged to whatever Sarah had in mind for her. Each time that Sarah yanked her hair, a cry would pass the Latina's lips, shaking and shocking the woman more and more with each forceful pull. If she was out of it before, she was awakened now, though still quite tired and in a great deal of pain.

Panic set into her mind, as they arrived at their destination and Sarah knocked over the surfboard. Angel knew that one way or another, she was going through it, but she wasn't just going to take it from Sarah. Even as beaten down as she was, she was still as stubborn as hell, and if she could find any way to try and delay things, she would.

Angel let out another yelp as she was pulled up, Sarah hooking her arms and lifted her upwards. The moment she was lifted up though, is when the Latina would strike. Summoning up the very last reserves of her energy, the Latina would bend her long legs towards Sarah, trying to clamp them around the woman's head once more. She grit her teeth, growling weakly, trying to squeeze Sarah with her strong legs as hard as she could manage at this point, trying to stall the champion from driving her into the surfboard.

After flipping Angel up by her arms and holding her upside down Sarah prepared to drive the girl into the surfboard with what she hoped to be her latest finisher. That is if she could pull it off right. The hard part was done, getting Angel into position. Now all she had to do was drop and drive her head straight through the hard durface of the surfboard. But it seemed Angel was not as obliged to go along with her little plan, and to the champ's surprise the Latina's tanned legs wrapped around her throat for the second time that day.

"Ack!" Sarah let out, feeling the squeeze come down on her. It was an uncomfortable feeling, but it would also have the effect of securing the piledriver position on Angel. The woman would not be getting away so easily now.

"I...ugh...think I just...guh....thought of a name for this one," Sarah managed to get out, still mocking Angel even with the position she was in. Sarah would grin before saying the name she just came up with. "Slut Driver!" And then Sarah would kick out her legs from under her, aiming to drive Angel's skull right through the hard board.

Angel growled angrily towards Sarah as the champion mocked her. She yelled back at Sarah, full of hate and fury towards the so-called queen, a single word towards her.

"Fatass!" She screamed loudly, and then Sarah dropped her into the surfboard with the piledriver. Her head slammed hard into the board, long, deep cracks spreading across it from the point of impact with Angel's skull. Angel's body went fully limp as she dropped into it, her voice completely silent now. She was out cold, the piledriver having fully done it's job on the Latina.

A loud and unified groan went up over the audience when Angel's skull drove hard into the eurfboard, nearly breaking it in half with the amount of force delivered. Sarah's newly dubbed finisher had done its job of finishing Angel off in a way only Sarah Gatt could deliver. Gasping for air as Angel's limp legs untangled themselves from her neck Sarah would let her beaten foe drop to the ground in a heap. "Here is your winner and still Friction World Champion! Sarah Gatt!!!" The announcer declared her victory and the crowd went wild at Sarah's first sucessful title defense, and the Queen of Brawl stood to her full height and grinned at the cheering masses. arrogantly she would place her foot between the defeated Angel's ample breasts, standing like a conqueror over her unconscious foe, allowing the photographers to take pics of her victory pose.

Once Sarah was sure they had their share of pics she would whistle whrilly for Nha and Sha to come. The identical and sexy twins rushed their way over to Sarah, knowing just what she wanted them to do. Each of them would grab one of Angel's legs and use them to drag the Latina off, heading straight for that hole Sarah had them dig at the beginning of the match. All smiles, Sarah followed after them.

Once the reach the hole Nha and Sha would next lift up Angel's limp body and carefully lower her into it. It was deep enough that her whole body could fit inside. After doing that, the two would set to work pouring sand over Angel's body, covering her with the stuff, burying her more and more until her body would dissapear all together, and only her head would be sticking out from the surface of the sand.

Even as Sarah stood in victory, Angel's very loud and vocal fans would be on their feet, booing and jeering at her for the piledriver. A few of them would even go so far to start throwing their cups and things like that at her, obviously not pleased with the redheaded champion.

When the twins grabbed Angel and started dragging her towards the pit, these boos would only grow louder. Angel herself didn't even hear them though, out cold as she was dumbped into the deep pit. In came the sand, and soon Angel was nearly completely covered, not even aware of what was going on as her head stuck out of the sand by itself, looking like it had dropped from a decapitated body.

It wouldn't take log for Nha and Sha to have Angel buried up to her neck in sand, patting it all down to make everything nice and clean, not to mention heavy. Angel would have a real hard time getting out of that once she woke up. Sarah was almost tempted to wake her just to see her reaction. But she had other things in mind. The Queen of Brawl grinned as the twins backed off the showcase their work, revealing only Angel's head sticking out of the sand. Naturally the Latina's fans were outraged, screaming and cursing at Sarah and even trying to throw shit at her. Sarah didn't envy whoever had to clean this place up afterwards.

The referee would soon come with Sarah's title belt, which the champ would take with glee. Fraping the golden belt over her shoulder, Sarah would place her foot on top of Angel's silver head, flexing her muscles and posing for more humliating pictures. Nha and Sha would get in on it too, posing for a ppicture that had the two of them simultaneosly kissing either side of Angel's cheeks while she slumbered.

Once the trio had their fun Sarah look down at her conquered foe and chuckle down at her. "It's been a blast, bitch. Beach fighting and all. You and I should really do this again. Something about beating up an Islander makes me feel.....exotic." Sarah laughed at her joke, and otgether with her lackeys she would make her way to the changing rooms, the belt and her title safe with her for another day.

The moment Sarah and her flunkies took off towards the exit, a group of officials rushed towards where Angel was buried. They had shovels in hand already, prepared for this after seeing the twins digging the hole earlier. They set to work at once, quickly digging Angel free. They pulled the white-haired challenger out of the pit and lied her in the sand, where a pair of medics were standing by. The two medics helped the unconscious Latina to her feet, moving to escort her from the makeshift arena and into a private medical tent, where they would tend to her wounds and make sure she had no lasting injuries.

END.