[Pendant Match] Ladder: Heather vs Natasha

"Wh..tch...Would you cut it out!" Heather would let out as Natasha reminded her yet again of their 'activities' over those three days, making quite the reference. If she wanted to act like that, Heather was going to show her just how 'rough' that she liked it. She just hoped that Natasha could keep up and that she wasn't just about the hentai aspect of matches.

As she went for the DDT though, she would be stopped as Natasha would hold the ropes, preventing her from connecting. This would cause Heather's momentum to throw her back, causing her to crash back into the mat. This wasn't a good way for Heather to start. She needed to get her offense back immediately. She was putting it in her head that it was a match, and even though Natasha was such a fan of hers and seemed to idolize her so much, she couldn't hold back. If she held back she knew that Natasha could pick up the win. She knew the girl would take advantage when she was caught off guard and would take her down without thinking twice about it...though in quite the different way. Heather had to think that way as well.

"I bet you did.." Heather would let out as she would push herself to one knee after hitting the mat with that missed DDT. She was more than ready to get back her offensive, about to charge towards the ropes before she would suddenly see Natasha getting up, leaping towards her. Heather's eyes would widen as Natasha's foot collided with the back of her head, sending her crashing to the mat with the enziguri, Heather groaning as she tried to push herself back up.

Natasha dropped down onto her knees behind Heather after her wild kick had connected sending her crashing to the mat, a small grin coming to her lips as she couldn't believe she had actually managed to take Heather down, at least not in this way. She had been hoping to use her hentai skills to even the playing field a bit, but she had to admit it felt good to best her right then with a much more physical move. Taylor would be proud Natasha thought to herself, knowing just how much her team leader hated her idol but also how she had looked down on her as just a porn star in her words, but she was gonna show the girl just what she could as Natasha was determined to prove herself both to Heather and to Taylor.

"Hows that for cutting it out Heather, you really should just let me eat out your pussy Heather, it will do wonders for all that tension in your body right now." Natasha teased the woman even as Heather was beginning to rise already. Wow, she is really tough, just like I remember. Nat thought to herself, the wheels in her head spinning as she tried to think of a way to capitalize on this moment. A light bulb flipped on in her mind and Natasha moved after Heather, climbing on top of her and straddling her lower back. Natasha reached around with both of her arms to lock her hands around Heather's chin, pulling back as she tried to sink in a face lock.

Just as Natasha was surprised in herself that she could take Heather down in a physical way, Heather was just as much surprised. Part of her was glad to see that Natasha wasn't just about her hentai matches and maneuvers. However what this did mean is that Heather had to fight even harder. She also couldn't help but think in the back of her mind what Taylor might have said to Natasha about her, hoping she didn't influence her thoughts about her in any bad way. She would never forgive Taylor if she was steer her only big fan away from her.

Though with what NAtasha said next, she reminded her t hat this probably wasn't something Heather had to worry about at all. "Gh..heh..I don't think so Natasha.." Heather would let out as she tried to push herself up. However, before she could get fully to her feet, NAtasha would straddle her back, locking her in a face lock. "Aaagh!!" Heather would let out in pain, reaching her hand up to try to pull Natasha's hands away. At the same time, she would try to jerk her body hard to the side to knock her off her.

Natasha had known exactly what Heather would say in answer to her earlier proposition, but she had still had to give it a try. Natasha hadn't given what Taylor had said about Heather any second though beyond that she was dead wrong, the girl may have been her team leader but Heather was her idol, that wasn't going to change anytime soon. "You say that now, but I will win you back over to me side of thinking Heather, even if I have to strip you down right here in front of everyone." She had yelled out the first part of her little tease, but the part about stripping Heather she had whispered directly into the girls ear, giggling at the end just to throw Heather off even more.

She could feel Heather already fighting through the pain of the submission hold to try and throw Natasha off, but as she saw her hand reaching up to break it up Nat made a choice she had been struggling with since seeing Heather on her hands and knees. She released the hold she had on the woman's chin and immediately moved her hands down the woman's chest until she was cupping her tits, barely having a moment to grab tightly on her top before she was thrown violently off to the side. Natasha tried her best to tear Heather's top away, the only weak spot in her attire, as she fell off and rolled out of the ring entirely. Hitting the mat Natasha let out a loud "omph" as she lay there for a moment trying to recover enough to rise back to her feet, a ladder laying a few feet to her left.

"H-hah!? ...y-you wouldn't!" Heather would let out as Natasha's teasing whisper, causing her to blush deep. Natasha's done more extreme things to Heather, but those things were behind closed doors with no witnesses. Natasha was now saying that she'd strip her in front of the capacity crowd, something that was causing Heather to blush deeply. She couldn't let the girl do that. As much as she was already embarrassing her, throwing her off quite a bit, Heather was still hanging in there as hard as she could, shaking her head.

As Natasha removed her hands from her chin and instead cupped her breasts, Heather would let out a little yelp before she was able to throw Natasha off her. What she felt though as she did would cause her to blush deep, quickly getting up onto her feet and covering her exposed breasts with her coat. "Aah!!?? N-Natasha!!" Heather would let out as she would see the girl roll out of the ring like she did. Clicking her tongue, Heather would let go of her jacket, unavoidably exposing her breasts to the crowd. She would run towards the ropes, trying to leap over them and hit Natasha with a senton.

Natasha lay there on the ground mat for a moment as she struggled to regain her senses after her hard fall out of the ring, though she could hear the crowd suddenly erupting into cheers which confused her for a moment. But as her eyes drifted over to her right hand her usual wicked smile began to reappear and Nat began to giggle, now knowing exactly what the crowd was cheering for as she closed her hand around Heather's bikini top. Looking up she could see the woman now standing up trying to cover her breasts with her hands and coat, but she couldn't do that for long if she wanted to do anything more in this match of theirs.

Cupping her hands together to form a sort of trumpet Natasha yelled up after Heather, "Why so shy Heather, show the crowd those big tits of yours!" Teasing the woman was quickly becoming her favorite hobby, but Natasha turned her thoughts back to the match as she stepped over the ladder and leaned down to pick it up. Before she could however she heard heavy footsteps from above and turned around just in time to see Heather launching herself at her. Frozen in shock Natasha cried out as the woman crashed into her driving the blue haired woman down right on top of the ladder, her back screaming out in pain as she was bent backward over the steel weapon. "Ahhhhh! Damn that one hurt......"

Ignoring the embarrassment of being topless in front of the live crowd, Heather would try to shake it off as much as possible as she would leap over the ropes towards the girl. Using her signature high flying style, Heather would come crashing down on Natasha with the senton, slamming her onto the ladder as she did. The ladder was unintentional, but she wasn't going to complain. "You should know I don't like doing those kind of things in public Natasha." Heather would say to the girl as she picked herself up.

She would slip the ladder out from under the girl and would slide it into the ring, letting out a little grunt as she did. Setting the match in place, more or less, Heather now needed to weaken Natasha enough so that she could climb the ladder and claim her victory that was held in the briefcase that hung over the ring. Going over to Natasha, she would reach for the girl's arm, trying to lift her up. "This might get a little rough, if you didn't realize." Heather would say in a whisper to her as she would try to whip Natasha hard into the security wall that was near them.

Natasha lay there groaning on the ground even as Heather picked herself up so quickly after her high flying move, her experience in such painful matches helping her quite a bit as the match tilted heavily in her favor. Nat rolled sideways off of the ladder and onto her hands and knees, pushing herself up despite the deep pain in her lower back Natasha could see out of the corner of her eye Heather sliding the ladder into the ring, pushing herself to move faster as she got up onto one knee.

This wasn't her usual type of match, she hadn't even been in anything but a hentai match since coming to the AFW so jumping headfirst into a ladder match might have been unwise, but with Heather as her opponent she had had no reservations. In fact she had been eager to prove to her new team leader, Taylor, that she was indeed more than just a "porn star" as Taylor had put it by not only surviving this kind of match but by winning against Heather at her own specialty. As Heather's hand wrapped around her arm Nat glanced up with her traditional grin still wide on her face, "You say that now but.... you know you love it, be as rough as you'd like!"

Her last word came out as a scream as Heather would launch her towards the nearby security wall, Natasha flipping over from the extreme force with which had been thrown, crashing back first and upside down so that she lay there on her neck and shoulders. Sliding off to the side Natasha groaned from the impact upon her already hurting back, knowing she was going to feel that not only for the rest of the match but also for the next week. Unable to move quite yet Natasha lay there on her side breathing rather heavily as she tried to recover a bit.

Sliding the ladder into the ring, as she said what she did to Natasha and went to pick her up, she would snicker and shake her head at her response. "You'd like to think that wouldn't you? I bet you'd love if I stripped down right now huh?" Heather would let out, letting out another little laugh as she lifted Natasha up. For some reason, NAtasha's attitude that would usually repluse her if it was in nearly anyone else, was something that Heather didn't mind in her. She had taken a liking to the first person to really call herself a fan of her's that much, and Heather had quickly gotten used to Natasha's attitude, though that's not to say that she can't embarrass her so much with her attitude as she always does, that probably will never change.

As she lifted Natasha up though, she was making sure none of that mattered. She wanted Natasha out of it and quickly before she could really lay on any sort of sensual moves to Heather, something she would know would probably be something that would weaken her quite a bit and fast. Throwing Natasha in the corner, she would wince a little as she saw her impact, hearing Natasha's groan and seeing how she landed. Heather would have to help the girl out after the match for sure to make it up to her if it continued like this.

This was a good opportunity though, and Heather wasn't going to pass it up. She would slide into the ring and quickly set up the ladder in the center. Resting her hand on one of the rungs, she would start to climb, not against claiming the victory this quickly at all, she just hoped that Natasha couldn't get up in time to stop her.

Thankfully Heather hadn't decided to follow up after tossing Natasha into the security wall, the barricade moving back a few inches from the sheer force of the impact. Against anyone else Nat was fairly sure Heather would have made sure she stayed down, doing whatever she had to keep her opponent down for the count so she could take her time in climbing the ladder. Natasha had a moment to think upon that and wasn't sure if she was pleased by that or not, on one hand it meant she had really made an impression upon her idol, but then again was Heather not taking her seriously as an opponent? Looking up she could see Heather working quickly to set up the ladder in the middle of the ring, moving with a bit more urgency now that time was against her Natasha pushed herself onto her feet and straightened up, her back complaining to her but she ignored the pain and made her way back to the ring.

Natasha lifted her left leg up onto the ring apron and then pulled herself back inside, rolling underneath the bottom rope just as Heather was beginning to climb. Moving a little quicker now as the adrenaline suppressed the pain in her lower back, Natasha dashed around to the side Heather was climbing. She was already half way up the towering ladder and thinking back to all the matches of Heather's she had watched Natasha came up with a plan. Crouching down and with her back facing the ladder Nat leaned against the rungs and rose back up to her full height, bringing her head up between Heather's legs before grabbing around the waist of her pants. "As a matter of fact Heather, I would love if you stripped down right now!"

Answering her question from back on the floor Natasha would attempt something new for her in the AFW, putting her body's muscles to work Nat would go for a power bomb on Heather, pulling down on the waist line of the woman's pants to throw her down from the ladder. Natasha had another thought at the time however, one much more her usual style as she would keep a firm grip on the pants to try and rip them off after the slam.