[Pendant Match] Ladder: Heather vs Natasha

As Heather kept fighting through the hold that Natasha had put her in, she was doing her best to endure it fully, her body just aching in pain from it as she was bent in such a dramatic way. That wasn't even all, as she could feel Natasha's breasts pressing against the back of her head, causing her to blush deep along with the girl's firm, round ass planted on her back. It gave the hold a bit of a humiliating nature that didn't really go along with it to begin with. Natasha's sexy figure just aiding her like that in the hold, much to Heather's frustration.

"Wh-what? Egh..c..come on Natasha!" Heather would let out at the girl's words as she teased her in that seductive voice, causing her to blush even deeper as she would shake her head. The pain that she was feeling was making it so she felt like tapping to her hold, just to get some sort of relief from it. "Ngh...It..hurts.." Heather would say simply to Natasha's whispers in her ear, sending a shiver down her spine as she did before she would feel Natasha's breasts pressing even further onto her head. She would continue to struggle, twisting her body from side to side as she would continue to try to kick her legs, but it seemed like Natasha had a very firm grip on her.

Heather couldn't handle all the pain that she was being put through, she wanted out and as soon as possible. Biting her lip and letting out a frustrated groan, she would tap out to Natasha, frantically tapping on the mat even though it didn't count in the match she was hoping it would make the girl let her go.

Natasha knew that despite all of her big talk from earlier that Heather would no doubt still be affected by the proximity of her now half naked body, rubbing her ass into the womans back just to further impress upon Heather that she was on top now. Hearing the woman crying out for her to release her only drove Natasha to increase the pressure further, bending Heather as far back as she could to inflict as much damage upon that gut and lower back she had been targeting earlier, wanting nothing more than to hear the woman tap out from the pain. It would not get her the win, she knew that of course, but it would provide her satisfaction and go a little ways to proving just how good she was to Taylor and the others, including Heather.

"Not yet, not until you tap tap tap Heather." Natasha continued to taunt the purple haired beauty, giggling a bit louder with every passing second the hold was applied. She knew that Heather had to be in some serious pain, proving just how tough one had to be to call the ladder match their specialty, but with no hope of using the ropes to break the hold this time Natasha knew it was only a matter of time before she got her wish. Suddenly she heard the sweet sound of Heather tapping against the mat, the woman practically slapping the canvas as the pain became simply too much for her. While she didn't have to release it technically Natasha saw no fun in prolonging this little game. "Thats my girl, if this was any other match I'd be claiming you as my prize right now, but unfortunately I have to beat you another way." She said as she finally released the legs of Heather, patting the woman on her head before she pushed herself to her feet and stepped back from her.

She didn't have a whole lot of time as Natasha knew Heather would not stay down for long even after a hold like that, she had personally seen her come back after even the most brutal of moves. Leaving her to lay flat on the mat Natasha slipped out of the ring and grabbed one of the other ladders, sliding it into the ring so that now two of the dangerous weapons were inside the ropes. Moving quickly Natasha began to set the ladder up in the middle of the ring, hoping to start climbing it if Heather would just stay down long enough.

Natasha was more than right about her assumptions that Heather would be affected by their nearly fully naked bodies rubbing against eachother. She would feel the girl's ass start to rub against her back, causing her to blush deeply, groaning and yelling out from the pain of the hold as well. Natasha had her in quite the predicament and as much as Heather wanted to refuse, she couldn't stand the pain and embarrassment of the hold. She would hear her taunting and giggling, sending her even further into despair, causing her to finally tap to the girl, unable to take any more of the pain that Natasha was putting her through with the hold.

"Gh.." Heather couldn't even argue with Natasha's words as she released her like she did. The girl was right, if this wasn't a ladder match, Natasha would have beaten her right there. Luckily for her, Heather was still in the clear, though she wasn't sure how much she could go on. She needed to get Natasha back and deliver an equal amount as much pain to her for that hold. She was telling herself that in her mind, but as Natasha would pat her on the head, the possibility of her actually being able to do that wasn't looking all that good.

As the girl started to set up the ladder in the ring, Heather would let out a deep groan, realizing she wouldn't be able to take a rest as she would have liked. She was doing her best to push herself up, her body jolting in pain as she would crawl over to the ladder that Natasha had set up. With how she was crawling, Natasha would have time to climb a couple rungs on the ladder before Heather would get to it. When she did, Heather would simply push herself up to her knees, falling forward onto the ladder with her full weight, trying to knock the ladder, with Natasha on it, over.

It seemed her new finisher had done its job on Heather from the sound of her groaning there on the mat, the woman had yet to move further than a few inches since Natasha had released her from her submission hold, and those had just been rolling from side to side in pain. The blue haired woman would only spare her a single glance however before she returned her attention to the ladder in front of her, knowing she had to take the risk and start climbing, all the while hoping Heather stayed down this time. Natasha kept her eyes on the prize as she climbed up one rung at a time, feeling her confidence growing with every step she took towards the briefcase which held her win over Heather.

"Wh..what?!" Natasha would cry out as her world seemed to become slanted, looking down in a hurry to find Heather had managed to get to her feet sooner than she had expected. Silently cursing herself for letting her out of the submission hold so easily Natasha pushed off of the ladder, dropping back down onto the mat just before the ladder came crashing down to the mat. The crowd erupted back into a mix of cheers and boos as they were evenly split between the two woman now it seemed, though that wasn't unusual it did give Natasha a boost in confidence. "You couldn't just stay down a moment longer, I promise to treat you well after I win you know?" Natasha would say while tilting her head to the right, only giving Heather a moment to prepare before she quickly stepped in towards the purple haired woman looking to take advantage of her no doubt still weakened state with a quick kick aimed at her gut.

As Heather was able to make her way over to the ladder and knock it over, Heather was more than relieved that she was able to buy herself some time. She wished that she didn't have to have went through so much pain with that submission move that Natasha had put her into. She knew that now she had to work extra hard to get herself back into the match. She had to bring Natasha to the level of damage that she's taken herself and the quicker that she could do that and get the upperhand in the match the better.

As she was pushing herself back up onto her knees when she pushed the ladder over, she would watch as Natasha was able to drop to her feet before she could fall with the ladder, avoiding what could have been a great advantage from Heather. She would hear the crowd and their approval, and oddly it started to fuel her a bit. The crowd that she never cared about was actually helping her mentally get back into it quite a bit as Natasha would make her way back over to Heather. "Heh...well you should know just..how stubborn I am Natasha." Heather would let out, grinning and laughing a bit before Natasha would quickly step towards her. She would see the girl's kick heading to her gut, knowing that she had to react. She would attempt to reach out for her foot, trying to grab it and use her weakened state to just fall forward and pull at Natasha's leg, trying to take her down and get on top of her.

Glancing back over her shoulder Natasha was suddenly quite pleased that she hadn't gone down with the ladder, rubbing her neck softly as she would have likely hit the top rope with it if she hadn't jumped down. Sometimes it was best to just cut your losses while you could and that had certainly been one of those times. Looking back at Heather she noticed a change in her as the crowd began to grow loud cheering for them both, unfortunately for her it looked like she was drawing strength from them getting a bit of a second wind it seemed, trouble for her though it was definitely going to make things interesting.

"Stubborn doesn't even begin to describe you Heather, though when it comes to pleasure I seem to recall a utter lack of stubbornness on your part." Natasha replied as she walked towards her, crying out as she launched a snap kick at the woman's toned stomach. She had been aiming right below the ribs to inflict maximum damage, but instead of Heather doubling over Natasha found them both falling backward onto the mat. "Omph!" She let out as Heather crashed right down on top of her, driving some of the air from her lungs and doing no favors to the earlier damage to her back. Keeping her head in the match Natasha would wrap her legs around the waist of Heather and begin to squeeze, using her long and powerful legs to try and remind Heather how much the Waterfall had hurt her back.

"A-ah..sh-shut up Natasha!!" Heather would let out as the girl would pick fun at how susceptible she was to sexual moves and advances. She really didn't have much of a comeback for those words as they were mostly true. Heather really did need to build up her sexual tolerance and stamina as Natasha had alluded to earlier. Now though, she had to focus on what was going on now. She just needed to do what she could to keep Natasha down and get her there for good.

However, as Heather had brought Natasha down to the mat, she would suddenly feel the girl's legs wrap around her waist, causing her to let out a yell pain as she started to squeeze, doing some good damage to the area where she had been really affected by Natasha's finisher. Heather wasn't going to have it though. She didn't want to just let the girl get the upperhand like this. If Natasha wanted to try and take her down, Heather was going to give her everything she has back at her to stop her. She would reach out, trying to grab at Natasha's breasts, squeezing at them, but not too too hard.

One would think Heather would have been used to Natasha's constant teasing by now but it seemed the purple haired beauty would need a lot more training before she got over this silly embarrassment about sex and the like. Perhaps she needed to give the woman some more of that special one on one training that only she could provide, or maybe all Heather needed was a lot more sex in her life, something Natasha would be more than happy to provide her, all she had to do was ask. Even as these thoughts ran through her mind Natasha never took her mind off the match, focusing now as she applied ever increasing pressure with her legs.

Her eyes widened and a gasp left her lips as Natasha felt Heather going on the offensive once again, though this time she chose to indulge her own desires it seemed as Heather took a firm hold of her perfect pair. She could feel to great enjoyment Heather rubbing her nipples with her palms, the woman's fingers kneading the soft flesh of her large breasts though it seemed less like a move meant to inflict punishment and more like bedroom play to Natasha. "Drip drop, never will I stop lusting after you nor teasing you, you're too cute for me to just stop after all. I think..I, may be falling in love with you Heather!" Natasha said with her cheeks bright crimson seemingly from embarrassment, but while Natasha certainly liked Heather the confession of love was more to throw her off her game than anything. Natasha would reach up with her left hand to cup Heather's face, while her right hand slid down between their bodies and moved to roughly finger Heather with two fingers.

As Heather groped at Natasha's breasts, she was hoping as much as she could that the girl would be distracted by the groping and loosen the hold. Instead, it seemed that Natasha was enjoying that action by Heather quite a bit, causing her to click her tongue in frustration. She wasn't trying to pleasure Natasha anymore. She wanted to win the match and this was definitely sidetracking her. She would hear Natasha's words, the last thing she said causing her to freeze up, staring down at her with a completely reddened face. "Wh...what??" She would let out as the girl would cup her face, causing her to gulp a bit.

She would be thrown out of that trance though as she would suddenly feel Natasha's fingers enter in her sex, causing her to clench her teeth and eyes shut. "A-aahn...n-no way! Not again!" Heather would let out, shaking her head as she would reach down for Natasha's legs, trying to slide her hands in between them and her waist, trying her hardest to pry the girl's legs off her waist.

Natasha knew that she likely wasn't proving her critics, which at the moment consisted of really just Taylor her tea captain, wrong by continuing to use such dirty moves in the match, but if it was truly no holds barred then she saw no benefit in holding back some of her best moves. Especially given that her opponent was an expert in ladder matches, she needed every advantage she could give herself and if Heather was too exhausted, both physically and sexually, to climb the ladder then she had a much better chance of winning. Of course she had other options open to her and it seemed her little confession of love had done just what she had wanted it too, Heather freezing up in the cutest way to Natasha and if she didn't know any better Heather looked to be enjoying the moment more than she should have been. It didn't last for too long however as the moment her fingers violated the woman's sex she broke free of her trance and went back on the attack.

Gritting her teeth for a moment Natasha fought against the hands of Heather as the purple haired bombshell tried to break the hold by force, though as strong as Natasha was her legs weren't about to be overpowered by the girls hands anytime soon. Gripping even tighter to dissuade further attempts at escape Natasha let out a playful moan and said, "Whats this, you don't want to accept my love Heather? I thought we had grown so close in recent weeks." Continuing to tease the woman Natasha discovered she was enjoying it herself a little too much, feeling a bit bad to be using such language to help her win. Distracting herself from these feelings of guilt she forced out a smile and focused and skillfully fingering Heather ever faster, looking for another orgasm from the woman.