SS '13: Volcanic Ash Smother Match: Angel Vs. Rachel Tracer

Angel's grin only twisted wider, as she felt Rachel finally pass out. As much as she hated this match, she always enjoyed the moment when she put her opponent's out and asserted her victory.

Slowly she started to sit up upon the girl's body, raising her arms to cover her bare chest, as the ref came over, lifting up one of Rachel's arms to check and ensure that she was unconscious.

The redhead lay prone on the ground, out cold from the tit smother. As she dozed on the ground the cool breeze caused her bare nipples to harden, making her look all the more like a perfect prize for the winner. It had never occurred to her Rachel before the match what would happen if she lost...but now it wasn't up to her.

(You wanna put the winner line or should I?)

(Doesn't matter.)

Angel just smirked, as the ref dropped the girl's hand, her arm hitting the mat with a thud. She signalled to the official, and the bell was rang, Angel being declared the winner. She started to stand, adjusting her bikini top back into place in the process. She wasn't entirely proud of this win, but a victory was a victory.

Standing over Rachel's unconscious body for a moment, Angel looked down at her, just giving her a cruel, mean look. Then, the Latina turned away, silently going to slip out of the ring. She took her sunglasses back from the official as she did so, slipping them onto her face as she started to head back to the backstage, out of sight of the crowd. She wasn't even listening to see what their reaction to the match was, as she vanished from sight, a single thought running through her mind.

If Lukretia was trying to screw her over, she'd have to try harder than this!

Rachel dozed as the crowd cheered. Her body, shining in the light, would lay there until the ref picked her up and paraded her limply from the ring.

Sometime the next day, she woke up in her bed; half naked, dizzy, and sore. On top of that, the ref stole what was left of her milk.....

WINNER: Angel