Re: Natasha Han vs. Radmilla Horacek ~Heavy Accents Are A Go!~

by Alexandra Sun Sep 14, 2014 8:31 pm

Natasha groaned, as she ran straight into Radmilla, the redheaded giant stumbling back but pulling the Russian along with her. Within seconds, she was trapped in the titan's arms again, crying out as she felt them began to clamp around her, squeezing her tight against the Czech's body.

She cried out louder, feeling every inch of her body being squeezed, being crushed against the larger, more powerful form of Radmilla's. She tried to tilt her head back, trying to keep the redhead's breasts out of her face, as she struggled against her, trying to withstand the crushing, dominating strength of the giant.

When she heard Radmilla's words though, when the redhead leaning forward against her, touching heads with her, the Russian let out a growl. She still refused to give in! She still refused to quit! She would keep fighting back until she couldn't find the energy to do so anymore!

With a loud, angry cry, she suddenly jerked her head back, then slung it forwards, trying to plant a hard, sudden headbutt right into the center of Radmilla's face!

by LunarOcean Sun Sep 14, 2014 10:01 pm

"You fit like a piece of a puzzle." She spoke with not the slightest bit of tension or exertion. She was a very experienced wrestler but she found a simple beauty in raw power. The simple contrast between a domating body and one giving in was something she saw as high art. Seeing her plaything lean back her head, she loosened her grip just enough to ensure both arms were under her armpits and squeezed. "I'll have to pay attention to these two beauties more."

Natasha's breasts would be squished into Radmilla's, forced to flatten and pancake as she rubbed her own left and right, loving how the smaller woman's would mold to her pair. Sensual as it was, it had also distracted her. When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a blonde head flying at her face. There was a crack as Natasha's hit was successful and the bigger woman teetered backwards, still hugging her but her grip weakened. Letting go, she stumbled towards the ropes, nearly disbalanced before digging in her heels.

There was a nasty red spot on the upper bridge of her nose and her head felt like a truck had ran into it. Natasha was definitely pissed at her. Shaking her head and preparing to fight again, she looked for her prey. She was going to have to hit her back just as hard, if not moreso.

by Alexandra Sat Oct 11, 2014 3:23 am

Alexandra wrote:When Radmilla let her go, Natasha dropped to her hands and her knees, her head hung low, the Russian panting softly. Her head was killing her now, the headbutt acting as a double-edged sword, but it was worked, and she had managed to escape the crushing might of the Czech titan.

She remained there for a moment, then it suddenly hit her that she was still in a fight, and that Radmilla wasn't likely to be stopped for long. She hurried to scramble back up to her feet, narrowing her gaze at the redhead as she rose back up into a standing position. She honestly didn't know what to do to stop the larger, stronger woman, but it didn't matter anymore. Natasha knew that she would most certainly lose this match, but she was going to go down fighting, she was going to go down throwing everything she had at Radmilla.

With yet another desperate roar, the Russian threw herself towards Radmilla again. This time, as she charged in towards her, she started to swing her arm up towards her, wanting to capitalize on her headbutt. She began to throw a series of reckless forearm strikes towards her, trying to club her arm up at the woman's head, over and over again.

LunarOcean wrote:The head was one of the most vulnerable parts of the body even for a strong woman like Radmilla and Natasha took full advantage. In the space of time one wrestler might have launched ten blows, the Russian had done at least three times that number. It was not a careful coordinated barrage of a boxer but the wild, furious strikes of a cornered but defiant wrestler. Natasha looked puny and insignificant compared to her but the sheer desperate fury of her blows rattled her whole torso! Already ringing from the headache, her head felt like it was exploding with every blow and her arms weren't feeling any better. The crowd roared wildly as the Russian beauty suddenly was back on the offensive!

However, Natasha was right when she believed she had a low chance of victory. Biting through the pain, Radmilla suddenly surged forth for a short-range palm-strike to the shoulder, hoping to shove her back or knock her off balance and onto her back. If that was successful, she'd attempt to send a mighty kick to the side of her legs and make her fall onto her back.

by Alexandra Sun Oct 19, 2014 10:40 pm

Again and again and again, Natasha struck at Radmilla, trying to do as much damage as she possibly could. She might not have stood a chance of winning, but she certainly wasn't going to make it easy on the titan.

But then, up came Radmilla's palm strike, smashing into Natasha's shoulder, forcing her backwards several steps, a pained roar escaping her lips at the feeling of the redhead's giant palm crashing into her. Then, Radmilla's kick smashing into her knee, the Russian collapsing to the mat with another yell. She curled up onto her side, clutching her leg in pain, knowing that the end was near, and there wasn't anything she could do about it.

by LunarOcean Mon Oct 20, 2014 4:54 pm

Radmilla didn't let her writhe for long. Yanking her back to her feet, she grabbe both of her wrists and pulled them out to the side, forcing her into a faceful of Radmilla's impressive mounds. Down below, her legs snaked around with surprising dexterity, heels behind those of Natasha. In a literal splits, she forced both their legs 180 degrees apart and then bearhugged the blonde, trapping her arms behind her back. Straightening up her tummy, it grinded and pressed into Natasha's while her back was forced to arch, sending her breast right up into Radmilla's. This was her "flexibility test" special, causing abs, breasts, and thighs to be in constant contact while her lgs were being stretched to their limit and Radmilla proudly flexed, letting all know she was the queen of the ring tonight!

by Alexandra Tue Oct 21, 2014 7:39 am

Natasha was helpless, powerless against the mighty Radmilla as she was pulled back up to her feet. She couldn't stop the giantess from pulling her in close, shoving the Russian's head right into her chest, spreading her arms out wide. Even worse was when she forced each of them into a split, the Russian's body jerking as her legs were spread out into a way they were never meant to be spread. She moaned right into Radmilla's chest, having no strength to resist as the Czech titan pulling her into the bearhug, pulling her in closer and closer. Her back arched forward, in a dangerous, unforgiving sort of her, her entire body pressing, rubbing against Radmilla's own.

This was it. She was done, and she knew it. It only took a few quick moments of this tortuous hold, before Natasha tilted her head back, screaming in pain, screaming at the top of her lungs.

"Aaa-AAAAH! I GIVE UP! I SUBMIT!!"

by LunarOcean Tue Oct 21, 2014 6:13 pm

The agony lasted for a few more seconds before Radmilla's body seemed to go soft, the warmth now burning as she let go, letting the stretched and crushed woman gather herself even in defeat. The crowd was speechless; she wasn't an ordinary brutish heavy. This woman had both raw strength and unnerving discipline. The crowd was cheering, wondering if they'd found a new rising star and a new lovable heel. Radmilla as expected raised both her arms, not needing a now somewhat taken aback referee to do so for her. Her muscles rippled arrogantly, red hair messy but adding to the image of a mighty warrior.

Turning towards Natasha though, she leaned and held her by the wrist. Pulling her up, she raised her up with a grunt of effort. She might've devastated her but she respected her as an opponent. The crowd cheered at this - it wasn't unheard of but they weren't expecting such a cruel wrestler to do so.

Neither were they expecting her to suddenly embrace the blonde. There were a few cat-calls as Natasha's limp body was warmly rubbed and pressed against a terrain of sultry friction, massive breasts massaging her own while a toned tummy smoothed down the Russian's. The biggr woman rubbed her face affectionately against her, not crushing her but momentarily enveloping her in a soft warmth before she released her.

"That is our way of saying thank you~" She spoke in clear Russian, winking towards her before she made her way out of the ring.

by Alexandra Tue Oct 21, 2014 7:20 pm

As soon as Radmilla released Natasha, the Russian dropped to the mat, lying there nearly motionless. The only sign that she was even still alive was the slow rising and falling of her chest as she struggled to breath. She was hurting. She had never hurt like this before. Her entire body was aching, in pain, and she was seriously wondering if she would ever be able to recover.

She was just as confused as the rest of the crowd, when Radmilla leaned down, taking her arm to help her back up to her feet. For a brief moment, she wondered if her torture was to continue, when Radmilla suddenly began to rub against her, their bodies pressing together, bare skin rubbing and sliding against bare skin as Radmilla pulled Natasha in close. The Russian couldn't do a thing but to moan, her eyes rolling back into her head as she felt the bigger, dominant woman grinding against then.

Then, when Radmilla finally released her, and made her exit from the ring, Natasha collapsed, falling into a heap upon the mat. It was going to take some time for her to recover from this, and for the moment, she just didn't have the energy to help herself out yet.

by LunarOcean Wed Oct 22, 2014 6:40 pm

Radmila wins via submission

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