Yalina Saleh vs. La Avispa Negra II "The Black Wasp"

With Avispa seemingly trapped and Yalina controlling her leg and foot, Yalina decided to try to go for an even greater advantage, and began attempting to untie the laces of Avispa’s boot. She figured she might as well try and level the playing field, and force Avispa to wrestle in stocking feet, as Yalina herself was. For the moment, with Yalina grinding her right knee into Avispa’s thigh, Yalina’s right foot was safely tucked underneath her, but her left foot, which Yalina had placed on the other side of Avispa’s leg so as to maintain her balance, was perhaps more vulnerable, being within reach of Avispa’s hands, and being protected by only a thin layer of sheer nylon.

"Gaahhh," she'd cry out as Yalina ground here knee right into her thigh, with her leg hyper extended out in a rather embarrassing way. She could feel something rather odd, with her opponent taking off her boot. She wasn't sure why though, but terrible thoughts came to mind as her imagination got the best of her.

She had to escape, wrestling on the floor wouldn't make her last. Noticing a weak point, she grabbed her bare nylon leg, then beat on it with slaps and fist.

Yalina was so focused on Avispa’s leg, and pulling off Avispa’s boot, that she had not been paying attention to what Avispa’s hands were doing.  This turned out to be a major mistake on Yalina’s part, as Avispa grabbed Yalina’s nylon leg in her hands, so that Yalina couldn’t pull it back, and Avispa then proceeded to viciously attack Yalina’s vulnerable nylon leg and foot.  Avispa was desperate to escape Yalina’s leg hold, and her desperation lent even more strength to her blows.  The blows to Yalina’s sensitive and vulnerable nylon foot were especially painful.  

“Ouch!” yelped Yalina in pain, “Ow-aah-ouch!”

Yalina desperately wanted to pull her foot back, and escape the torture, but Avispa had wisely trapped her leg first, and was well out of reach of Yalina’s own hands, forcing Yalina to take the pain Avispa was dishing out.  

“Let go!” begged Yalina desperately, “Stop that! Ouch! Let go of my leg!”

Yalina’s own attempts to escape mostly just resulted in her moving her right leg as well, relieving the pressure on Avispa’s thigh.  Yalina was still holding onto Avispa’s ankle and boot, although the intense pain Avispa was inflicting on her leg and foot made Yalina instinctively want to just let go of Avispa and pound the mat in pain.  But Yalina had almost succeeded in pulling off Avispa's boot, and letting go of Avispa would give up any small advantage Yalina had left.  So Yalina would instead continue bravely subjecting herself to whatever further torture Avispa would dish out to her foot, while still giving one last desperate tug to Avispa’s boot in an attempt to remove it.  It appeared that Avispa would need to increase the torture if she wanted any chance of forcing Yalina to give up on removing Avispa’s boot.

While Avispa still beat on Yalina, using her superior strength, she still couldn't stop the middle eastern woman from taking off her boot, revealing the silky black stockings underneath. She still didn't understand why of course, but it still annoyed her, not to mention the pain from Yalina's knee still grinding into her know beat red thigh.

"Why don't you let go?!" she retorted, still trying to desperately escape. The crowd seemed pleased, cheering their favored wrestlers in that subdued japanese way she had grown to both hate and enjoy.

Yalina was still in pain, but triumphant as she tossed Avispa’s boot across the ring, hitting the ref right in the face!  

“Ow!  My eye!  You idiot!” said the poor ref, falling to her knees with her hand on her eye, and completely ignoring Yalina and Avispa.

Yalina had not yet noticed that the ref was distracted, but definitely did notice Avispa’s pretty foot and toes in her sheer black nylon stocking.  Two can play this game, thought Yalina, as she would grasp Avispa’s stockinged foot, digging her nails into the soft nylon, while using her other hand to viciously twist Avispa’s toes through her nylons.  If successful, Yalina would say:

“You want to hurt my stockinged foot, Avispa?  How do you like it? Does this hurt your toes?”

Avispa cried out feeling her toe be viciously twisted by her opponent, wriggling in the grapple now as all her focus went on the terrible pain now inflicted. How was she able to do such a thing, crippling her so terribly. She had to do something but every opportunity seemed like another opening for Yalina. She was still unsure how such an opponent could get the best of her.

The ref was out cold now, having rolled on the mat before passing out. Now all bets were off.

Yalina sighed in relief as Avispa let go of her foot.  She quickly pulled her foot back, out of reach of Avispa’s hands.  Now that Yalina had the advantage, Yalina knew she should focus on pressing her attack on Avispa’s vulnerable stocking foot, and besides, Yalina wanted to pay Avispa back tenfold for Avispa’s earlier attack on Yalina’s foot, which still hurt.  With Yalina’s own feet now hopefully safely tucked underneath her, out of reach of Avispa’s hands, Yalina was now free to focus all her attention on torturing Avispa’s vulnerable stocking foot in an effort to force a submission from Avispa.  Yalina would use her right hand to cruelly dig her sharp nails into Avispa’s silky-soft nylon sole, while using her left hand to twist Avispa’s toes.  If successful, Yalina would taunt Avispa, trying to force a submission:

“Awww, ow? Does it hurt when I dig my sharp nails into your stocking foot, like this?  Or maybe when I twist your toes, like this?  Come on, little wasp, you know you want to tap out!  Submit!”

Of course, with all her effort focused on getting Avispa to submit, what Yalina had failed to notice was that the ref was out cold, so a submission at this point would be largely useless, as there was currently no official on hand to call the match.

And tap out she did, again and again, but nothing occurred, and the bell never rung. Even though whatever pain was going through Avispa, there would be no victory for Yalina when the referee was out cold. This continues for a bit until Avispa, after finally having taken enough found the nerve suddenly snap inside her all of a sudden, as if triggered in pain. It was time to turn things around.

Using her untapped strength, suddenly Avispa uses her free hand to punch and punch Yalina in the stomach, each impact going harder and harder, "AAAAaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!" she cried out, in pain and anger.

Yalina had Avispa dead to rights, cruelly torturing Avispa’s foot in her sexy, silky black stockings, as Avispa tapped and tapped. For some reason, though, no one was ringing the bell to acknowledge Avispa’s submission and award Yalina the match. Confused, Yalina finally noticed that the ref was out cold. Annoyed, and thinking Avispa utterly beaten, she let off slightly on Avispa’s foot for a moment, hoping to try and wake the ref up, but she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach, as Avispa punched Yalina hard.

“Ow!” Yalina cried out sharply in surprise. “Where did that come from?” she thought. Avispa kept hitting her, harder each time, eliciting further gasps of pain from Yalina, and knocking the breath out of her. Gasping in pain, Yalina attempted to scramble back away from Avispa, toward her own corner, where she hoped she’d get a moment to catch her breath.

Wriggling around and hitting her again and again, trying to get her off of her. It was a relief that she finally managed to get the middle eastern woman off of her. Avispa stood up, smirking with an evil grin. Taking her only other boot off she throws it at her, missing before charging her into a clothesline.