Lobo Vs. Terra Firth (Complete)

Lobo couldnt help but enjoy seeing his opponent wince as he held her by the hair, satisfied by giving Terra a well deserved taste of her own medicine. The Luchador was more than ready to deck Terra as he drew his fist back, ready to send his knuckles crashing into Terra, only to feel the worst pain a man could ever feel within the blink of an eye.

Lobo cried out harshly in pain as Terra sent her fist into his already sore family jewels, causing the luchador to release Terra and drop to his knees on the mat, hunching over as he held onto his acheing crotch. A single pained tear streaming from his eye as he winced in agony.

"There goes the family business..." Lobo thought to himself, his face getting red as he layed in throbbing pain along the canvas. "Ffff-Fuck Y-You... You aint Sorry..." Lobo groaned on the mat, falling forwarding, landing just in front of Terra, laying at the mercy of his sneering opponent after taking another merciless lowblow, which sent the luchador back into the state of a broken man on the ground with his nads kicked in.

Immediately after seeing the results of the lowblow the Ref-Girl stepped in and attempted to check on Lobo, wondering if he was even still alive after taking another shot to the groin. "Uhhhhh..... Wow? I think you killed him" The Ref-Girl would say, looking down at the luchador before turning to Terra, not really sure of what she should even do in this current situation.

Terra almost anted to yell 'Timber!' as Lobo crumpled to the mat before her. For a brief moment with him on her knees and him on his knees they were face to face, and Lobo ould get the full view of Terra's wide and evil smile. "You're right," she sneered. "I'm not."

She got to her feet in no kind of hurry, seeing as how Lobo as at her mercy already. "He ain't dead yet," Terra chuckled at the ref-girl, Reaching don she would grab another handful of his hair, and use it to haul him to his feet. "Watch. I'll make him squeal!" SHe would then duck down and tryto drape Lobo over her shoulders, trying to get him in a devastating torture rack.

Lobo scowled at Terra as he saw the evil grin upon her lips, knowing that Terra was enjoying every bit of his suffering.

"The Women here will be the end of me... They're all insane... The cuter they are... The more psychotic..." Lobo thought to himself, apprently having seeing his days in Sex Wars flash before his eyes, waking up once he felt a harsh tug on his scruffy hair causing him to wince in pain, only to growl in anger moments later, getting fed up with Terra's apparent need to make deliver punishment onto him.

"Enough With The Hair!!!" Lobo roared, looking up at Terra as she hauled the Luchador up onto his feet. However, as he pulled forth, raised his fist once again and fired it right between Terra's legs, attempting to nail her right in the cooch and return the favor for the lowblow she gave him. "Cunt Punch!!!" He screamed out, putting everything he had towards fighting back the pain and firing his own cheapshot, dispite still feeling quite sore down south, nevertheless, Lobo wasnt to let Terra have her with him without sharing a few scars.

Terra was feeling on top of the world. She was doing great in her debut match,, and soon she would have Lobo become a bloody mess by her hands.

Then it all came cradhing don the moment his fist ploed into her crotch. Terra's eyes nearly bulged out of her head from the sudden pain that hit her like a tn of bricks. She screamed in terrible pain that swept though her neather regions, immediately releasing Lobo's hair and stumbling back in pain, her hands now clutching her sex. She wasn't expecting her opponant to stoop to her level in such a way. "P-Piece of shit!` Terra screamed.

"And I hope you dont have no kids either!" Lobo yelled to Terra as he fell forth onto the mat after punching her, still feeling the acheing pain of that the 2nd lowblow that Terra gave him.

"Goddamit Girl..." Lobo mutterd weakly on the mat, knowing that this battle with Terra was gonna leave both wrestlers bloody, broken and just plain sore. He was hurting just as bad as Terra, if not worse. Still, he knew Terra wasnt going to back down and neither could he, pride was on the line in this fight.

Rising to one knee, Lobo would try to rest a bit, attempting to recover himself before he go back in the fight against Terra. If Terra didnt already rise and approach Lobo, he would crawl over Terra and slide himself against her back before attempting to slither his arm around her throat for a chokehold, hoping this move would wear down Terra but to also allow Lobo to regain his strength.

While Lobo rested so did Terra, and the fight as unofficially put on hold as both wrestlers tried to fight through the orst of the pain. Terra as trying to fight through it as fast as she could, because now she was pissed, and nothing would give her greater pleasure than beating Clyde black and blue to pay him back, even though he was just paying her back. Wearily, Terra ould try to make her ay to her feet, her back to Clyde, unaware what he had planned.

Suddenly a broad arm wrapped arounf her throat from behind, casuing Terra to gasp. "Hurk!" she gagged, already feeling the effects. It certainly took her mind off the pain in her sex if nothing else.

Gritting her teeth, Terra ould try to throw her head back and nail Lobo in the nose, hoping to get him to release her. If he did, Terra would then reach over her shoulder for his head, grab it, and then abruptly drop to the mat, slamming his face into her shoulder for a stunner, or what she called the Blood Bomber.

Lobo's arm would wrench tightly around Terra's neck as it slithered around her throat. The luchador would hope he could take it easy while applying the chokehold. Sadly he would up quite mistaken as he felt Terra's head slam into the bridge of his nose, earning some blood as he groaned in pain. "Aghhh!!" He cried out after feeling the harsh, numbing sting of that hit, only to suddenly get drilled as Terra got ahold of Lobo's head and drove his face down onto her shoulder.

The crowd would roar in Awe upon seeing the sicking results of Terra's brutal bomber that appeared to utterly destroy the luchador as his face was driven into the top part of Terra's shoulder, causing the rest of Lobo's body to release a disturbing twitch as he suddenly went stiff than limp in Terra's clutches. Leaving a trail of blood from his nose and from the corner of his eyes on Terra's shoulder which his head bobbed of, landing with a lifeless thud on the mat, laying spraweled out on the canvas next to Terra, with glazed over eyes that stared into the arena lights.

After nailing that brutally effective move Terra's confidence quickly returned, especially when she saw how out of it Lobo was. She snickered sadistically; now she could have some fun with him.

The first thing she did was get back to her feet, raising her fist to the crowd to garnish their cheers. It worked, and she was promptly bombarded with cheers. Grinning in approval, Terra would then reach down and grab Lobo's shirt, trying to pull it off his body and leave him shirtless. If she managed that she ould then attempt to roll him over then sit on his back. She would then sit on his back, drape his arms over thighs, and apply a painful camel clutch.

With a trail seeping from the corner of his mouth along with a small cut just below the corner of his left eye, It was plain to see Terra's attacks were taking quite the physical effect on the Luchador as he layed dazed and stunned on the mat, leaving here mere putty in Terra's hands as she removed his shirt and rolled him onto his bare stomach, letting flop onto the mat.

"Nyughhhh..." Lobo groaned weakly as his arms were tossed over Terra's thighs after straddling his back before his chin was suddenly pulled on by Terra's soft hands, wrenching his neck mercilessly. "Ahhh!!!" Lobo winced with one eye as Terra applied the painful camel clutch and wrenchedt he luchador's head up until he was looking directly up at Terra.

Lobo tried hard to escape, he'd kick and thrash himself around but his arms were useless by the way Terra had them draped across her thighs. The only thing it seemed Lobo could do was take the camel clutch and the agony along with it, which was wearing down the young wrestler as the seconds went on.

"My, my," Terra cooed almost soothingly as Lobo attempted to escape the torture of her submission hold. It would be a useless efforty on his part. ith his arms trapped there was no way out. "You're such a cutey hen you try to get away!" Terra giggled, looking down at Lobo's face with a cat-like grin.

Suddenly Tera would remove one of her hands from Lobo's chin, using only one to wrench back on it now. Hr free hand would slide its way down Lobo's bare exposed chest, humming in approval. "What nice muscles you have," Terra whispered, licking her lips hungrily. Her hand would then stiffen, and would then rake her nails up Lobo's chest in sharp, painful motion.