Ladder Match(Natasha vs. Anja)

Anja did not realize what happened in the ring while she trying to kind of return to the match where Natasha pushed the buttons of success at the moment. But as long as she did not have her hands on the briefcase and was waving it in the face of the German, nothing of real consequence had happened up to this point.

She was already on her way up, Anja saw the ladder taking a slide in her direction!
"Hm!?"
Ducking for cover as good as possible from the flying ladder, Anja rolled to the barricades to avoid getting hit by so she just would lie under the ladder with a frame as small as possible.

Natasha was both a little relived and disappointed at seeing the ladder pass over the woman's head and crash into the barricade with Anja having never been touched, she knew making use of the ladder would be the key to success in this match yet even so she was hesitant in actually using it as a weapon against someone she considered a friend. "Then again she won't do me any favors." Natasha said underneath her breath so that only she would hear, glancing over to where Anja laid before she hurriedly slid out of the ring on the side furthest from the blond woman, Natasha going for one of the other ladders which surrounded the ring hoping to slide it and herself back into the ring.

*Close*
Anja was kind of relieved when she had not met the ladder head first, although she was now lying under said ladder and kind of had a little problem with it while trying to shove it out of the way. Luckily Natasha was busy with the retrieval of another ladder so that she finally managed the feat and could crawl back to the ring.

*This won't go on much longer!*
Anja had been on the receiving end of punishment for some minutes and didn't really like that, so she would mobilize some strength to rapidly gain speed and pull herself up for a springboard shoulder block from the third rope after Natasha and her ladder had entered the ring, thrusting on her good in ring skills for timing.

Natasha had managed to keep Anja down this long so she believed she had enough time to got out and retrieve another ladder before the blond woman could get back into the ring, moving quickly to fold up one of the larger ladders at ring side before sliding it and herself into the ring. She had lost sight of Anja during that time and was afraid she might have already climbed into the ring, but she hadn't once thought she might already be waiting for her the moment she stepped back into the ring.

Her body turned to face Anja the moment her eyes caught sight of her taking to the air, too late to do anything but bring her hands up to block some of the force of the shoulder tackle. It wasn't much help and did nothing to stop her from being thrown down onto her back hard, the ring shaking from the impact while Natasha groaned from the sudden pain in her chest.

With the shoulder block connecting, Anja was back in the game although she was quite glad that her timing had been dead set.

"You know, with you lay there writhing in pain on your stunning back and Heather not being your girlfriend...I'd take you here and now."
Her own body was aching and air was spare, but Anja know that the French loved to talk smack as much as she did.
"Or play with the both of you doves if you invite me. But believe it or not...I am a pretty old fashioned girl and respect relationships..."
She said while forcing her body to do a headstand and let herself fall on Natasha with a leg drop to the chest area.

Fortune favored the bold they said and Anja had certainly met that requirement with her unexpected flight through the air which had ended with a landing that had sent Natasha crashing down onto her back, the french woman clutching at her chest feeling as if she had just been hit by a car rather than a flying blond woman. "Maybe thats why shes called the Raven." Natasha thought to herself while she groaned out with pain, her breathing swallow as each breath felt as if her lungs were being filled with fire. Even in the pain she was Natasha could hear everything Anja was saying, just a little bit surprised to hear that Anja wouldn't make a move on her even in the state she was because of who she was dating, the french woman being reminded that Anja and Heather had a friendship she knew little about.

"Knowing Heather, she would be more turned on by you taking me than mad at you." Natasha said with a faint laugh just before Anja dropped her leg down upon her chest, the french woman's tits taking the brunt of the blow, flattening beneath the weight of the blond's leg. Natasha grimaced from the pain as it only added to the damage done to her body a moment earlier. Even so she would begin to resist Anja, her hands reaching up to grab onto the woman's leg and pushing it off of her chest.

"Oh, really?!"
After her opponent had uttered that sentence, Anja was intrigued and shifted back into a position where she would attempt to lie on Natasha and pin her down with just a docking breast to breast contact and a really, really tame headlock.

Anja did not want to betray the fans for her hard earned money and so had to push a theatre move like that in what could also have been a hentai submission in another match, but her intriguing thoughts easily won over the desire to climb a ladder.
"I don't want you to get into any trouble with Heather, but I'd really enjoy to *wrestle* with you two girls in one of your fancy playhouses, free rules of course. Heather could probably use some practice where she is not face-sat from the get go anyway."

Natasha's reply had certainly piqued the interested of the blond beauty just now, Anja taking a break from her attack as she laid herself down on top of the french woman for a little chat. She wasn't about to complain either, even if the woman's weight was making it difficult to breathe, after all this pause was giving her time to recover after those two powerful hits from the blond, and she didn't mind having their breasts mashed together like this either.

"Yea really." She had thought for a second Anja would go right into a hentai hold after what Natasha had told her, but the woman had something else on her mind as she asked if she could join Natasha and Heather one night. "Heather gets quite a lot of practice from me don't worry. And I will certainly ask Heather what she thinks but I doubt she would say no to you Anja."

"That sounds sweet! A night full of fun for everyone. Just call me and I'll be there."
Anja was smiling brightly at the thought of that happening. She did not know what Natasha as one of the famous Loclear dynasty had to offer as far as exotic places, but it was surely a great place!

As much as she was buzzing about the thought, they still had kind of a match to do, so she let out short sigh before attempting to draw her headlock close around the neck of her opponent and bash her head once on the mat while protecting the neck with the same move before letting go of her and look for a ladder she could use.

Amidst all the pain she was in right then Natasha couldn't help but smile with joy as the plan was made for Anja to come over to her and Heather's home sometime, the blond woman had been quite creative with her sexual holds in their last match and now she was looking forward to what the woman could do outside of the ring.

"Sure thing, shouldn't be very long." Natasha replied before noticing her opponent sighing, understanding what that meant before she even felt the headlock tighten around her neck cutting off her air. Her hands shot up to tug upon Anja's arm but one head bash against the mat later and she was out of it again. While Anja left to go find a ladder Natasha rolled herself over to the far ropes, using them to hoist her back up onto her feet.