Taylor Parker vs. Silver Ace (Complete)

"Rrrrrrrrrgh!" Taylor snarled. She drew a deep breath when her neck was free and tried to pull away, but was caught again by the arm.

"Aaaaaggh, you suck!" She shouted and winced in pain and turned her head away. She flailed her leg uselessly, unable to get enough momentum to right herself again. She had Cassie to thank for her ability to stay calm and think while parts of her were being bent, strangled, and ripped off. Every breath came with great effort with Ace's legs still squeezing her midsection. Those legs had to get tired eventually, but in the meantime her arm wasn't getting any better.

She clenched her free hand into a fist and wriggled enough that she had room to throw it, but the short, awkward punch she landed on Ace's cheek was barely more than a love tap. She reconsidered, and then pulled her fist back for a much stronger shot, and drove it into Ace's considerable breast.

"EAH!"


Ace cried out as fist met clothe covered flesh, and fist won out. Ace wasn't used to having her breasts attacked in a match, and the blow made her grab at her breast on instinct, freeing Taylor's arm. Her legs stayed tight.

The breast punch made Ace flash back to Avalanche, where after her loss, Lukretia planted her boot into Ace's breast, humiliating her after a bad loss. Growling at the memory, Ace used her higher position, lifting her arm and bringing her elbow down onto the back of Taylor's head.

"Bitch!!"

"Ugh!"

Ace's elbow slammed into Taylor's skull and bounced her head off the mat, and just like that she was seeing stars again. She covered her head with her arms and bit her bottom lip while she flopped her ankle against the mat and writhed in pain. Struggling to breathe while having her head kicked in was really wearing on her, both physically and on her patience, not to mention she was starting to look bad, and that just wasn't cool.

Well, she probably started looking bad when she ate Ace's foot.

"Shit..." She shook her head. She had her arms free. Ace's thighs were still crushing her ribs. Her legs weren't pinned down under her opponent. Taylor gave a sudden burst of effort and shoved against the mat to roll Ace onto her back again. She got her feet under her and stood up, bent at the waist with Ace still attached. She hooked an arm around one of Ace's legs, and then forcefully threw her leg over the girl's body, turning around and forcing Ace onto her stomach. With the leg still tucked under her arm, Ace had the option of making her new position worse for herself by continuing to squeeze, or letting go and finding herself in a single leg crab.

Either way, fuck you, "Ace".

"Noooo....No no nooo....NononononononoFUUCK!!!"

Ace cried, finally turned over by Taylor, the silver haired rookie releasing her grip on Taylor's stomach, having to settle for the pain of the single leg crab, rather then risk getting bent in half completely.

Ace pounded the mat with her fist, now stuck in the middle of the ring, her free leg kicking on the mat as Taylor bent her flexible leg. Biting her lip, Ace pressed her hands against the mat, trying to pull herself/crawl towards the ropes.

Taylor kept one arm wrapped around Ace's leg, and with the other hand she grabbed her knee to add pressure to the hip-killing hold. She held on tight, and leaned way back, at first using her body weight to do most of the work while she got in some much needed deep breaths. Her head ached both from the pounding Ace had given it and from a lack of air.

"Sucks, doesn't it?" She asked over her shoulder. "Rookie mistake. You can't buy experience, Sugarlips."

Then the silver haired rookie under her began moving, slowly, toward the ropes. "Ohhh, no ya don't!" Taylor stomped one boot down on the back of Ace's head and leaned on it, keeping it pinned to the mat. Then she drew a breath and poured on the pressure, her whole body straining to bend Ace's leg back and brutally contort the poor girl. She threw her head back just for the added leverage, and the noise from the crowd rose to a dull roar.

That stomp stopped Ace instantly, the girl groaning as she lay dazed on the mat.


Then Taylor began really putting on the pressure, Ace's skirt flipping down to reveal her spandex butt again, the now wide eyed girl screaming in pain.


"AAAHHH!!!"

"AahhhhI quit? Is that what you're trying to say?" Taylor taunted, while she bent Ace's leg back at a steep angle. The girl's hips were lifted off the mat and legs splayed apart while her back was forced into an unkind arch. "It's okay, you don't have to say anything. You can just tap."

She probably wasn't going to make the silver chick quit with just that hold, though, at least not without beating her up a lot more. So to make the experience even more painful, she closed her free hand into a fist and began to slam her knuckles into the side of Ace's knee. She was looking for the sweet spot, and she drove every hook home looking for it.

Ace gritted her teeth, her groans coming between loud yelps of pain as her knee was pounded, one hand scrabbling at Taylor's boot as it ground against her head.


"Gmm....N...Not quitting! AH!"

Ace yelped again, louder this time, as Taylor's fist struck just under the side of her knee, that area having been badly bruised in her match against Iron Maiden.

Things were going so well with destroying Ace's leg, that Taylor decided to keep going. She let up on her boston crab and took her foot off of Ace's head, and put it instead on the back of her knee. Still holding onto Ace's ankle, she lifted the leg way up high, and then stomped it back down, driving Ace's bruised knee forcefully into the mat.

She turned to face Junko and strolled a few steps away from her opponent. "Hey mom, this chick seems like she could use a few pointers. You wanna help her out?"

"W..wai-No! Don'TAHHHH!!"


Ace protested, then screamed as her poor, suffering knee was driven down to the mat, Ace rolling on the mat clutching at her knee in agony, the light bruise that was there before already starting to darken from the impact.

Ace gripped it tightly, gritting her teeth against the pain as she tried to sooth her knee, kicking the mat with her free leg.

"Damnit!"