Aniek vs Anja.

Anja was really glad that one of her slaps had connected. A swinging move, maybe a big swing or even a swinging slam, had been ripe for the release. A seasoned veteran like the Blonde had seen and feared the possible moves that could have come from a preparation like this, so she gladly took the halfway done movement and landed on her front, although her flying curve was rather low instead of as high as a plastic cup that had been thrown out of the window of a car.

"Uuf!"
She landed with a rather loud thud, Aniek was of the kind of girls that could land devastating moves and blows even when they missed, and now it was not the time to lay around. rolling back on her own back, she would attempt to jump on her feet again in a single motion, a ferocious grin on the face.
"Come on!"

"Careful what you wish for!" She shouted, running back to bounce against the ropes. This girl was slippery and creative but in her experience those types didn't fare too well when it came to head on assaults. Her fist was lowered as if ready for a great uppercut but she had something else entirely on mind. When she was may four or so feet from Anja, she didn't swing her fist.

Instead, she leaped off the ground, her back going parallel to the mat. Her knees bent in and kicked out in a mighty drop-kick that if it connected might send her opponent toppling off her own feet!

It became pretty clear over the course of the match that Aniek had a great deal of endurance and the will to continue even when she was down, something that Anja admired in both a wrestler and a person in general. Seeing that her opponent intended to seek a fist fight again, Anja was indeed in for a nasty surprise when Aniek pulled out a drop kick from basically out of nowhere, something she really had not expected from someone so versed on grappling and tackling!

"UHGH!"
Shocked and also dazed, she fell back on the mat like if struck by lightning.

Half a second after her feetmet Anja's body, Aniek thudded against the mat. She shoved herself up to a sitting position and upon viewing that stunned, gorgeous form decided to make sure it stayed down. Moving over the tough youth, she flipped her over onto her front before hopping up, aiming to smash her knee into the back of her midsection. She'd keep her arms raised in the case there were any tricks waiting to be unleashed and would use this simple move to further immobilize her with agony and her weight.

Although of a very good regeneration type and also used to the hardship of a match that suddenly turned around in her hands, Anja could still not do much but roll around like a turtle on the back for the time being when she was turned around on the front beside a small groan.

Things turned quickly from bad to worse when Aniek jumped into her back, causing her upper body to shoot up with wide open eyes.
"GAH!"
A blood curling scream escaped her lips before her head sunk back on the mat, her teeth biting on her lips not to whimper while her face was a mask of pain.

Aniek's tortures weren't going to stop at the knee strike. Pushing her knee in just a bit further, she suddenly grabbed her by the arm and flipped her onto her back again. Sitting onto her right arm, Aniek slid back and flopped onto her upper torso, crushing her breasts under her toned belly. This was a set-up for a cross body pin, squeezing one arm between her legs and grabbing the other and twisting it in a chicken wing armlock. She'd press down with her stomach, lightly rubbing on her tits and letting her know that she was in control.

After getting treated so roughly, Anja could not resist the big girl who put herb into a cross body hold.
"Agh...Ou..."
She murmured after the rough treatment, unable to resist and basically allowing Aniek to even modify her hold before she would faintly start to resist again by moving her lower body from left to right, intending to make her opponent work for any ground and also balance she would attempt to make against the trapped Blonde.

Still she could not deny that Aniek was in control at the moment right now, which was an additional thrill that could sometimes be seen on her lips with a short gasp when the stomach of her opponent pressed domineeringly against her tits.

"They're a riot down there." She joked, commenting on how Anja's breasts seemed to wiggle and jiggle against her toned belly. It was a little ticklish but it enticed her to rub left and right, occasionally humping down when she felt those puppies needed to calm down a bit. It made her feel a little mean for laughing even if it wasn't really at Anja's discomfort. Giving her locked-up arm one last pump, Aniek rolled off of Anja. She would attempt to heft her up from behind into a position ready for a throw.

"Ahn...that´s my unruly side..."
The Blonde managed to say in a mixture of effort, frustration and arousal while her body was crushed under the pendant of Aniek. Her resistance got stiffer and more serious by the second, but it would surely be very hard to escape a cross body pin. Luckily, Aniek seemed to be occupied with her hold so that her fatigue and arousal were still manageable.

Strange enough, soon she was lifted to her feet while Aniek seemed to plan another move. That was her chance! Anja would try to show that she had a vast skill repertoire at her disposal in a wrestling ring, so she would attempt to put her better arm around the neck of her opponent, swing and try to flip and roll over the back of Aniek so that they would change positions and she could bend her over for a backbreaker.

Having finished both flattening her upper body and chickenwing armlocking her, she was going to go for a suplex when the next thing she knew, Anja had wrapped an arm around the back of her neck and kicked up, rolling over her until their positions were reversed. Caught completely off guard, she grunted as her neck was pressed down and her back was now under siege, caught in a backbreaker.

"That was impressive, didn't take you for a high flyer!" She coughed out. Anja seemed shy about facing her head on but she was bending her in half here! Her legs felt tingling and still, kicking about erratically. Rather than trying to muscle through however, she would attempt to jab her elbow into Anja's side and disbalance her!