Aniek vs Anja.

Anja had stood up, looking like she was ready to begin the fight again, although sweat drops on her neck and in her face betrayed her displayed exterior.

"Oh, come on. Do you really think that you can just waltz in here like that and lecture me about being on top or not is being in control or not? I don`t know where you are from, but this is the big league, and I am here a little bit longer than you... "
She answered before her opponent came in swinging, trying to weave out of the way of the punch to the head and taking in the punch against the rib cage, choosing lose of air over a probably disorienting head to the blow while attempting to strike back against Aniek with a hook directly nailed under the breast.

Aniek's short moment of satisfaction was interrupted by one of explosive pain and electric sensation as her breast took a nasty uppercut! It wasn't phsically very damaging but her breasts, so deeply aoused, made her feel like there was a storm inside her own body. She cringed and jerked her torso forward, but her teeth were gritted. She wasn't going to let this one blow be her end!

While this positoning was risky and disadvantageous, it did also present her a few opportunities.

Rather than rising again, she bent her knees and weaved forward diagonally. One hand clasping the other for leverage and support, she shot her elbow forward like a ram, aimed at the bottom of her sternum, a particularly nast place to take a shot! Immediately afterwards, she'd attempt to swing open her arms and wrap one over one side of Anja's armpit and the other over her shoulder, and swing her around, attempting to land her in a corner!

(Is Aniek charging with Anja into this corner? I write it this way, please PM me if not. ^^ )

It was an exchange of blows that was of the very hard kind, and luckily Anja Mueller was the person that could take it without breaking down in an instant. Although she had strangely been shaken so throughout while in battle with another girl.

She was hit nagain by the fist of Aniek and then bull rushed into the corner.
"AHH!"
Shaken through like she was, she also knew that she would probably be done when she let Aniek now have free reign over her, so she would attempt to pepper her with hooks to the open side of her grabbing arm as good as she could in the hope to force the girl into submission.

Sweat splashed out as Aniek's hard body body-checked Anja's into the corner, making the rings shak wildly. Immediately afterwards, Anja fired a quick salvo of blows to the Dutch woman's side, making her jerk away. This close up, her erect breasts steamrolled over Anja's as she did but she wasn't going to give this opportunity up. Grabbing both of her arms by the wrists to stabilize herself, Aniek would recoil back before sending her whole front forward, smacking wetly into the cornered Anja for a close range body splash.

"Heh, you're more of a breast girl," She commented, staying pressed in place. Her body seemed to have softened up a bit oddly enough but every time she panted, her own belly pressed just a bit harder into Anja's, making it harder to breathe. "Here, let me show you what you've been missing out on."

Leaning up against her closer, Aniek would spread her legs and step them over the bottom ropes, pressing her abdomen and waist harder into Anja's. Leaning futher with her torso, her impressive breasts wouldn't just be asymmetrically docking the German's; they'd be utterly flattening or full on enveloping them. Making sure they were pressed closely, she threw back her hair and flexed. The rising of well worked muscles across her thighs, abs, and arms would crush against Anja's, pressing hard and likely causing her to harden as Aniek started to flatten her through sheer force. She would hump forwards with her belly, forcing the air from her opponent, before grinding hard up and down, aiming to make Anja stiff and delirious with wild pleasure!

Trapped against the corner by Aniek, Anja could not throw her off with her flurry of blows. The fact that the other girl rubbed herself sensually against her body was no help either, although her body pretty much enjoyed it on all fronts to be dominated like this, much to her own chagrin.

"OUH!"
For the first time in this match, Anja felt really helpless in the grasp of Aniek, moaning wildly under the pressure that was forced upon her. Her head fell back while her hands clawed at the rope they were pressed against.

*Have to fight...back!*
She groaned inwardly while her body was more than ready to give in, she would attempt to gather her strength despite her dire situation, trying to use the position of her backwards hanging head to let it shoot forward for a crushing head butt in the hope that she could fall on Aniek in the case that would stun her.

Aniek was in heaven as she succulently feasted on Anja's discomfort and taut body. Letting her head fall back, she decided it was safe enough to go for some crotch on crotch pressing but Anja had other ideas. She saw a quick blur of blonde hair before her head smacked into her own. Aniek stumbled back, her vision blurry with stars, and cursed to herself. Next time, she should have made sure to control Anja's head with some kissing as well.

Deciding to play it safe, she'd hold back and take a defensive posture, rubbing her head a few more times until the adrenaline helped to subside the pain.

"... That was a good one." She spoke a little reluctantly.

"Oouuhh...aahhnn..."
Of course that head butt Anja had delivered to the big girl also had consequences on her. Her vision was blurry and her head hurt pretty much after the impact, while her body was still twitching under the treatment of Aniek. But it was much better than to be ravaged in the corner by her equally powerful and sensual opponent. Taking a deep sigh while she was trying to bring more control into her shaking body, she also knew that she had to act, and act fast despite her own condition.

As she already hung in the ropes, she would try to use the second rope as a springboard for a flying forearm smash on the chest of her opponent.

This mach was at a heated fever pitch, literally and figuratively. Equal parts pain and pleasure were coursing through their bodies, with the latest headbutt she'd received equally stunning and jolting her awake from what had felt like a very real and wet dream. She wiped away the sweat on her brows to see Anja hastily getting onto the second rope, bending down to accomodate her weight. She had something high flying on her mind and Aniek had raised her hands just as the blonde had achieved take-off, flying towards her with an arm outstretched for what appeared to be a flying clothesline.

Thinking fast, Aniek shifted to the side but that didn't make the move any less painful. The resourceful German smacked into her like a giant fist against her upper body, sending her stumbling backwards from the mat-shaking impact. Yet Aniek was now laying against Anja, held in place not only by gravity and force, but the two arms that had wrapped themselves around her torso for a nasty bearhug. It was less to force a submission and more to gain control, crushing Anja's belly into her own. As she stumbled back, the force subsided and she was able to dig a heel into mat. Regaining her balance for a short moment, Aniek did not waste it.

Letting out a mighty roar, the Dutch-Canadian threw her body forwards in a descending arc, aiming to body-slam Anja into te mat, crushing her with both her strength and her weight, immediately going for a full body press pin with arms and legs over her opponent's.

With her move hitting right where it belonged, Anja was sure that she could down the mighty Aniek. It was a hard and brutal move that would cause massive damage to everyone, maybe except for the fact that the German was not herself as she had been worked over in a hard way by her opponent.

"GH!"
She had a rare moment of panic when she felt that Aniek was strong enough to capture her from such a position and even turn her around for a scoop slam. That would be the end of this match for her, probably even if she was in prime condition, so she had to stop her opponent from doing it.

Trying to target her head again, she would attempt a re-counter in the form of a tilt a whirl DDT!

Aniek roared as she prepared to slam down Anja and end the match one and for all but the German had other ideas. Pulling down and slipping from Aniek's grip, her body swung around her's like some luchador, flipping upside down and she struggled to maintain her grip. Spinning around her upper body, Aniek was thrown off balance and caught off guard, right before the momentum and weight brought her face right to the mat with a loud thud!

Her body jerked once before going still and the referee quickly made her way, grabbing the hand of the still heavyweight. Had the match just come to an end? Her breaths were laboured but consistent. Now, she was lifting her hand and it feel whenever she let go. Aniek's other arm slid across the ground but there was no fight in that limb.