Syd Vs. Eka Guramishvili

Eka was glad of the respite, for a second at least. The concentrated roll was enough to dislodge Syd for the time being. Her aching breasts and neck were throbbing with pain. But Syd was merciless with her onslaught and was right back on her.

The Georgian was given an up close and personal look at Syd's face. Her red eyes were livid with anger in the lights of the arena and her hands were firmly wrapped around Eka's slender neck. Eka couldn't get her hands up in time to defend her neck. She opted to push one of Syd's elbows against the joint with one hand.

With the other she mustered all of the power she could into a punch. Eka let out a little whimper as she waited for the fist to collide with bone. She felt a strength, a deep incredible strength, welling inside her. The second blow came without a whimper. It came with all of Eka's power and her eyes narrowed, focusing on her cheating opponent.

Syd shook her head after the first punch, but grit her teeth and stubbornly held on. The second punch made her let go.

She fell onto her butt, propped up on a hand behind her, and put a hand to her dizzy head. Her cheeks reddened with embarrassment at just being knocked off so easily, but she was determined to make Eka pay for this latest outrage.

Eka rolled away and stood up. The air of the arena felt dense and filled her lungs very slowly. She felt like she was being run ragged by Syd. Eka bent her knees and tried to prepare herself for the next attack. The crowd was cheering her on for all they were worth. But Eka could feel her concentration slipping and her muscles begin to ache.

She brushed the dark hair out of her face and clenched her hands into fists. Taunting seemed foolish as the girl was already livid. All she could do was try to hold out on whatever was coming next.

Syd picked herself up, scowling all the while at Eka. The girl could hit harder than she thought. Which was dumb. She straightened her shirts and tossed her long white ponytail back over her shoulder, and cracked her knuckles.

Eka launched herself at Syd, rearing back another punch to launch at her opponent. The crowd and the Georgian held their breath as she planted one of her feet to try and swing the fist at Syd. Maybe her other punches knocked a few screws loose and this could be the knockout blow.

A whirl of raven hair and desperation played center stage in this drama. The cameras awaited the other actress' response to the incoming blow.

Syd stepped forward to meet Eka, and lifted her hands in anticipation of more of the Georgian's Alabama college wrestling bullshit. The punch that hit her caught her off guard, snapped her head to the side, and knocked her silly. She stumbled back several steps before finally spilling onto the mat. She struggled to get up while the room spun.

The connection felt good. Well, it didn't actually feel good as pain shot through her knuckles. But it was nice to hear the sound of bone colliding with flesh. And seeing this awful heel struggling a bit to stay on both her feet was quite a sight. Eka wondered what the boxing league would be like before snapping back to reality. Right. She was still in a wrestling match and now she had an opportunity to win.

Eka fistpumped as she ran at Syd. The crowd was getting into it and the temperature was rising. She tried to jump on Syd's back before Syd got up. She brought her arm down around Syd's throat and yanked her into a choke. It was a little pay back for being choked against the ropes. And it seemed like a good way to sap a little of her opponent's strength from her.

"Argh!" Syd let out a stifled stream of profanity while she struggled on her knees against Eka. She flailed her elbows and thrashed back and forth until the choke became tighter and she was forced to pull on Eka's arm with both hands just to keep her neck from being crushed.

"Gh...Hhk..." She spluttered. She dropped onto her butt and pushed her feet against the mat to lift her hips into the air and lay back on top of Eka. Her face was bright red, and the swelling cheers became fuzzy and distant. The crowd grew louder and louder the more it looked like the white-haired thug was finished.

Syd had only one final, desperate thought left in her head. She twisted one arm around behind her and groped against Eka's skin with her fingers until she ensnared the thing string of the girl's tiny bikini top. She gripped it tightly in her fist, and yanked as hard as she could.

Eka was curious as to why Syd's hand was roving up her back. It didn't seem like a practical defense at all as she could get all the pressure in the world on her neck. And then she found out; it wasn't a regular defense, it was an AFW defense. The bikini wasn't going to come completely off as she still had the tie around her neck but she did not want her breasts to be exposed. Eka hopped off of Syd and went face down against the mat.

The Georgian was already blushing. She had never been exposed during a match and she didn't want it to happen now. Eka tried to tie her string back up as quickly as she could and go back to knocking the tar out of Syd. The cameras were already zooming in on her and the fans were hooting their delight at the possibility of seeing Eka's breasts. She looked up to try and be mindful of Syd as she tried to preserve some of her dignity.

"Guuuuh!" Syd gasped and put a hand to her throat when she was finally free. One arm was stretched out at Eka, still white-knuckling her bikini top while the girl struggled to get it back in place.

The crowd rained a mix of cheers and boos down on the ring. Typical fucking sheep could only think with their dicks. They'd rather see their precious little good girl's tits than see her win. Syd always knew that no matter how hard they booed her, they all loved to see what she could do.

She sloppily threw herself on top of the busty grappler and fought Eka's hands while she twisted the bikini top around each of her own. She pulled, forcing the stringy top against Eka's throat to choke the shit out of that fucking shithead with her own fucking whore bikini.

"FUCKING DIE, BITCH!" She screamed raggedly while she rode on the girl's back, choking away while the horrified referee spluttered, and finally came to her aid, counting much more quickly than before.

"One! Two!"