Chesna vs. Hel

((Awww!))

Hel gasped as Chesna pinched her nerve and spun behind her. Chesna's odd demeanor, switching from almost disinterested lethargy to swift, fluid, brutal speed... it was something Hel had never seen before. And here she was making Hel look like an amateur. Especially with that pressure point grasp.

As her bikini was sliced and fell to the floor, Hel gasped, covering herself up by instinct. "Wh-what the..." She mouthed. How did she do that so fast? Before she could react, she could fell Chesna's soft lips pressing against her back, "Ah... ah..." The shock in Hel's face was replaced by sensual surprise, her body shivering in response to Chesna's stimulation, "Y... you're right. This... is a hentai match, but," She steadied her quivering arm, "It is still a match." Hel aimed to drive a hard elbow to Chesna's midsection. If it loosened her nerve hold, Hel would spin around to deliver a roundhouse kick to Chesna's head.

Chesna took the hard elbow letting a small "eh..." Escape her lips as she took a step backwards and released the hold. The elbow had caught her off guard enough that she took the kick hard and her head snapped and sent stumbling backwards. She fell into the ropes and assumed a sitting position against the middle rope, leaning against the top one like she had made a chair. "..." She rubbed her chin and looked up at Hel.

With a deep sigh she spoke in a soft apathetic tone. "I thought that would have disabled you better..."

She then looked down at the floor and sighed. "You do have a nice body though. I'd love to examine it some time." She said quietly.

Hel watched in amazement as Chesna fell back into the ropes and managed to take a seat on them. She grinned widely, impressed by Chesna's style. "Well, I tend to take a lot of work to disable," she replied.

As Chesna quipped about her body, Hel looked down, grimacing at the fact that she was naked and her foe was not. "Uh... thanks?" Looking back at Chesna, she laughed, "Man... Amazing choreography... and you can take a kick to the head and not even miss a beat. Even the best stuntman I ever tussled with wasn't half as talented as you." She shook her head, still taken aback by Chesna. Assuming a stance, she rocked back and forth from one leg to another, "Still wanna know how you disrobed me so fast..." She didn't wait for an answer, charging in, aiming a clothesline at Chesna, hoping to turn her pose into a disadvantage and maybe even flip her straight out of the ring.

Chesna turned her head and looked down. She was lucky that Hel didn't know Chesna's secrets. The fact was, that the elbow and the kick had both hurt quite a bit. It was only because of Chesna's own "pre fight warm up" and her unique training that she made it look like it was barely anything. She was glad to see that at least this wrestler in particular could be fooled by her style.

She continued to look down at the ground even as Hel charged. Chesna had little in the way of power and a straight up toe to toe slugfest would not end well for her but she knew that she could fight smart and as Hel approached Chesna lifted up her hand and shoved two fingers as hard as she could towards the oncoming woman's abdominal muscle. She hoped this would stop Hel in her tracks and lifted up her legs to try and catch the last of Hel's momentum. If it didn't work she would be sent tumbling hard to the outside of the ring.

((I'm going to assume that is a pressure point and not just Chesna's attempt to break her fingers against Hel's ROCK HARD SEXY ABS... though I wouldn't blame her. :3 ))

Hel had assumed that Chesna was rattled by the blows and was posing to hide it. That may have been true, but she assumed that she would be rattled enough not to react in time or with enough dexterity to pull off a move on the ropes. She miscalculated, and let out a loud "Oof!" as she collided with Chesna's strike and her kick. Completely stopped, Hel would stagger backward, rubbing the spot where Chesna drove her fingers in, sharp pain running through her stomach as a result. "Eugh... dammit."

"Alright then," she would stand up and approach Chesna cautiously, aiming to grab her by the legs and pull her off the ropes, though allowing Chesna to attack was also a preferable option.

((Yeah which is why she only needed two fingers and not a fist. hehe ))

When Chesna saw Hel stagger backwards she pushed herself forward and stood back up. She leaned against the ropes just to be able to keep some weight off of her and use it to recover slightly.

She was surpirsed however, when Hel grabbed one of her legs. I need that...' She said with a sigh. She staggered forward and looked down. An attack was coming soon if she didn't do soomething and so she reached out and shoved her finger into her own knee which caused the leg to spasm out of control. "ow." She said clenching her teeth and then fell hard to the ground. Looking up, she would hope that the legs uncontrolled movement followed by Chesna's own rather odd behavior would distract Hel from Chesna's next move.

She deftly lifted up her hand and shoved them between the thin fabric of Hel's bikini and hopefully into her pussy.

((I thought Chesna had sliced all of Hel's bikini off. Did she just get the top?))

"Too bad, it's mine now." Hel was about to yank Chesna off the ropes only to see Chesna not struggle to attack Hel but to stab her own knee. The spasms easily wrested it from Hel's grasp, and Hel was surprised and just a little sickened by the unorthodox tactic. "Th... the hell did YOOU..." The last syllable came as she had side stepped Chesna's leg and gotten close enough for Chesna to get her fingers into Hel's womanhood. She froze, gasping sharply at the sexual stimulation. At least to Hel's viewpoint, this match wasn't going too well. She was disrobed and Chesna had succeeded getting her "hot and bothered" as it were. With a grunt, Hel would struggle to regain control over herself and try to bring her hand down to grasp Chesna's wrist firmly and pull the offending fingers from Hel's damp pussy. Once free, she would immediately follow up by yanking Chesna's arm, aiming to pull her up and get her face close enough to receive a powerful kick from Hel.

((Oh yeah. Awesome! ignore the bikini part then))

Chesna's tongue stuck out slightly as she went saw she had gotten herself inside of Hel. She went to work as quickly as she could hoping to hit all the right spots as quickly and often as she could. Wehn Hel finally grabbed Chesna's arm the apathetic nurse hooked her fingers, hoping it would make it difficult to wrest her from her position.

Chesna couldn't do much with her arm seized but take the kick. "uh." She said as she wobbled and fell back to her knees. THe kick had really rung Chesna's bell and she looked up at Hel with glassy eyes. Once again she couldn't actually fight, just hope to keep from being beaten to a puple. She reached out her free hand in an attempt to grab Hel's leg and slip her hand behind Hels knee and jab a finger into the pressure ppoint back there. She hoped it would at least get Hel away from her if not put her at equal height.

Hel hissed, her body quivering as she worked Chesna's hand out of her womanhood. She nailed the kick though, but was surprised to see Chesna still able to react, nailing another pressure point and sending the movie star too her knees, grabbing them in pain. "You... and your... damn pressure points," She'd grunt, trying to fight through the pain and arousal and tackle Chesna, hoping to mount her and pummel her enough to slow this crazy nurse down.

"There's no reason to exert uneccessary energy just to fight..." She said as she watched Hel falter. She was indeed tackled by Hel and was unable to do much as punches rained down. "eh..." She said turnign her head to try and deflect the blows. "She then began to pant and looked down, cosing her eyes.

"please... stop..." She muttered. Even though she seemed like she had not even been touched in her tone, she wasquite exhausted. "Those punches hurt." She wasn't begging more like pointing out the inconvenience of being punched.

She did her best to try and wriggle one of her arms free in an attempt to try and pinch the nerve that sat at the base of Hel's neck. She didn't know if she had the strength to do it though.