For the Thrill of the Fight: Vida Fenix vs. Emily Blascowicz

Still trembling, Vida tried to roll over onto her side, to get herself upright. Emily didn't seem to want to give her the chance, however; the second the latina was able to open her eyes, her opponent was looming over her, ready to continue the beatdown.

"Aaaaiieaahh!" Vida wailed, as Emily snatched up a fistful of the rookie's hair and used it to pull the suffering girl up to her feet. Vida lifted a hand, trying to brace herself against Emily's pull. The other, however, was still nursing Vida's tender and aching chest. Before she knew it, however, Emily was taking the match in another direction. Once Vida was upright, the vicious redhead wrapped her arms around Vida's ribs, pulled her off the ground, and began constricting her slender body in a punishing bear hug.

"Eeeyyaahhh!" Vida groaned, loudly, her whimpering voice echoing through the arena. The youthful rookie threw her head back in pain, hair swaying backward, tears beginning to form at the edge of her eyes. Emily's strong grip was clenching down hard on her ribs, forcing the air out of her, constricting her ribs in agonizing fashion. Shaking her head, Vida kept whimpering, "No, no," just trying to hang in and endure her opponent's submission hold without caving in.

The redhead kept the hold on as it was, allowing a few moments to appreciate the pained noises Vida was making. Deciding she'd had enough of a breather, Emily started bouncing a little on her feet, shaking Vida in her grip to try to exacerbate the effects of the hold. As disappointing it was that Vida had only managed to land a few good hits, the redhead couldn't deny that this had its own fun.

Deciding to step things up a notch, Emily stopped bouncing the luchadora for a bit, only take a run at the nearest turnbuckle, intent on slamming Vida back first into it.

"Hnnn," Vida groaned, continuing to suffer at Emily's hands. "Aaahh, ahh," Vida's voice changed, as Emily bounced her up and down. Vida could feel her slender body bouncing and grinding in Emily's grip, the air getting rocked out of her, but there wasn't much she could do about it. Her arms were hanging limply over Emily, as the the pain and suffering were taking their toll on her. Vida's head lulled side to side, barely able to keep pace with the torture she was suffering.

The rookie's attention snapped back to reality, however, as Emily ceased her bouncing and rushed her right into the turnbuckle! "AAAIEE!" Vida cried out, as her spine was driven into the corner. Vida's arms draped over the top rope, letting her lithe figure hang from it, helplessly, at Emily's mercy. Looking at Emily from beneath her disheveled bangs, Vida hoped to at least see what was coming at her, next.

Taking a moment to appreciate the sight of Vida laid out on the turnbuckle, Emily took a step back and angled her body to the side. Bringing up a hand, she couldn't help but say something before she started, it was awfully boring not to say something to the person you were dismantling.

"Say, you seemed to like chop contests," Emily remarked before bringing a hand up and unleashing a hard chop toward Vida's chest. If she could land that one, the redhead would go for a few more.

Vida shook her head. The poor girl was trembling on the turnbuckle, staggering to recover despite Emily simply not giving her a chance. Vida knew she had to get her breath, if she was going to get herself back in this fight. And sure enough, just as she was getting ready to push herself off the turnbuckle, Emily was ready to lay into her yet again.

"Aaaiiee!" Vida cried out, as Emily delivered the first chop. "Ooh, that hurt!" she whimpered, losing composure as her redheaded opponent continued to pin her down. The threat of a chop contest wasn't an empty one, either, as Emily started to lay in with more, each one drawing a high-pitched "AIE!" of pain. Frustrated, Vida tensed. With whatever strength she had left, the latina youth pushed herself off the turnbuckle, reeled her hand back, and let loose with a chop of her own- aimed hard and fast at Emily's chest. "I-I'll give you a contest, you!" she said, calling the redhead out!

"Well of course it hurt," Emily shot back, "I'm not trying to fondle y- Gah!"

The redhead's remark was sharply cut off as Vida managed to power through the pain of the chops, push herself off the turnbuckle, and land a solid hit on Emily's ample chest. Of course, Vida managing to land her hit right on the same spot as last time hardly helped matters, but even if Emily had been beating the hell out of her, the girl still had a hell of a chop. Emily staggered back a few steps, unable to help a cough as she held the injured area with one hand.

Locking eyes, with Vida, the redhead charged back in with a yell, her free hand coming around to bring down swift retribution upon Vida's chest with a chop of her own!

Vida felt a rush of gratification, as her hand struck across Emily's chest. The crowd sounded off as well, signalling the start to a proper chop contest. Vida began to push herself off of corner turnbuckle, trying to shake out the various aches and pains the redhead had inflicted on her so that she could focus on returning some of that, as best she could.

Of course, the vicious redhead wasn't going to take that lying down: before Vida had fully readied herself, Emily returned fire with a sharp chop! "AH!" Vida exclaimed, taking the full chop right across her pert chest. It echoed through the arena, while Vida fell back a bit. She inhaled sharply, pain shooting through her chest in sharp waves.

Biting her lip hard, Vida tried to suck down the pain. She returned fire by swinging her hand up hard and fast, putting what strength she had into coming back strong with another stiff chop, swinging upward this time to connect with Emily's chest!

In spite of herself, the redhead found that the chop contest that this match had turned into had her blood pumping all the same. The energy the audience was showing in turn certainly helped matters on top of that. To her delight, the Latina turned out to not be one to take Emily's last blow lying down, either.

The redhead's eyes widened as she realized the direction the chop was coming from right before it slammed into her, a sharp wall of pain slamming into her as the impact sent her ample chest bouncing a bit, to the definite appreciation of the audience. At least, those who noticed, anyway. The pain had Emily taking a step back her eyes lighting up with with a competitive blaze. Taking a deep breath to try to bite back the pain herself, the redhead decided to respond in kind, stepping back in and bringing her own hand up hard, taking a vicious swing at the Vida's chest in turn.

Of course, all good things would have to come to an end eventually, but Emily wasn't quite ready to be the one to break things off.

Vida felt a rush of adrenaline, as her hand came striking across Emily's chest. The crowd cheered, and she got the satisfaction of inflicting some pain on the vicious redhead. This match had been decidedly one-sided since the opening bell, but now Vida got a rush, knowing that she was finally getting in some of her own!

Before the young latina knew it, however, Emily was coming rushing back with a strike of her own! "AAIE!" Vida let out, feeling Emily's hand come crashing down on her pert chest. The blow sent the latina rocking back, knocking the wind out of her sails. Raising a hand, Vida began to nurse her aching chest. Biting her lip, Vida tried to keep this thing rolling, determined not to lose this contest!

Planting her boots beneath her, Vida let off with another powerful strike. Her hand came across Emily's chest with as much force as she could muster. Which, it may have been clear to Emily, was not as much as before. The latina rookie was weakening, the strikes taking their toll, but she refused to surrender just yet!

The redhead let out a cry of her own as Vida's hand crashed down on her bosom, stepping back as well. Emily, however, didn't bother raising a hand to nurse her chest, instead letting the rush from the pain fill her and drive her forwards. She could see all too well that Vida's resolve was flagging, but Emily's own remained strong. Of course, that wasn't to say that the rookie's shots didn't hurt, only that the redhead either didn't care or was actually enjoying it.

A wicked grin played out on her face as she stepped back in once more, bringing her arm around for another explosive chop across Vida's chest, uncaring that she'd put her own hand in the way of the blow.