Sabre vs Natalia: Hard Hitting Primitive Showdown

[size=130:10dcljoz]"AAAAAAAIIIGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Natalia howled in pure agony as she felt the bite on her inner thigh. Sabre's savage teeth sinking in The Dream's soft flesh send a rush of pain thru all of Natalia's body that made her immediately try to break away.

With her eyes filled in tears, Natalia tried to roll as far as possible as she could from Sabre, breaking the figure four headlock and letting go of Sabre's skull mask.

"You monster!!! Cannibal! Animal!!" Natalia yelled furiously at Sabre as she rubbed the dents Sabre's teeth had left in her muscles. Luckily there wasn't blood, but it still felt almost like an open wound. "You'll pay for that!" Natalia threatened and the crowd, that quickly figured out what had happened, booed widly.

The volume of Nataliaâ€s shriek actually hurt Sabreâ€s ears, her underhand tactic at least having the desired effect. Sabre was so glad to be free of the prison of Nataliaâ€s thighs; the ordeal had left her drained and hurting badly. She rolled onto her side, massaging her throat, coughing and spluttering, and groaning in self-pity.

Eventually she managed to drag herself onto her hands and knees, still shaking her groggy head. As her senses began to recover, she became aware of the crowdâ€s boos, Nataliaâ€s spitting curses, and the ref girlâ€s admonishing lecture. The savage knew sheâ€d been bad, breaking the rules like that; she normally wouldnâ€t be that nasty, but her situation had been desperate. Though now she was on her hands and knees, being vilified by all, which felt even more humiliating than the head scissors. And still left her horribly vulnerable.

Natalia kept whinning and rubbing her inner thigh furious not only from the pain but mainly because she hated to get biten. "You are dead, monky-girl..." she said as she slowly got up to her feet, cleaning the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand.

Despite having her leg hurt as if Sabre's teeth were still digging in her flesh, Natalia moved towards her opponent, pushing the referee-girl, that was still berating the cavegirl, aside and reaching for Sabre's head she 'helped' the stone-age amazon to get up, just a little bit, trying to force Sabre's head under her crotch and between her thighs.

Natalia would squeeze had with her legs, not so much to crush her opponent but to keep her face down so she couldn't bite again. Then The Dream reached for Sabre's arms and pulled them up, behind the cave-girl's back in chiken wings. "You are going to bite the canvas now!"

“Oh no…” Sabre mumbled to herself as Natalia advanced on her, pissed off and itching for revenge. Sabre could hardly blame her, to be honest. Her dirty trick had been pretty shameful, especially as Sabre normally prided herself on winning by pure physical dominance. As the topless cave girl was yanked up into the standing head scissors position, arms trapped, Sabre almost thought she deserved the brutal face smash she knew she was about to receive. She winced at the thought…

…then she suddenly shook herself out of such pathetic, defeatist thinking. If the crowd were all booing her because sheâ€d resorted to biting, well… sheâ€d just have to brutalise Natalia extra hard to make up for it. To make sure her strength wasnâ€t in doubt.

Fortunately, the Dream had gotten cocky, taking time to taunt rather than finishing Sabre off. This gave the white-haired girl a chance at avoiding her painful fate.

“Not… just yet!” she growled in reply. From between Nataliaâ€s thighs, Sabre pushed her head up hard, the back of her neck straining against the brunetteâ€s pussy, trying to lift the smaller girl off her feet. Dipping into her reserves, Sabre groaned with the effort, her spine aching badly, and her back muscles burning as they tensed in stress. This was draining a lot of her remaining strength, but if she could buck Natalia off of her, it would be worth it.

Natalia's lovely blue eyes opened wide when she felt the back of Sabre's head and neck press against her crotch and her feet leave the canvas. "Ahhh...no no no... Stay down!!" she yelled but there was no way to stop it, the cave-girl had all the strength her statuesque body hinted and maybe even a little more. The Dream squeezed harder with her legs at Sabre's head, but then she decided it will be much better to fall down than to be left hanging from her opponent's down. So Natalia let go Sabre's arm and head and braced herself for the impact.

"Ughhhhh!" Natalia groaned as she hit the canvas behind Sabre after flipping in the air to land on her back instead of her head. Her lovely face turned into a cute grimace of agony and she rolled to her side to rub her sore back with one hand. The impact had drove a lot of air from her sweaty body and left The Dream very frustrated, the bite on her leg still hurt and now she had been denied her just revenge.

“Ha.. ha-ha!” Sabre laughed triumphantly, though she was breathing heavily. Her shoulder muscles ached from flipping her opponent, and her muscular body was dripping with sweat.

Still, she had succeeded in flooring Natalia, which was the main thing. “Monkey girl, huh? Monkey small and silly - just like you!!” It wasnâ€t the cleverest taunt in the world, but Sabre enjoyed being able to mouth off at her foe, rubbing in the hurt of the reversal. The cave girl then bent over to scoop up the girl at her feet, grabbing her arms, roughly “helping” her upright, but really trying to put a firm grapple on the smaller girlâ€s body.

“Think you need lesson in how to slam a girl properly…” she said threateningly.

Natalia laid on the canvas looking up at Sabre, growling cutely back at the statuesque amazon. Despite the pain and lack of breath, the cace-girl actirute...and the bite on her leg, The Dream still found Sabre extremely attractive. Unfortunately, the stonage-babe was not only gorgeous but also extremely strong and Natalia's struggles to avoid being raised up to her feet were useless.

The blue-eyed cutie soon found herself standing on wobbly legs, her arms trapped by Sabre and the threat of a lesson in slams promising nothing good. If there was something Natalia didn't wanted right now was to get slammed down by someone as big and tall as Sabre. "How about we skip that lesson? I could teach you proper grammar instead...would help you a lot..." Natalia said as she shook her body trying to free her arms without much success.

“Uhh, not sure about that,” Sabre frowned as she heaved Natalia to her feet, threading her arms around the smaller girlâ€s body to stifle her struggles. She didnâ€t really understand what the brunette was babbling on about, to be honest, not that that bothered her much.

Sabre got a firm grip on the Dreamâ€s sweaty body, then, with a grunt of effort, hoisted her up off the mat. She would spin her opponent sideways, holding her across her naked chest. The cave girl no longer had the strength to repeat the high lift of the earlier gorilla press, but could hold Natalia against her body quite comfortably.

“You not teach much after you get MY lesson,” she grinned, looking down at the girl in her arms. Now Sabre had had a first-hand taste of Nataliaâ€s skill, making her squeal in defeat was going to be all the sweeter. After a short pause to gather her strength, the savage would move to drive Natalia downwards, slamming her spine onto an upturned knee. If successful, she would even keep Natalia draped backwards over her knee, leaving her vulnerable to her signature move.

Natalia's struggles to free herself were completely useless and soon she found herself being hoisted up in Sabre's arms. "GAWD!!! NO NO NO!!!" Natalia screamed in panic kicking her legs furiously as she was placed in a horizontal position. The Dream could guess what was to follow, she loved over the knee backbreakers because they hurt like hell and looked pretty damn sexy, there was something abount breaking your opponent's line over your knee, beding their backs that screamed 'I OWN YOU'. She really really really didn't wanted to know how much a backbreaker from a tall strongth amazon like Sabre would hurt...but she found out anyway.

"AAAAAAAAAAAgGGGGGHHHHHHHH!" Natalia howled in pure agony as her sexy figure crashed into Sabre's waiting knee in such a brutal move that the whole arena gasped. Natalia's sexy body went limp immediately, and due to her great flexibility, it bend over Sabre's knee in a way that made it look as if the amazon had actually snaped her spine.

The Dream's sexy body spasmed weakely over Sabre's knee as a jolt of pain run up and down her spine as if she was being electrocuted. Once the spasms passed, Natalia simply laid there, limp like a ragdoll, seemingly incouncious, her sexy body arched in a way that showed perfectly every single of her delicious curves. In all senses Natalia looked like a virgin laying over the bloody altar of some dark primitive god ready to be sacrificed...and in desperate need of rescue.

Sabre gave a grimly satisfied smile as she slammed her struggling opponent down onto her upturned knee. The sound of Nataliaâ€s scream told her she had performed the power move perfectly; she was rewarded with the sight of her victim jolting in agony, then falling limply over her thigh.

The arena noise intensified at this show of brutal strength. Sabre licked her lips at the sight before her now, the Dreamâ€s sexy body draped helplessly over her knee, spine curved back in a provocative position… provocative to violence, for the cave girl at least.

Sabre placed her right hand on Nataliaâ€s belly, at the apex of her curved body. With her left, she grabbed Nataliaâ€s chin, clutching it firmly, and pushing downwards, just to make sure her victim was as stretched out as possible. She then used her chin-grip to force eye contact with the brunette, staring down at her intently from behind her skull mask.

“Before, it was just a little nibble,” she grinned. “Now, I gonna carve you up!!”

Sabre then lifted both her fists high in the air, linking her hands together… then brought them down in a heavy axe-handle smash, aimed right at Nataliaâ€s tummy. The savage loved performing her ‘Sacrificial Altar†signature move, it was the perfect show of dominance… and it usually ended in a slaughter.