Entropy Belt Match

Natalia was in the center of the ring, licking her lips like a hungry kitten waiting for Taylor to return to nail her again with another power move and the added momentum of the rope bounce. She was more than slightly disappointed when Taylor slip under the ropes and out of the ring, she even let out a soft "awwwww..." and pouted.

There was no way Natalia would leave the ring to brawl it out with Taylor on the floor, she was better than that. So she had no qualms about letting Taylor recover while she waited...and recovered too. The ref didn't shared Natalia's opinion and began to count Taylor.

"Kawaiis nail you with brainbusters too, Taylor-chan?" Natalia answered smiling with a hand in her sexy hips showing off her curvaceous body while she waited.

The ref began the count. "One! Two! Three!"

"Oh man, burn! That was the most clever thing I've ever heard come out of you. I don't know why everyone thinks you're such an airhead." Taylor stood up straight and put her hands on her hips. She took big, deep breaths, and winced while she stretched out her neck. Natalia not following her out was a godsend. She probably thought she was too good to get her hands dirty outside the ring. Sucks to be her, Taylor thought.

"Four! Five! Six!"

Taylor clenched her fists and hopped up onto the ring apron. She realized she might've been taking her time getting back in the ring not just to recover, but because she was afraid of taking more huge bumps like that and ultimately losing. She shook her head to clear those thoughts out. That wasn't right. She could do this. She was good for one thing, and that was out-fighting and out-lasting fussy little girls like Natalia.

She kept a suspicious eye on Natalia and walked down the length of the apron to get a little farther away before quickly ducking under the middle rope. She steeled herself for the coming moments and put up her hands, signalling for another tie up.

Natalia didn't moved from the center of the ring while Taylor rested outside, she swung her hips slowly from side to side giving the fans a very good view of her curves and perfect round ass. When Taylor began to climb up the ring, Natalia stept back to give her room to get in.

"And that's the most stupid thing I have heard you say tonight, Taylor-chan...which, I must say, is quite an accomplishment on your part." Natalia said giggling cutely with one hand in front of her mouth, but then she got serious, althought a smile remained on her luscious lips.

Seeing Taylor put up her hands for another lock up, Natalia did the same and moved cautiously to Taylor, trying to lock hands with her and beging pushing down and back. "Lets see what you got left..." she whispered to her opponent.

Taylor held her breath as Natalia held out her hands. For a moment, everything seemed to slow down. Their hands touched, their fingers laced, Taylor caught Natalia's eyes and saw cold eagerness in them. She wasn't going to fake it, she was going for it.

In an instant, the moment had passed, and Natalia shoved Taylor, quickly forcing her back. Taylor struggled for a second, and smiled. "Not much." She whispered back.

She grabbed Natalia's arm and the back of her head and fell back, planting a foot in her belly and kicking to toss her head over heels onto the mat.

Natalia smiled as she felt herself pushing Taylor back, if it was true that her opponent didn't had much then this match was well in the pocket. The Dream was tired but she still had a good chunk of her reserve tank to go. But then Natalia got the sneaky suspicion that Taylor wasn't being completely honest...or that she was plotting something.

Unfortunately such realization came a second to late. Natalia gasped and her lovely blue-eyes opened wide when she felt Taylor grabbing her head. There was no way to stop it. Next Natalia felt her opponent's boots on her tummy and she was sent flying over graciously to land hard on the mats with a loud thud, a moan and an explosion of cheers from the crowd.

"Ughhh" Natalia groaned as she rolled to her side and slowly tried to get back up.

Taylor rolled back over her shoulder, sharp pains shooting down her back as she did, and ended on her feet standing over Natalia.

"But it's enough." She said so only Natalia could hear.

As her opponent started to get up, Taylor seized her by the hair on top of her head and pulled back a fist. She put all of her weight and strength into the punch, hammering down into Natalia pretty pretty face. She wouldn't have cared if she broke her hand in the process, it would still have been worth it.

The yank on her lovely hair helped Natalia to get up and also warned her that an attack was incoming. She braced herself for whatever Taylor was going to do to her and when she saw the fist pulled back she knew a punch was incoming, and knowing what a jealous bitch Taylor was, she guessed correctly it was aimed for her cute face.

Natalia raised her arms to protect her beauty, but the power behind the punch was so much that it dug through her defenses and impacted her face. "Ughhhhhh!" Natalia groaned as she felt Taylor's knuckles sink in her cheek, making her lovely face twist with the impact.

Natalia dropped to the canvas like a bag of bricks badly stunned by the punch but still conscious. She laid in the mats staring at the ring lights aboved her, blinking and twitching in shock. Natalia moved her tongue inside her mouth to touch her cheek and then she felt that disgusting copper taste in her mouth. Blood.

Natalia gritted her teeth enraged, but she was still too stunned to get up. If this had been a boxing match she would have surely taken the full count.

Taylor watched Natalia drop, and the roar of the crowd spurred her on. She was exhausted, being choked unconscious and abused had taken it's toll on her body, but she couldn't give her opponent a moment to recover. She leapt up high in the air over Natalia, coming down to crush her sternum under her right knee pad. It wouldn't have been impossible for her to break bones and do serious damage to the poor girl, but Taylor wasn't thinking about that. She had to win.

Natalia wanted more than anything in this world to get up and bury Taylor in the mats, head first, but she just couldn't get up. All she could do was lift her head and growl at Taylor fiercely. The punky-girl didn't seemed intimidated at all by The Dream's cute growl and jumped up at her.

Natalia gasped as she saw the knee coming down at her; she noticed her name engarved in gold in the incoming pad. 'How nice of her' The Dream thought as she pushed her body out of the way rolling in the mats to let Taylor land somewhere else, anywhere but on top of her.

Taylor's knee slammed into the mat, and despite her knee pad without a cushy body to land on it hurt. Pain shot up her leg, temporarily paralyzing her lower leg, and she quickly rolled away.

"Gaaaaha! Fuuuuuuck!" She wailed. She found herself sitting with her back against the ropes, looking back at Natalia. This had gone on long enough. How the hell did she even see her coming with her eyes rolled in the back of her fucking head? Bullshit. She had to put this bitch down.

But first she had to get up, and her knee was slowing down her progress.