Entropy Belt Match

She couldn't remember how young she was, but Natalia assumed she must have been a pre-teen the first time she scissored a girl uncouncious. It had felt great. And it was feeling great now too. Natalia's legs were made for this, crushing people. Although Natalia always tried to control it, this time she let herself feast on her sadistic side and enjoy Taylor's agony.

Natalia's legs were so tense that Taylor's punches barely made them easy the pressure, and The Dream quickly began to twist her body from side to side, to avoid offering Taylor any clear target and to increase her suffering. She didn't worried about the bruises, a couple of weeks not wearing skirts was well worth crushing this bitch.

"It is...kind of sad..." Natalia said with honest pity in her voice, mixed with a mocking amusement she didn't bothered to hide. "You could have been so much...and yet...." Natalia made a pause to sigh. "You are just Akashi's pet..." The Dream would state as-a-matter-of-factly. "You are doomed to live under her shadow...and that is one pretty damn BIG shadow..." she added bursting into laughter.

Natalia was talking some serious shit, and Taylor wanted to rip her face off. The frustration of being so completely helpless was enough to make her want to cry.

She knew she had to tap. She could feel the warm-and-fuzzy drowning feeling coming on, her vision was gradually going dark, she should just save herself the trouble and tap. There was no getting around it. She picked up one hand, raised it up above Natalia's thigh. The crowd gasped in anticipation of her submission. But instead of tapping, she balled up her fist and shoved her middle finger in Natalia's face.

Little by little her arm sagged until it rested on Natalia's leg. The very concerned ref jumped in to check Taylor, lifting her arm and giving her a shake. She was out. The ref urged Natalia to break the hold.

Natalia gasped too in anticipation of Taylor's submission, but the punky girl was just too stubborn. The Dream simply smiled and squeezed tighter as she saw Taylor giving her the finger. "Stupid Taylor..." she said, knowing that a submission is always a better deal than a knock-out, specially when there is still one fall to fight!

It took less than a second for the refgirl to jump at Natalia's legs to try to break the hold after having confirmed Taylor was out, but Natalia didn't let go just jet. She kept crushing Taylor's throat for a little longer until the terrified referee threatened her with DQ.

Just then The Dream opened up her legs, putting one of her boots on Taylor's face to push her away disdainfully. Then she got up and went to her corner to recover some air and energy for next fall. The hardcore Natalia fans cheered loudly and began chanting her name again, but the majority of the arena seemed to be booing her now, and Natalia didn't seemed to care...actually the sly smile in her lips hinted that she was enjoying it.

Taylor flopped limply onto her stomach as Natalia got off of her. The referee began frantically attending to her, and several long seconds passed before she began to wake up. The ref pulled her up into a sitting position and soon she was able to hold her head up.

"Can you continue?" The ref asked.

Once she had remembered what happened, Taylor scowled. She didn't even want to look at Natalia and her stupid smug face. Taylor's face turned bright red and she shoved the ref off of her and laboriously got to her feet.

"I'm fine. Ring the bell."

She made her way back to her corner on wobbly legs and leaned against the turnbuckle with her arms across the top ropes to hold herself up. Across the ring was Natalia, looking very pleased with herself. She couldn't stand her, she wanted to wipe that smirk off her face and beat her down but she knew she couldn't get carried away with hating her. She had to be smart. She was going to kick her ass anyway, she'd worry about how she felt about her afterward.

"Feels pretty good doesn't it?" Taylor called to Natalia. She fixed her pigtails and smoothed down her skirt, straightened her pads. She began to shake out her arms and legs and took a deep breath, hoping that she would recover her strength and roll through this third fall. She still felt weak, though. Her body didn't feel like it was going to be able to give her the explosive speed she relied on, and as much as she tried to block out the feelings, part of her doubted that she was going to pull this one off.

Another deep breath and she looked around at the crowd. She would kill to be able to see Johnny or Akashi right there. She needed encouragement badly, but she knew that she was in this alone. Love and support and guidance were all things to get before setting foot in the ring, but now it was all on her. Her hands shook. She could do this. She closed her eyes for a moment and told herself that she was going to win. Most of her believed it.

The bell signaling the start of the third and final fall rang, the crowd cheered, and Taylor walked out of her corner toward the middle of the ring. Her energy was coming back, but not like it was a few minutes ago. She stood up straight and locked eyes with Natalia and reached up with one hand to wave for the crowd, and as they cheered her she gave Natalia a sly smile and a wink.

"It does" Natalia answered casually when Taylor called her. She had that mischievous smile in her cute face that was a kind of a trademark for her, although unlike the usual one this time it lacked any lustful desire, this time it was kind of wry, and matched perfectly the cold blue fire in Natalia's eyes.

Hearing the bell Natalia left her corner and assumed her usual wrestling stance. She was soaked in sweat and her left arm still hurt badly, but besides that and a swarm of bruises she felt fine. The Dream was used to long matches and outlasting her opponents was a strategy that had granted her many victories.

The Dream answered to Taylor's wink by blowing her a kiss as she pushed the air over her shoulders with both hands, asking her fans to pump it up
. The crowd roared again and soon it became that there wasn't a single fan in the arena who hadn't picked up their side on this battle and was being as loud as possible about it.


"Lets end this, Taylor-san" Taylor was a tough cookie, Natalia could tell by how well the punky wrestler had recovered from the KO, but 'even tough cookies crack' Natalia thought. She then made a few fake attempts to lock up, trying to test just how drained her opponent was before finally making one real attempt to catch Taylor's shoulder with one hand and her arm with the other in a classic lock up.

Taylor did her best to save her energy and give herself time to recover. That meant pushing aside her usual strategies and meeting Natalia head on. Thank god they were about the same size, though Natalia was built a little bigger, Taylor was more tightly wrapped.

"Yeah. Let's get you out of here so you can start your film career."

When Natalia came in, she clinched with her, slapping on the usual collar-and-elbow tie and giving it a sudden burst of energy, hopefully to surprise Natalia. She gave her a quick push back and immediately threw up her knee at Natalia's stomach.

"Oh...how nice of you..." Natalia said sarcastically as she locked up with Taylor, she tried to maneuver in the tangle to set her opponent in position to lift her up, but before she could do that, Taylor nailed her sexy tummy with a hard knee.

"Ughhhh!" Natalia groaned grimacing as she partially doubled over, leaning into Taylor a bit. The knee hadn't been as hard as the ones Taylor had given her at the start of the match, but after 2 rounds of fighting it had a very similar effect, leaving The Dream panting for air and stuneed for a second.

"Haa!" That had to hurt.

Taylor pulled Natalia into a side headlock, pulled one foot back and kicked out Natalia's leg while she threw herself back. She fell onto her back, trying to pull Natalia down with her and plant her headfirst on the mat. That would make her think twice about locking up with her, and if Natalia wouldn't find success there, what did she have left? Aside from cheating.

Natalia tried to push herself away from Taylor but the punky girl didn't let her go anywhere. Soon her head was trapped under Taylor's armpit and the blue-eyed cutie knew very well what was comming next. "No no no..." she protested but there was no way to stop it.

"UGGH!" Natalia groaned as she was nailed to the canvas, luckily she had managed to put her arms in the way, but that didn't prevented her head from hurting horribly leaving her further stunned. The Dream laid on the canvas face down, holding her head as her body trembled and she whinned. The pain buzzing in her skull and spreading through her neck.

Taylor sat up, clenched her fists, and let out a feral scream. The crowd cheered. Natalia was hers. She owned her.

She was breathing hard, still feeling a bit weak and winded, but she couldn't stop. She threw a leg over Natalia's prone body and sat down on the small of her back. She reached around and grabbed Natalia's left wrist and pulled her arm across her neck and over her right shoulder. She set her feet on the mat in front of her and pulled, her shoulders and her back straining with the effort, to lift Natalia's upper body up, bending her spine and squeezing her throat at the same time. She didn't bother trying to lock up her right arm, she wanted to keep her hurting.