Ladder Match(Natasha vs. Anja)

Glad to have avoided the ladder with a baseball slide, Anja turned around to see Natasha quickly in action again. This brought a dirty grin and a battle loving, slightly mad impression to form a face that had spelt pain and loss for a lot of opponents. Beside a nice pair of tits, her opponent sure had a sense of making a fight difficult and therefore funny for the Blonde.

Intending not to dodge in any way, she'd attempt to run in the slide of the kicked ladder ad push against her so that it would bounce back while she was also sent back by the impact.

Natasha had come to a rest after her sliding kick in time to watch in stunned amazement as Anja charged right into the ladder she had sent flying towards her, the ladder knocking the blonde woman back but it also came right back at her in the process. Natasha brought her feet up so that the ladder run into the bottom of her feet instead of her legs or chest, stopping it in its tracks before she rolled to the side and out of the ring.

That ladder was now well beyond salvaging so she had to find another one to reach the briefcase with, Natasha grabbing the biggest of the ladders from around the ring before sliding it into the ring, herself following after.

Anja was once again thrown back and down with the impact of the ladder with a sick thud sound. She began to feel the limits of her endurance and constitution after so many hard hits when she rolled away from the ladder and crawled back to the ring on all four, coughing lightly in the process.

A careless observer could think that Anja was about to have enough, but anyone who knew her closer would know that she was not done in any way when she heaved herself up until her face showed up slightly under the first rope.
"COME ON! THAT'S IT? NO WAY!"
She yelled before heaving herself up more with the same pained and crazy impression she was always wearing when things got really heated up.

Natasha wasn't the type to savor inflicting pain in a match nor did she like to draw out a match longer than she had to, that was one of the reasons she preferred submissions as she could end a match early on without having to resort to heavier hitting moves that came with a high risk of injury. Anja however was not going to let her end this match quickly as everything she could dish out the blond woman could take and keep on coming, it becoming clear to Natasha that she was going to have to throw everything she had and more at Anja in order to keep her down long enough for her to climb the ladder.

Hearing Anja shouting out to her Natasha dropped the ladder she had been carrying onto the mat and turned to face the woman, bringing her hand up and beckoning for her to get in the ring. "Then get in here already and fight me, otherwise I'm gonna climb this ladder and beat you Anja!"

Anja rolled in the ring, standing up slowly until she was on both feet and her slow movement turned into kind of a steam engine locomotive who took on with a slow movement and would turn faster and faster.

"...My pleasure..."
She growled while snorting like a bull with air wishing over her grimly grinning face until she would reach Natasha to hopefully put her into a lock up again and force her into a corner of the ring with the both of them pressed together. She had already seen that the French had a good memory and knew how she usually fought people so she needed to be innovative here.

Natasha kept her eyes fixed upon the blond Raven as the woman climbed back into the ring, her smiled never leaving her face even as Anja came bearing down on her like some kind of wild animal as she heard her growling as she ran at her. Natasha stood her ground but with the speed Anja had picked up she couldn't keep the woman from pushing her back towards the corner, Natasha knew it was inevitable so beyond a little resistance she didn't fight Anja as she was pinned back in the corner of the ring.

"You do know how to bring the fun Anja." Natasha said with a smirk as she pulled Anja a bit closer in the lock up so their breasts mashed together, the french woman then dropping one hand from the woman's shoulder. With one free arm now Natasha would try to drive her fist up into Anja's stomach, trying to use their breasts to hide the punch.

Fletching her teeth like an animal about to unleash all its fury on a rival but still keeping up a thrilled impression, the Blonde was all over Natasha when they finally reached the corner. She did indeed not see any fist or other move coming in against her while they were pressed together. The closer the better for the girl as she had her knee aimed and going at the side of Natasha when she was hit by the fist while her hands were grabbing at the second rope for stability and leverage.

"Ngh!"
She grunted after the hit and shifted involuntarily in the direction of the hit

While Natasha typically didn't rely on her striking to help her win a match, much preferring to rely on her submission skills instead, this was a match she couldn't win by making Anja tap out, instead she would have to keep hitting the woman until she didn't get back up fast enough to stop her from climbing that ladder. That was easier said than done as Anja was a notorious glutton for punishment, but Natasha wasn't going to back down from this fight and she proved just that as she drove her fist up into the blonde's midsection.

Her shot to the woman's body had not only connected but also managed to stun her for the moment, but that didn't stop Anja's knee from continuing on as she had thrown it before being hit herself. Fortunately for Natasha her punch had turned Anja just enough to side that her knee only grazed her side, the french woman wincing from the hit but otherwise emerged unharmed and ready to continue.

"Anja whats it going to take to get you to stay down?" She thought out loud before she grabbed onto the top ropes on either side of her and lifted herself up so she was sitting on the middle turnbuckle. Once there Natasha would bring her knees in close to her chest and then try to lash out with both feet, kicking Anja in her chest and hopefully away from the corner.

"That's a question dozens of girls already tried to find out."
Anja grunted back at the question of Natasha with strain in her voice from the pressure that was first put on her chest from the second rope. First thing that had come to her mind was a tilt a whirl power bomb, but that maneuver would have been risky, uncontrollable and dangerous at best in their current position.

So she decided to go for the obvious and less flashy solution for a high jump with a split on the third rope to hopefully let Natasha kick out in thin air woth the Blonde hopping to simply slide down from her split and tangle up. arms first, with Natasha who was still clinging at the second rope.

Natasha was at a lost for words as the Raven leaped over her kick and performed a perfect split on the top ropes, the french woman barely keeping herself from falling off her perch upon the middle turnbuckle in the process as her kick missed wildly. Her first thought after adjusting to what the girl had just done was to push her off, but the woman wrapped her arms around her forcing Natasha to do much the same as the two became tangled up.

"You're not climbing that ladder before me Anja." Natasha let out, thinking to herself that there was simply no way she was going to allow Anja to win after all she had gone through in their match thus far.

Trying to take advantage of Anja being up higher than she was Natasha would drop her feet to the ground and lift up on the blonde woman, trying to hoist her up onto her shoulders as Natasha stood straight up. The french woman would then go for the rare power move by dropping down onto her knees and hopefully bringing Anja slamming down onto her back hard with a power bomb.