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Mon Oct 14, 2019 12:10 am by wrestleryu

Hi there guys. I'm mostly seeking female opponents for mixed wrestling matches to be played here or discord. I'd play my boys as either uppity jobbers or switches, depending on scenario settings and personal likings ;p

Since I'm being quite active on discord recently, here's my discord for those who may like to add me:
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Powering down for a few Cycles...

Thu Oct 03, 2019 4:40 am by Tarantulust

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Hello one and all.

First, I would like to apologize for the delays on my threads. I have been pretty silent over the past few weeks on this site, and I haven't been posting as much as I regularly do. I have been trying to keep up, and post something everyday, but at this point, I'm calling it.


My job is winding down, which oddly enough means my workload is at an all time high. Megatron is making me work overtime, and with the past three weeks being some odd …

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In the words of Zoltan Chivay, "Long to tell, life is shit"

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Post by Yori on Sun Sep 15, 2019 1:47 pm

Her arm drifted off the rope to think against the mat as Ellie was dragged from the corner. Her pigtails leaving a trail behind her with each tug until she was laid to rest in the middle of the ring. The rookie groaned softly, letting her head pull to the side to eye the ring… she wasn't sure which one. Was this it? Was Rose setting her up for some manner of finishing technique.

"Ngh…" Ellie started a bit at the weight of the redhead lowering down on top of her, surprised a moment later that it hadn't been harder. She turned her head slightly, peering up at the other woman looking over her through bangs hanging in her face. Her thighs shuddered as the domme started to grind up against her, reddening her cheeks as she had so easily done all match.

When the woman reached out to take hold of her breasts she murmured a soft plea to stop, at least she thought she had but all that came out was a whimpering little moan. She squirmed under the woman's touch, lifting her arms at the elbow on the mat but seemingly incapable of reaching out to stop her. She panted softly at each rub, bring worked down into the ring as if the woman on top of her weighed several tons and not just a bit more than her.

"Two!"

She closed her eyes, arching her back slightly but not enough to get her shoulders up before sinking back into the mat. Her fingers pawed at the air ineffectively as she moaned again, louder now. Slowly her arms dropped back to the mat leaving her laying under Rose, no longer fighting. It was over…

Until Lyla came flying towards Rose, legs thrown wide to land herself on Rose's shoulders. The Irish lass snapped her legs around the woman's head like a bear trap, not looking to leave anything to chance. She would throw her weight back sharply, trying to drag the redhead forward head first into the mat with an implant hurricanrana, looking to do as much damage as possible while simultaneously saving her partner.

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To be honest, Rose was almost hoping that Ellie would break out of the pi fall, and not simply for the obvious reason. Yes, beating her about was a treat, a great way to show her dominance and display her power for the world to see - but, truthfully? She thought she’d done an exemplary job of that so far, enough to erase any doubts.

Now, she wanted to see just how much Ellie could take. How much fight she had in her. She would take a pin, but watching this woman’s flickering flame was hypnotic. She wanted to watch it flicker just a more, to see it withstand her test. There had to be a little more resistance left for her to crush.

But she could feel the struggles, the weak spasm, the faint attempts at escape. The will was still, but Ellie’s body wasn’t in any shape to carry out its wishes, a crushed shell, lifeless and limp. Ellie had put up a valiant effort, but her time in this match was over.

Or so Rose thought, until a familiar pair of thighs materialized from nowhere and wrapped around her head. ”What-“

Rose had considered that Lyla might try to intervene, but she’d figured that Thorn would be able to intercept her in time, that she and Ellie would be able to continue their fun while her partner tried in vain to save her - a quaint little scenario. She was wrong on that count, and hadn’t seen the hurricanrana coming at all. She didn’t even know the move could be executed on a sitting opponent, but she was painfully aware of that, now.

The move spiked her skull into the mat and left her lying on her back, staring up at the ceiling and hissing through her teeth. Her hair splayed all about her head in a vibrant halo, and all she could do - for the next few moments, at least - was writhe on her back and wonder where her partner was.

The answer? Close. In fact, Thorn has jumped in a second after Lyla had, but while she was fast for a woman her size, she wasn’t quick enough to outrun a woman with less than 100 pounds of weight to slug around, especially over a short distance. Really, she was kicking herself for not being on point the moment Rose went for the pin, but damn it, they were so hot and she was getting into it…

Well, spilled milk. She was in now, moving in behind Lyla to greet her from behind as she rose, reaching out to wrap her arms around the redhead from behind. ”Hi, sugar tits.”

Thorn pulled her in close, squeezing tight, and jerked hard to lift Lyla off the floor, pulling her up and over and sending her flying to the far side of the ring, putting all of her power behind a massive German Suplex.

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Post by Yori on Sun Sep 15, 2019 7:24 pm

Lyla didn't even have time to revel in the moment or at the very least get a good look at how sexy Rose looked after being laid out by her. The iron grip of Thorn had clamped in around her, lifting her up off the mat before she had even left her knees. She probably could have expected it, but even if she had the result likely would have been the same. There wasn't a way she could have saved Ellie without facing some manner of punishment.

This particular punishment had her heaved backwards though the air like a paperweight, twisting in the sky before gravity dragged her back down to the mat on her head and shoulders, folding her up backwards on impact so her ass was suspended in the air with her legs stretched over her head in a bridge, toes almost touching the mat. She unfolded with a graceless flop, letting out a heavy breath of pain and regret.

"Ugh… yep… that sucked." She grumbled in monotone more to herself than anyone else who may have heard it. The Irish woman let out a small groan, sluggishly trying to pull herself up to a sitting position.

Ellie was left panting on the mat, the lingering sensation of Rose on top of her a sad echo of her hungry body. She likely would have stayed like that under the woman for an eternity but the reason why escaped her. She hadn't been overpowered par say… it had just felt so good she hadn't wanted it to end and now that it had, she felt wanting. In that way it was worse than any real pinfall or submission, you generally never hoped to be put in those positions again.

She could feel the ring shaking, though what could have caused it was well beyond her at the moment. She slowly peeled her back off the mat, rolling over onto her front to find herself nudged up beside Rose. Sleepily she looked at the other woman on her back, surrounded by a sea of vibrant red hair. There was a fun light in her mind that saw an opportunity, a far cry in the dark to capitalize. Reaching out as far as she could, she extending an arm to deal across Rose's chest before she collapsed back to the mat, giving her the simplest and weakest long shots at a pinfall that was humanly possible.

"One!"

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‘Back me up. Keep an eye on the illegal woman. Break pins. Break me out submission holds, but only if I give you the signal.’

Rose groaned as she remembered the relatively simple instructions she’d given to Thorn when it came to her place on the apron. She loved the woman, she swore, but she was far too easily distracted, and that was something they would have to work on in the coming weeks. Once the other teams got wind of their dynamic and figured out how inexperienced she was, inattention would be the sort of thing that would cost them matches.

Judging from the unmistakable sound of an Irishwoman being flung around the ring, it was safe to say that Thorn had at least made up for her error, and that Lyla wouldn’t be providing anymore interruptions for a while. Good, now, she could-

”Hm?” She perked up as Ellie’s hand slid across her chest, a not unwelcomed sensation. The woman had a little more life in her than Rose had first guessed. Enough to cop a feel, at least. Maybe all that head trauma was finally knocking something loose.

And then she heard the count, and all at once, everything clicked, her eyes shooting wide open and a look a sheer shock morphing her face.

000]”2…!” A second could be a long time, but in this case, it was far too short for her liking. That hurricanrana had been the first real attack that Rose had suffered all match, but it had caught her off guard, and the effects weren’t easily shaken off. It took effort, true effort, to get her body going and cut through the fog, as she put everything into hurling her body upwards.

”Thr-”

The referee was just bringing her hand down for the final time when Rose jolted up like a woman possessed, flipping on top of Ellie’s body in the process and straddling her waist. A wry, wild grin cut across her lips as she looked down at her opponent, her chest heaving at the exertion, heart beating at staccatto pace. ”If you wanted to cuddle, all you had to do was ask.” In half of a reward and half a punishment, Rose reached down and brought Ellie’s face between her breasts, wrapping her in a tight smother and making good on the promise she’d made at the start of all this.

Thorn, meanwhile, was looking on all of this with mounting relief. She’d started back when she heard the count, but there was no way she could’ve gotten to Rose in time to break, with her back turned to them at the time and realizing the situation far too late. It was a damned lucky break that her partner had the wherewithal, and all of this just confirmed that they had to give their opponents at least a medium level of attention, that they could still lose this despite their advantages.

Her head clear, she moved back to Lyla and dipped down, grabbing her by the head with both hands and hauling her to her feet. She spun the woman about and reached out to wrap her arms around Lyla’s midsection again, making sure to grab capture her arms as well, and scooped her opponent with a tight reverse bearhug. A crushing, painful move, especially with an opponent this small, and one that allowed them to face the same direction at once. ”Let’s enjoy this show together, hm?” She began to move back to the corner, dragging Lyla along and giving her punishing squeezes to ride out her resistance.

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Face down against the canvas, Ellie hoped. She wasn't sure how much more she had left to give, but if she could somehow manage to take Rose out of the match there was a chance still. She could make a tag to Lyla and rest up best case scenario. Worse case, Thorn would come and take her out leaving it one on one with Lyla. Regardless of the outcome, those odds were better than the alternative. When the second count hit she thought she might go have done it, stolen an unlikely pinfall…

Then Rose sprang back to life, tossing her limp arm aside and simultaneously rolling over on top of her, putting the rookie onto her back again. She had been so run down up to this point, she had next to nothing to give, letting the woman sure up her straddle without even contesting her position as the redhead got comfortable. It was hard not to catch sight of her exposed chest at this angle despite her best efforts not to stare and less than best efforts not to be just a bit turned on by it all.

Ellie came easy into Rose's arms with a defeated sigh, not sure what was about to happen. As she was drawn closer her cheeks burned red hot, finding her face buried in the woman's cleavage. Her cheeks mashed up against the woman's breasts as she tried to turn her head from one side or the other, looking for a pocket of air. It was humid, the air nonexistent. But still she found herself almost enjoying the softness of it all and the tight hug around her head.

Her hands hand up to either side of Rose's side under her arms, palms pressing up against the redhead as she was weakly trying to push back and free herself. Her boots dragged along the mat in squirming struggle, far too drained to kick or buck, so they just slid across the ring, trying and failing to gain any purchase.

Lyla was hoisted upright with a grunt, having the wherewithal try try and stop herself from being grappled by throwing an errant elbow at Thorn's abdomen as she was hurled to her feet. The Irish woman found herself still being whirled around with powerful arms entrapping her in a firm embrace.

"Hrgh! Let go you... whatever a big Austrian animal is. I don't know what to liken you to for insult purposes!" The pink haired girl growled, jerking her body about in a hard struggle for freedom that only saw pause when Thorn applied a tight squeeze that had her wheezing. She kicked her feet, trying to put the bigger woman off balance and finding no real change in the hold. She was being taken further and further away from Ellie as Rose began to smother her. Without Lyla to break it up, she didn't have much faith her partner would be able to get out of this one.

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Post by acuya on Mon Sep 16, 2019 6:19 am

Thorn gave Lyla an extra hard squeeze, really grinding into her as she hauled her back towards the corner, getting her as far away from their partners as possible. The referee didn’t look like she was too hot on them being in the ring while they weren’t legal, but she didn’t move to separate them. For now, her focus was on the middle of the ring, and the mounting possibility of this match’s first elimination.

”Australian. She chirped, with just a bit of edge to it. "Don't think you'd much care for me calling you Scottish, would you?” Thorn ran her tongue down Lyla neck as they finally made it to the corner. She leaned back on it for support, grasped her wrist tight to secure the hold, and proceeded to just lay back, applying on the bare minimum of muscle necessary to keep Lyla under control. The woman was feisty, it wasn’t the easiest task, but she was secure for the time being.

She settled and leaned forward, planting soft kisses on Lyla’s neck and looking out for any errant headbutts. ”Just relax and let them enjoy the moment, sugar tits. Your turn’s coming, I promise.”

Rose was indeed enjoying the moment, though she realized how fleeting of a thing it was. Ellie could not possibly know how close she’d come to winning the whole match and how much she’d terrified Rose with her little stunt. Even ignoring that it would have decimated the aura she wanted to create, could Thorn have won this match on her lonesome? Maybe, maybe not. She was far stronger than either member of Bangarang and Ellie was haggard, but Lyla had shown some surprising skill earlier. If she could get Thorn in a submission hold once, she could do it again, and with Ellie keeping them focused on the task…

They weren’t odds she wanted to contemplate, and thankfully, the point was moot. Ellie was going to sleep, here and now.

”It’s okay, Ellie.” Rose’s legs slithered about and locked in with her opponent’s, snagging them and pulling them apart in a grapevine. She didn’t pull it out, however, and just used the hold to keep her struggles to a minimum, enforcing her will. She also took the opportunity to grind their groins against each other in slow, powerful humps, giving Ellie all the pleasure she could on her way to dreamland.

[colo=#cc0033]”Just let it happen. Sleep. You’ve fought well, so well, and you deserve a nice, long rest. It’s going to happen, either way, so just enjoy it. Close your eyes, sleep…”[/color] Rose craned her neck down and planted a soft, tender kiss on the top of Ellie’s head, as she clenched the hold and brought her into the deepest shadow of her breasts. A hot, sweaty world, devoid of light.

”...and dream about me.”

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"Same difference T-800… it's not similiar. Ireland doesn't even start with the same letters as Scotland." She breathed out through her lips, letting them flat with an exacerbated pfft. It was pretty clear that she wasn't going anyplace in Thorn's arms now, so she had settled down to just watch now. It may have helped That she had a tongue sliding up her neck, which pleased her to no end.

"You need a new nickname for me. That one is getting played out." Lyla murmured softly, leaning her head to one side to grant Thorn easy access to kissing her neck where she seemed to like it most. Unlike Ellie, the spitfire who never surrendered, her partner was more of a realist. She tried to fight off the larger Aussie. She failed. She might as well enjoy the affection. Watching Ellie get smothered was admittedly pretty sexy, but she preferred being involved to watching.

Ellie's body twitched with every grind of Rose's body to hers. Trapped helpless beneath the woman, struggling to breath and unable to topple her in her weakened state. In the darkness she let out muffled moans unable to fight them from spilling out she was being teased like this. Her attempts to simply escape had faded, opting to try and shift her hips away from the torturous pleasure being forced on her.

Her mind was a clouded haze of encroaching slumber and uncontrollable lust. She wanted to tap… To spare herself this humiliating end. But she couldn't bring herself to do it. To admit defeat to this was unthinkable… and in the back of her mind she wanted it, wanted this woman to keep mashing up against her, to give her that release to the building tension in her body. It was a face on two fronts and no matter which won she would lose…

Her eyelids lowered, shallows breaths becoming labored with nothing more to take in. Her fingers laced, sliding slowly down along Rose's side to loop likely on the mat… she was still. Rose had robbed her of consciousness and left her wanting on the mat. When the rookie had gone still for too long, the referee knelt beside the two. Taking the girl's wrist in hand she raised it up then let it fall.

Once.
Twice.
Three times.

Ellie had been eliminated.

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Post by acuya on Mon Sep 16, 2019 7:50 pm

Thorn eased up as Lyla’s struggles lost their fire and the lovely lass gave in. It probably would’ve made more sense to crush the life out of her from a tactical standpoint, but frankly, she didn’t want to risk damaging the goods, here. She and Rose would have enough power to beat Lyla handedly on their lonesome, assuming she even put up much of a fight from this point on. The competitive part of the match was pretty much over now, after all, and she seemed like a smart enough woman to realize that.

She gave Lyla’s neck a rough bite after that little comment, digging in her fangs for a hot second, before she went back to kissing and licking the spot she’d just savaged. ”I’m up for suggestions.” She buried her face into the red mane, peeking out with one eye to keep on watching the show. “We got a lot of time to come up with a new one.”

The reason for that was obvious, as Rose put the finishing touches on her partner, riding out her the last vestiges of her resistance in a dominating smother. It was the perfect way to finish Ellie off, titillating and effective, lustful and dominant, and fun for both of them - at least, Rose assumed her opponent was getting a fair measure of pleasure, as she slid their bodies together and sought out every inch of contact she could find.

Ellie put up a good fight until the bitter end, struggling with her last breath, but this end was inevitable. The lights went out. Her body went limp. The fight flew from her. The referee’s count was merely to confirm was anyone could see.

Eliminated.

The crowd cheered as Rose stood from over her defeated foe - while they hadn’t been on her side throughout, they did approve of the sensual way she’d ended things, at least. Not that she could’ve been bothered to notice. She only looked down at her former opponent, watching her sleep, her face blank. Thinking. Pondering. It was enough to make Thorn pause her work on Rose’s neck for a  moment, unsure of what her next step should be. Did she want her to let Lyla go? Wait?

She decided soon enough, and dropped down to her knee by Ellie’s side. Dragging the younger wrestler along the mat and under the bottom rope. She came to the outside and held the Briton in her arms, cradling her tenderly, and set her down on top of the announcer’s table with the care a mother would save for her sleeping baby. She doubted the smother would put her out for too long, but she wanted Ellie to be comfortable until she woke, and out of harm’s way.

That done, she made her way back into the ring the way she came, hopping to her feet and striding towards the opposite corner from Thorn and Lyla. She stretched out as she walked her, extending her arms to their full height and giving her chest full freedom, eyes closed, as if she were just waking up from a pleasant nap. Getting all the kinks out. Nice and refreshed.

She reached the corner, spun about, and finally set her attention back to the women across from her, zeroing in on Lyla. Her hair draped across her face and covered it in shadows as she pointed towards her fellow redhead. ”Your turn, your pick. Who do you want to start off with?”

Thorn snickered and abruptly let go of her hold, freeing Lyla - though ‘free’ was kind of a relative thing. She shoved the smaller woman forward with a rough, playful push, and hopped up onto the turnbuckle. She was eager to get back into the game, but willing to let their little victim choose the path of her sensual destruction. No need to rush.

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Lyla tensed at the bite, kicking one of her legs back to crack a heel into Thorn's shin. It was fine with the bigger woman wanted to be in control, it wasn't as if the Irish woman could really stop her at the moment but she wanted to make it clear this was only going so swimmingly because she had stopped fighting it. If Thorn wanted to get rough instead of saucy, she could easily make this terrible for the both of them in protest. Her angry furrowed brow softened as the Aussie went back to nursing the wound though, her annoyance sated.

"Something a bit sexier sounding than sugartits. You aren't a 50s gangster and I'm not a whore… in the legal sense." She murmured that last bit under her breath after a small moment of reflection. Thorn burrowing about in her hair almost got a surprised giggle from her. It almost seemed a bit too playful for the large woman. To get a bit cheeky, Lyla leaned her head from side to side, purposefully trying to block Thorn's vision until she met some manner of verbal protest or physical rebuke.

"Shit… you missed the best part." Not as though anything had really changed, in true she had only half been paying attention to the slow defeat of her partner. She did hope, for Ellie's same, that she had enjoyed it for what it was. She knew the girl well enough to know this was a topic of discussion she would never be allowed to bring up without offending her friend, so she had to pull her own meaning from it all. In truth, she didn't even know what sort of preferences Ellie had relationship wise. It wasn't something they ever talked about, at least Ellie never did.

"...What's she doing? Ellie is eliminated." There was a hint of a growing degree to her voice as she watched Rose look over her friend. She assumed the worst with having been blond to many of the small details the other redhead had used to ensure that while she ran Ellie down, that she wouldn't do lasting harm. The Irish lass squirmed again, fists balling up. She was setting something up, something big and nasty on the announcers table.

Then Rose walked away leaving her visibly perplexed. She still have the other woman a skeptical look through slightly narrowed eyes… only admiring her bare chest a little bit while she couldn't be caught staring. Her sudden release had caught her off guard, stumbling forward with arms flailing before catching her balance. She turned on her heel, looking over both women.

Lyla tugged at the inner edge of her top, adjusting her boobs as if being in the bearhug had disturbed how they rested inside their cradle. She looked indignant, though the faint smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth gave away it was mostly for show.

"You had your fun." She gave Rose a dismissive upnod, the Irish girls own brand of trying to shoot her away. It was telling of course to tangle with the woman she hadn't gotten to wrestle with yet, especially given she was already topless and looking like a million bucks even glossed with a thin film of sweat. Thorn was her gal though, the two of them had been having fun all match so she saw no reason to stop now.

"Square up Shorty." She fixed her gaze at the larger woman having to point her chin upward to meet her gaze. On slightly bouncy steps she moved away, waiting for the two to make the appropriate tag to get things rolling. She looked ready to go, jokingly shadow boxing while she waited.

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Post by acuya on Tue Sep 17, 2019 7:26 am

Thorn welcomed the fight from Lyla - well, not totally, getting kicked in the shin like that was a wee bit annoying, could’ve done without that. But the woman had a lot of fight left in her, which was definitely a good thing. While she had no qualms with a complete submissive, she preferred her subjects with some fire to them, the ones who needed to be worn down before they accepted their place. Made the whole process so much satisfying on both ends, in her experience.

”Nothing wrong with that. Some of my best friends are whores in the legal sense.” She said it nonchalant, just a simple fact of her life. Though she’d never slept with her clients, she didn’t begrudge people who did, firmly believing people should use their bodies as they saw fit. Just a quick thought, as she got lost in the lovely mess that was Lyla’s hair, searching for her skin through the strands.

Her moment was cut short when Lyla’s struggling came back with new life, having to clamp down tight to keep her captive secure. It was cute, really, to see the woman show such concern for her partner, and Thorn couldn’t help but wonder how this little relationship had come about - the two of them seemed to be in the hazy spot between friend and something more serious, if Thorn’s sixth sense was on point. But Lyla’s concern wasn’t founded. Rose could be cruel, dominant, even downright evil, but attacking an unconscious opponent would never be her style.

She didn’t vocalize it, though, letting Rose’s action show that by themselves, as her partner left Ellie alone and came back into the ring. Thorn released her, the offer was made, and now they just had to wait for the answer.

Lyla, as usual, didn’t disappoint, answering in the sexiest, cutest way possible and selecting Thorn. The Aussie’s gaze mirrored her opponents, wild and playful, practically reading her mind. The two of them had been brushing up against each other from the start, and while their partners had their fill of each other, their hunger had only grown. It was time to finish what they’d started. ”Dance with the girl that brought you, huh?” Thorn kicked off the turnbuckle, landed on the apron, and slapped hands with Rose as she sashayed on over. ”I dig it. You and me, no interruptions.”

She began to make her way through the ropes, ducking down through the middle when Rose raised her hand to stop her. She leaned Thorn’s way with a sultry sigh, licking her ear before she came in for a whisper. Despite all the sensual trappings, though, her words were plain and honest. ”Not every wrestler could counter a punch into an armbar. She’s good. Stay sharp.” She tapped their foreheads together. ”Take it slow to start. Feel her out, not up.”

”Can do both.” Thorn nodded, cracked her knuckles and moved past Rose, raising her fists as she neared. ”Got it.” She kept up a confident air, standing tall and imposing, but she knew her partner was dead on. Experience was on Lyla’s side here. Enough to nullify 100+ pound weight disadvantage? Only one way to know.

She came in the same way she’d done at the start of the match, throwing a right cross hard towards Lyla - or pretending to, anyway. She pulled it back halfway, making a feint, and brought the real punch in from below with a left uppercut aimed at Lyla’s solar plexus.

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