Summer Splash 2023: Gwendolyn Dupoint Bettencourt vs Alaina Sanders: 2/3 falls match

Given her vast knowledge and cultured intellect, more often than not Gwendolyn is supremely adept in regards to predictions. Although the posh heiress would have been sublimely satisfied being proven incorrect in this matter as engaging in fisticuffs was indeed proving to be a disadvantageous situation. Staggering on wavering legs before having her golden ringlets vexingly utilized as gripped handles that smushed her regal countenance into Alaina's broad knee, a strike that thrust her head back with scrunched facials until being mowed down with a cocked back clothesline. "GAAH!!!" Gwen blurted out as the air was knocked out of her lungs once her back splatted against the canvas, sprawled out with only a slight uptick to one of her legs.

"Woooo! How did that feel Gwenniecakes?" Alaina said with a laugh and smile. She bent down yanking Gwen by the hair other feet. She wanted to keep hammering away at this woman any way she could as often as she could. Gwen was a constant rival who had managed to beat Alaina more often than not... clean or dirty. Alaina was out to out-wrestle this woman and overpower her outright. Tonight would be the night of the amazon.

"What goes up must come down right Gwen!?" Alaina said before scooping Gwen up and slamming her down to the canvas as hard as she could! Alaina would flex her biceps and strut around a bit, adding some sway to her hips as she flexed showing off for the crowd while Gwen was down to rub it in as much as she could.

Battered and bewildered after weathering the hurricane of strikes beset upon her, Gwendolyn stirred anxiously after the clobbering barrage until an opened iris brought clarity to her hazed vision as Alaina deftly hefted her up. Alaina's primitively imbecilic taunting always being the bane of their matches as it preceded a seamless slam down into the canvas, as was her adversary joyously mocking the heiress with swishing hips and quite literally flexing over the languishing imperial. "Tch..." Gwendolyn gnashing her teeth as she swiveled onto her front side, winded from the slam but soldiering up regardless as the audience rallied behind the Amazonian fan favorite. Faint calls echoing "One More Time!!!" being overheard and clearly insistent on seeing more of what Allie does best...

Alaina flexed and strut about pointing to the crowd. "One more time? The people want it, so the amazon will deliver it!" Alaina said as she made her way to Gwen yanking her up by the hair. "All right time to send the blonde bimbo crashing down again everyone! Lets go!" Alaina shouted as she had Gwen around the shoulder and between the legs grabbing a handful of Gwens backside. She was ready to lift Gwen up and send her right back down to the mat again, more than happy to stand over her flexing and showing off as the dominant woman in the ring.

What little time Gwendolyn spent wallowing against the ring canvas did little to improve the rattled blueblood's predicament considering no sooner was she on the cusp of standing once more, that Alaina would heft the imperialist by her illustrious curls into deadlifted anxiety. Placating the ravenous peasantry eager to witness the heiress' literal downfall whose own facials grew a slight crimson shade from the clenched grasp on her royal posterior before delivered yet another canvas quaking touchdown. "...ngh...blathering simpleton..." Recoiled up to a seated posture, Gwendolyn seethed while hunched over herself from the searing aftereffects against her spine and backside to raucous adulation from Allie's fanbase. Afterward attempting to salvage her pride via crawling towards the nearby ropes and out of the flexing Amazons' towering shadow.

Alaina sent Gwen crashing down again and the crowd roared! She smiled and pointed to them, flexing a bicep then kissing it. She was riding high and it felt amazing. She knew it, this was going to be her night, a night that would change her career back to being a dominant champion again, she could feel it. This would be big.

"One more! One more!"

"Who am I to say no? Come one Gwennie, lets go for a ride again little girl! Bouncing blonde bimbos off the mat is just so much fun!" Alaina taunted as she yanked Gwen up again by the hair. Alaina stepped forward grabbing Gwen around the shoulder and between the legs, everything clear as day as to what she was going to do next as the crowd cheered.

Alaina's catering to the uncultured peasantry was a welcomed distraction as Gwendolyn grimaced irately from being consecutively driven against the canvas like an imperialistic ragdoll. Scores of attendants reveling in the Amazonian fan favorite's apparent return to wrestling glory against her aristocratic nemesis. A faint hand soothing Gwen's searing back in the shadow of Alaina's posing dominance until she'd wince her regal features from those golden ringlets being shuffled into a clenched handful. The heiress unwillingly yanked back to her wobbled legs and back into the uncomfortable familiarity Alaina has with shifting her arm between Gwen's thighs for a pawed handgrip of her royal derriere. Except a hooked leg behind Allie's calf muscle would stymie any further quaking slams...but not from Gwendolyn. Stamping her boots into the canvas with the same grip applied to Allie, and with one huffed exhale would heft the Amazon off the canvas for a seamless reversal slam of her own~...

Alaina strained to lift the smaller, lighter Gwendolyn and... nothing. Alaina shook her head and opened her mouth in shock as her backside was grabbed with a squeeze as she was the one being lift up! "Wha? No way you... ARRRRGGHHHH!"

The amazon went up and came crashing down with a thunderous impact! The sound echoed through the arena as did Alaina's shout of pain as the ring ropes kept bouncing! Alaina was in shock that Gwen could lift her that convincingly, that easily and slam her that hard at all let alone after Alaina had slammed Gwen silly seconds prior! Alaina weakly kicked the canvas in pain couple times, her inner thigh jiggling and shaking along with the still bouncing ring ropes.

Abjectly mortifying though these last few seconds were, Gwendolyn scarcely begrudged Alaina's habitual inclination towards gratifying her neanderthalic fandom considering it granted the cunning heiress time to concentrate on a plan of counterattack. Opting to unveil the fruits of her own strength fueled training with a tactic specifically tailored against her Amazonian nemesis. Alaina's freight train of momentum running out of billowing steam and ceasing on a dime as Gwendolyn straightened herself out after the reverse slam, glowering vexation on her prudish facials from her own spinal pains after Allie's suplexing sequence. "Tch...Barbaric imbecile. As if a noblewoman of mine own refined pedigree couldn't replicate such a boorish strategy..." Gwendolyn reached down to clamp her foe's auburn haired head to guide her upward, where with one hand situated between those pudge riddled thighs for a clenched grip on her backside and the other arm hooked over Allie's shoulders, Gwendolyn would huff into another scoop slam attempt on the Amazon~...

Alaina groaned as she shook her head listening to Gwen talk. Alaina gasped as Gwen flexed, tensing up squeezing Alaina's backside as she impressively lift Alai a high! Tbe cried was silent as a loud crash echoed throughout the arena as Alaina wad slammed thunderously to the mat! The ring ropes bounced and Alaina howled in agony as she meekly kicked the mat with her right leg twice, her thigh quaking along with the ring ropes bounce as she was laid out, left flat on. Her back devastated by the surprise power of Gwen!