Heather vs. Barbara: Falls count everywhere match

Falls count everywhere, Hentai moves allowed

Come on Barb, it´s your time now! Your time...huh? Oh, ok...
Sayuri was a little surprised when Barbara already stepped beside her as she had her prepared for her first Friction match. The tag team scene in Friction was low for up and comers like Barb wire, so they had eagerly accepted the offer for a match singles match.

Neither of the girls had problems with fighting a veteran. Sayuri did not because she knew that Barbara was an absolute beast in a wrestling ring without remorse or fatigue as it sometimes seemed to Sayuri herself, and Barbara, well Barbara did not care what she was doing as long as Sayuri was happy.

They went out through the curtain under doors by walking right through the stage picture of a street filled with barbed wire under the boos of the audience and stepping into the ring where Barbara turned to the stage with a mighty roar as challenge for whoever would come down the aisle, breathing heavily under the watchful and also a little worried eyes of her girlfriend.

When Heather found out she was going up against a tag team girl, she didn't think too much of it. She knew nothing of the girl or her partner and she figured this would be a bit of an easier match. If she wasn't skilled in singles competition, Heather figured she could take advantage and pull off a nice win for herself.

Soon after Barbara made her entrance, Heather's music hit the speakers. She crawled out onto the stage area, the arena filled with the dark blue light as she was bathed in smoke and green laser lights, her face and arm glowing in the blue light with the purple glow paint she had on. She crawled down to about mid-ramp, standing up and raising her arms in the air, pyro shooting out from the entrance. She ran down the rest of t he ramp, sliding into the ring and going to the middle rope, putting her hand in the air, pyro shooting down to the ring.

She jumped off the rope and went to the center, dressed in her usual purple fishnet top, black bikini top underneath, black skirt, purple and black striped stockings, and black boots. She walked up to Barbara, narrowing her eyes a little. "Hope you understand what you're getting into. Gonna make sure to show you what it's like the be a singles competitor."

"I don´t think you know what you are getting into, Miss Sunderland. Barbara is going to beat places on your body where you did not even know that you had places to start with. I feel a little bit sorry for you to be honest."
Sayuri answered for Barbara in a serious voice, unsure how far her partner would go when she was really getting in the mood to maul someone and did not have to look for her little partner in a tag team match, while the Blonde was just waiting for the bell to ring so that she could waltz forward with a shoulder block. Not that the smaller Japanese girl would mind if Heather was destroyed harshly, the girl was looking gorgeous, and Sayuri was sure there was also fun in this for her.

Heather waved off Sayuri's words. If she listened to them any more than just acknowledging that she said it, they could end up getting into her head a bit. She just shrugged it off, keeping the grin on her face.

With the bell ringing, Heather prepared herself for Barbara's offense, taking a deep breath before bracing herself. She saw the girl coming straight at her for that shoulder block, Heather quickly going to slip and sidestep it. She tried to get behind her, attempting to leap up and hit her in the back with a dropkick.

Not much of a tactician, Barabara did not really think that Heather would actually sidestep her that early, so her first steps and also her first move ran into the wide space of an empty ring, and also earned her a dropkick. And not even Barbara Lamere could fight against gravity, so she tumbled a step into the ropes after she had been hit in the back.
"Pft!"
Air escaped her nostrils when she turned around slowly, fixating the quicker wrestler with a murderous gaze before waltzing forward again, seemingly unfazed from the dropkick she had received, in an attempt to get her into her clutches and throw her backwards.

Heather grinned at first as she was able to avoid her first attack and hit her with that dropkick. She thought she got a good hit on her right away, but when she turned back to her and just gave her that look, it stunned her a little. "Gh.." She grit her teeth, trying to shake away her surprise as soon as possible to get right back into it.

She went to attack her again before suddenly feeling her grab and toss her backwards. She yelled out, stumbling and rolling backwards from the force, groaning. She blinked, looking up at her, trying to use the ropes to help herself get up as quickly as possible to go on the defensive.

In contrast to many other girls of AFW, the blonde giant had no qualms about forcing a referee to actively count against her. But the best of it all was probably that it was unnecessary for her in this kind of environment.
"You are getting butchered here, miss Sunderland. Told you so..."
Sayuri chirped from the sidelines, putting her hands behind her back in a girly like gesture while Barbara would attempt to grab Heather around both ankles and yank her body up with a single motion to send her flying again. Sayuri knew that Barbara had a lot of fun with things like this and was probably starting to enjoy herself in the match.

Heather grit her teeth at those words from the sidelines. She definitely didn't need to hear the taunting right now. She shook her head, pushing it in her mind that this was just the beginning. It may be looking bad, but she was going to turn it around and she was going to do it immediately. Right as she was thinking that though, she felt those hands grab her ankles, causing her eyes to widen.

"Uwah?! H-hey!!" She yelled out before she was sent flying, slamming back down on her front on the mat. She groaned out in pain, squirming a little.

"Gh. Hardly worth my time."
An annoyed snarl started the brief sentence Barbara had left for Heather while slowly walking forward, letting one of her arms rotate like the arm of a windmill before attempting to pick up the near champion for a gorilla press to throw her over the top rope into the waiting, although cushioned barricade outside in a feat of strength.

Sayuri clapped and hooted once outside for this thinking of her partner. although cameras would probably follow them around, the smaller Japanese would have very much preferred a more private setting for a more, *private* phase she had in mind.

Heather gasped as she was lifted up like that. This girl was very strong, Heather needed to use her speed to her advantage as much as possible in this match. She saw what she was about to do..and while it was about to hurt very bad, she thought this may be an opportunity for her. She shut her eyes tightly as she was lifted up, thrown over the top rope and to t he outside.

She yelled out loudly, slamming into the slightly cushioned barricade, almost knocking all the air out of her. She groaned in pain, wincing as she fell to her side, though trying to push and roll herself to the apron, looking to get some of her body underneath, desperately trying to ignore the surging pain that was going through her.