Chloe Mason vs. Valley Doll - Best Foot Forward

Valley swore, she could hear Chloe smiling behind her. She’d encountered her type before, far too often in these types of matchups, and she knew well how women like this operated. It was never enough for them to just win a match and do damage to their opponent, they had to make everything so personal, too. That would’ve been irritating in normal circumstances, but now, in a Humiliation Match? It was a big advantage.

As if to prove that point, Chloe made every moment under her heel as degrading as possible. The twisting. The grinding. The stroking that almost made it feel good in a weird way - this was a woman who knew how to work her feet, and she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t feeling woefully underprepared in this department.

She just had to endure. One second, two seconds, three, four, and-

Chloe let up a second earlier than Valley expected, which would’ve been enough to take her by surprise on its lonesome. That was nothing compared to what came next, however, as she was suddenly whipped around and slapped in the face with the same foot that Chloe had used for it. It was a surprisingly deft move, and Valley would’ve been impressed if she wasn’t so busy seething with rage.

The referee stepped away, making some distance between them, which turned out to be the exact thing she wanted. The moment she had a clear shot, Valley burst out of the corner and charged hard for Chloe, leaping up at the last moment and shooting her legs out hard for a Shotgun Dropkick to the chest.

It wasn’t quite the same as having her foot shoved into Valley’s mouth but this was still very nice. Despite how seemingly limited her style could be at face value, there was so much she could do with her feet that Valley couldn’t even believe. This was like taking a knife to a gun fight, the Californian was completely unprepared for what Chloe had in store for her. Even then, it all wouldn’t be as effective if Chloe didn’t know how to work her opponent mentally. Perhaps that was the reason why she had loved those kinds of matches. Even a veteran like Valley could see how much the mental side of things can determine the match and one could win without the need to throw a kick.

Chloe relished in the feeling of pressing Valley’s face into the turnbuckle, crushing her under her foot even appreciating how soft her hair is. She had flair when it came to mentally toying with her opponent, amplifying the humiliation even more. And once she turned her face round, only to smack it with her sole, Chloe grinned even more. Perhaps Valley can see her smiling as well as hearing her.

The referee stepped in, pushing the blonde away, Choe holding her hands while her expression was as if she was innocent and playing by the rules. This was hardly going to get her disqualified, Chloe knew the rules better than anyone and she didn’t need to hear the same orders for the hundredth thousand time. She shrugged her shoulders, feigning ignorance before she would avert her gaze to Valley…

…Right as she came in with both feet drilling her chest. A Shotgun Dropkick had Chloe flying back to the other side of the ring, smashing onto the turnbuckle as she gasped for air. Her arms draped on the top ropes, the one thing helping to keep her on her own two feet. The ex-commissioner shook her head, completely taken aback by such a manoeuvre. That's the problem with making them angry. Especially once they get their hands on you.

Or feet, as it so happened.

Chloe had a great pair of legs, but Valley’s were nothing to be scoffed at, either, a fact she proved when her kick connected and sent her foe flying into the turnbuckle. She got a lot of good momentum with that one, great impact, and the effect was immediate and satisfying - she practically launched the younger woman. Right to the turnbuckle, too. Convenient.

In most times, Valley would’ve come and just kicked Chloe in the chest, laid her out with a few stiff shots to the chest...and she would get to that sort of thing, eventually. But given the nature of this match, she felt obliged to try something different. A little more sinister.

While Chloe was recovering, Valley popped back to her feet after the dropkick and moved in, ducking low as she closed the distance. She grabbed the ropes near her opponent, raised her leg, and shot it out towards Chloe’s throat, pressing her against the turnbuckle for a tight choke. Just a way to return the favor for her earlier treatment.

Completely taken by surprise by how the tides turned on her, Chloe gasped after taking a mighty kick from Valley. Had she been anywhere else than the ring, Chloe would have fallen onto her back after being sent a great distance. But she managed to keep herself standing after this, just needing a few seconds while she catches her breath. If Valley was so kind as to allow that.

Hard to ask for goodwill when you pissed someone off.

Chloe would eventually have karma bite her in the ass as she felt Valley’s foot pressed onto her throat. The blonde clutched on the leg, trying to pry it away, yet even she knew that was to no avail. Valley’s legs were nothing to scoff at, and she was fuelled by getting revenge after the treatment she had gotten from the corner.

But the ex-commissioner knew that just as she abided by the five-count rules, so would Valley. Lest she gets disqualified, an outcome that neither blonde wanted. Still, this was going to be a long five count, but she’ll have to endure and bear it with gritted teeth.

Turnabout was fair play, right? Something like that?

Valley liked the sound of it.

It was definitely the thing most on her mind when brought the fight back to Chloe and drove her into the corner with her foot. She couldn’t deny, she was being a little vicious about it, driving hard with her weight to make sure the maximum pressure was hers. After the bumpy start, it was the least she could do.

There was one problem here, though.”2! 3!”

Valley was highly aware of the count, but like her opponent, she wasn’t about to let these seconds go to waste. She twisted her foot, made it really hurt, dug her toes in deep, and waited until the referee was just about to make the final count before pulling her foot away…

...but not before giving Chloe a slap in the face with her sole. Evening things up.

Smirking, Valley skipped back to the center of the ring and waited for Chloe to come back into the fight, enjoying the crowd’s reaction. More than a few cheers coming her way.

Chloe couldn’t blame Valley if she was a bit too rough with the corner choke, but that didn’t mean that she liked it all the same. Of course, you’d hate having the same treatment done to you, which made those seconds more agonizing than they should. Chloe’s eyes were shut as they couldn’t begin to budge that foot off her neck, the toes digging into the flesh. Her legs kicked about as she clenched her teeth. Those seconds felt longer than it should. Too long. Valley wasn’t humiliation orientated, but she definitely knew how to maximize pain. Something she was well versed in.

Eventually, Valley would bring her foot away, letting Chloe gasp and bring in air to her lungs. But the inhale would be interrupted with a harsh slap of Valley’s sole, snapping her face to the side. The foot choke she would let slide. But the sole slap was a grave offence to the ex-commissioner. She wasn’t going to take that laying down. Chloe’s smirk was replaced with a glare. One that could freeze the Californian native to the bone if she wanted.

Chloe took the time to get some air inside her lungs, coughing out as she straightened up tall. Chloe soon stepped in swiftly towards Valley. One would think that whatever Chloe has in store for Valley, she would see it coming. But as soon as she came in close, the ex-commissioner moved to the side, sidestepping towards one side before she dashed in yet again. Her left leg leading the charge as she fired off a roundhouse kick, the instep of her foot swinging just underneath the ribcage. The blonde immediately hopped off her right leg to launch the same kick, the same part of the foot but towards Valley’s cheek despite whenever or not the first one lands. Chloe would then send another kick with her left again, her toes flexed back and aiming just above the breadbasket, looking for some needed vengeance.

Valley would really have to give her props to Ace and her designer when this was all over. The new attire had been something of a rush job and a surprise after already having her new Tension outfit created, but she’d wanted to come up with something special for Chloe after their little meeting. Her girlfriend had been the one to suggest a barefoot variant of her original outfit, something more suited to kicks, and she was quite pleased with the results. It had been a long, long time since she wrestled barefoot, it was something that Slamazons had outright banned, but she’d forgotten how fun it could.

Maybe not so much for Chloe at the moment, though.

If the glare on her face was any indication, Valley’s opponent hadn’t liked the turnabout at all. That suspicion needed little confirmation, but it happened anyway a moment later - as the Slamazon was moving in to followup, Chloe turned into a burst of chaotic, violent motion.

A kick lashed out, striking Valley hard in the midsection, knocking the wind clear out of her.

Another one followed up soon after, this one going for Valley’s face. The only reason she managed to block this one was because of her already having her arms up, and it still knocked her to the side a bit.

Chloe’s final shot was a blow towards her midsection, but it didn’t connect. Valley threw herself back at the last moment, moving out of her foe’s range just in time, saving her from a nasty hit. She wouldn’t stay out of that range long, however, as she threw herself back in with her leg raised, attempting to nail Chloe in the chest with a push kick, hoping to send her into the ropes and force those legs to do anything besides kicking the crap out of her.

Her attire fluttered in the wind as she charged in, something that was unlike the other attires she would have wrestled in during her time in AFW. As if wings were literally propelling her towards her foe as quickly as possible. Usually, she wouldn’t have shown this kind of expression to Valley, but she wasn’t going to accept that corner choke that Valley did. Yes, Chloe did it first, but she didn’t appreciate karma hitting her this hard. Especially when Valley did it barefooted. And Chloe was going to pay her back for that slight to her. Only then will they be even.

And that started with the kicks that she thrown towards Valley’s direction. Swift and packing power in those legs, Chloe intended to let her Californian foe taste the same power that knocked her out last time. And the first one was the best start to that, clearly knocking the wind out of her. The second didn’t quite have the impact that she was looking for, only hitting her arms instead, but it still did knock her to the side. The next one would follow up just as nicely, she thought.

Only that it didn’t have an impact. Much worse.

Chloe’s foot swung without a target to strike, Valley moving out of range just before it landed. Which would have had Chloe exposed if she didn’t have that follow-through, her body twisting and stopping as her side is facing forward. Her leg wouldn’t touch the ground however and instead swing back the other way as Valley comes in with an attack of her own. A hook kick was the perfect inverse to the roundhouse. Instead of the instep, it would be her ideal sole that comes to strike Valley’s cheek. A perfect and satisfying way to make up the missed two kicks.

Valley was learning all sorts of things to do. For instance, she’d never known how much a kick could really rattle someone, since she’d so often been on the giving end of them and not the receiving. Taking them like this was a fresh, new feeling. Expanding her horizons in a way.

Oh, and she wasn’t aware that Chloe was this dangerous when pissed off. Definitely something to take note of.

She’d thought she would be able to slow down the woman’s advance, hoping to fill the gap she’d made with that push kick. She’d noticed that her opponent’s foot hadn’t lowered, and figured this would be an ideal time to try. How much could she do from that position?

It was a strong, solid assumption, but that didn’t mean it was true. She found that out the hard as she charged in and even started to go low for a sweep kick, only to get a smack for her troubles. Right on the cheek, too, with a hook kick, if her guess was on. It wasn’t the most damaging move on its lonesome, but it had caught her totally off guard, left her stunned, and that was more than enough to leave her stumbling and off-kilter. She went a few steps, then dropped to a single knee, shaking her head before she grabbed the rope and tried to pull her way up again.

Hook kicks, while looking very flashy and somewhat nice looking to see, aren’t usually the best kick to throw in a fight. There were always others that can do more damage and net better results. But used in situations where the objective is to stun and catch them off guard is where it truly shines. The hip involvement, the use of the upper body to “snap the whip”, as they say, making sure the weight is transferred onto the extended leg. Which meant that the recovery after the kick is much more robust but the result is more power, selling out everything into this one.

Hearing that audible smack of her curled, wrinkled sole onto Valley’s cheek was more than worth it. It isn’t quite bitch slap levels, but it was close.

Chloe expected that Valley should have known better, but it seemed the exposed back and the extension of the leg was too good of an opportunity to miss. Valley would pay for it dearly, being left stunned and dropping onto a single knee.

Now that was an opportunity she couldn’t afford to miss.

Chloe wouldn’t waste time in pressing forward, charging right in while she is on the ropes. She would leap up and swing her leg towards Valley’s head, firing off a kick that would be much more powerful than a hook kick: the Glimmering Warlock.