Sven vs AOBA (Complete)

"UGH!!!" Sven cried out when something hard and made of metal slammed over top of his head, much to his surprise and immense pain. He had thought AOBA beaten and had been using her as a practice dummy to vent his frustrations on. But it seemed the busty beauty still had some fight left in her.

"Uh.....what the hell was - AHHHHH!!!" Another hit with the same weapon, Sven still not knowing what it was, smacked him right across the face. His head snapped to the side, and he was sent stumbling to the side, clutching his face and grimacing in pain.

AOBA manage to smack her opponent with the hard cookie sheet over his head couple times, she drops it in front of her before she fell down on her knee, still a bit light headed from the beating he put her thru.

She slowly pushes herself up and walking over to the guard rail in front of the crowd, she lean over with her back facing Sven, she bend over with her busty breasts hanging which the crowd in front goes gaga from the great view, she grabs the steel chair and fold it up in her hands, she shakes her head to try regain her sense, taking her time to turn around to raise the folded steel chair and aim to slam it down right at his head.

".... huff...... my...... turn..... huff....."

Sven was certainly dazed from being hit by the cookie sheet, shaking his head to clear the cloud that had descended on his mind. He was expecting a further retaliation, but it didn't seem to come just yet. Shaking his head clear of the fog, Sven was ready to fight once again, and turned to face AOBA with revenge in mind.

The first thing he would see was her standing befrore him, holding a steel chair above her head before it came swining down for his skull. Sven'seyes widened in alarm, and he qould quickly try to grab the chair in mid drop before it connected with his head. "Ghg....no...stil my turn," he growled, wrestling with her for control of the chair.

Just when AOBA was about to smack Sven over his head with the steel chair but he caught it to prevent it from getting hit, now both of em struggling to control the steel chair, AOBA determine to win against this horrible deadly man, she hear his words and says.

"Your turn..... is...... over......"

While pulling down the steel chair still trying to bring it down on his head....... if she could do it before he tries anything, she quickly bring her right foot up aiming for his crotch for revenge on kneeing her crotch earlier ago.

Sven would try to wrench the chair from AOBA's hands but the woman held fast to it. Sven was not giving up though. Only one of them would have control of that weapon. "Guh...stupid bitch. just let go of the - UUGHHH!!!" Sven's eyes would nearly bulge out of their sockets after his crotch was kicked, nearly becoming paralysed with pain. Sven would immedaitely release the steel chair and drop to his knees before AOBA, clutching his package in agony. He was certainly in a bad position now.

"Revege.... so..... sweet....."

She manage to kick him hard between the legs, up to his crotch which he release the steel chair and its now in her control. She can see him clutching his crotch, she stares at him for a moment but she couldnt break a smile cause she knows it isnt over yet until she beat this pretty bad heel.

AOBA held the steel chair with one hand and place it right in front of Sven face.... if she could do it, she turn her side like almost pointing her tight ass in front of him, raising her right knee in front and quickly kick back, a mule kick right at the steel chair and into Sven's face.

"Son of a freakin' bitch!" Sven cried out from the pain he now felt was AOBA's cruel kick to his crotch. It was certainly a cheap shot, not that Sven could say such a thing given his tactics. And in NHB match there would be no rules to disqualify either of them. He looked weakily up at AOBA, glaring at her with narrowed eyes. tohse eyes soon widened when the chair wasplaced before him, until it came rocketing into his face.

"GAHHHHH!!!" Sven cried out when it collided with his face, sending him flying backwards. The hit nearly knocked him out, but through some miracle he remained conscious. He collapsed onto the floor behind him, stunned from the attack, groaning in a daze.

AOBA really giving him hell thru both kick in his crotch and mule kick the steel chair right into his face which brings him down on floor. Which its a good thing, give her some time to take a breather but only for few seconds before moving to the apron, finding more useful weapons for the match, should of make this match a Hardcore but its pretty much the same either way.

She pulls out a folded table, a cleaner steel chair and a chain, putting those weapons in the ring before she turn to Sven slowly and looking down at him. "Hardcore...... style....... fun......." She reaches down for his hair to pull him up and also grabbing his briefs to pull him up and tossing him in the ring, he weights more than her so it takes a bit of energy to bring him in, she slowly roll in the ring as well, hopefully she have enoug energy to beat him or else, shes screw.

Sven was in immense pain after beinf struck in the face so brutally by the metal chair. It was very lucky tht he was still conscious after that, but unfortunately that left him with the pain to deal with. Geoaning as he lay there he was granted some recovery time when AOBA started to gather together some weapons and equipment, time which he certainly needed.

When she was done and came to him again he was just about ready, wearily getting back to his feet after he was dragged up by his hair and briefs. He rolled into the ring without a fight, stopping int the center of it, where he would steadily begin to get to his feet again.

AOBA tossed all the weapons she can get- Steel chair, table and metal chain, oh and her weaken opponent, she rolled in the ring but takes her time to gain some energy before she gets up to her feet, she turn to see Sven as she starting to get up himself, but not very fast or even that strong, she's breathing a bit heavily and she needs him to stay down, so she went over to the steel chair, this clean one and pick it up, turn to look at Sven again, she walk up to him with the chair in her hands, she would try to raise it up and uee it to slam right on top of his head if she could.

"Stay...... down...... fool......"