Estela vs. Shamiqua
Women's Division Match!
As one of the most popular Women’s Division wrestlers, Estela had a huge fan following. With her pretty face, voluptuous body, warm personality and fighting spirit, it was easy to see why Estela was so popular. But despite her popularity outside of the ring, Estela’s results inside the ring were mixed. Having only competed in two singles matches to date, she had won one and lost the other, the loss being her most recent match against Peaches. But in her other two matches, the bikini Wrestler of the Year contest and a 3 Way Dance against Barbara and Adina, Estela had fought gallantly, but was unable to earn a victory in the end.
After training for several years in both Mexico and the Dominican Republic; starting from the time she was a teenager; Estela was an established Luchadora who had come to America to make her mark on the wrestling world. But as of yet, she had not yet been as successful as she wanted. Anxious to establish herself as an elite fighter, Estela was delighted to finally be receiving an opportunity to compete in another singles match and would be facing Shamiqua, the Women’s Division most intimidating wrestler.
Possessing a tall, powerful body and ornery personality, Shamiqua was very well respected amongst the other women, and the ideal opponent for Estela to establish her credibility as a top Women’s Division competitor. Although Shamiqua was a dangerous and menacing opponent, Estela was not intimidated, and in fact looked forward to a tough, hard fought match.
Unlike her opponent, Shamiqua was not looking forward to the match. Feeling as if she had been discriminated against, the hostile Shamiqua had demanded a championship match, though that request had been denied with the explanation that she had lost her first championship opportunity in a brutal match against Flora. Shamiqua then competed in the Bikini Wrestler of the Year Contest, where two of her competitors teamed up to eliminate her. She was then subsequently forced to compete in the Amateur Elimination Tournament, after having been voted one of the fan’s LEAST favorite Women’s Division wrestlers. Angered by the results of the voting, Shamiqua went on to quickly and definitively dispose of her opponent in the tournament.
Still determined to fight for the championship, Shamiqua was again angered by the decision to deny her request and instead pit her against Estela. She threw a fit in the manager’s office after hearing the decision, but then stormed out with an ominous warning.
“I’m gonna dominate this girl so bad that you ain’t gonna have no choice but to put me in against the champ!”
So as the night of the match arrived and Estela stood in the locker room, stretching before the match, Shamiqua’s arrival created quite a stir. Pausing her exercises to greet her opponent, Estela was surprised that Shamiqua ignored her greeting while knocking over a couple of chairs which were surrounding her locker. Estela stood and watched quietly as Shamiqua angrily tossed the chairs across the room before starting to get dressed. Startled by her opponent’s volatile entrance, Estela continued to stare at her innocently, finally drawing Shamiqua’s attention.
“Whatchu staring at?!?!?” she barked at the sexy Dominican, prompting Estela to shrug her shoulders and walk away, resuming her stretching as Shamiqua slipped into her black bikini and short, black wrestling boots.
Dressed in a white bikini, Estela concluded her stretching and took a gulp of water as Shamiqua stood in front of the mirror, shadow boxing. Estela watched her for a moment, but was then called to enter the arena.
”Good luck tonight!” Estela said in a final attempt at sportsmanship before walking away, Shamiqua once again ignoring her though she began to grumble angrily to herself.
”Don’t need no luck!” she grumbled as the announcer’s voice could be heard in the background.
“Welcome to another night of Women’s Division Wrestling! Our first match tonight features two women who are both trying to achieve a title match, so let’s get right to it! Our first competitor, from the Dominican Republic by way of Mexico, stands 5 feet 7 inches tall and weighs 145 voluptuous pounds. Please give a warm welcome to ….. ESTELA!”
The crowd erupted in cheers as Estela burst through the doors and began a lively trot to ringside. Slapping hands with the fans along the way as she smiled widely from the raucous ovation, Estela continued to jog until she finally made her way up into the ring, skipping around it to show her appreciation to the fans by waving and blowing them kisses. But the enthusiasm was soon tempered as the announcer continued.
“And her opponent tonight, from the mean streets of Detroit, standing 5 feet 8 inches tall and weighing 150 pounds of pure power, please welcome ….. SHAMIQUA!”
Pushing angrily through the doors, Shamiqua began a determined walk toward the ring to a flurry of boos. Walking at a slow, measured pace with her face curled into a scowl, she kept her eyes glued up into the ring, focusing on Estela as she strode forward. She showed little interest in the fans, though it was hard not to hear the cascade of jeering which they were bestowing upon her. Finally making her way into the ring, she marched to her corner, turned and again glared across at Estela, who was bobbing in her corner, rolling her neck and shaking out her arms and legs.
The two women remained in their corners as the crowd buzzed with anticipation, clearly partial to Estela. The announcer then climbed out of the ring as Shamiqua continued to stare down her opponent, who did her best to ignore the intimidating glare. The referee then stepped forward and within seconds, the bell rang to start the match.
Reacting quickly, Estela skipped to her right, her curvaceous body clad in a white bikini and matching boots as her long, wavy brown hair flowed down well below her shoulders. She leaned forward as she moved in a circular motion, ready for anything Shamiqua had to offer. Her opponent was much less animated, storming straight ahead as if to challenge Estela to meet her in the center of the ring. The Dominican continued to circle, but then accepted the challenge by charging at her. With both arms stretched forward Estela lunged at Shamiqua, but the powerful brunette fended her off with just her left arm while spiraling her right arm backward. The powerful limb gained momentum as it rose, the authoritative thrust of it driving her up onto her toes as it began to descend. As Estela tried to control Shamiqua’s left arm, she was oblivious to the impending attack as her athletic opponent delivered a ferocious chop to the left side of her neck.
Striking the nerve-filled crux between Estela’s neck and shoulder, the blow caused the Dominican’s knees to buckle as her head collapsed to the left and her face twisted in pain. Her neck and shoulder instantly began to tingle as the pain quickly shot down the side of her body. With Estela momentarily anesthetized, Shamiqua then grabbed hold of her left wrist and used it to lift Estela’s limp, left arm, flopping it across Shamiqua’s right shoulder. The powerful Detroit native then gave a loud and angry grunt while aggressively lifting her knee into Estela’s stretched midsection.
”OOOMMMPPHHH!” moaned the pretty Dominican as she was lifted onto her toes by the brute force of the blow before faltering forward, her left arm still stretched across Shamiqua’s shoulder.
With the fans booing Estela’s dazed condition, Shamiqua then propped her flopping opponent upright, reaching down to callously dig her fingers into Estela’s soft, inner thigh. Squeezing the supple skin angrily, Shamiqua used the grip to hoist Estela into the air, upending her in the process. With her fingers embedded deeply and tightly into Estela’s skin, the Dominican began to shriek in pain as her body was lifted, her long, brown hair falling toward the canvas as her legs shot upward.
”IIIIEEEEYYYYEEEE!” screeched Estela as the pain grew severe, her high-pitched squeals louder than the fans boos.
With the Dominican’s legs stretched vertically, Shamiqua then allowed her to drop, Estela’s body falling in the same direction it had risen until finally she crashed, face-first, to the canvas. Landing brutally on the front of her body, Estela bounced upward once before falling to the canvas, writhing in pain as she instinctively got to her hands and knees, trying desperately to massage the pain in her thigh. Squirming while in the kneeling position, Estela was in agony as she softly whimpered in pain.
Lifting her arms to flex her muscles; the first display intended for the fans; Shamiqua was greeted with a cascade of jeers as she stood over her fallen opponent. But she then moved closer, reaching down to snatch a handful of hair from the back of Estela’s head as she yanked it upward. She then moved closer and spread her legs, pulling Estela’s head between them before clamping them tightly together to trap it between her knees. With Estela still on her hands and knees, Shamiqua then abruptly dropped to the canvas, driving Estela’s face down into it.
Sprawled apart on the canvas, the Dominican lay face down, her arms strewn to her sides as her legs lay flat below her. Shamiqua meanwhile pushed herself onto one knee while staring down at her writhing victim, a hint of satisfaction on her face before she grabbed a handful of Estela’s long, brown hair and ripped her onto her feet. She then grabbed the side of her bikini bottom and used the grip to hoist her high into the air before dropping her hard to the canvas in an awesome body slam which jarred Estela’s spine. The pretty Dominican again sprawled apart on her back, arching it in evidence of the effects of the debilitating slam.
Shamiqua moved in quickly again however, snatching Estela’s hair with both hands to again heave her upright. Switching her grip to clench hold of Estela’s arm with both of her hands, Shamiqua then tossed the embattled beauty across the ring, sending her charging toward the side ropes. Bouncing off of them, Estela rumbled helplessly back toward her eagerly awaiting opponent, her large chest shuddering wildly from beneath her bikini top with each fast paced step she took. Upon reaching the center of the ring, Estela’s midsection was met by the straightened leg of her attacker, the sole of Shamiqua’s boot skewering her midsection and impaling it with tremendous force. With her face twisting in pain, Estela doubled over while gurgling loudly, Shamiqua moving closer to wrap her arms around the bowed beauty’s waist and secure a tight grip around it. She then hoisted the folded Dominican’s body, upending her in mid air before dropping her downward, Estela’s arms spreading out to her sides as she fell.
Landing squarely on her shoulder blades, Estela’s legs curled upward upon impact, her toes touching the canvas above her head before her legs unfurled and her body dropped flat against the canvas on its’ back. The collision had shaken the ring and drew a gasp from several of the fans due to its’ ferocity, Estela showing the effects as she remained flat on her back, her arms spread to her sides as her chest heaved up and down from her heavy breathing as she stared blankly towards the ceiling.
Shamiqua paused, once again flexing her muscles as the fans booed her heartily. Se had begun an impressive display of her strength and power, and with Estela flattened beneath her, the effects of her dominance were evident in her victim’s trampled condition. Bending her legs at the knee, Estela remained flat on her back, a large, ugly bruise colored purple and dark grey now visible on her inner thigh where Shamiqua had earlier clenched hold of her skin.
Turning her attention back to her fallen opponent, Shamiqua stepped between Estela’s spread legs, reaching down to grab hold of them and secure her grip. Pulling upward, she lifted Estela’s lower body, heaving upward until just the top of the Dominican’s shoulders and back of her head remained against the mat. Looking down at her, Shamiqua for the first time, muttered something at Estela.
“Sorry girlfriend, but you standing between me and my title fight, so I gotta remove you forcibly!”
With that, Shamiqua yanked back on Estela’s legs, pulling her back off of the canvas while falling backward herself. Estela sailed upward, her body flying through the air and headed toward the corner as Shamiqua released her grip. Sailing forward, Estela’s chest slammed against the top turnbuckle in the corner, her neck snapping forward upon impact to drive her pretty face down into the padded cushion. Estela’s body quivered at the collision, her arms falling over the top rope as she hung limply from it. Shamiqua meanwhile backed into the opposite corner, and after a brief pause, began to charge forward, lowering her shoulder as she motored across the ring.
The fans began to yell a warning to the drooping Dominican, and Estela was able to envision what was coming. She hastily locked her arms over the top rope and used the grip to propel herself upward, her feet lifting until they landed on the middle rope. Unable to stop herself, Shamiqua powered forward, her head driving through the ropes beneath Estela before the top of it slammed into the pole in the corner. The fans erupted with cheers as Shamiqua’s body slumped down onto the middle turnbuckle, Estela perched above her before dropping down onto her back.
With the crowd cheering her on, Estela landed hard on top of Shamiqua’s back before wrapping her legs tightly around Shamiqua’s waist. Although dazed, Shamiqua nonetheless was able to slowly push herself onto her knees, Estela crossing her ankles in front of her powerful opponent’s stomach to attach herself to her. Shamiqua grabbed the top rope and used it to push herself onto her feet as Estela wrapped her arms around Shamiqua’s head to secure herself. With the Dominican’s arms squeezed tightly around her face and covering her eyes in the process, Shamiqua wandered blindly forward, her opponent perched on her back while trying desperately to clasp her legs in a rigorous strangle hold of Shamiqua’s midsection.
The sight was quite comical as Estela rode on her opponent’s back, clenching tightly to her with both her arms and legs. Sightless, Shamiqua continued to stumble around until finally she bumped into the side ropes, moving awkwardly as Estela squeezed her body with all of her strength. Leaning against the ropes, Shamiqua began to stumble along them until reaching the corner and feeling the turnbuckle as it pressed against her body, took a few steps forward while facing in toward the ring. She then suddenly burst rearward, ramming Estela’s back against the corner in the process.
The Dominican’s body recoiled upon impact, though she kept her legs fastened to Shamiqua’s waist. She was then carried forward a few steps before again being rammed against the corner. With her back already aching and unable to withstand much more punishment from the jarring collisions, Estela finally uncoiled her right arm from Shamiqua’s head and quickly began to deliver a flurry of short, stiff punches into it. Unable to extend her arms far enough to deliver maximum power, the blows were nonetheless effective, although her powerful opponent, unimpeded, once again slammed her against the corner.
With her face wincing in pain, Estela nonetheless tried to tighten the grip of her legs even more around her opponent’s belly in order to weaken Shamiqua further. She then, again, began to punch at Shamiqua’s head, although her attempts did not prevent Shamiqua from pounding her back against the corner a fourth time. With her efforts failing as Shamiqua stumbled forward once again, Estela contemplated hopping off of her attackers back, but instead chose another course of action. Rather then drop down, she opted to go up, lifting her right leg and dropping the back of her thigh onto Shamiqua’s shoulder before repeating the undertaking with her left leg. Now seated atop Shamiqua’s broad, powerful shoulders, Estela tightened her thighs around Shamiqua’s head before again beginning to drive a series of blows down onto it. Now able to more fully extend her arms, the added intensity of the blows became obvious.
With Estela now riding higher on Shamiqua’s body, the powerful wrestler was no longer able to ram the Dominican against the corner. And the effect of the blows to the head had finally begun to achieve some benefit for Estela as Shamiqua stumbled across the ring, trying frantically to reach up and grab at the Dominican beauty. As they drew closer to the opposite corner however, Estela halted her punching attack and instead launched her own arms straight over head while leaning backward slightly before throwing her own weight forward. The momentum caused Estela to tumble downward, and as she kept her thighs clamped tightly to Shamiqua’s head, pulled her down in the process.
Estela plunged downward, and as the top of her shoulders hit the canvas, she rolled forward, squeezing tightly onto Shamiqua’s head to pull her over as well. Completing her roll, Estela’s legs launched her opponent forward, flipping it over until the back of Shamiqua’s legs flew over the top rope on either side of the corner. With her back striking the turnbuckles and her body upended, Shamiqua’s legs bent over the ropes, and her body fell beneath them, the powerful attacker now trapped in an upended and compromising position. With her legs curled over the top rope and the back of her knees resting against it on either side of the corner, Shamiqua’s overturned body dangled from the corner. With the crowd cheering frantically for the athletic maneuver and turnaround in the match, Estela slowly began to push herself onto her feet, reaching back to grab at her aching back. The punishment it had taken was evident in her pained moves, but gradually Estela got to her feet and marched up in front of her hanging foe.
With her fans encouraging her, Estela launched a furious attack, stomping away at Shamiqua’s ribs, midsection and chest. Each blow sent Shamiqua’s dangling body into a flailing fit, her body recoiling as Estela continued to wail away at her. The ref moved in to intervene, but by the time Estela heeded his warning, the damage had been done. She backed away for a second, watching as Shamiqua’s body withered off of the ropes, but the Dominican then pushed the ref out of the way, grabbed hold of the trapped wrestlers’ calves and rolled them off of the ropes, sending her rotating back into the ring before she landed, face down, near the corner.
The still weary Dominican paused while dropping back into the corner, once again reaching for her aching back as Shamiqua writhed below her. The attack on Shamiqua’s head, and then body, had left the once powerful woman reeling, and though she pushed herself up onto her elbows, she went no further as Estela continued to stare down at her while breathing heavily. The fans continued to shower the Dominican with cheers as she caught her breath and recovered from her aches, quickly lifting her arm to acknowledge the adulation, though doing so in a very reserved manner. Though Shamiqua was down, Estela knew that she was still dangerous, so allowing herself just enough time to recover, she then resumed the attack.
Pushing out of the corner she walked over to the fallen Shamiqua’s side, gazing down at her back. She then turned and dropped down, landing her wonderfully curved butt down into the small of Shamiqua’s back. The butt drop caused Shamiqua’s head to jerk upward, and with Estela now seated alongside her, facing away from her flattened foe, the Dominican reached back and hooked one of her arms around Shamiqua’s neck, while grabbing her thigh with the other. She then began to pull on each, causing the downed warrior’s back to arch painfully as she was folded backward.
Now on her side, Shamiqua’s back was wedged tightly up against Estela’s as the fiery Dominican continued to heave on her neck and leg. Shamiqua flailed her arm upward, but then gathered her strength and rolled her body so that she forced Estela to roll backward with her. Before she knew what happened, Estela found her shoulders pinned to the canvas as her legs shot upward, kicking and thrashing wildly. The ref dove in and began to count, reaching two before Estela was somehow able to lift her left shoulder just slightly off of the mat. With the count stopped, Estela released her grip of Shamiqua’s neck in order to free herself from the rolled over ensnarement. Getting up into a seated position, Shamiqua turned and watched as Estela did the same, the two scrambling back to their feet at just about the same time as the crowd buzzed with excitement.
Without hesitation, Estela charged at her opponent, firing a huge overhand forearm into Shamiqua’s chest, jarring the larger woman back a step. But Shamiqua retaliated with a ferocious blow of her own to Estela’s large bosom, sending her stumbling back onto the ropes as her chest bounced wildly from beneath her white bikini top. Shamiqua then rushed her, slamming a forearm into the side of Estela’s head which sent jarred it to the side as her long, wavy hair flew along with it. She then lifted her leg and drove a brutal stomp straight into Estela’s gut, sinking the Dominican deeply into the ropes as she covered her midsection and moaned in pain. With her adrenalin pumping, Shamiqua
moved in and grabbed two handfuls of hair from Estela’s bowed head, but the resilient Dominican hastily wrapped her arms around Shamiqua’s waist while driving her shoulder into Shamiqua’s gut and driving her backward. Plowing forward, Estela forced her opponent to backpedal, turning toward the corner before she rammed Shamiqua’s back against it.
Rising quickly, Estela turned and reached back across her shoulder, grabbing Shamiqua by the head before flipping her in toward the ring. Landing hard on her back, Shamiqua’s legs spread open upon landing as her torso lifted off the mat after impact. Estela then began to climb up the corner, getting to the top rope before turning quickly and leaping forward. Attempting to splash her body onto her fallen foe, Estela had not been quick enough in her ascent, allowing Shamiqua to get to her feet as the diving Dominican approached. As a result, Shamiqua caught the flying fighter, cradling her body in her arms before dropping to one knee while extending the other forward. As a result, Estela’s midsection slammed down onto Shamiqua’s knee in a brutal over-the-knee gut buster.
Rolling off of her attacker’s extended leg, Estela dropped to the canvas before floundering on her back while holding her aching tummy. She thrashed about in obvious pain, her stomach burning from the brutal collision as the fans jeered Shamiqua, who got to her feet and stood ominously over the downed Dominican. Watching as Estela rolled onto her stomach before then pushing herself onto her hands and knees, Shamiqua moved alongside her and then savagely punted her foot upward, hammering Estela’s already aching belly with a loud FWUMP!
The battered beauty howled out loud while her body lifted off the canvas from the overwhelming ferocity of the kick, before she plopped over onto her back, once again rolling frantically around while covering her mangled midsection. But her assailant wasn’t about to let Estela recover as she snatched her up by the hair, shoved her arms between her legs, hoisted her into the air and then slammed her against the canvas with a forceful body slam. As Estela kicked one leg up and down whiles flat on her back, Shamiqua stormed around the perimeter of the flattened body before again grabbing her by the hair and ripping her to her feet. She then seized Estela’s wrist and whirled beneath it to twist the limb behind her back, but Estela was able to continue her spin and reverse the attempt. The result was Shamiqua facing out toward the crowd while Estela had her arm bent painfully behind her.
The powerful black woman grunted angrily as she tried to wriggle free, but the weakened Estela kept her at bay by further wrenching her arm behind her back. Again the fans voiced their support for Estela as she had withstood another of Shamiqua’s raging attacks, and managed to turn the tables on her. Estela continued to dance around the ring as her more powerful victim did everything in her power to wriggle free, though her attempts were unsuccessful.
As Estela continued to wrench her opponent’s arm behind her back, she then wrapped her other arm around Shamiqua’s waist while sliding one of her own legs between those of her trapped adversary. She then tried to pull Shamiqua upward, though her first attempt was unsuccessful. But regrouping, she tried again, this time lifting Shamiqua a few inches before dropping her down and slamming the powerful woman’s crotch down onto her outstretched knee. Shamiqua’s mouth opened wide as she sat upon Estela’s knee, her arm still twisted behind her back before Estela then pushed her forward, causing her to drop to the mat.
The fans erupted, cheering as Estela got up and stood over her fallen foe, breathing deeply as she brushed her hair back from her face. Shamiqua meanwhile lay on her side, her legs clamped together as she squirmed in pain, trying to recover and push herself up. She got to a seated position before Estela moved in behind her, kneeling down and grabbing hold of her two wrists and pulling them behind her. She then shoved one knee into Shamiqua’s back to bend her even more deeply. With the powerful woman’s arms now stretched behind her and the center of her body bent forward from Estela’s knee in her back, Shamiqua began to growl angrily from the painful hold. But gradually Shamiqua began to get her legs beneath her, and then push herself onto her knees. Estela struggled to keep her at bay, but her angry and determined opponent nonetheless continued to rise, until finally she got to her feet, Estela forced to rise behind her while keeping hold of Shamiqua’s arms.
The two women trembled from the struggle, but Shamiqua then abruptly powered her body around, whirling her arms to force Estela to break the hold. Now face to face, Shamiqua then charged forward with her arm extended, delivering a short and potent clothesline which knocked Estela flat on her back.
With her long hair strewn all around her head as she lay on her back, Estela looked up as Shamiqua stood directly over her head, her boots stepping onto her hair as she reached down to grab hold of her wrists. She then began to pull up on the Dominican’s arms, her hair being ripped from her head as Shamiqua continued to step on it. With her arms extended straight upward as they were pulled on, Estela’s body was forced upward as well though her hair was trapped beneath Shamiqua’s boots. The Dominican began to scream in protest as the pain in her scalp became unbearable.
After a few more moments of merciless yanking, Shamiqua dropped Estela to the mat, but then quickly yanked up on her once more, again Estela’s head wedged against the canvas as her long, brown tresses were ripped away from her scalp.
“IIIIEEEEEEEEY!” she squealed in obvious pain as Shamiqua repeated the maneuver a third time, locks of Estela’s hair being torn from her head in the process.
Finally Shamiqua dropped her a third time, grabbing Estela by the wrist and ripping her onto her feet. As she did so, Shamiqua turned so that the two were back to back, and then reached back across her shoulder to grab Estela from beneath her chin. Positioning herself so that her stretched opponent’s back was horizontal to her own shoulders, Shamiqua then grabbed hold of Estela’s inner thigh with her other hand, listing Estela onto her shoulders. The distraught Dominican now flat across Shamiqua’s broad and powerful shoulders, her upper body being bent down on one side while her legs were pulled down on the other, her back bent painfully in between. Estela again began to scream from the torturous over the shoulder backbreaker hold as her brawny adversary pulled her apart.
“IIIIEEEEEEEEY!” she howled loudly as the crowd booed the sight of Estela’s voluptuous body being bent in half.
The ref moved in to check if Estela was ready to submit, and barked the question to her. She squealed in pain once more, but then finally responded in a trembling, pained voice.
”No me entregaré” she replied in Spanish, leaving the referee perplexed.
Unable to speak Spanish, he again barked the question at her, “Do you give up?”, but this time qualified the question. “In english …. Answer in English!” he shouted.
Still screaming in pain as her back felt as if it were about to break in half, Estela was nonetheless defiant, and responded with an even more trembly voice, though her conviction was quite clear.
”I ……. Will never ……. Give up!” she groaned, prompting Shamiqua to pull on her arched body even more.
“IIIIIIII..E..E..E..E..E..E..E..E!” wailed Estela as the fans continued to boo, though several now feared for the Dominican wrestlers well being.
Shamiqua gave another mighty tug on the stretched beauty’s bowed body, eliciting an even more anguished cry, followed by a tormented Spanish outburst.
“Ay! Justed está rompiendo mi espina dorsal!” Estela yelled in protest, though neither the ref nor Shamiqua understood what she was saying.
Obviously too proud to submit to the debilitating hold, Estela nonetheless was aware of the consequences of her actions, as her Spanish protest could be translated to mean “You are breaking my back!”
With the fans growing more vocal in their protest of the damaging hold, Shamiqua snarled angrily back at them, but then abruptly dropped to both knees, the impact of her landing jarring Estela’s already mangled back even more.
”Ooooooohhhhh!” groaned the suffering beauty as her contorted body rolled Down Shamiqua’s back before dropping to the canvas.
Laying on her side, Estela’s legs kicked furiously as she grabbed for her contorted spine. The pain was overwhelming as she remained on her side, her pretty face twisted from beneath her long brown hair, which completely covered it. Shamiqua stood upright before marching triumphantly around the ring, finally stomping over in front of the prone Estela, who remained on her side. The powerful attacker then kicked her foot forward, ramming the point of her wrestling boot into the Dominican’s vulnerable and wide open midsection. Absorbing the boot, the soft skin of Estela’s belly collapsed around it before it was extracted, the tormented Estela rolling onto her back as her legs again kicked furiously to demonstrate her pain.
Now standing alongside side her fallen victim, Shamiqua then placed the sole of her boot down onto Estela’s chest, flexing her biceps in the process. As the ref dove in, Estela was in too much pain to resist as he slapped the mat three times, counting Estela out. A flurry of angry jeers sprang up from the fans as Shamiqua’s arms were raised in victory, the dominant wrestler enjoying her moment of celebration. As she lowered her arms, she glanced down at her flattened foe, sneering before strolling to the side of the ring, climbing out of it and making her way back to the locker room. Estela meanwhile remained flat on her back, her arms spread overhead as one leg continued to slowly kick up and down. She had fought gallantly once again, but was overpowered by her stronger, more aggressive opponent, leaving Estela with another troubling loss.
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