Thrown to the Tigers: Hitomi Ayase VS. Bengal (Iron Woman Match)

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Once again Hitomi's attempt to escapes was a failure and she quickly was taken back to the ring. Once again Bengal didn't continue with the punishment immediately but left the Japanese recovering in the center of the ring while asking the crowd to give all possible support to the hopeless woman.

Hitomi heard all this but to her surprise in addition to booing and phone sounds taking pictures the Japanese could also hear cheers, there were people at that stadium who were genuinely cheering for her. .. That ignited a flame inside her and slowly began to rise. Her body was shaking and she almost tripped but despite this after much effort managed to stand. "That was a mistake...Be-Bengal... I'll end you HERE.

After saying this Hitomi began to run towards her opponent, the tears had disappeared from her eyes and for the first time in all the fight she had a plan, give a punch to Bengal in the face.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

"You couldn't end a - OOF!" Bengal's taunt was interrupted as Hitomi's fist caught her on the chin, sending the Indian woman staggering. Her black hair feathered out behind her as her head snapped back from the force of the blow. She hadn't expected her opponent would be capable of such a fast strike. The cheers for Hitomi grew even louder.

Bengal managed to catch herself in the corner, where she straightened up, rubbing her bruised jaw. Her orange eyes were wide with surprise. For the first time so far that night, the Tiger was on the backfoot. Braced against the ropes, she was vulnerable to a follow-up attack. If Hitomi could capitalize on this opportunity, she might be able to start making a miraculous comeback!

[oWND]

The blow had managed to push back her rival... She could do with this, it was time for her comeback

"LETS GO, NOW IS MY KYAAAAAH"

It was at the time of celebration that Hitomi noticed how her panties were no longer where they should be so she tried to hide it with her pale hands.

"I...I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS"

She quickly looked for her opponent and after locating it she threw herself towards her with the intention of splitting her in half with a spear.

"IAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH"

It was her time and the public was on her side.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Hitomi had pushed Bengal back, but she wasted valuable time trying to cover up her missing panties. Those few seconds gave Bengal a window to recover. She stopped rubbing her jaw, and took up a fighting stance again. She couldn't afford to let down her guard now, not when the match was so close to being finished.

As Hitomi lunged forward, Bengal attempted to counter with a knee strike! She twisted her hips and drove her leg up like an engine piston, aiming at the Japanese woman's chin. She was moving almost too fast for the eye to follow - but would it be fast enough to stop her opponent's spear?

[oWND]

This was her last and best attempt to turn the situation around, the one that she was all proud of and full of energy, and the one that would end in the worst possible way.


The Bengal kick hit Hitomi’s chin which made her spin in the air to fall into the mat with a hard blow on her back, her legs were hanging over her head, It came out foam from her open mouth and the only sign of life that showed the body of the Japanese was the movement of her small breasts when breathing and her body twitching in shock.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal felt a jarring impact radiate through her leg as her knee strike hit its mark. She staggered for a moment, but remained standing. She'd managed to stop Hitomi's momentum, and knock the younger woman onto her back. This still wasn't a time to celebrate, however. The Tiger had learned her lesson - this time, she wasn't going to give her opponent the chance to get back up.

She dropped down next to Hitomi and wrapped her arms around the Japanese fighter's head. Then she thrust her leg up between her own arms, using the pressure of her flexing thigh to painfully compress her opponent's neck. It was the Fearful Symmetry, Bengal's own version of the Koji Clutch submission! The Tiger was close to getting the hold fully locked in.

"Poor baby," she crooned, as she ran one of her sharpened nails across her opponent's cheek. Her other fingers stayed laced together, cinching the hold in tighter. "Did you really think you could turn things around on me?" Her voice dropped into a vicious whisper. "You must be dreaming. Time to wake up - and tap out!"

[oWND]

At the moment when Bengal was preparing the final shot, Hitomi didnt even let time to her rival to finish her submission and began to tap with all her strength while she screamed totally desperate. "I SUBMIT I QUIT I GIVE I APOLOGIZE LET ME ALONE PLEASE, I GIVE I GIVE I GIVE I GIVE I GIVE I GIVE I GIIIIIIIIIIVE" Her hands moved as little as they could in a desperate way.

She wanted to go home and wanted to leave now it was no longer possible to keep out the instincts of her body like incontinence or crying that just kept coming from her body stronger than ever on the match, the problem is that although there was little time left, it was not 0, so despite surrender she was at mercy off what the indian would do in these final moments.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

The referee noted Hitomi's submission and signaled for another bell. Then she shook Bengal's shoulder, ordering her to release the hold. The Tiger did so reluctantly, with one last spiteful squeeze of her arms.

The score was now 5-0. There was no way that the rookie could make a comeback now, but Bengal wanted to humiliate her even more. In the closing moments of the match, she seized Hitomi's neck, threatening the young woman with a sleeper hold.

"If you want to stay conscious, you'll do what I say," she hissed into Hitomi's ear. "Just repeat after me: I'm a jobber. Three simple words. Say it, and I'll let you go." She dug her nails into the side of Hitomi's head. "Come on. I'm a jobber. Say it!"

[oWND]

Bengal probably expected a little of the great pride that Hitomi was so proud at the start, but the Japanese had already lost any hope and respect for herself, and at the moment she felt more danger Hitomi began to scream desperate.

"IM A JOBBER IM A JOBBER IM A JOBBER IM THE WORST WRESTLER EVER, PLEASE DONT HURT ME PLEASE, STOP STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP! I WANT TO GO HOME!

Without giving Bengal time to put Hitomi on any submission and without stopping screaming the Japanese started tapping up again as some method of defense, she just want it to end, and to end now. This was the greatest humiliation of her life and in her debut.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

"That's right," Bengal purred, as Hitomi made her tearful admission. "And you always will be!" She hadn't even been trying to make her opponent tap out, but it was definitely a gratifying way to end the match. She kept the sleeper locked in for a few more seconds, enjoying the way the young woman's hands beat feebly against her arm, like the fluttering wings of a dying bird.

Only when the final bell rang, signaling the end of the thirty-minute time limit, did she finally release her hold, letting her opponent drop limply onto the canvas. Final score: 6-0. Bengal had scored a half-dozen unanswered points, utterly humiliating her so-called "competition". But at least Hitomi's torture was finally, mercifully over. The rookie would get her wish to go home...even if she might need the medical team's assistance to leave the arena.

The referee grudgingly held up Bengal's arm, as the Tiger posed over the fallen fighter. The ring announcer's voice echoed through the stands: "Ladies and gentlemen, this Iron Woman match is over! Here's your winner...THE BLAZE TIGER! BENGAL!"

A few of Hitomi's diehard fans booed. Bengal responded by making a crying gesture with her closed fist. All their complaining wouldn't change the results. She hadn't just won tonight; she'd dominated her opponent from bell to bell. And even though it was just one victory, it seemed to go a long way toward making up for her string of recent losses. This is just the beginning, Bengal told herself, grinning rapturously at the cameras flashing in the stands. When they see what happens to my next opponent, they'll think I let Hitomi off easy...


Winner: Bengal