Felicity Elliot vs Yuki Onna

[Luncha_Libre]

Felicity looked both relieved and shocked that she managed to kick out of the pin before the final count. She reached up for the sky, trying to find a way to pull herself up off the mat. However, Yuki managed that for her, pulling the suffering cat girl up off the mat and to her feet. From there, it was all too easy for Yuki to whip Felicity into the turnbuckle, leaving her writhing in pain and waiting for whatever would come next!

"Aaaooowwww~!" Felicity groaned, writhing against the hard turnbuckle. The Cat was totally unprepared as Yuki came crashing in with a boot to the face, stopping Felicity's pained writhing against the hard turnbuckle cold. Felicity was rocked against the turnbuckle, the blow leaving her hanging limp against the post. With wide eyes and an open mouth, Felicity was clearly barely hanging onto consciousness after Yuki punished her with the hard signature strike. Felicity shook her head, sweat-matted white hair shaking around her head.

"Puh-puh ... please ..." she gasped, "please! Just wait ..." Felicity held a hand out weakly, trying to ward off any further attacks by the righteously angry cerulean-haired beauty. When the match started, Felicity wanted nothing more than to get intimate and cozy with Yuki. Now, the thing she wanted most in the world was to keep her opponent away from her!

[PrinceArjuna332]

Right after landing her move on Felicity, Yuki would straighten herself as she looked at her opponent as she was trapped at the corner. She narrowed her eyes as she listened to her begging for mercy. Yuki wasn't usually one to be easily angered, being someone who knew how to keep her cool, but to hear someone begging for mercy after displaying such vile actions early in this match, Yuki couldn't help but feel rather ticked off.

"...You deserve this," Yuki said, her tone low and dangerous as she took two steps back, giving herself some distance between her and Felicity. With a dramatic flair as she whipped her hair back with her hand, she would then take a step forward, preparing herself to launch an attack targeting her opponent's chin.

With Felicity cornered at the turnbuckle, Yuki would try to nail her under her chin with a superkick, something that she hadn't done for quite a while. She wanted to deal a tremendous damage on Felicity to make it easier for her to seize her victory later.

[Luncha_Libre]

There wasn't much that Felicity would consider 'beneath' her. Cheating, lying, stealing a victory, any of those were legitimate options to pursue victory in her mind. Begging, however, pitifully prostrating herself before an opponent in an effort to get some mercy, was a new one. The Black Cat was wide-eyed and fearful, on the edge of tears, hoping that Yuki would relent and spare her an easy shot she was in no shape to resist.

However, Yuki's foot shot out and impacted with Felicity's face with a superkick that left the Cat rocked and reeling. Spit and tears flew into a cloud in the air as Felicity's head rocked back. The Black Cat stared up at the lights for a moment, before her head lulled forward. Felicity's arm clung to the rope, keeping herself from collapsing onto the mat. However, the way her eyes rolled back in her head and drool trailed down from her lip told everyone- especially Yuki- that the cat girl was utterly clobbered. There was a good chance that Felicity didn't even know where she was, let alone how she could possibly counter or resist whatever Yuki was going to throw at her, next!

[PrinceArjuna332]

Right after landing the superkick right onto Felicity, Yuki took a look at her as she was at the corner, barely able to stand. Seeing that her opponent was weakened enough, Yuki would step forward in order to grab Felicity by her head so that she could drag her away from the corner, bringing her to the center of the ring where she could start going for a finish.

She would bring Felicity in the middle of the ring as she would then hold her opponent's body, looking to turn her upside down. She would hold her by her waist, clasping her hands together as she planned to bring Felicity down into the mat as she would get herself on her knees, driving Felicity head first into the mat with a tombstone piledriver!

[Luncha_Libre]

Felicity lay lazily against the turnbuckle, her arms looped over the top rope being the only thing keeping her from falling into a pile of defeated catgirl on the canvas. Felicity could barely process what was going on around her, knocked senseless by that superkick. As Yuki grabbed her and yanked her toward the center of the ring, Felicity's eyes rolled back in her head. The tip of her little pink tongue lulled out of her mouth, and she swayed from side to side. Yuki could get her into whatever position she wanted, right now.

That position, however, was a dangerous one. By the time Felicity realized what was happening, she'd already been flipped upside down, held in position for a surely devastating tombstone piledriver. A realization that suddenly brought the Black Cat right back to reality!

"Ah! Ahhh, no! Nononono! Nooo!" Felicity wailed, her white hair brushing the mat as she kicked and pumped her legs in protest. In her current state, Felicity's bucking against Yuki didn't do much more than give the fans a show, her teardrop-shaped ass getting quite the workout as she squirmed against Yuki's hold. "Plleeeeeease, don't! Please, no!" Felicity's pathetic, cowardly protests wouldn't only stop when her skull was driven hard into the ring! Felicity went limp, flopping lifelessly to the ground, the slight jiggle of her curves the only movement from the Black Cat.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Driving Felicity head first into the mat with the tombstone piledriver, Yuki would release her body, letting Felicity plop uselessly onto the mat. She would make sure to have the white-haired wrestler rolled onto her back, and she would take a look at her face before she went to position herself on top of her body, going for a pinfall attempt.

"It's my win now..." Yuki whispered to Felicity as she would press herself against the front of her opponent's body, letting her own buxom chest be pressed against Felicity's own ample breasts. She reached out for one of Felicity's legs, hooking her arm under the crook of her knee, going for a pinfall. Just to make herself look dominant, she would make sure to focus her weight on her chest, causing their breasts to be mashed against each other.

"ONE!"

[Luncha_Libre]

Almost totally knocked out by the tombstone piledriver, Felicity flopped to the mat when Yuki released her. The usually sexy Black Cat looked like a limp bag of we garbage as her fine figure was dumped unceremoniously to the canvas, leaving her lying face up with her legs spread eagle, and her arms limply at her sides. Yuki's whispers roused her, but only enough to make Felicity aware of what was happening.

"N-no ..." Felicity whimpered, as she felt Yuki slide over her and hook her leg. Felicity moaned, feeling Yuki's generous breasts press into her own chest. Felicity's leg getting hoisted up gave the fans a generous view of her soft ass, pulled tight by the hold. Felicity was trapped, her pathetic, instinctive attempts at kicking out only managing to gring her warm breasts against Yuki. Felicity's chest nearly came popping out the sides of her flimsy black silk top, while grinding against Yuki's strong, impressive bust.

"TWO!"

"N-not ... like this ..." Felicity whimpered. The Black Cat had come to the ring tonight expecting a fun evening of conquering her foe and humiliating her, maybe taking a trophy home at the end of it. She was totally unprepared for how Yuki would come in ready for a fight, totally destroying The Black Cat once her bag of tricks had come up empty. The shame was unbearable, all of Felicity's cocky taunts and tricks ending up here, beneath her opponent, totally made out to be Yuki's bitch!

"THREE!"

[PrinceArjuna332]

And with that, Yuki Onna came out victorious, defeating Felicity in the most dominant fashion. And with the third and final count, the referee called the bell, ending the match with Yuki's victory. Sighing, Yuki got back up on her feet, letting the referee raise her arm, declaring her the winner of this match. The crowd cheered for her, loving this side of her. They were used to see the demure and graceful Yuki, but Yuki being aggressive was a welcome sight for them.

Yuki decided to give one final lesson to Felicity as she would head back to the still prone Felicity and stand over her right after taking a microphone from the ringside. Gazing coldly at her defeated opponent, which was appropriate due to her namesake, she would plant her boot right between her breasts, grinding her sole sightly as she would bring her microphone to her lips.

"This is what you got..." Yuki said in a calm manner. She looked down on Felicity with her crimson eyes, which seemed more intense than usual due to her barely subdued fury. "You could've walked out of this ring with head held high if you fought cleanly. Remember this if you ever think about playing dirty again..."

Whipping her blue hair back, she would step away from Felicity, walking past her as if she was nothing but a pile of garbage at the side of the road as she would exit the ring, heading over to the exit in order to give herself her well-deserved rest and shower. She would slap some offered hands on her way to the exit, showing her appreciation to the supports that were heaped to her before she disappeared to backstage.

[Luncha_Libre]

Totally battered, Felicity could on lie on her back and lightly writhe in pain after Yuki's piledriver had planted her for the final three count. Even when she'd submitted, the Black Cat had never looked so totally defeated.

"Hn!" Felicity whimpered, feeling the sole of Yuki's boot grind across her heaving, sensitive breasts. She lay back and listened to Yuki running her down, calling the Black Cat out on her cheating ways, and the humiliation that path had led her to, tonight. Felicity felt tears run down her cheeks, realizing that her opponent was right, and there was nothing she could do to prove otherwise. The fallen beauty could only lie there, and let this feeling of abject defeat wash over her body ...

Yuki left her alone in the ring, the cheers dying down as the victorious Japanese girl left the ring. The fans seemed to respond well to Yuki's flash of attitude, making Felicity feel even more humbled. She'd come to the ring tonight looking for some fun, maybe a new trophy, but instead was leaving totally humiliated. Felicity wrapped her arms over her face, and let her chest heave and bounce as humiliated sobs wracked her body. It seemed that, for tonight at least, the Black Cat's luck had ultimately run out!

WINNER: Yuki Onna, via pinfall with the Tombstone Piledriver