Angels Reunited: Toshimi Minami vs Blade Uehara

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Minami was completely and utterly humiliated right now. Trapped at the hands of a woman like Blade Uehara of all people who didn't even pride herself on submissions but aerial moves, and worse yet, getting wedgied and SPANKED by the woman leaving her rear end bright red and stinging in agony before she was finally freed from the hold following that final, thunder cracker of a slap to her rear end from the short haired woman. Holding her rear end after and wincing in pain still from the assault on her rear end Minami would grunt and hiss as she slowly started to push herself up.

"I'll make you pay..." Minami hissed under her breath, watching from behind her hair as Blade took off to the ropes, rebounding off of it and back towards Minami, looking up just as Blade took to the air and wrapped her legs around her head! Immediately as she was pulled down the Venus of submissions would raise her arms up to cover her skull as she was brought down to cushion herself and prevent as much damage as possible. If this worked then Minami would push up immediately, shifting her hands to grab onto Blade's legs as she did so to pull them apart and before stepping backwards, trying to lock Blade into a Boston crab submission!

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Blade couldn't deny the overwhelming catharsis associated with taking a paddle to Toshimi's caboose. An archaic style of discipline that the smug submissionist probably could have used more of as a kid, in Blade's opinion at least. One would think Tosh was accustomed to this after being dog collared by Freia, but the embarrassment must be downright mortifying considering it's the rambunctious aerialist that's tanning her hide. Regardless, taking Toshimi down several pegs with that jiggled thrashing was absolutely worth sacrificing the opportunity to lay into her taciturn adversary with a more legitimate wrestling maneuver, not to mention that Toshimi's fanbase most definitely expanded by the hundreds after witnessing and appreciating that whole new side to the Venus themselves~...

Blade intended to compound Toshimi's humiliation via subjecting her foe to an STF once the headscissors takedown worked its magic, except the gratifying sight of the submissionist being outdone by her own wrestling strategy looked like it was going to be postponed. Indefinitely. Blade balked when noticing her legs seized, knowing fullwell what this meant in the split second before the predicted electricity sparked throughout her spine. Stifling her anguish through gnashed teeth with hands clutched onto her jagged locks, Blade peeked through the debilitating pain and marshmallow softness of a thonged rump settled on her curved back to notice the ring ropes. "T-Take a CHECK!?" Honed concentration enabling the aerialist to begin soldier crawling towards the bottom rope...

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There it was. After suffering humiliation after humiliation at Blade's hands Minami was finally now in a position to make the short haired woman pay for what she had done... with interest. Taking a full seat on her foe's back to pull back as far as possible on the aerial artist's legs Minami was sure to inflict as much pain as she could in this moment of control. More over as she felt Blade begin to move under her while whining about taking a check which just made Minami growl softly as she suddenly and unexpectedly stood up.

"No... But I'll take you're screams as a down payment." Minami growled out as she turned around, making sure her feet were on either side of her opponent's body, still holding onto the woman's legs before tucking Blade's feet under her arms. Bending down Minami would try to put a stop to Blade's crawl by grabbing the woman's arms, picking them up and, with a grunt of effort try to stand up, if successful hauling Blade's body off the mat and with a bit of leaning back and forward, would look to start swinging the woman's body and forth with a rocking horse hold!

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*...*sigh*...And things were going so well...* What Blade wouldn't have given for a time machine right about this second to undo the aerial mistake which led to this dire predicament. Of course, she didn't need a DeLorean to remember what happened the last time Toshimi was given free rein to stretch Blade out in the middle of the ring and clarify why she was revered as the "Lady of A Thousand Submissions". In fact, it was those specifically excruciating memories that fueled Blade's fire when it came to soldiering onward in the hopes of achieving a rope break, except relief came early via Toshimi unseating herself in mid-scramble. Blade breathed a sigh of relief but inhaled it right back when noticing her wrists snatched behind her. "H-Hey!!! Don't you fucking dare-HRgh!!!" Blade snarled out before uplifted into a precarious position, teetering haplessly a few inches off the canvas and compelled to sway with Toshimi's rocking thrusts. Flaunted and displayed underneath Toshimi's abject control, Blade grimaced from the confidence stinging embarrassment of being toyed with like this. Shaking her in denial when asked for a submission by the referee even with the strain on her curved spine being compounded by the preceding submission.

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Minami couldn't help the slightly sadistic grin that came across her face as she now stood proudly above her opponent, with Blade's arms and legs caught around Minami's own. Finally getting some measure of revenge for what the woman had done earlier by locking her in a simultaneously humiliating and painful hold. Looking down at Blade and getting some satisfaction from the woman shaking her head in clear pain Minami would chuckle. "Let's go for a walk." Minami said casually as she began walking forward, causing Blade's body to sway and move in the air like a pendulum, slowly but surely making her way towards the corner... and once there and with a big sway Minami would aim to swing Blade face first into the bottom turn buckle before finally letting go to send the woman down.

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Blade's own wrestling expertise clued her in to what Toshimi was concocting once she noticed her legs being tucked underneath her foe's arms, except all she could summon was a token resistance and snarled expletives in the precursor to being hefted off the ring canvas. Showcased as a pitiable plaything for Toshimi's sadistic enjoyment underneath her absolute control and subjected to one of the more demoralizing submissions in the game...was about what Blade expected from one of the more ruthless tacticians in the industry. Still sucked all the same, though. And this whole situation still rattled her own self-confidence at being rendered abjectly helpless like this. Blade flinching as pattered sweat dotted the floor, a natural flexibility affording her some leeway from the searing pain in her spine. Noticing a hobbled motion taken somewhere and uplifting her scrunched visage in time for a babbled face splat into the bottom turnbuckle before she was unceremoniously dumped to the canvas with a slight wiggle to her pert backside. "...Hah...Hah..." Fatigued pants taken with her limbs feeling decidedly heavier now with several catcalls and whistles showcasing that even the Venus had her fans when it came to making a show of her unique skillset.

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Smashing Blade face first into the corner with the rocking horse hold Minami would release the hold immediately after and stand up casually, looking down on her opponent with a cold expression in her eyes. Turning in place on the mat Minami would pull her leg back before laying in a kick to Blade's side to force her onto her back! If successful then Minami would bend down, grabbing Blade by the writs and forcefully turning her around so that the Aerial Artist's legs were pointing towards the corner. Assuming that Blade didn't get her bearings early then Minami would move to exit the ring and drop down to the floor. Turning to grab hold of Blade's ankles then Minami would then try and pull forward, aiming to drag Blade's body towards her until the woman's groin smacked the pole. As she did so then Minami would cross Blade's legs around the corner before leaping up and crossing her limbs around Blade's own, aiming to lock in a corner assisted figure four leg lock!

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Blade's been a student of the game long enough to realize that the strain on her arms, back and shoulder joints wasn't Toshimi's prime motivation behind that specific submission as much as it was a beneficial side effect. One that came alongside practically dog walking your puppeteered marionette of an adversary around the ring and practically humping their visage into the turnbuckle before callously discarding them like a sack of potatoes. Whatever seething objection Blade may have wanted directed at the sadistic submissionist was summarily stifled by the boot crammed into her midsection, a rasped cough blathered with the Okinawan unaware of her unfortunate positioning until the cold steel swelled against her crotch awakened her to the realization of pain to come. Blade's scrambled flailing failed to upend her legs being interlocked with Toshimi's in the excruciating figure four leg lock mercilessly executed around the ring post. "GHH...HAAAAAAGH!!!" Blade's first genuine shriek of searing hot agony echoed into the arena as she immediately collapsed back to the canvas with both hands clutching her grimacing facials, the referee sprinting outside and giving Toshimi five seconds to relinquish the illegal maneuver. If released, Blade would instantly tuck in both legs and nurse the knee of her hyperextended leg...

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Even back when she was fully considered a face Minami never had any objections to breaking out a move such as this with such callous and cold precision aimed to deal as much damage as humanly possible to her opponent's legs. As she did so however she knew this move would have a strict time limit associated with it as the referee quickly moved to the outside, counting down with Minami holding the move until the count of four. Only then did Minami unbind her legs from Blade's own and roll backwards, releasing her fellow wrestle angel from the hold. Getting back to her feet Minami would swiftly move in towards the ref in a threatening gesture before turning to climb back inside the ring.

As she did so the Venus of Submissions would then bend down to grab Blade by the hair, roughly pulling up to force the woman onto her knees. "Come along." She'd murmur coldly as she then tugged, forcing Blade to follow behind the woman, forcing her along on her hands and knees like she was a dog until they were at the center of the ring. If uninterrupted then Minami would turn back towards Blade and aimed to wrap her arms around the woman's waist, pulling her up with a grunt of effort so that Blade's body was over her shoulder in a dominator position, set up for Minami's signature move the fall from grace!

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Back in its heyday, Wrestle Angel was practically infamous as possessing one of the more cutthroat wrestling rosters ever amassed in the history of the business. Blade certainly wouldn't have disagreed with that particular opinion considering the overwhelming degree of championship caliber superstars lurking around each corner. But even amidst the pantheon of colossal behemoths backstage, everyone tread lightly around one unassuming submissionist knowing full well what she was capable of once the bell rang. Dismantling adversaries and taking them apart piece by piece with the calculated precision of a sadistic surgeon...and now in hindsight, Blade may have been mistaken in poking this metaphorical bear with the awful haircut. The Okinawan cradling the knee of her hyperextended leg and thankful nothing seemingly snapped in the exchange; except whatever relief she may have felt was stymied by the burning torque on her scalp compelling Blade to unwillingly crawl by her master's side. "Tch..." Flinching from the prickled strain but ultimately compliant with being dogwalked back to the center of the ring with exhausted breathes taken once huddled before Toshimi with arms clamped around her waist...except in one deft motion Blade vaulted herself upward alongside Toshimi's hefting yank. Blade spinning in one full rotation until her midsection was perched on Toshimi's shoulder with one arm ensnared around her foe's head, holding herself aloft in a ramrod straight balancing act before countering with Blade's Rebel Heart DDT!!!