Match Type: Humiliation Match Rules: Victory by verbal submission only
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For Sachiko, it was hard to imagine things getting much better than this. She and her team were on the up and up, and they were ready to take LAW by storm. As far as she saw it, it wouldn't be long before she had everyone eating out of the palm of her hand. She had to have some sway, after all, to get herself booked for a humiliation match, something that was perfectly in keeping with her interests. Sachiko liked knowing she was the toughest girl around, and anyone she had to step on to get that way just had to be put in their place. Besides, they were always so cute when they got embarrassed.
And, apparently, tonight she would be facing none other than the Crushable Amazon Origa Xenia herself! Sachiko hadn't met her in person, but she knew enough of Origa to know that she was a babe. If she was the one she'd be facing off with...Sachiko couldn't wait.
"Coming first to the ring, from Fukushima, Japan! At 5'9 and weighing 165 lbs., representing the Heartbreakers, SACHIKO KOIZUMI!" Spoiler
Entrance Video
Sachiko made her way down the ramp, her trusty baseball bat swinging at her side as she looked around at the fans. Mostly, they booed her, though a few cheered, and Sachiko didn't really care either way, as long as she could make her presence known. She waved her bat back and forth over the stands, coming to the apron and hopping up into the ring.
"Alright, ya no-lifes, who wants to see me KICK SOME CHICK'S ASS?!"
Origa truly believed that there was someone booking these kinds of matches on purpose. A humiliation match. Really. she stood behind the curtain waiting for her name to be called and when it was she walked through the curtains and into the arena.
Spoiler
clad in her Purple corset, black wrestling shorts, and her purple thigh high wrestling boots, Origa's tanned amazonian body glowed in the arena lights as she made her way down the ram towards the ring. as she got there she saw her opponent for the first time.
Sachiko was an unknown wrestler, mostly due to the small amount of matches she had but one thing definitely stood out. she either brutalized or humiliated her opponent in her matches and given the type of match they were both in, it didn't take much to know which she would lean towards for Origa.
that wasn't what worried her though. what did is that Sachiko is usually accompanied by two more wrestlers that make up their stable, but they were nowhere to be seen. Origa narrowed her eyes at that but she'll cross that bridge when she gets to it. What matters now is the opponent in front of her.
"I hope we have a good match, but don't expect me to give in easily." with her piece said Origa leaned into the corner and waited.
As Origa made her entrance to the ring, Sachiko got her first good look at her opponent, and what a look it was! Her figure was certainly impressive, her well-defined muscles glistening in the light overhead. Even for Sachiko, the girl's size would have been intimidating were it not for the fact her attention was currently fixed on...certain other attributes. Her gaze wandered up and down her body, and soon her smile grew into a wide and toothy grin, as Sachiko leaned back on the ropes with a teasing chortle. Yes, this was going to be fun. She could tell that.
"Eheheh...don't worry, babe. I don't doubt ya. Really...I'm excited~" Sachiko winked to Origa and flashed her a finger gun gesture, sizing her up before the match began. In truth, Sachiko didn't know how Origa handled herself in a match, or what she was capable of in terms of her physical feats. But that didn't seem to bother her. Suffice to say, she didn't really care - and she looked practically overjoyed just to be in this same ring, with the promise of getting to tie up with someone like Origa. "I just wanted to say, though, you're a babe. Dunno if anyone told ya that. But you are."
Despite both competitors being in the ring, Sachiko didn't seem all that enthused about starting, continuing to hang back and throw taunts in Origa's way. Either she was just that confident, or just wanted to get under Origa's skin. Or both.
Sachiko upon seeing Origa didn't look suprised or intimidated like most of Origa's opponents, rather she looked all the more excited. The looks she was giving Origa was that of a predator finding some juicy prey, no matter how dangerous that prey was they were still going after it. Origa wasn't sure she should be honored or worried about that.
When Sachiko began talking and complementing Origa, her body in particular Origa gained a small blush but otherwise tried to remain as stone faced as possible. Then the bell rang.
DING!!
Origa walked forward and began circling her opponent. she kept this up for a bit but then dashed forward and attempted engaged her in a lockup. If it worked then she would attempt to slowly push her towards the ropes and then irish-whip her to the other side. If all went to plan then she would attempt to clothesline her on her rebound back.
Sachiko watched as Origa's eyes met hers, and she studied the intricacies of her facial expression. It only made the grin on her face grow wider. From the way her opponent was reacting, she knew that she was intimidating Origa before the match even began - and if bringing the Amazon to a humiliating defeat was her goal, she could only imagine it wouldn't be trouble at all when she was this easily swayed!
But, at last, the bell sounded, and Sachiko was ready. She soon pushed herself back onto her feet, taking a moment to stretch and to wring out her joints as she looked at her foe with a grin. "Eheh...I know I'm ready~"
Her eyes locked on Origa's as the two women began to strafe around the center of the ring, their feet following the path of the same circle as they locked eyes with one another and held their stance. But while Origa may have been calm and unwavering in her expression, that was far from the case for Sachiko, who winked at her with a wider smile. She knew what she was doing was messing with Origa's head; perhaps that would bring her ticket to victory if she could do just that.
However, Origa soon got to work on making Sachiko pay for her overconfidence, as she charged her with her hands held to lock up with her. Sachiko was quick to meet her, taking Origa by the collar and elbow and leaning her weight in toward her to try and push her back. But against Origa's superior weight, the blue-haired girl was having a hard time moving her, and it was her feet that were skidding across the mats to come closer and closer to the ropes. Soon, Sachiko's back touched the cables, and, without any more space behind her to force Sachiko into, Origa was left whipping her across the ring!
It was a strong showing thus far for Origa. Unfortunately, Sachiko was wising up to this, and she was ready to start using those same tactics against her. As Sachiko came charging back at the Amazon, she stopped to fall onto her back, looking to avoid the clothesline and to let Origa pass by overhead!
The match was officially underway as the bell rang and Origa entered a lock up with Sachiko. almost immediately Origa began to force Sachiko to the ropes and using the rebound sent Sachiko careening into the ropes on the opposite end of the ring. When Sachiko began her rebound back Origa was ready to deliver a devastating clothesline.
Only, at the last moment Sachiko stopped and fell to her back. This caused Origa's attack to whiff completely and nearly causing her to stumble due to the loss of an expected impact. However instead of falling Origa instead commited to her momentum and dashed across the ring to the ropes. There Origa bounced off of them and came charging toward Sachiko again. Origa predicted that Sachiko would be just starting to get back up from her dodge and Origa planned to take advantage of that with a diving clothesline.
If her attack connected then Origa would look at her handiwork, then proceed with picking her opponent up by the hair. once she had her up she would transition her hold to a standing headlock and wrench it in. however due to the height difference, this would have the unintended affect of pressing Sachiko's face into the side of Origa's tanned breasts. Origa felt a shiver begin to run down he spine but she squashed it utterly and focused entirely on wrenching her hold.
"Hgnnn! Give up!" she asked wanting to end this match as quickly as possible before anything embarrassing happened.
Between the two of them, Origa was the stronger woman currently in the ring. Sachiko might have been hard-headed, but she wasn't stupid; even she knew that as much. It was no surprise, then, that the heavyweight would be able to push her around with such ease, whipping her across the ring like she weighed nothing. But it also meant Sachiko knew that a hit from Origa wasn't something she was willing to take - and that was why she dropped at the last minute to avoid it!
She chuckled, looking up from where she landed and putting her hands behind her head to watch casually as Origa bounced back toward her. Sachiko really thought she was being clever, as though she had planned everything out like some sort of tactical genius.
But she didn't realize that what went up had to come down. And as Origa was swung into the ropes and came charging back at Sachiko, the delinquent only had a brief moment to realize what she had set herself up for, as her eyes went wide with a gasp. The next thing she knew, the full weight of Origa had come down on her, flattening her against the canvas! Sachiko deflated against the mat with a hoarse groan, her teeth clenched and her eyes wide. All the air was knocked out of her, and she could put up little resistance as Origa dragged her to her feet, pulling her into a headlock.
Not that Sachiko would particularly want to put up resistance in such a situation, considering she was now getting a face full of Origa's heaving bosom! Her groans were muffled, and her face flushed red and hot against her foe's chest, from the excitement rising in her body as much as from the heat and stifling air. When she began to come back to her senses, she murmured a few words drowned out against Origa's breast. "Gmmph ummph? Whm wmmf I wammf tmmph gmmph ummph?" Getting worked up, her hands began to wander, and she ran them down to Origa's thigh, grabbing for it. Things were about to heat up for the Amazon!
Origa's attack hit home and she immediately went to work on Sachiko. Dragging her up by the hair Origa moved into a standing headlock. With Sachiko pressed up against her Origa wrenched the hold on the dazed Sachiko causing her face to be pressed into Origa's breasts. eventually Sachiko began to come out of her dazed stupor and realize what she was in.
Except she did something unexpected.
After Origa ordered her to give up, instead of struggling to escape, Sachiko began to press more into the hold! Origa gasped as Sachiko began to press and rub herself into Origa's tanned breasts and instead of using her hands to grab Origa's arms and attempt to break the hold instead began to wander across Origa's toned body before stopping at her supple thigh which drew an unwanted sigh and deep blush from Origa.
It was at that moment that Origa had enough and suddenly twisted her body and sent Sachiko over her hips in a hiptoss to the canvas. Origa did not release her Headlock however and instead fell along onto Sachiko's body to a grounded headlock and wrenched again. "I said give up!" she shouted at her again and while her face was still partially against Origa's breasts, her mouth was free
Origa didn't even seem to realize what she was doing as she held Sachiko's head so close to her breasts, her headlock turning into an unplanned smother. While Sachiko might have been too dazed to appreciate it at first, that was a state that soon wore off - and Sachiko certainly did appreciate it. Though she was muffled by the rather impressive rack she was pressed against, she snickered to herself, perfectly happy to be caught in the predicament she was now in. And she would soon show that excitement as her hands went drifting over Origa's body, coming to rest on her thigh as she gave it a squeeze. Origa, she could tell, was going to be fun to mess around with.
The heavyweight, however, had different intentions - as she swung her opponent through the air in a hip toss, sending Sachiko crashing to the ground! She landed with a thud, the impact making her shudder as her teeth clenched, only for her to be reminded that she was, in fact, in a wrestling match as Origa tightened her grip around her throat! The blue-haired girl choked and gasped, her grasp on Origa's thigh dropping as her face started to redden from the pressure. But even so, Sachiko had her airways cleared - enough to get a word in edgewise.
"You...nngh...really think I'll give up that easily..? Like I'd turn down getting to roll around with a babe like you, heh..."
Origa wrenched more and more on the hold against Sachiko but once again did not give the response that origa was expecting. as Sachiko spoke more and more especially with the "babe" comments she kept saying Origa realized that she was enjoying being pressed up against Origa in this hold. Origa immediately felt her face grow hot as a blush appeared over it and after one last wrench released the hold.
We'll see how much you're enjoying this after i'm finished with you! She growled and then picked up Sachiko by her hair. once she was back to her feet sent a knee crashing towards her stomach to bend her forward. if that worked then Origa would grab the bent over form of Sachiko by the throat and lift her aloft with one hand.
After waiting a second Origa would jump to one knee and slam Sachiko across her extended knee in a chokeslam backbreaker! If all went according to plan then Origa would rest her hands on Sachiko's chin and Knee and push, wrenching in the backbreaker more and more.
"Do you enjoy this?" she asked the woman over her knee.