Yuki Kazikura vs. Rose Gold - Mercy Match

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Humiliating. There was no more fitting word for the night's events thus far. Rose Gold had engineered this event as an opportunity to punish Yuki for her indiscretions with Kelsea as well as show the league that it was her who should have been number one contender. Not that privileged pretty girl.

And yet, it was she who was on hands and knees. It was she who had tears in her eyes and lungs without air. She drove a single small fist into the canvas in frustration as she shakily postured onto her hands an knees.

Meanwhile, Yuki Kazikura had no intentions of stopping her offense. Spurred on perhaps by the crowds and by the sinister siren's abuse, she had become an engine of agile violence!

Rose searched for Yuki as blessed breath finally returned to her lungs. However, a scan of the ring left her confused and without indication of the Dynamite Schoolgirl's location. Her eyes offered less than nothing and her ears were twice as useless. The loud, tell-tale pounding of the canvas was nowhere to be heard. "O-oro?" She muttered with narrowed eyes and knitted brows.

They say that the most devastating blows are those unseen and thus undefended. Rose Gold could attest to that as Yuki fell from the heavens and delivered a springboard elbow drop! The pointed bone buried itself in Rose's exposed spine! The force and weight drove her belly first into the canvas! Her already tortured breasts pancaked beneath both women's weight.

This pain of course was nothing compared to the searing blunt agony in the lithe girls back! Her eyes went wide and her mouth opened in a desperate scream! "HAAAAH!"

Her feet kicked against the mat, fueled by the suffering! Her hands shot to her back as she rolled over, her body arching in pain! Bridging on the back of her neck and her feet! The position forcing her thighs apart and pulling her leotard tight against her firm body, making her anguish a feast for the eyes. She collapsed from the bridge a moment later, as she sobbed pitifully! Her fingers kneading at the are that would surely be a bruise if not worse.

"D-damn you!" She rasped, unable to find her full voice as pain flooded her nervous system. "P-pay! You'll p-pay!!"

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It was more of a risk than Yuki would usually take in proceeding so quickly to her next move, especially against an opponent she was unfamiliar with. But so far, Rose didn't seem to be of much trouble to her, and she figured she could afford it. She had learned, too, from her match with Aoi, and how her style had relied on her agility to keep her attacks coming faster than her opponents could adapt. It had worked well for the champion in that last bout, and so far, it was working for Yuki as well!

Without skipping a beat, Yuki spun around in reaching the ropes to hop up onto the middle one, and from there, to catapult herself into range to land an elbow drop across her foe's back! Rose's attempts to get back on her feet were cut short, as the blow not only inflicted damage to her spine, but threw her back down, face-first, against the canvas as well, a thud sounding from the impact of her body into the mat.

Yuki remembered the rules of the match, which Rose had set in the hopes of making sure her defeat would be a humiliating one. But a grin spread over her normally placid face as she considered the circumstances. She was winning in her match at such a monumental event, and the crowd was cheering her on every step of the way. It was everything she had dreamed it would be. The irony was palpable, she thought, but it wouldn't be complete until she had beaten Rose at her own game, and let the blonde's own hubris make her downfall especially sweet.

The Dynamite Schoolgirl was never a master of submissions, but she figured that she could make the most of what she had in her. Clenching her teeth and taking in a measured breath, Yuki rolled up to lay atop Rose's back, securing the position she had landed in. Then, she would go to wrap her hands around the masked girl's chin, going to haul her head up in a camel clutch!

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Whether Rose Gold wanted to admit it or not, she was practically helpless against Yuki's offense. Her body had already suffered so much strain.

A part of her felt foolish for that. For talking so arrogantly. For contriving the match. And for getting punished on the grandest stage of her career.

There was another part of her though. A part that enjoyed the competition. Loved the strain and suffering. Lusted for the violence, regardless upon whom it was perpetrated. It was that primal spirit of sadism that had pushed her to where she was tonight. And whom she would become.

Rose Gold gasped as she felt Yuki's soft posterior settle onto the small of her back. She felt her fingers wrap themselves about her chin. And then, she gasped a second time as she felt Yuki pull back on the Camel Clutch and putting her perky pert breasts on display!

Her feet kicked and she bit her tongue! Refusing to cry out for her opponent! Her battered back and neck were stretched in searing agony! Her eyes searched wildly for an escape. The rope was far... And she knew it wouldn't matter. There were no breaks in this match...

"N-no! L-let go of me!" She demanded as her hands grasped at Yuki's desperately. It was impossible to get leverage from this position. And Rose knew it.

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Rose kicked and twisted at the hold Yuki had on her chin, pulling her upper body off the canvas. But Yuki ground her hips back and forth in place, trying to keep her opponent down and under control. Her teeth clenched in a look of determination. This match was all about humbling one's opponent and proving one's own superiority for all to see, and with stakes as important as they were tonight, on such a grand stage, Yuki wouldn't dare do any less than to prove Rose, no matter how boastful, was below her!

Still, now, Yuki's heart was pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe that she was actually doing so well! Submissions were never her strongest suit, and yet, now she had Rose at her mercy. The blonde tried to grab at her wrists, but Yuki only pulled her back further, putting more pressure on the hold at the same time as she manuevered her hands away from her opponent's grasp. "Oh no I won't! I'll never back down!" she shouted proudly in defiance.

At the same time, Yuki was sure that her grip couldn't last forever. Even now she was feeling the ache in her arms as she tried to keep up the position. If Rose's stamina outlasted her own, she would be done for! Yuki was going to have to try a different tactic - but she had something in mind. Another basic hold, but it would still, hopefully, prove effective! She threw one arm around Rose's neck, holding down a sleeperhold, while she rolled herself onto her back to point her opponent skyward, their bodies parallel to one another. Then, to secure the black-clad girl, Yuki brought up her legs to lace them around Rose's front, squeezing her waist between her thighs in a bodyscissor!

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Rose Gold could feel Yuki grinding against the small of her back and the top of her butt as she fought for position. The feeling made the girl's cheeks red... Though it was impossible to tell whether that was through arousal or suffering. However, it did something else beyond sending unwanted butterflies into Rose's stomach. It informed her as to Yuki's approximate level of skill in grappling. All of the momentum she was putting into controlling Rose's body might have just made it easier to escape had she kept it up.

"Ahh!" cried out the tiny blonde as she felt her back surrendering to Yuki's pressure. She wasn't monsterously strong by any measure, but the position lent additional power via leverage. As Yuki rocked forward, Rose's upper body came with her, loosening the hold somewhat. And as she pulled back, Rose caught her hands. She pulled at them. They slipped free... But Rose knew that it was just a matter of time now... Just a matter of time before she could wrench her free and sweep her. Perhaps Yuki felt this too... As she soon released the hold!

Released might not be the right term. She transitioned. A slender arm threw itself across Rose Gold's neck. The caustic cutie tucked her chin... Preventing the hold from truly cinching in. Together the two slight women rolled. Yuki onto her back, and Rose's back atop Yuki. A position Rose was happy to be in. The strain in her back fled, a shuddering sigh escaping her lips from the pleasure of pain's end.

Yuki's legs laced about her waist in a body scissor, while her arms encircled about her chin and clavicle to apply the sleeper hold. Or, as Rose Gold knew it, a Rear Naked Choke. The identity and expertise of Rose Gold was still a mystery to the Dynamite Schoolgirl. However, she was about to learn that she'd willingly jumped into the ocean with a shark. This was her area of expertise.

Rose Gold flared her nose and her neck muscles as she brought her chin down. It would prevent the blood choke from setting in while she exhausted her breath to manuever. Her right hand moved to Yuki's right knee. She pressed it outwards, spreading the yellow-clad warrior's thighs just enough to find space. Her other free hand pushed up on the elbow of the arm crossing in front of her throat, again, allowing just a spot of wiggle room. And in that same moment... Rose Gold would roll.

She'd turn within the constraints of Yuki's scissor/sleeper hold combination. A more adept submission artist would have locked in a body triangle. They would have used their hips to stretch the lightweight out and torture her spine as they choked her lifeless. But Yuki wasn't a blackbelt. And for that, she was about to pay. The position would leave the two women intertwined. Missionary-esque. With Rose's hips between Yuki's thighs and their perky breasts rubbing together through the thin fabric of their leotards.

"I'm not usually one for cuddling, Yuki. I hope you'll forgive me if I skip right past the foreplay." She let the words linger. Strike into the heart of the woman upon whom she lay. And as soon as the shock, disgust, or disbelief set in, Rose Gold would drive her right knee between the thighs of her hated opponent. An illegal strike. In a normal match. But there would be no referee to spare her from the savage sensation of the pointed joint grinding her most precious place. Rose Gold's deep blue eyes would peer into Yuki's from behind the domino mask. And within them, Yuki could see only sadistic satisfaction in her suffering.

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Yuki was focusing all of her attention on making sure she had this hold secured. She couldn't afford to do anything less. By forcing Rose to submit, Yuki would be beating her at her own game. To her, it seemed like it would be the ultimate humiliation. For Rose to go into this match fully expecting to dominate and humble her, only for Yuki herself to cut her down in front of everyone. She knew she had to make that a reality - as well as the fact that, if she gave it anything less, Rose would take any opportunity to achieve her own intentions. Yuki didn't want to stick around to see what those would look like.

Even as Rose leaned up to pull at Yuki's hands, managing to extract herself from her opponent's grasp, Yuki didn't skip a beat. She transitioned right into her next hold, wrapping an arm around the blonde's throat to pull her into a sleeperhold as she fell to her back, while holding her legs around her waist. Yuki bridged her lower body up from the ground, hugging her thighs around Rose's waist to keep herself in place. The black-clad girl remained still. Yuk's heart began to pound faster in her chest, seeing her hold was still locked on. It seemed as though victory could come any moment now - and it was sure to be a crippling one for Rose Gold, losing so quickly to an opponent she was so sure she would best.

So confident in her position, Yuki was, that she didn't realize that Rose had managed to bring her chin down, forcing herself some extra space, however little, in the sleeper. The Japanese girl kept herself locked on tight, her legs rubbing up against Rose's side as she fought to maintain the position. But Rose had gotten her airways cleared, and that would buy her the time she needed to push on Yuki's knee and elbow. It was slight at first, but, slowly but surely, Yuki's dual-pronged hold was being forced open. It wasn't long before it was enough for Yuki to feel it, as her eyes widened, feeling how loose her position had become. And soon enough, she'd recieve proof of that, as Rose was able to roll herself over to look her in the eye!

"W-What..!?" Yuki was taken aback by the sight of Rose Gold's masked visage staring back towards her. She had let her confidence get the better of her, and now she recieved a cruel reminder that even the best laid plans could go wrong. She was almost prepared to try to reapply the hold when Rose cut in with her taunt - one that made her face go red. Having been wrestling as long as she had Yuki was no stranger to how close she could get to her opponents in the ring, but she had never thought much of it, seeing it only as part of the nature of such a competition. Yet, even now, in a position she was hardly any stranger to, things seemed so much more...intimate. Perhaps it was Rose letting the words sink in, but Yuki was feeling a warmth well up inside her like she was unused to.

She panted, tossing her head to the side to try and clear her bangs from her eyes. She couldn't let such things distract her. "I don't have time for jokes," Yuki said between pants. "If you aren't going to take this seriously, I-"

And just then, everything stopped. From the position she had assumed, Rose rammed her knee straight up between Yuki's legs, and a cry of pain was ripped from her lungs. "KYAAAAHH-!" Her head went cracking backward from the motion of her body bucking, with trails of fluid leaving her mouth and eyes. Everything Yuki knew was pain now, in that moment, as Rose attacked her weakest and most sensitive area. Unable to maintain her defenses she dropped back, leaving herself vulnerable - in her current state, she was helpless to resist. And, in the hands of someone like Rose Gold, that could spell disaster!

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There was a begrudging sense of attraction that haunted Rose Gold. Perhaps it was an echo of Kelsea. Or perhaps it was how cute Yuki's cheeks were when they were flush with distress and lighter things. This woman had put her in a position of weakness. On this, the grandest stage she had yet to appear in. It was humiliating. But all of that negativity was washed away by the sweet sounds of Yuki's suffering. The scream that tore through the arena was one of all encompassing pain. The tears in her eyes. The spittle on her lips. For Rose... It was all as an aphrodisiac.

She sat up, her back arched as she shuddered! Her body bucked much the same as Yuki's. She echoed Yuki's motions in some sort of corrupted inverted-empathy. Every bit of ache the Dynamite Schoolgirl felt resounded in Rose's sadistic heart as pure ecstasy! "YES! That's it! More of that!" She practically moaned!

As Yuki's posture failed her, Rose frowned. Her suffering had been an ephemeral thing. A flash. Very well she would simply need to ignite more sparks. Rose got to her feet and grasped Yuki's ankle. She pulled her leg wide, spreading her thighs and revealing the leotard beneath her skirt. "How modest." She hissed out between clenched teeth. "Let's hear that pretty voice again!" She smiled again, the thought of her opponent's suffering bringing her cheer back.

She drove the toe of her boot into the inside of Yuki's thigh as she pulled her leg taught! The stomping kick bringing additional pain to the younger woman's legs. They were lovely. And she was certain they'd look even lovelier black and blue.

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Yuki had been sure she had nothing to fear. A moment ago, everything about this match was going to her favor. She had caught Rose off her guard with her quick reflexes, and even her submission skills, while hardly the most developed, were proving sufficient to keep Rose under control. It looked as though the blonde was on her way to a quick and unexpected defeat, her hubris getting the better of her as the very match she had arranged to humiliate Yuki backfired on her. But now, her fortunes had practically undergone a complete reversal. In one underhanded move, Rose had punished her for taking the lead, and now Yuki was struggling to keep up with the pace.

She winced as she heard Rose's words, the cruel taunts seeming to make the already unbearable pain sink all the deeper into her sensitive flesh. Gritting her teeth, and trying to keep down the tears in her eyes and the redness in her face in a desperate attempt to stay strong, she hissed her response. "How...dare you...you should be ashamed of yourself for stooping so low..." It was an empty platitude, really, against an opponent who had already proven herself more than willing to go any lengths, but it was the best that could come to her in such a state. Yuki's entire lower body felt sore from the knee that had just slammed into her groin, as her stomach churned in pain.

Yuki tried, however much she was panting under her breath to maintain her focus, to save herself. She tried to press her elbows against the canvas to raise herself, knowing all too well that being this defenseless around Rose was going to spell disaster. But that wouldn't do her well, as Rose soon grabbed her ankle. With a gasp, she fell flat on her back once again, her eyes wide and her arms stretched forward in a display that would be comical if it didn't spell impending disaster. Rose spread her legs to the crowd, and Yuki barely stifled a yelp at the thought of her being presented in such a way. "H-Hey..! Let go!" she shouted, with considerably less conviction. She felt so much weaker to be positioned in such a vulnerable fashion - especially against an opponent like Rose.

But shame would only get Rose so far. And a moment later, Yuki's feelings would be replaced by another emotion she didn't enjoy. Pain. Rose's foot stomped down right between her legs, causing Yuki to let out another scream as her hips and back arched up off the ground. It was as Yuki had feared. She had exposed a weak point, and now,

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"Oh honey." She patronized the younger wrestler with a frown. "I can't possibly imagine what you're going through right now..." She offered her faux-sympathy just before she'd picked up Yuki's leg.

It was here that it became clear to Rose Gold how easy it could be to dismantle the young woman. She was still fresh to the sport. The idea of cruelty was beyond her. After all, this was an athletic competition. There were rules and referees. It probably hadn't occurred to her that there were genuine villains. That there would be opponents who not only broke the rules... But enjoyed doing so.

"Relax, 'Dynamite'." She advised cruelly. "I'll let go. Eventually." She offered Yuki a cheshire grin before driving her boot downwards. "Afterall, there are only so many ways I can humiliate you from this position."

The scream that followed... Was intoxicating. It was genuine and pure and everything she sought to attain between these ropes. It made her hips quiver and her nipples harden against the thin black fabric of her leotard. Her eyes met with Yuki's. Then, they trailed down to Yuki's wounded womanhood as she held her leg aloft. Exposing her. And drawing Yuki's attention to that fact.

"Women who play fair don't care very much about winning." She offered her wisdom to her kouhai before licking her lips and driving a second stomp to Yuki. This time directly on the flat of her pelvis. Then, she'd discard her leg disdainfully and observe the spoils of her labor.

A fist balled and came to her own lips as she laughed cruelly at the suffering she'd inflicted on Yuki. She was going to return all the humiliation Yuki had brought upon her. Threefold. It was the plans that began to coalesce in her mind that fueled her mirth.

She was going to break Yuki Kazikura. She was going to prove that she should have been the number one contender. And she was going to love doing it...

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Yuki could only look up at Rose with a dumbfounded look, her eyes wide and her teeth clenched as her chest rose and fell with short and rapid breaths. The panic was setting in now, and her disposition brought to mind the proverbial deer in the headlights. Yuki had blurted out the first thing that came to her mind in trying to make sure that Rose, with her cheating ways, wouldn't get in the last word. But just as the blonde had reversed Yuki's last hold, so too had she turned the exclamation back on her. She wasn't shaken at all by Yuki's attack on her character. In fact, she seemed to take pride in it! Rather than emerging as the voice of reason, all Yuki had done was to make herself look childishly naive - and for Rose's confidence to be on full display, as she took the accusations in stride. Her dishonor only made her so much more fearsome a foe. And Yuki was left looking on in horror as it all set in to her.

She gulped, falling silent as Rose teasingly lifted her leg higher; she knew there was nothing she could say in her defense. Rose was now giving the crowd a good view as Yuki's legs parted further, the edge of her skirt brushed back against her leg and exposing her crotch pointed into the audience. Yuki was smart enough to prepare for the considerations she would need to take with her high-flying style, and her skirt was largely decorative, going on over the leotard beneath. But no matter if she'd covered herself or not...it didn't make much difference when her opponent was deliberately drawing attention to the area. She bit her lip, her face going red. Growling through her teeth, Yuki tried to twist her hips back and forth in an effort to pull free.

Alas, she wouldn't get out in time. Hurting Yuki's pride wasn't all Rose was going to do. She would also attack her body, something the yellow-clad girl would receive a cruel reminder of as Rose lifted her foot again, this time stamping it on her hip! Another scream ripped through the air as Yuki fell back against the canvas, coughing and sputtering. It would only accentuate Rose's laugh, framed against Yuki collapsing limply to the ground in agony.

But a moment Rose was taking to rejoice in her efforts was a moment she wasn't pushing the advantage. Yuki lay panting, sore, but at the same time, she was struggling to recover. She braced herself, bridging her back and taking a deep breath in through her nose to try and overcome the pain and focus herself. Rose, she thought, wouldn't be standing and gloating forever. As long as Yuki was still under her, she would have to close in for another move. And when she did...Yuki would be ready for her.

"Is that so? It's worked for me so far..." Yuki shouted back - her voice hoarse and coming in between gasps for breath, but defiant all the same; she wouldn't dare let Rose have this moment. If Rose leaned in again, Yuki would be ready for her. She'd lean back up to grab her neck, trying to pull her down enough to unbalance her so that she could turn herself to the side and hook Rose's leg with the other arm. If that worked, rolling herself over, Yuki would bring Rose to the mat, folded over with her butt in the air as she held her other leg with her own. A small package pin - pinning, of course, wasn't going to help Yuki here, but if nothing else, it could give her the edge she needed to escape from this predicament.

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