Yuki Kazikura vs. Rose Gold - Mercy Match

[SuckerPunch]

Rose could feel Yuki's body surrender fully to the atomic drop. The young Joshi's crotch yielded it's physical space to her knee as it was crushed. The squeaks and screams of the woman were just as exciting to her as the moans she'd coaxed from many other opponents. As Yuki fell forward, Rose held her. One arm wrapped about her waist, pressing their bodies together in a hug while the other curled about the back of her head. Her fingers played idly in her hair as she held her close. Not unlike a lover.

She leaned her head on Yuki as well. Pressing her soft warm cheek to her shoulder. Her full, kissable pink lips rested beside Yuki's ear. As she spoke, her sweet smelling breath would tickle the teenage wrestler's ear and neck pleasantly. A kind respite from the savage abuse her sex had sustained. "Kelsea? Ah. The Coward. She's not here right now. I understand how this might be difficult for you." The arm about her waist curled, allowing her hand to rub sweetly upon Yuki's back. Her fingers were powerful. Her grip honed by a career of Judo and Jiu-jitsu. The idle comforting touches she offered to the strained muscles of the woman's back were as skilled as any massage therapy she'd ever had.

She giggled at Yuki's question. While it was still a cruel gesture, the bubbly, girlish nature of the sound made it difficult to hate. "I see you're ready to negotiate." She took in her next breath in a wistful sigh. A sound that let her prey know she was pleased. "I want to beat you, Yuki. I could strip you bare and force your body to sing in ways it never has. And you would tap the entire time. I know that you would quitat the first thought of losing your attire."

She pulled back from the hug and rest her forehead against Yuki's. Her bright, amber eyes captured the Joshi's as both of her hands now rest upon her shoulders. "But then you would simply lose. That isn't the same as beating you. Besides, the Coward is attracted to you. And that makes that girlish body of yours disgusting to me." She'd wiggle her features, her nose kissing the battle-labored woman's gently as her face scrunched up cutely from the tickling sensation.

"I want to break you. I'm going to destroy that vulnerable kitty of yours and make you beg me for mercy. You'll the world that you are beneath me in a way that is undeniable! And in doing so, you'll know, you're too weak for the title. And too weak for the Coward!" She finished her words with a sudden shift in her grip. All of the comfort and malicious affection that had been given to Yuki was taken away in a single instant! She would rise once more, carrying Yuki with her, before once again smashing the woman's flower upon her knee in another atomic drop! However, this one found her casting Yuki to the mat afterwards. So she could watch her writhe!

[CaptainL]

Yuki was coming down from the initial shock of the pain, but it was still far from wearing off, with her groin still numb from all the punishment she had received. She could do little more than pant hoarsely as her body draped against Rose's. Weary as she was, she could feel her head swimming as she teetered from side to side, her balance threatening to fail her. She felt as though she would topple off of Rose's leg at any moment, were the blonde not pushing her against her body. It felt almost intimate, how close they were, in a way that Yuki would probably better appreciate if she wasn't hurting as badly as she was. Still, though, she could feel the warmth of Rose's body against her skin, and the softness of her curves. Were this any other situation, Yuki would find it pleasant. Unfortunately, in this one, it was anything but.

She shivered as Rose continued, and a tingle ran up her spine as her fingers graced down her back - she didn't know if she wanted to find it relaxing or threatening, knowing that her opponent had her hands on her. But she was beginning to realize that Rose and Kelsea weren't quite one and the same. The way Rose spoke of the girl Yuki had considered a good friend told her that there was something greater at play here, deeper than Yuki could ever possibly imagine.

She tried to shake herself, attempting to jostle the hair out of her eyes and the timidness out of her brain. She couldn't let herself get caught up in her own fears. The reveal that Rose was Kelsea had stopped her hand before, but now that the true nature of their relationship was coming to light, Yuki had no reason to hold back. She wanted to punish Rose for all she'd done, and all she thought. For mocking Kelsea, no less, she had to pay! Yuki clenched her teeth, her fist balling at her side. And yet, she couldn't bring herself to put it through the motion she wanted from it. Her body was too sore. And there was...a part of her that didn't want to break such close contact, either.

Even as Rose continued, Yuki still felt reluctant to go too far. She panted nervously, but something had grasped her, and it was holding her in place. She blushed at the thought of Rose stripping her in front of everyone, but even beyond such a thought, she redness didn't leave her face even when her opponent explained why she wouldn't. Kelsea really...thought of her that way?

Yuki didn't have time to ponder these things for long. Soon enough, Rose struck again, going back up to send another atomic drop up between Yuki's legs. Crying out in pain, she dropped backward and fell to her back away from Rose, crying out in another wail of agony as her hands shot down to shield her crotch from further attack. Already having been rendered sore from the first blow, this scream was even louder than the last. And, true to Rose's word, Yuki was indeed writhing in pain. Her black hair was spread in waves on the mat around her, and her legs uselessly kicked in the air as she rocked back and forth, doing whatever she could to dull the sensation she felt.

[SuckerPunch]

Rose Gold had devastated Yuki Kazikura. Mentally and physically. She had battered her body, especially her womanhood. And now, the aspiring Joshi wrestler roll around on the mat, kicking and screaming in pain. The Sinister Siren stood above her admiring her handiwork. "You brought this on yourself, little girl."

"It's time we end this farce. Feel free to beg me for mercy at any moment. If your cry out what I want to hear, I just might leave you in a state to walk out of here on your own." Her monologue was accompanied by her roughly ripping Yuki to her knees by her hair. Once secured, she'd chicken-wing both of her arms, thrusting the young woman's head between her thighs. She'd jerk her roughly upwards, tearing at her shoulder joints as she pulled her to her feet. "But not too quickly."

And with that last request, Rose lept upwards. She pulled Yuki with her. And as she descended, she did so upon her knees. The maneuver pancaking her body prone while driving Yuki's undefended skull into the canvas beneath Rose's full weight. The position of her head prevented her from turning her head in either direction, forcing the full force of the move to be absorbed by her face and the cruel angle it bent her neck as her head bounced off the surface of the ring. A double chicken-wing facebuster, or a pedigree, or as Rose Gold called it... The Gold Standard.

The Gold Standard

Rose let out a shuddering breath, the brutal move sending shivers up her own spine. She released Yuki's arms and looked down upon her expectantly. "Let's hear it, loser."

[CaptainL]

From where she lay splayed on the mat, Yuki's teeth clenched in a grimace, as tears trickled from her eyes. The pain was blinding, and the most she could do was to force her body to move in an attempt to take her mind off how much she ached. And Rose Gold stood above it all, looming over her, and reminding Yuki of just where her place in this dynamic lay. She was all too keenly aware of it. Especially as those words of hers dug into her brain, telling Yuki just what she didn't want to hear. Little girl.

She grit her teeth, her body tensing as she felt the resentment towards Rose grasp her, reminding her of just how much she hoped against hope to prove her wrong. And yet, Rose had taken every measure possible to prevent that. How could Yuki do that, now, when her body was already at the brink of breaking? She'd already tried to submit, and it still wasn't good enough for Rose.

Shakily, Yuki was forced back up to her feet as Rose yanked up on her hair, a sharp squeal punctuating her rise, though she could only stand unsteadily. her legs aching and her stance wobbly. It didn't matter, however - as Rose had a hold on her nonetheless. She grabbed her by the arms, forcing Yuki to bend over forward. The fact that her skirt wouldn't cover her rear from this angle was the least of Yuki's worries, considering what she'd already endured. But the pain in her back certainly didn't help, either. As Rose wrenched on her arms, Yuki's back and shoulders were bent, and her body shuddered. She felt like she'd lose her footing, with her legs wobbling under her. But with Rose's thighs grabbing her head, she was held in place nonetheless - and then the blonde dropped straight back, bringing Yuki's head into the ground! A loud thud rang out, and for a moment, her body went still.

The crowd, too, went silent, wondering what had happened - if Yuki was even still conscious, and if her torments would finally end. But, as Rose released her and she slumped to the ground, they would see her sides begin to move, ever so slightly, as she took labored breaths. Yuki heard Rose standing over her, and commanding her to surrender.

But, now more than ever, she felt emboldened. She was faced with the greatest challenge she had ever met in the ring. With a greater audience than had ever come forth to see her. Yuki was committed to not letting them down, she was committed to proving Rose wrong, and, most of all, she was committed to proving her own worth.

Rose wanted to cement her as a loser. And Yuki wouldn't dare allow that.

The adrenaline rushing into her body, Yuki's sore limbs pushed against the canvas beneath her, forcing her up from the ground. Her face was red and her teeth clenched, but nonetheless, she refused to go down. She snarled her response through clenched teeth. "I'm...not a loser..!"

[SuckerPunch]

Rose dusted off her hands as she observed her handiwork. Yuki Kazikura lay broken before her. And yet. She endured. The up and coming Joshi labored against the strain her body had taken and started to push herself up off the mat. It made Rose's eyes twitch in frustration. She talked as if the match had taken very little out of her, but the truth was, she was exhausted. Rose was a slight woman and the two had gone at each other for the better part of twenty minutes now. A glossy sheen of sweat coated her pale skin and made her look radiant as she stood over Yuki. But to the trained eye, it also made her look tired.

"What was that? I'm sorry. It's difficult to understand you when you're not screaming in agony... Shall we fix that?" She asked, clearly rhetorically, as she'd already stepped over Yuki as she'd begun to get up. She bent over atop her and grasped both of the woman's ankles. Roughly, she pulled them out from under her. Another rough pull brought Yuki's full weight atop her breasts as she was pulled upwards into a high angle boston crab!

Rose Gold pressed one of her knees to the back of Yuki's neck, pinning her head to the mat as she stretched her body terribly! The pressure on her neck, back, and hips was immense. And best of all, from this position, Rose Gold had a front row seat to all of Yuki's pained expressions. "Now you're speaking my language! Go ahead, look at the big screen! Tell everyone you're beneath me! Beg your queen for mercy!"

High Angle Crab/Lion Tamer

[CaptainL]

In an ordinary match, Yuki would probably have submitted by now. Thanks to her low pain tolerance, she had largely relied on avoiding damage instead of absorbing it, and submissions were where she really didn't shine. The pain she'd been through so far would have put her down many times over, in any other match. But this was no ordinary match, and Rose Gold was no ordinary opponent. Her single goal was to leave Yuki humbled, humiliated, and utterly destroyed on the grandest stage of them all. More than anything else, Yuki was committed to proving her wrong, for the sake of everyone who had believed in her on her long journey to this moment. To submit here, no matter how much her body might have wanted it, would be an admission of defeat. It would be everything Rose wanted. And Yuki simply couldn't have that.

"You heard me-!" Yuki shouted back at her, looking back over her shoulder as she rose on her elbows. She paused for a moment, seeing that Rose was now standing directly over her. She wanted to freeze, but she grit her teeth; she couldn't back down now. This was too important. "I said, I'm not a loser! And I'll prove that to y-"

Yuki wanted to be defiant, but unfortunately, Rose didn't give her much of an opportunity. Before she could finish, the blonde pulled back on her legs, and once again Yuki's lower half was hoisted skyward as her chest and shoulders were pressed against the floor. Her arms bent beneath her painfully, and her skirt once again hung upside-down, with the material of her leotard outlining the contours of her groin as her hips jerked to and fro from the pain. Her words were cut off by a loud scream as her head swung back, displaying her eyes shut tightly in agony as more tears went pouring down her cheeks. The muscles in Yuki's arm were burning, as though begging her to just tap out and end her own torments. But she couldn't bring herself to. Not when Rose was above her!

Sucking in a breath, Yuki bit down on the inside of her cheek. She did her best to keep her mouth shut, trying to hold in the pain. Her lip warbled, but she had to hold on. She couldn't let herself scream. She didn't want Rose to get what she had wanted. For now, she would have to bear through it as long as she could.

She just hoped that would be enough.

[SuckerPunch]

Rose Gold often preferred chokes. They were more efficient and completely removed the opponents ability to decide whether or not they would submit. But tonight was a special occasion. Tonight she needed her opponent to be the one to tell her that "She wasn't good enough, that she couldn't win, that she...quit."

"No?" She reaffirmed her grip on Yuki's ankles. They were locked inside of Rose Gold's arms, at the crook of her elbows. Her fingers interwoven in a Gable Grip. She imposed more of her weight upon the back of Yuki's neck. Rose Gold slowly began to draw her legs more towards the back more, somehow, the angle that Yuki's back was bent at was becoming more severe.

For her efforts was, and the rest of the audience was given quite a revealing image of Yuki's lower body. Her hip bones and crotch straining against the fabric of her leotard as she was exposed by the brutal submission. And yet she persevered.

"I think you misunderstand the situation you're in sweetheart. You are a loser. In fact, you begged me to stop once already. Where was your resilience and pride then? Don't you understand that at this point, I'm just having fun with you?" The last words trickled from her mouth is a growl of effort as she struggled against Yuki's bodies natural elasticity. Her muscles ached as she stretched Yuki as powerfully, as dangerously as she could.

In truth, Rose wasn't certain how much longer she could maintain the hold herself. As powerful a technique as the Lion Tamer was, it wasn't a tool she'd gone to often. It required a great deal of strength as it hoisted the entirety of the opponent's body weight rather than a single limb or their head. One eye winced in effort as her arms threatened to give out. This had somehow become a different battle... A battle in which her body could potentially give in before Yuki's will. The thought enraged her, and it showed in her expression! Despite their positions, she was still the one on the back foot.

"BEG ME!"

[CaptainL]

This was testing the limits of Yuki's endurance in ways she never had before. Her body ached, and every second she was caught in Rose's grip felt like an eternity of torment as her muscles and joints burned as though on fire with each inch they were pulled. As Rose weighed back, Yuki was being stretched even further, enough for her mouth to slip open just long enough for a pained squeal to escape her before she quickly bit her lip to stifle herself. She wanted to scream. Her body was demanding that she do. But Yuki knew that would be exactly what Rose wanted from her, and she couldn't bear the thought. Her face went red, and her trembling fists balled tightly, digging her nails into the heels of her palm even through her gloves as she tried to hold in the pain.

The way her lower body was exposed, her hips twitching from side to side as she tried to fight off the pain, wasn't even a concern to Yuki any more. Her pride may have been hurt, but the ways in which her body hurt were a lot more immediate of a concern. She tried to buck in place, but all that did was put more pressure on her spine, causing her to let loose with another yelp. Yuki's composure was swiftly fading, and the sweat trickled down her brow as she began to fear how much longer she could last. Rose, of course, kept up with her taunts, something that wasn't helping the matter.

Clenching her teeth, Yuki looked back at Rose out of the corner of her eye, and her body shuddered as she realized what she was saying. It was true - Yuki had been forced to submit to Rose once before. But she soon shook herself, not letting it keep her down. If anything, she would let the thought embolden her! "You...didn't let me submit then, did you-?" Yuki shouted. "Why should...I suspect this to be any different-!?"

She tried to suck in a breath, doing the best she could to steady herself. Yuki began to pant through her clenched teeth, and her body grew heavier. At this rate, she felt like she would pass out at any moment. But that might not be so bad, she thought. Presumably, they'd have to stop the match then, and she could at least lose with some degree of dignity, going out defiantly.

[SuckerPunch]

"You know. I hate to admit it. But that's a good point." She conceded through a grin that hid the effort she was putting into folding Yuki in half. Her fingers had begun to cramp up and her grip was shaking. She was leaning back now, but it was more about using her weight to counter-balance Yuki, to keep her in the current state she was in, then in adding additional force to the submission. That simply wasn't possible anymore. She could feel the terrible burning in her biceps of her muscles threatening to quit on her. Her shoulders cried out, as did the muscles in her back. Strong-man submissions were showy... But they were inefficient. Her eyes drifted to Yuki's nearly exposed womanhood and the sight made her reconsider the thought. They were efficient at some things it would seem...

"I don't think I would let you quit. I'm not done breaking you!" She practically screamed down at Yuki from atop the perch that was the back of the younger wrestler's neck! Her insipid resistance was infuriating! It pushed Rose into a greater state of madness as she began to shout! "RAAAAAAAGH!" She screamed, putting everything she had left in her tiny body into pulling Yuki into as tight a C as the human body could manage without snapping in half! If she was flexible enough, Rose would bend her body to such an extent that the heels of her boots would touch the back of her head! Meanwhile, Rose's body would be suspended perpendicular to the ring!

The brutality of the hold could not persist! It was an act of all strength and no technique, and after a few moments, and surely what felt like an eternity to Yuki, her legs slipped out of Rose's grasp! The lithe blonde hit the back of her head on the mat with a grunt of surprise and pain! Quickly, she rolled to her hands and knees. She cursed herself for losing her cool. She had this thing won! And yet it was her spirit that broke first! She raised her hands, prepared to take on whatever Yuki had could muster as a counter-attack!

[CaptainL]

Hearing that Rose believed she had made a point, Yuki fell silent. She didn't know if she should be proud that her opponent was acknowledging her, or worried that she was just putting ideas in her head. Though, she had little time to ponder these matters when Rose had even more excruciating torments in store for her. Yuki thought what she was dealing with already was bad enough - but it all was nothing compared to what was ahead of her!

Rose pushed back even further, bending Yuki over into a nigh-complete circle. The pain this put on her body was immense, with Yuki's smaller frame straining to balance the pressure. She couldn't hold it in any longer, and she screamed a scream even louder and shriller than ever before, her head rising from the mat enough to issue it forth. The crowd fell silent, wondering if Yuki had been seriously hurt. Even Yuki herself felt like her spine was going to snap like a twig at any moment. But Rose wouldn't go that far, surely...wouldn't she?

She wished she could say with confidence, anyway, that an opponent like Rose wasn't out to potentially cripple her for life. Or worse...

This would go on and on, all too long for Yuki's peace of mind. Her face went red, her body tense and trembling. Any moment, she felt like she could break. The tremors in her arms grew faster and faster - and then, they stopped.

Rose released Yuki, her grip giving out at the last minute. Everyone in the arena watched the ring, wondering what would happen next as the Dynamite Schoolgirl flopped down on her face against the mat. Slowly, her back rose and fell, her breaths weak. Yuki's fans kept their eyes fixed on her, waiting for her to get back up. They wanted to see what she'd do now that she was free, how she would get back at Rose for such brutal treatment.

But nothing happened. Yuki was still.

The truth began to set in for everyone watching. As the strain grew too powerful for her to manage, she had outright passed out in Rose's grasp!