Yuki Kazikura vs. Rose Gold - Mercy Match

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It took Rose Gold about as long as it took the crowd to realize what had happened. Yuki wasn't going to be launching an awe-inspiring counter attack. She wasn't going to be barking out some insufferable comeback. She wasn't going to have a comeback at all. This thought, combined with the sight of the Dynamite Schoolgirl sleeping peacefully brought a cruel smile to her lips. "You arrogant idiot!" She returned fully to her feet then, dusting herself off as if she'd never been worried at all.

The ref looked on and began to raise a hand to call for the bell. That hand was snatched out of the air with a slap by Rose Gold. She yanked the striped shirt wearing official over to her and stared up into her eyes. Her expression grim and threatening. Their difference in height would have been comical if the Referee didn't clearly look concerned for her safety. "She didn't quit. And I didn't let her." The words were accompanied by a glare towards her defenseless foe.

She pulled the referees hand down and rested it against her side. She gave her a comforting pat on her shoulders and even fixed her hair for her. "Now go wait in the corner for my permission to end the match. Unless..." She smiled a toothy shark's smile. "You'd like to take her place?" She didn't wait for the Ref's answer. She allowed her to scurry away before returning to Yuki.

"Now where was I. Ah. That's right. I was about to make you beg!" She grinned that same grin towards Yuki as she snatched up the unconscious woman's limbs. Rose bent her body over Yuki's and wrapped her arms and legs around the unconscious woman's thighs respectively. Then, she flipped them over. She had Yuki trapped face-up in a leg spread submission. Her thighs pulled apart exposing her unconscious body. With all the jostling, she was certain the woman would wake. And when she did, she'd find herself in great peril.

"You didn't think you could get away with sleeping in the middle of a match did you?" And with that, the stretch was on. Rose Gold arched her back. She pulled down with her arms and legs and all of the strength she could muster. The lion tamer had been a flashy move, but one that took a lot of energy. One that spread it's damage across a considerably large area of the body. But this maneuver was more in the Sinister Siren's wheelhouse. It focused on one specific area. Poor Yuki's already devastated crotch! "BEG FOR ME!"

The Truck

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Yuki lay lifelessly on her stomach, passed out on the canvas from exertion alone. The match had stretched her body to the limit, and she simply couldn't keep up any more. As soon as Rose's grip slipped from her, Yuki fell flat on her face, her arms at her sides and her hair draped over her face as her head was turned off to the side. Her skirt had turned up, exposing her rear only covered barely by her now-considerably-ridden-up leotard, but compared to all Yuki had been through in these last few minutes alone that was nothing.

Out as she was, she didn't respond to Rose taunting her. She didn't react as the blonde went over to stop the referee from ruling the match over - but the crowd certainly did. Those who had come in Yuki's support were booing Rose and the lack of mercy she displayed, but such would do little to slow her down. She already knew what she was doing, after all.

Soon, Yuki began to stir. She shook her head, collecting herself and clearing the hair out of her eyes. Yuki wondered what had happened, and if the match had been called off. If it had, she thought, that would still be a win for her. Even if she had lost, she had denied Rose the chance to so categorically destroy her the way she had set out to do, and gone out a fighter.

Unfortunately, that wasn't what was happening.

As she felt a surge of pain go through her legs, Yuki looked up - only to find herself in a hold as crushing as it was humiliating, as Rose now had her by the thighs, folding her over herself. Her legs were spread, her crotch wide open to anyone looking on - and the pressure wrenching her limbs to either side didn't make matters any easier! Yuki's face went red, and her back arched up from the canvas, uselessly fighting at the hold before she sunk back down. She let out another scream, her face going rigid with pain. This time, when Rose made her demands, Yuki wouldn't be as resistant. "AAAAHH!! Stop!! PLEASE! STOP!!"

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"Good girl!" She said succinctly before putting everything she had into tearing Yuki's groin apart from both sides! She'd split her down the middle if she could. Yuki's submission wasn't enough.

This was what Rose Gold sought in the business. This was everything she loved. A beautiful woman's body on display and in her full control. All the while, they were screaming, in pain or pleasure, and begging Rose to finish them. For Rose, this wasn't unlike a Hentai Match. Her nipples stood to attention beneath the thin film of her black leotard as the warmth of arousal coursed through her body. "Mmm. That's it darling. Scream for me! You know just what to say to get me going!" Her legs pulled harder as she felt her belly and the area just below it tighten with excitement. She was getting off on torturing and humiliating Yuki... And worse, she wasn't ashamed of it at all.

"Look at that beautiful flower. I wonder how it would look while it's being stretched like this, hm?" Rose asked huskily. Her eyes glazed over in the throws of her twisted lust. One hand released from Yuki's thigh. At this stage, one was more than enough and there was work to do! Her fingers played along the edge of Yuki's leotard. Her nails slipping under the edge just -barely-. But enough to threaten the Dynamite Schoolgirl. "Shall we show them? Shall we let the world see you upside down, screaming, and spread open!?" She demanded! She ran her fingers in a line, tracing the curve of Yuki's inner thigh and dragging her nails in a tickle along the hem of her leotard. All it would take is a quick tug, and she would be exposed.

"Or are you ready to tell the world the truth? About you. And about me."

[CaptainL]

It had been a long, drawn-out process for Rose to wear down at Yuki's resolve, but, as the pain pushed at the limits of what she could bear, her interests in survival were growing to eclipse her desire to make her opponent pay for her cruel taunts. She simply had no choice any longer. As her legs were wrenched further and further out to the sides, causing her to shudder and whimper, Yuki tossed her head back and forth. The tears were pouring down her face now, and her lip trembled with fear and pain, her face red from both humiliation and from exertion. She was, simply put, a mess. And even then, Rose didn't let up.

Yuki couldn't put forth the strength to tap out, her body paralyzed with pain, as she panted hoarsely for breath. But her verbal submission wasn't enough for Rose either, as the blonde began to run her fingers across the hem of Yuki's leotard, slipping them in through the leg hole. Yuki's eyes went wide, and her teeth clenched as she felt Rose's nails run along her skin. "N-No..." she muttered, her voice weak. "P-Please, don't..."

Being topless in the middle of the ring was one thing, and it was something Yuki was willing to put past her, as her career had given her far more highlights such that her match against Lucy was little more than a distant memory. But having her most sensitive areas exposed to the crowd was a humiliation of a completely different scale. The positions she'd been in already were certainly compromising, but this was something else entirely. It wasn't even the nudity that scared Yuki so much as how, in not being able to defend herself from her opponent shaming her so, it would be a display of total helplessness and submission. If Yuki couldn't even preserve her pride in a match against Rose, what did that say about her capabilities?

With the tears welling up in her eyes, she turned to look back at her opponent. "What...what do you want..? What do you want from me?"

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Yuki had been reduced to a pathetic, sobbing mess. Her nubile body splayed out for the audience as she begged. She had been drained of all the vim and vigor that had made her a fan favorite. The fire that drove her to push Rose as far as she had this match had been snuffed out. Rose Gold had won. And yet, she didn't relent. She had yet to do what she had scheduled this match to do. Beyond making the former number one contender endorse Rose Gold. Beyond making the fan favorite wilt under the brightest lights in her career. She needed to make sure that whatever Yuki and the Coward had planned would come to an end. Rose Gold would have none of that!

Her hand left Yuki's leotard and rejoined her other hand in agonizing the Dynamite Schoolgirl. Smiling like a prom queen she held onto the unflattering submission. Channeling all the anger in her lilliputian body into Yuki's legs, thighs, and womanhood. "Tell me that you're weak! Tell the world that it should have been ME fighting for the title! And tell Kelsea that you're unworthy!" She instructed academically as she tore apart the poor woman's hips. "Improvise! Impress me!" She advised with glee.

"As if modesty depended on it." The final line was delivered equal parts disappointed and equal points deadpan.

[CaptainL]

Yuki let out a tense breath as she felt Rose draw her hand back from her, relieved that her worst fears weren't about to come true - for now. However, that wasn't to say that Rose was finished with her. Quite the opposite, in fact, as she continued to pull back on her legs, giving Yuki a cruel reminder of just how vulnerable she was right now. She let out another scream as the blonde bent back at her legs, forcing them to spread farther than they were ever meant to go, her head reeling from off the mat before it dropped back down. She felt like she was being ripped asunder, and that any further pressure would break her like a wishbone. She truly didn't know how much longer she could go.

Rose was also quick to dig into her with taunts and threats, and Yuki began to see how much was at stake. She was going to have to fully submit to Rose if she wanted to let her go with both her pride and her legs intact. The girl gulped, her face tense in fear. Had it really come to this? Through it all, Yuki had resolved to always do her best and to never give up. But she'd already seen by now how well trying to get out of her predicament through submission would go for her. Fighting back would be useless. There was only one way to end her torments. If she really needed to impress Rose, then...

"I'm...I'm sorry!! You win!! I'm weak! I said it! I..!" Far from the composure and calmness Yuki normally displayed, her voice was panicked and tear-choked to match the streams going down her face. It was the voice of a woman who truly feared, if not for her life, certainly for her good name, knowing that all could be ruined for her in an instant. "I said it, okay!? I'm weak! I'm h-hopeless..! I-!"

She stopped, then, her voice choking up as she considered the last command from Rose. To tell Kelsea she was unworthy. Kelsea, the person who, all this time, had seemed to show the most faith in Yuki, and who had inspired her to keep her hopes alive. Yuki had been asked a lot. It hurt to compromise her pride like this. But there were some places she wouldn't dare to go.

Tossing her head back and forth, she grit her teeth, whining wordlessly under her breath. The very thought of saying such a thing rose like bile in her throat. The idea of saying them hurt. She couldn't bring herself to do it, and she went silent.

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"How could I expect an insufferable weakling like you to follow such complex instructions, hm?" The disappointment in her voice was palpable. Though it masked a cruel glee. In truth, Rose Gold was satisfied that Yuki hadn't simply done as she was told. It would have ruined the moment. The hunt was already over, Yuki had already been caught and incapacitated. Now it was time to prepare the kill. To surgically disassemble her in order to preserve the most savory cut. One wrong move could ruin the meat. Could taint it.

Many hunters found this tedious and dull compared to the thrill of the chase. But for Rose... The butchering was her favorite part. The humiliation, degradation, and submission of another woman's human spirit. It was -everything- was about. For her it was erotic. But on top of that, validating. To witness such weakness, such failure, iterated upon her that she was strong by comparison. Dark? Twisted? Perhaps. Damaged? Certainly. But knowing this didn't change the fact that this was what she thirsted for!

"Spare the rod, spoil the child, hm?" She stated in exhaustion as one of her hands snapped to Yuki's leotard like a bolt of lightning! Her fingers snared the fabric in the center of her fist as she pulled it tightly against Yuki's body! The fabric bunching up and cutting into her womanhood. Not revealing. Not yet. It was a reinforcement. A threat. And one that nearly brought the edges of her sensitive flower into view. Her backside was not as lucky. The wedgie drew the material between her athletic cheeks as it strained against Rose's grasp. It would bite into her nubile body, telling her, If her blonde opponent pulled hard enough, it might just tear completely.

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Yuki wished her response could have been a stronger one. She wished it could have reflected even a modicum of the determination this sort of situation deserved. Even as Rose continued to insult her, Yuki sucked in a breath, shivering and clenching her teeth; the malice in the blonde's words sent a chill down her spine, and she wished, against all hope, that she could prove her wrong.

But she couldn't. There was no way, right now, she was in any shape to fight back, or mount a meaningful defense. As much as she hated to admit it, she was helpless. No matter how much she resented the thought of giving in to Rose's demands, she was fighting a losing battle.

As Yuki's words faltered, Rose was quick to cut in, grabbing hold of her leotard and yanking up on it to dig the material further between her legs. "G-GAAAH..!!" she cried out, bucking up from the canvas in the throes of pain, just from the sharp tug rubbing uncomfortably against her sensitive regions. When the pain wore off, though, Yuki could feel the chill of the air against her bottom, and the heat rising in her cheeks as she realized how much more exposed she felt from the combination of the position she was in and the tension applied to her gear. It was more than just how much skin was showing - even if many wrestlers had more of their bodies exposed than Yuki's was right now, it was how vulnerable she was, helpless to resist or change anything, that made it so much worse.

She tossed her head back and forth, the reminder reigniting her interests in appeasing Rose. "P-Please..! I'll tell you what you want, o-okay? I'm...I'm hopeless!" Her voice cracked, the tears budding in her eyes. "I never deserved to be number-one contender! I shouldn't even be here! It...it should be you-!! Please..!"

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There it was. The peak of her despair. Rose Gold was beginning to worry that perhaps Yuki truly couldn't be broken. That somehow, this budding rookie possessed an insurmountable will. Be it the naivete of an easy life or the stalwart spirit of a hard one. But as it turned out, the truth was far more mundane. She was simply... Stubborn.

"Mmm. You really know what gets me going Yuki. I'm beginning to understand what Kelsea sees in you. Though I doubt she could make you scream like I do." She asserted herself by roughly pulling upon Yuki's attire. Biting into her nethers with the very thing that hid them. "More!" She demanded with a gleefully hungry look in her eyes.

"Plead!!" She was in the final legs of the race now, it was clear. Yuki had been vanquished Rose knew it. Yuki knew it. And every one of the booing fans knew it too. "Confess!" She redoubled her efforts on tearing the woman's legs apart. She wanted all the juice she could squeeze out of this wannabe! To defeat her in a way she would never forget. And if she never returned to the ring, it would be too soon.

"BEG ME FOR MERCY!"

[CaptainL]

Yuki hardly had time to be embarrassed by Rose's taunts, even as she went after her connections to Kelsea. She couldn't give that much thought when her world was consumed with pain and discomfort. With Rose pulling even harder on her leotard, forcing the fabric up even further and deeper into the contours of her body, she tossed her head back in another scream - and her voice was growing raspier, the more her throes of pain tore at her throat. She began to cough and sputter as she sunk back down, but even still, she shuddered. Her eyes were squeezed shut, but that still did little to stop the tears from flowing down her face.

Yuki's legs, too, were spreading wider and wider the more Rose put the torque on them, and she gagged and groaned through the pain. Before now, Yuki had hardly considered just how much force her body could take, and how far her joints could bend. And she didn't particularly like knowing the answer. But even if she tried her best to keep a cool head, some things were just impossible to ignore. Even after what seemed like an eternity, as she bent just mere milimeters further, the pain was as sharp as ever.

She was screaming now, the panic and frenzy evident in her voice. "I DO!! I CONFESS!!" she cried, even as her voice cracked from both the pain and the tears she was fighting back in vain, her head tossing back and forth. "I'll never be as good as you!! You're the one who deserves to be fighting for the title, not me! I'm too weak! I'm too hopeless! I...I don't deserve Kelsea!! I'm SORRY!!! HAVE MERCY!!!" With the last word she bucked off the ground, the final vowel fading into a scream, as Yuki was desperate to do whatever she could to end her torments. Anything that Rose would accept from her.