Mina Takemi vs. Erin Quinn

[Noob]

Erin stood up to face her opponent before taking a deep breath. The redhead would have to be more careful if she wanted to put Mina away. It was pretty apparent that the more experienced wrestler knew just how to take advantage of Erin's carelessness. That did little to deter the brawler though. She just had to be better, or beat Mina down until it didn't matter. Still full of confidence, Erin raised her arms and would approach her foe.

"Yeah? You fucking wish." The redhead shot back with a slight shake of her head.

With Mina seemingly staying on the defensive, Erin was happy to make the first move. While Erin had already forgotten which leg she had tried to damage, it was obvious that Mina was a little shaky on her feet. "Alright...let's see what you've got left in that tank." Erin taunted before charging forward. While she wasn't exactly full of energy herself, the redhead figured she was in better shape than her opponent. Hoping to take advantage of Mina's hopefully worn down legs, Erin would bend a bit as she went forward. She would try to grab her foe around the waist and go for a quick take down.

[SuckerPunch]

"Come on then!" She demanded despite not moving forward.

The two women were planning to leave it all in the ring it seemed, as Erin had once again begun her approach. It was a charge, because of course it was. It was slower than it had been before. Erin was suffering too, albeit she seemed to be in better condition than the Mature wrestler. Time was a fickle bitch and Erin Quinn had been blessed with a younger body.

She would have liked to meet her in the center of the ring, charging and clashing like two great bucks... But she couldn't. God she couldn't. Sweat trickled down the side of her face. Her attire clung to her body, dampened by the effort of the match. Mina Takemi was no stranger to being suddenly wet, albeit, it typically had a different connotation when a younger woman was involved.

Mina knew that she only had a few steps left in her. She needed to end the match soon. No more flashy moves. No more showmanship. She was out of options and left with only guts! How very Japanese of her...

As Erin made her approach she began to bend. Mina's knee was wounded and she knew it. Clever. "Too slow!" She spat at Erin's head as she counter attacked the woman! She pushed down hard on the canvas as she drove the other knee up, crashing it into Erin's exposed chin!

However... It was Mina who was sent stumbling instead. "AGH!" She cried out! The pressure on her right knee had been too much for her. The move might connect, but it would only be enough to halt Erin's progress. Like an uncomfortable jab instead of a match-ending haymaker. Hardly the knock out blow the Ring Therapist had hoped for!

Mina would fall backwards, landing against the ropes. Her breasts shook from the sudden stop and in that moment, the worn-out warrior did look quite heavenly. Her fall against them would send her staggering, not unlike an irish whip, limping back out toward Erin with a pained look on her face. She'd put up a good fight... But her legs were all but completely gone. The matches damage had finally caught up to her!

[Noob]

Erin latched on to Mina's waist in an attempt to topple the woman. Unfortunately she was practically stopped in her tracks by a swift knee to the chin. Luckily for Erin Mina's attack didn't have the power behind it that she might have wanted and a now very annoyed Erin was holding on to Mina's waist with what she knew was going to be a bruised jaw. "Guuugh damn it!" She groaned, her eyes now shut tight as she tried to push forward.

Push forward Erin did. This was of course made easier by a now off balance Mina who had trouble supporting herself on one leg. Erin managed to shove Mina against the ropes. Instinctively Erin pulled back, looking to avoid another hard strike. Nothing happened though and as Erin looked back at her foe she could see why. Mina looked exhausted. As Mina approached her, Erin knew it was time to go for a big finish.

The redhead took a step forward and aimed a knee at her foe's stomach. She aimed to wrap her arms around a doubled over Mina and lift her into the air for a northern lights suplex. She wouldn't be able to hold her up for two long but she was hoping a solid slam, if successful, would be enough to do the other woman in.

[SuckerPunch]

Mina's approach towards Erin was completely accidental and entirely defenseless! With one eye closed she stumbled towards her opponent. Her mouth hung open as she took deep heavy breaths. Her right arm drew skyward as she came into range and she'd bring it down like thunder upon Erin's head! Or at least... She'd hoped to... Her blow was sent off course as Erin drove a knee into her belly.

"Gah!" Her belly compressed, her abs no longer having the durability to suffer such a blow. Erin's knee found little resistance as she shocked the mature woman's insides! "I W-won't! L-lose!" She rasped as her body folded neatly into Erin's plans.

With a brief hop, Erin elevated the Mature woman over her head. The world turned upside down before Mina was struck with it! The back of her neck and shoulders took the brunt of the impact! "HAHN!"! The pain causing her to grit her teeth amongst her cries. Though what might have been worse was Erin's shoulder spearing her to the mat as a consequence of the throw! Her eyes bulged wide in suffering as her supple breasts impaled by the rigid bone. The warm pillowy orbs threatened to spill out of their confines as they were forced against her ribs.

Despite the screams, Mina was operating on pure instinct. Her world was spinning and her vision was filled with tiny flecks of black. Her belly ached, from both the beating and from lack of oxygen. She'd burned through a lot in this match... Was this her limit?

[Noob]

Erin held Mina up for a brief moment before tossing the woman over her shoulders and coming back down. The ring shook on impact as Mina took a hard fall in front of a roaring crowd. "What was that about losing?" The redhead finally said from the ground. She just couldn't help but get one more jab in. Erin took a moment to regain her breath after straining herself lifting her foe. After a deep breath she rolled over and propped herself up on all fours.

The Irish brawler looked down at her foe. Mina certainly didn't seem like she was going to be getting back up soon. And so Erin took her time getting into position. She crawled a bit to the side before placing her body across Mina, placing an arm across the woman's chest to brace herself and keep her opponent pressed down. She hooked her other arm around Mina's leg before lifting it to complete the pin.

It wasn't long before the referee made her way over to begin the count. "ONE!" they announced, slapping the canvas.

[SuckerPunch]

Erin's words entered Mina's consciousness like a series of horns. Her eyes were hollow and her mouth hung open. If not for the swelling of her flushed chest, one might assume she was gone for good. But all that seemed to be functioning in Dr. Takemi was her autonomous systems. Erin was able to clambor over the beautiful milf with no resistance whatsoever. Her body shimmered with sweat from a match hard-fought. Her hair was in total disarray and her attire was pulled and misaligned in any number of directions.

Her body was folded up into a basic leg hook pin and the ref was already slapping the mat. The leg that was lifted gave the view of that side's bare ass cheek, her attire pulled completely between them. Her inner thigh was exposed as well, the line of her one-piece just -barely- covering her delicate womanhood. Though it was all but visible from the traceable camel toe the restricting position caused. She looked every bit beaten as the count continued!

"TWO!..."

[Noob]

Erin held her downed opponent in place for a moment longer while she saw the flash of cameras and a roaring crowd. Finally she heard one last slap on the canvas.

"THREE!"

And with that the match was over. Erin let go of Mina's leg and with a large grin she pushed herself up to her knees. The redhead slowly rose to her feet and wiped away the sweat dripping down her forehead before raising her arms in victory. She took a moment just to revel in her victory and perhaps to make sure she caught her breath before she spoke. "That's right! Count it. Another chick wrecked by this redhead!" The Irish brawler declared while pointing her thumbs back at herself. She was obviously quite proud of herself after a hard fought match.

A rather confident Erin turned back to her opponent. "Well if you ever want another beating, you know where to find me." The redhead teased. "But don't think I'll be as gentle next time." She added with false bravado while flashing Mina a quick wink. It wasn't much longer before Erin made her way out of the ring and would head off for well deserved warm shower to relax her tired muscles.