Jessica Wright vs. Michiko Shimizu

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Jessica was leaning back. With a flourish of her hair, she rid herself of the long purple locks that dangled in front of her face. It meant that she could see the world better, but it also meant that she could be seen by the world more clearly. So when the cameras focused on her, when the audience looked at her countenance, they would see Jessica practically glowing as she enjoyed all of the pain that she was inflicting on her opponent, moreso because she knew that Michiko's chest was front and center.

Then something darkened her beaming face. The precise words washed away like so many waves on the beach, but the sentiment behind them was the tricky part. There was defiance there that Jessica could not tolerate. Jessica accepted as a matter of course that she was the biggest and the best and the most intimidating. Not many women would simply bow down and accept Jessica's supremacy when it came to wrestling, and she knew that. But she didn't mind showing them different, by force.

"Don't say that. Just say not yet..." Jessica's snarl came in low, hushed town, intimate for the moment. Jessica released the hold on Michiko's arms so that she could grab the back of Michiko's head, and drive that head into the sand. From there, she would grind the woman's face into the coarse sand.

[CaptainL]

The camel clutch definitely hurt, that was for sure. Michiko's back was being wrenched into an arc, with the traction Jessica put on her chin only torquing her spine further. Her face contorted in pain, her teeth clenched and the blood rushing to her cheeks. Michiko trembled, facing the strain of being in this hold for even a moment longer. She felt like she could tap if it came to that - but Michiko would never dare do such a thing when faced with an opponent like Jessica! She couldn't let her win, and she couldn't let her have the pleasure of knowing she had bested the heroine. Though she had to grit her teeth, the veins in her neck bulging against the skin, Michiko still shouted out words of defiance.

After a while, Jessica pulled away from Michiko's arms and chin, but it would only be to force her into an even more demeaning position. Michiko barely had time to breathe before her face had been shoved down into the sand, her cries muffled into the surface of the beach! Not only did it leave an ache in her head from where her skull hit the ground, Michiko also felt the abrasive granules scrubbing at her face, and she began to to twist faster back and forth. Her muffled groans came louder and more frantic; she was desperate to do something to throw her opponent off her and get some air in her lungs!

[LtLukas]

Jessica ground Michiko's face into the sand for a bit. This was not an act that one wrestler might do to another, she thought. Rather, it was the act of a bully, a larger kid forcefully humiliating another. Given what federation they were at, there were certainly more adult ways that Jessica could degrade her opponent, but for the time and place this felt appropriate. Demanded, even. Michiko was writhing underneath her, doing what she could to get out. And for a second, Jessica was able to hang on.

But Jessica, ever the attacker, was too focused on her assault to stabilize herself. As such, she was tossed off her opponent and dumped on the sand. Undeterred by the exchange, Jessica rose to her feet, her purple eyes glowering with the malicious satisfaction of having just completed such a move. "I'm telling you, it will be a lot easier if you just give up. I am telling you this for your benefit, not mine," Jessica taunted, not bothering to hide her malevolent glee.

[CaptainL]

As soon as she had thrown her weight to the side, finally feeling Jessica's leave her, Michiko rolled onto her back. For a moment, she had to stay down, laying in the sand as she caught her breath. She shook her head back and forth, shaking the sand out of her face and hair, and she spat out what had gotten in her mouth. Michiko shuddered just at the thought of it. Not only had it been an unpleasant experience, but it was downright humiliating that she, a proud and strong warrior of justice, would have to suffer such ignoble torments at the hands of an evildoer! She knew that Jessica would have to pay for this!

Michiko pushed herself off the ground, getting into a seated position as she narrowed her eyes at Jessica with a glare. Next, she got back to her feet, assuming her full height with her gaze fixed on her foe. "Easy or not, I don't care!" Michiko boasted. "I can't let you win! And that's a challenge I'm willing to face!"

Taking one defiant step forward and then another, Michiko closed in on Jessica. As she got into range, she turned and kicked out with her leg, aiming a superkick at the Violet's jaw!

[LtLukas]

Jessica saw it before she heard it. A globule of spit and sand shot downwards towards the earth that it had just come from, then her perked up ears took in the sound of Michiko hocking it down. Jessica chuckled to herself. It was a physical testament to what she had just done, and Michiko's spit would be on the beach as long as there was a beach, silently announcing what had just transpired. There would be footage to, but the roll of a camera was such a pellucid artifact. As Michiko turned to face her, Jessica thought that the only two things that remained would be to get some of Michiko's blood and tears.

"You're not gonna- WHOA!" Jessica got the first letter right, because she wanted to say win. After that, it was basically a disaster. A powerful kick slammed into Jessica's jaw, jerking her head back in a nasty fashion before Jessica fell to the ground. For a second, she lay there, vulnerable to any follow up attack. But shortly after, she would try to scramble up, a prospect made that little bit slower thanks to how slippery the sand was and the pain that was slowing her down.

[CaptainL]

Jessica stood there, smugly gloating over the success she had had in grinding Michiko's face into the sand. The lilac-haired girl was still feeling it, for sure. Her cheeks burned from both the irritating sensation and the humiliation of being shown up in such a way. But rather than crumple in shame, Michiko was determined to be better than that. She had to get even. And, as she strode toward Jessica with purpose, closing the distance between them to get within range, the Violent Violet was so lost in her own thoughts that she wouldn't even know what had hit her - not until Michiko kicked out and nailed her right in the jaw!

Michiko was at a bit of a disadvantage when it came to such a move. When she had came to the beach dressed for the occasion, being hit by her bare foot wouldn't hurt as much as Jessica's boot. But Michiko liked to think she could hit hard enough to make up for it, and either way, Jessica surely wouldn't enjoy being thrown off her feet by the force of the blow! With Jessica falling to her back, a cheer went up from the crowd, as Michiko smiled, placing her hands on her hips. Things were starting to turn around.

Jessica attempted to rise, but with the surface of the beach proving less forgiving when it came to traction, she would end up slipping, scattering sand around her. That bought Michiko some time, and she was quick to take advantage of it, as she took a step closer to Jessica and raised her foot again, this time to stomp on her stomach and hold her down! "I don't think so!" she called out. If that worked at stifling Jessica's struggles, Michiko would then bend down and reach for her legs, looking to swing her over onto her stomach. Then, she would lower herself onto her back, bringing her weight down on her spine and bending back her legs with a Boston Crab!

[LtLukas]

Jessica felt her rise getting away from her. Sand flowing through an hourglass represented time, time that Jessica no longer had with Michiko bearing down on her. The Violent Violet knew that an attack was coming, because on some level she knew that her evil acts and her reputation would catch up with her, but she prayed that she would at least be upright to deal with the attacks before it finally came. Unfortunately, Jessica had only gotten up about halfway when a foot sank into her tight abs and forced her back into the sand painfully. She looked up at Michiko, glaring and snarling with rage, but Michiko acted before she did when the heroine grabbed her leg.

With a few quick movements, Jessica was now in a Boston crab. The crowd roared their approval at seeing a nasty woman like Jessica be contorted so painfully, and make no mistake about it Jessica was in a ton of pain. As an experienced wrestler, she had been in a position like this before. But every single one applied a ridiculous amount of pressure on her legs and back. The Violent Violet could no longer hold it, as she let a scream of anguish burst forth from her lips. She desperately grabbed at the sand, looking for any leverage that she could to escape the torturous clutches of her purple haired opponent!

[CaptainL]

Michiko had suffered too long at Jessica's hands, and she was made quite familiar with the sort of cruel tricks the Violent Violet was capable of pulling off - more familiar than she would like to be. But while Michiko's face and eyes stung from where Jessia had pushed her into the sand, a new emotion was welling up within her. She knew she had to punish Jessica and set the record right, to ensure that justice and fairness would win the day. Michiko needed to win, just for the sake of what she stood for. But more than that, she had been personally wronged. She was out for revenge - and now, she had just the right opportunity to dish it out!

Though Jessica attempted to rise, Michiko was quick to swing out with a kick, knocking her back down into the sand. Though Jessica looked back up at her foe with a furied snarl, Michiko was undeterred - after all, she had a plan, and as she bent Jessica's legs back over her shoulders as she dropped down onto her spine, she was putting that into action!

Jessica's screams were backed by the cheers of the crowd, as the fans erupted into applause at the sight of the Violet's suffering. Michiko took it all in, and it caused her to beam with pride. The bikini-clad girl flexed Jessica's spine back even further, as she held her head high and thrust out her chest. Michiko posed for the flash of cameras, taking this moment as though she was already standing in triumph! "I think the fans have spoken," Michiko said, "and they won't let you get away with your tricks!"

[LtLukas]

Jessica heard everything. There was the snap snap snap of all the cameras and the creak creak creak of her muscles being stretched to their limit. Then of course there was Michiko punctuating the din of all the noises with her triumphal proclamation. Jessica knew that her tricks were not doing her any good in the long run. A low blow here and the use of a weapon there would help her win the match in the short term, but in the long term it meant that she was painting a target on her back. A target that women like Michiko was more than happy to take up, as exemplified by the fact that Jessica was being bent to her breaking point.

The Boston Crab was in there tight, and Jessica knew that. But there had to be some way, any way that she could get out of it. She had been clutching at the sand, and due to that she was not able to make any progress thanks to the give of the sand. As a last ditch effort, she used the sand in her hand to fling up towards her opponent's face. She knew that she couldn't get it in Michiko's eyes thanks to the angle that she was at, but she thought it might distract her enough to go for something more efficient.

Jessica pulled with her legs. In the short run, it would hurt. But as she had contemplated the short run and long run earlier, she knew that she would need to do what was going to get her out of it. She tried to grab at Michiko's foot, hoping that pulling down with her legs would get her opponent off balanced enough that Jessica would be able to slither out from the tight hold.

[CaptainL]

Not only was Michiko taking pride in having Jessica beneath her and at the mercy of a crushing hold, but everyone in the crowd was eager to see it too. Jessica's tricks had made a name for her, and not exactly a positive one - she was well-known as a rebel and a rulebreaker, and while some had to enjoy her attitude, many more awaited the day she would get her comeuppance. But as far as everyone was aware, that day was now - and the cheers going out were enough to prove how excited people were for that fact!

Michiko heard it all, of course, and she beamed with the smile of a victor. All she was doing now was waiting for Jessica to tap out. When she raised her hand, at first Michiko thought that moment had arrived. But instead, she saw a cloud of sand kicked into the air, and her eyebrow raised in confusion. Some of it landed on her, though it missed her face, scattering across her chest and the toned contours of her midsection. Michiko met that with a chuckle. "Hm? I think you missed!" she boasted.

Little did Michiko know, the moment she had let her guard down, she had already fallen prey to Jessica's deceits! A moment later, she felt the sharp jerk on her ankle. "Huh-?" But Michiko had only a few seconds to feel the confusion set in before Jessica used that extra leverage to
pull her legs down further! Michiko tried to stay on, but she couldn't keep up her grip. Soon, Jessica had slipped out from under her, leaving her falling back into the sand.