Emelia Hjaal vs Emaline 'Emerald Viper' Tsuruoka - KO Clash: Iron Woman Match

[arktriumph]

"AGHHH! Nonono-AIIGHHHH!"

With each lift of the pressure Emelia was only treated to further torment as over and over again the figure four was wrenched hard to bring fresh waves of pain that left her reeling. She screwed her eyes shut, shaking her head, biting her lip and thumping clenched fists against the canvas as she writhed around helplessly in the submission hold, trying to outlast it.

"It's not... futile..." she panted desperately as Emaline finally loosened the hold. "I can beat... y-UNNHH!" Her rather empty statement was cut short by a kick to the head. She slumped on the canvas as Emaline disentangled herself from the hold, standing up.

Lying there dazed and groaning in pain, Emelia didn't even notice Emaline scaling the turnbuckle, the Scandinavian beauty clutching her skull with one hand as she lay on the canvas, reeling from her opponent's vicious offence.

[Kreydos]

Facing away from the ring, Emaline's lips curled into a smile as she spread her arms wide and basked in the reaction of the crowds, both the cheers and the boos alike. After a brief moment of revelling in her own glory, she leapt off the turnbuckle with a backflip, performing her signature, the Reptilian Skyfall (moonsault double foot stomp). Moreover, just before the stomp, she crossed arms, displaying to everyone just how little she thought of her opponent.
With her arms still crossed, the Viper circled the incapacitated Scandinavian, pretentious confidence characterising her stride. "Unfortunately, it is futile." The pinkette spoke with false melancholy. "Simply put, you weren't born to achieve victory. Let alone victory over me. You can strive against your own fate as much as you so desire, it changes nothing." She ended her sentence by performing a handstand, positioning her legs to align them with Emelia's breast. "That being the case, you can take solace in being a footnote within my illustrious career." Emaline uttered one more taunt before falling forwards, hitting her opponent with a handstand leg drop.

[arktriumph]

Emelia caught a glimpse of her foe hurtling through the air and had just enough time for her eyes to widen in horror before the inevitable impact arrived.

"AGUUHHHH!" Emelia spluttered in shock as Emaline's feet smashed down onto her exposed midriff, utterly winding the already flagging Norwegian. She coughed and wheezed for breath, eyes rolling in pain as she writhed feebly on the canvas before her merciless foe.

But things were far from over for Emelia, as the Emerald Viper circled her incapacitated form with devious intent, raining further insults down upon Emelia as she walked. Emelia felt the blood rushing to her cheeks as her foe mocked her relentlessly, doing all she could to cement her dominance in this battle.

A flash of movement caught Emelia's dazed vision and she looked up blearily, only to see Emaline falling towards her from her handstand, slamming both legs down right across Emeila's breasts!

"Unnghhh..." Emelia blurted feebly as her chest was rocked by the blow. Her hands shot up, clutching at her aching breasts as she lay there, whining and squirming, right now not in a fit state to offer any rebuke to Emaline's offence!

[Kreydos]

"Take a moment to consider your performance thus far." Emaline snidely pointed out as she took a seat atop Emelia's chest. "Apart from a couple punches earlier, you've achieved nothing this match as a wrestler. However..." The Viper shifted her position before she grabbed one of the Scandinavian's wrist and pulled her closer, trapping her throat within two thighs in the same motion.

Move Reference

Her mounted triangle headscissor in place, Emaline continued to ridicule Emelia. "Your performance as a stepping stone on the other hand, is beyond satisfactory." She paused to chuckle. "You have my genuine appreciation." With eyes brimming with arrogance, she literally looked down upon her opponent. "With your assistance, I can exhibit my entire assortment of moves to the audience."
From there, the pinkette would repeat her cruel process of lightening and tightening the chokehold, all for the express purpose of prolonging the moment and seeing Emelia's reaction.

[arktriumph]

"Hrghhh!" Emelia gurgled as Emaline wrenched the reeling Scandinavian into position between her legs, clamping her thighs around Emelia's throat with one arm trapped awkwardly in the submission, preventing any kind of escape as she mocked Emelia's efforts in the match thus far.

A fresh swell of panic filled Emelia's breast as she struggled feebly, legs slithering on the canvas and twisting at the hip in a futile attempt to escape from Emaline's clutches. However, her opponent had far too much leverage for her to get free and she found herself trapped yet again at the Viper's mercy.

"No-no-AGGH! NGGHH!" Squeaks and gasps of pain were driven from Emelia's lips as she was treated to further torture, the hold squeezing repeatedly and leaving her crimson-faced and wheezing for breath. Emaline's cutting words filled Emelia with horror as she continued struggling feebly in the hold, hearing the clamour of the fans, many of whom seemed to be enjoying her utter capitulation at the Emerald Viper's hands.

"Let me go..." she whinged, totally incapable of getting loose from the hold on her own, and in no position to rebut Emaline's assessment of her performance.

[Kreydos]

"I have every intention to." Emaline answered Emelia's pleas with false benevolence. "However, before I can do so, there is something I require of you. What that is, should be self-evident." Letting out a malignant giggle, the Viper constricted the Scandanivan's breathing as much possible. When she does eventually pass out again, Emaline would sigh in satisfication as she ran her fingers through the back of her head, combing her hair. Moreover, she maintained the headscissor as the referee checked if her opponent was unconscious and kept the hold in place even after the ref confirmed the knockout.
Invariably, the referee's demands would convince her to free her unconscious victim. This time, she delegated the task of reviving Emelia to the referee and strode over to the nearest corner. After scaling the turnbuckles, Emaline made herself comfortable atop the top ropes by laying across them and propping her head up on her first. All that was left for her to do was wait for Emelia to wake up.

Pose Reference

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"Gngh... nooo... hnnhhh..." With a final whimper of capitulation Emelia once again crashed into unconsciousness from the steely squeeze of Emaline's thighs. She went limp again, her struggles finally stopping and her foe disentangled herself soon after. As Emaline took her position on the turnbuckle the referee tried to bring the brunette back to consciousness once more.

"Unnhh..." Emelia burbled as once again she was brought back to the unpleasant reality of the match against the Emerald Viper where she was already two knock outs down. Waving the referee away she struggled onto all fours with a moan, crawling to the ropes and using them to slowly and painfully drag herself upright.

Only when she eventually turned around, sagging with her arms over the top ropes to support herself, did she see Emaline looking back, the other woman's shapely form lounging across the top of the turnbuckle opposite her without a care in the world. A scowl marred the pretty Scandinavian's face and with an effort she straightened up, stepping out to the middle of the ring.

"Sh-show some respect!" she stuttered indignantly, pointing to the ring floor. "Get off there and fight me fairly!" The echo of her shrill voice sounded petulant even to her ears, but the embarrassment of her performance so far had Emelia flustered.

[Kreydos]

"Hmph." Emelia's outburst drew an amused chuckle out of Emaline. "I always treat my opponents with the respect they deserve." In a haughty manner, she replied with a genuine but insulting truth. "Nonetheless, I shall deign to comply with your request." She stood up straight from her perch and placed her hands behind her back. From there, she casually walked across the top ropes like a tight rope, though she never averted her disdainful gaze from the Scandinavian.
Should she close the distance between herself and the Viper in an attempt to disrupt her brazen stunt, she would pre-emptively retaliate by springboarding off the ropes to deliver a missile dropkick to the head. Otherwise, she would continue walking the top ropes until she aligned herself perfectly with her opponent. And then attempt the aforementioned missile dropkick from there.
Regardless of whether the dropkick connects or not, she instantly performed a kip-up to spring back to her feet before she nonchalantly flicked her hair over her shoulder. And then she continued deriding Emelia. "That said, 'fight' is too generous of a term."

[arktriumph]

Emelia could only watch in shock as Emaline virtually ignored her, quipping away without a care in the world as she started to tightrope across the top rope of the ring, showboating for the fans even as Emelia stood ready and waiting. With a snort of frustration she started forward, aiming to interrupt this ridiculous stunt.

Only for Emaline to suddenly come rocketing off the ropes and aiming a vicious missile dropkick right at Emelia's face!

"AGUUH!" Emelia squealed as the dropkick caught her totally by surprise and whacked her in the head, sending the Scandinavian reeling backwards, her head spinning from the impact. Managing to keep her feet, she staggered away from Emaline, cursing her own foolishness for walking into that trap. The Emerald Vipers stinging words cut through the pain of the blow however, making Emelia's cheeks redden with fury.

"I'll show you a fight!" she yelled shrilly, launching herself in an unsteady charge at her foe, recklessly swinging at her with a double axe-handle chop, trying to smack her opponent right in the chest!

[Kreydos]

With a confident grin, Emaline stood still and allowed her arms to hang limply by her sides, tilting her head as she watched Emelia blunder her way closer. The fool even telegraphed her move in the most obvious manner possible. Instead of anything fancy or technical, the Viper would dodge by side-stepping in a casual fashion. At the same time she put her foot forward to trip the Scandinavian and send her tumbling into the ropes.

If her cocky counter was successful, Emaline would quickly press her advantage; she dashed forward and made a short hop, crashing a knee into her opponent's head. After springing back to her feet, she would comb the back of her head with one hand before crossing her arms. "To refer to as what you just shown me as a 'fight' would be erroneous." She stated arrogantly. "It would be more suitable to refer to it as 'furiously flailing about'."