Emaline vs Miriam Condor: Constricted Prey

[Kreydos]

"Such a pathetic stepping stone you are." Emaline remarked with a mocking grin. "Is this what you had in mind, when you stated that we shall 'have a good match'?" She let out an insidious giggle before she snapped her legs as tightly as possible around Miriam's throat and joyfully watched her eyes roll to the back of her head before passing out. Then the pinkette released the redhead's body, rolled her onto her back, and went for the pin. Seeing this, the referee started the count.
"One!.."
"Two!.."
"Th-..?"

The pin was broken, not by Miriam, but by Emaline herself; she pulled her poor victim by the hair to force her shoulders off the mat. With an insidious smirk adorning her face, the Viper shook her head at the ref before she stripped her opponent to just her bare undergarments. Once that was done, she jumped up and crashed both her feet onto Miriam's abdomen.
Yet Emaline didn't stop there. Immediately after landing her double foot stomp, she used Miriam's stomach as a springboard to jump into the air once more. This time, the pinkette tucked her legs in and executed a backflip before she smashed her knees into her foe's midsection for a backflip knee drop.

[Talimaya]

Miriam barely had time to comprehend the taunt before the hold was tightened. Those powerful legs clamping down hard. It certainly took no time at all to send her off to dreamland, her body slumping to the mat. Her body was easily rolled over for the pin, little more than dead weight as Emaline picked up an easy...

Well she would have picked up an easy win. But apparently she had other plans for Miriam. She was stripped down by her opponent, only giving a weak groan as she was reduced down to her bra and panties. They were very basic white undergarments, having nothing really special about them at all. And then Emaline woke Miriam back up in quite a painful way, both of her feet sinking deep into her belly as she jumps onto her. Her arms and legs jerk up reflexively from the impact, eyes opening wide as the blow snapped her back to consciousness.

Her mouth was opening wide to cough or gasp from the stomp to her poor stomach. But it seemed like her opponent wasn't done tormenting her. Her belly was used like she was a human trampoline, and she jumped off of her. The pressure made her gasp for breath turn into a groan. Her eyes had shut tight in pain, not letting her see that Emaline had flipped and...

Her eyes shot open wide in pain as those knees sank deep into her abs, practically turning them to jelly with the impact as her body jerked up around the knees before flopping back down to the mat. The pain was excruciating, leaving Miriam desperately gasping for breath. She felt like she might just pass out again already as her body spasms underneath Emaline. Her stomach was already turning red from the abuse. If it wasn't for the fact that she was gasping for breath while drool runs from the corners of her mouth, she would have likely been begging Emaline to stop.

[Kreydos]

Emaline sneered as she looked down upon her reeling victim, rendered utterly breathless by her vicious assaults on the abdomen. Pressing her hands onto the canvas, she performed a handstand, easing the weight digging down onto Miriam's belly and providing her with a modicum of relief. It was not too last. The Viper 'walked' using her hands to align herself with her downed opponent's midsection before she tucked her legs in and let her body fall forwards, crashing her knees onto the redhead's stomach once more.

Should the handstand knee drop connect, Emaline would laugh maliciously before she taunted a likely winded Miram. "Something the matter?" The pinkette asked in a voice conveying false sincerity. "I recall that you said something along the lines of wishing that we should 'have a good match'. I am only fulfilling that wish."

[Talimaya]

The pain in her stomach from the vicious blows had left Miriam trying to catch her breath even as her opponent lifts herself up in that handstand over her. She was gasping, struggling to recover as she looks to Emaline. She had already been knocked out, and now she was being toyed with. But before she could plead with her opponent those knees once more sank into her belly, leaving her gasping and squirming beneath Emaline. It felt like her insides were being completely pulverized. Her eyes were tearing up with pain, and all she could get her body to do was for her legs to kick pathetically against the mat.

The taunting only made it worse as Miriam tried to gasp for breath. Her body was writhing beneath those knees that were pressed tight into her. She didn't even notice at first that she had been stripped down. Her focus had been taken up by her belly being quite battered and her opponent taunting her. She still wanted to plead with Emaline for her to stop. But it was hard to do anything other than cough and gasp for breath.

[Kreydos]

"Ah, I see what is." Emaline spoke in an overly gentle and tender tone. "You require some assistance regarding your breath, specifically your lack of it." While she monologued away, she also flipped Miriam onto her stomach. "Fortunately for you, I possess the knowledge of some effective treatment and in my generosity, I am willing to apply it to you." The Japanese wrestler promptly mounted the American's back and grabbed the same arm that had endured a cross armbar earlier.

"All that I ask of you in return is an encore." Emaline sniggered as she wrenched her opponent's arm, trapping it an a painfull chickenwin. Every now and then, she eased the strain from the submission hold but such moments of respite never lasted more than a second. She always re-applied the chickenwin at its most agonising extent and relished the reaction it drew from Miriam.

[Talimaya]

The tone given to the words made Miriam squirm a little bit, knowing that the real meaning behind the words wouldn't be so nice. Her struggles were still quite weak despite the match having not been going on for long. It didn't matter though. The pain was proving to be too much. And giving up wasn't going to be possible. Giving a groan of protest as she was rolled over onto her bruised and battered stomach, Miriam wanted to try to buck and toss Emaline off. But about all she could manage was to kick her feet against the mat as her opponent mounts her back.

With her already sore arm grabbed, more pain would be introduced as it was wrenched behind her in yet another hold. At first the pain was just making her head spin as she hisses through clenched teeth. She was pressing her face to the mat as she squirms in Emaline's grasp. And the hold kept lightening up, only for it to feel like it was applied even more painfully than before. That wasn't the case, but with her arm being worked over it certainly felt like it. It didn't take long for the hold to start eliciting pained screaming from Miriam. "AAUUUUGGGHH! STOP!" She was trying to press her face against the mat even more now. Perhaps to hide from the pain, or just from the shame of being toyed with so easily.

[Kreydos]

"~Such a sweet melody.~" With a less than subtle moan, Emaline commented on her foe's screams. "But, I do agree with your suggestion to 'stop'. Even the sweetest of melodies will inevitably grow stale due to overexposure." She broke the chickwen but maintained a tight grip on Miriam's wrist, at the same time snatching her other wrist. "A different tune is in order." The pinkette declared before she weaved the redhead's arms around her own throat and leaned back, applying a straightjacket camel clutch.

Straightjacket Camel Clutch Reference

As per usual, Emaline played her depraved game of lightening the submission hold, granting Miriam a single breath and easing the pressure on her back before cranking up the suffering again. Like before, the reprieves barely lasted more than a second. After a minute or so of casual torture, the sadistic snake would tire of the chokehold and once again go straight for the knockout.

[Talimaya]

Part of Miriam was glad that this match didn't allow for submissions. She might have given in already to Emaline, which would have been quite humiliating for her to lose so quickly. Of course those feelings wouldn't help the fact that her opponent seemed to relish every single bit of pain she was inflicting on her. Giving a small gasp as she was finally released from the hold, the moment of relief didn't last long.

With both of Miriam's arms grabbed and pulled over her neck, her eyes went wide as her opponent leans back into the hold. Before she could give a cry of protest, she found herself locked in tight. Her arms were pulled tight to her neck, making it hard to catch her breath as her back was bent painfully. She was flexible, but even that couldn't stop the pain from the hold. Even as the hold lightened a bit, Miriam didn't have much strength to do anything but kick her feet against the mat.

Every time Emaline pulls back hard on the hold, Miriam lets out a small groan of pain. Her body was trembling, her back aching in pain even as her head spins from the chokehold from her own arms. And as the hold was tightened even harder than before, Miria realized too late that Emaline didn't intend to let up. She could only give a weak groan as her head starts to spin. And before long she would pass out in the hold, her eyes rolling back in her head as a bit of drool runs from the corner of her mouth.

[Kreydos]

Emaline's twisted smile widened as she felt Miriam's pitiful writhing and kicking about slowly come to a stop, her consciousness completely snuffed out by the Viper's brutal submission hold. "Heheh." She snickered and dropped the straightjacket camel clutch, leaving her opponent's body to flop lifelessly to the floor. Then she rolled Miriam onto her back and pinned her. The referee reacted accordingly.
"One!.."
"Two!.."
"Thr-..?!"

And much like before, Emaline broke her own pin via the same method as before, her lips still curled into a insidious grin. Unsurprisingly, her actions caused a disgusted backlash from most members of the audiences but even then, there existed those who derived pleasure watching her depravity in action. Regardless, she heeded them little mind.

Planning to outdo her previous method of waking her snoozing foe up, she sauntered to a corner and smoothly leapt onto the top turnbuckle. She faced the crowds, closed her eyes, and spread her arms, basking in the less than friendly reception she recieved from the crowds. Invariably, she soon jumped off the turnbuckle, performing a backflip as she soared through the air for a moonsault. She attempted her signature move, the Reptilian Skyfall (Moonsault double foot stomp). Moreover, she crossed her arms just before she made her landing and stomping on Miriam's unguarded stomach.

Stomp Pose Reference

[Talimaya]

The match had quickly spiraled into little more than pure torment for Miriam. Her body had gone limp again as she passed out once more in her opponent's grasp. And yet a second time as she was pinned, it was broken by her opponent just before the three count was reached. Her pain and suffering wasn't over just yet it would seem.

Miriam wasn't going anywhere while Emaline climbed herself up onto the turnbuckle. She could easily take her time and do whatever she liked with how things had been going. Miriam hadn't managed to do much more than thrill her opponent with her screams of pain and suffering.

Laying there out cold made her the perfect target as Emaline's double foot stomp came crashing down into her stomach. Her eyes shot open wide as the pain in her stomach was certainly enough to rouse her. Coughing, gasping, and sputtering for breath. Her body had folded up from the stomp to her belly. But now she was spasming on the mat, desperately trying to catch her breath even as the pain in her poor battered stomach made her groan. Miriam's eyes weren't focused on anything, barely even aware of where she was at the moment.