Submission match - Akari Fujiyami versus Patricia (PLC)

[Ichi]

     Upon being released, Patricia's legs immediately slammed shut and both of her hands clutched her groin. Patricia tried to roll over onto her side only to be quickly mounted. Her right hand left her groin and attempted to push Akari away, but to no avail.
     "Ackkk!" gurgled Patricia as Akari locked in her chokehold. Patricia's heart began to beat faster as she once again found herself without oxygen. Eyes widened with fear, Patricia began squirming underneath Akari.
     "Stop? Oh but im only getting started. By the end of this, im going to make your a crying heap, you weak little shit," taunted Akari.
     Patricia's struggles suddenly stopped. Fire rose within her chest as her muscles began to tense. For several moments, Patricia lay motionless. Then, her brow abruptly furrowed and her jaw clenched shut. Patricia would begin struggling violently. Simultaneously, she would attempt to push against Akari's face with her right hand and forearm while attempting to free her left arm, which was currently trapped under Akari. Patricia would thrash around with reckless abandon in a desperate attempt to power out of the hold!

[Marspell]

Akari grunted as her opponent flopped around like a fish out of water. The teenagers sweaty arm stayed locked in a chokehold around Patricia's neck as her breath left her... Clearly, this girl had never wrestled before, or at least, didn't have nearly the experience on mats Akari did. She kept herself body to body with her opponent, her muscular chest up against Patricia's lithe figue, sensing every breath in an out. It felt like heaven, and she wished she didn't have to leave, when suddenly, Patricia exploded into motion. The brunette girl screamed desperately in an attempt to get out, and just nearly overpowered Akari, who fought with all her strength to keep control of Patricia, and finally relented, getting up, only to grab Patricia's arm by the wrist.

"You shouldn't have tried to escape, you little bitch" Akari growled, as she shoved Patricia down to the mat, and sat by the girls shoulder blades, jerking her arm vertical and locking it behind her back.

"Ill make sure to make this next move extra painful!" She screamed, and twisted back, bending at Patricia's arm!

Spoiler

[Ichi]

     Patricia did not have very high hopes for escaping the mount, but much to her surprise, she managed to do so. Hope welled up within her as the full-body contact was broken. Sensing a chance to get away, Patricia quickly sprang to her feet and began to run—only to be stopped by Akari's grip on her arm. Patricia immediately attempted to yank her arm away, but she could not break Akari's grip.
     "You shouldn't have tried to escape, you little bitch," Akari growled.
     "W-what else am I sup—"
     Patricia was shoved to the ground. An instant later, Akari put her entire weight on Patricia's shoulder blades. Trapped in place with her arm wrapped in Akari's grasp, Patricia could do nothing to stop Akari from wrenching her arm backwards.
     "AAA—" Patricia let out a scream, only to stop herself midway through. Even if she could do nothing to stop Akari, Patricia would not give Akari the satisfaction of hearing her scream. Instead, Patricia would grit her teeth and struggle—but from her position, Patricia would not be able to do much to get Akari off of her. And with the pain in her shoulder growing, Patricia did not know how long she would be able to last before tapping.

[Marspell]

Akari practically moaned as Patricia let out a brief blood curdling scream of pain, her arm trapped behind her back, being bent at the shoulder. However, the pink haired rookie quickly stopped. Akari frowned.

"Scream for me, bitch!" She yelled down at her opponent. "Or I WILL break your arm! I mean it!" She pulled back further, to show she was absolutely serious about it. The sounds of screaming, and the feeling of twisting at another person were always something Akari loved to hear. She was practically a sadist who got a twisted form of pleasure from it!

[Ichi]

     The sinews in Patricia's shoulder strained under the tension. Her ligaments cried out in agony as her arm was contorted at an odd angle. Despite her best efforts to remain silent, an anguished scream escaped her mouth. Patricia began wildly thrashing about underneath Akari: her legs kicked, body writhed, and free arm flailed.
     Then, something snapped.
     Or, at least, it felt like something did. For a moment, Patricia thought she could feel something tear in her shoulder. Her eyes immediately widened. Her breathing quickened. Underneath all the adrenaline, Patricia could not ascertain exactly what she felt—yet, her mind immediately gravitated towards the worst possibilities. Her jaw clenched and her eyes squeezed shut. Tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes.
     This was no longer about winning or losing for Patricia: it was about survival. Her career. Her well-being. Desperate to protect those, Patricia's free hand hovered over the mat. It lingered for a moment, as if uncertain. Then, Patricia's hand would begin traveling towards the mat to initiate a tap—if left unhindered, the match would surely end. But would Akari let Patricia escape that easily? Or would Akari attempt to stop Patricia from tapping?

[Marspell]

Patricia's arm folded and bent like a pencil in Akaris muscular grip. Her opponent clearly didn't have the muscle to fight someone like her, and Akari knew that meant shed be able to have some fun with the match. Her opponents red hair fell across the floor of the ring as the cameras recorded Patricia's agonized face to be broadcast live across the country. Akari smiled, and flexed her biceps for the audience, showing how she could easily keep Patricia squirming in the arm lock with only a single arm.

Suddenly, she felt something bend back, maybe a little to hard. Instantly, Patricia's face shifted again. The poor girl looked like she was about to scream, as her eyes welled up to hot tears of pain. Akari smiled slyly as she watched her opponent. Patricia had extended a hand, and placed it flat to the mat as if she was about to tap.

"Tsk tsk tsk" Akari clicked her tounge, and snaked her other hand to grab hold of Patricia's wrist. "The fun ends when I say it does, not when you do." Even when she was tearing her opponent to shreds like this, her perky chest, rock solid abs, and muscular form ensured she looked ravishingly alluring to many a man and woman.

[Ichi]

     Patricia's heart shuddered as she felt Akari grab onto her wrist, preventing her from tapping. Frigid chills danced across her spine as Akari made it abundantly clear that she would try to force Patricia to stay in the match, whether Patricia wanted to or not. A wave of panic rose up in Patricia's chest and spread throughout her body.
     The fear spurred Patricia to action. Her wrenched arm burst to life and began fighting against Akari's hold. Since Akari had given up her two-on-one wrist control by flexing and preventing Patricia from tapping, Patricia, with the help of adrenaline, was able to rip her arm free from Akari's grasp. Immediately, Patricia folded her injured arm tightly against her body in an attempt to protect it from further harm.
     "Patricia! Pat! Verbal submission!" A voice yelled out from the front row, catching Patricia's attention. "Submit verbally! Submit verbally!" the voice cried again. Patricia's eyes scanned the crowd for the source of the voice, finding it almost immediately.
     "M-Méi?!" stammered Patricia, her eyes going wide with surprise for a moment. "I-I uh... I SU—"
     However, whether or not Patricia would be able to finish the verbal submission would depend on Akari.

[Ichi]

"I SUBMIT!"

     Patricia's words echoed throughout the arena. The referee stepped in and separated Patricia and Akari as the bell rang three times. Wasting no time, Patricia got to her feet and swiftly exited the ring, ran up the entrance ramp, and disappeared backstage.

Backstage, in a private area

     "Don't worry Patricia. Your arm should be fine—just make sure to give it some rest," stated one of the eleven men as he released Patricia's injured arm. Patricia breathed a sigh of relief as her shoulders slumped and her eyes turned downcast.
     "How could I be beaten so easily?" asked Patricia, her fists clenched tightly.
     Méi placed her hand on Patricia's shoulder. "Akari was a national BJJ champion. There's no shame in losing to her." Patricia remained silent, and Méi patted Patricia's shoulder several times. "Don't worry. I can bribe the bookers and get better matchups for—"
     "Don't interfere," interrupted Patricia as she brushed Méi's hand off her shoulder. Patricia crossed her arms. "I'll take whatever matches they give me."
     "If you insist," replied Méi as she shrugged. "Just know that my offer still stands."

[Ichi]

Akari Fujiyami wins via submission!