ashley vs courage

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After catching Courage's hip attack and momentarily getting a preview of what would have happened if the idol HAD landed a facesit Ashley would drive her down hips first onto her outstretched knee! Based on the way she reacted to it Ashley would have to guess that Courage had never taken an Atomic Drop before, her inexperience counting against her as she lacked the knowledge to at least brace herself for what's coming and as a result was devastated by the attack.

Ashley would stand up and allow Courage to fall down onto her front, but she wouldn't let her rest for long before standing over the girl's waist facing her legs and squatting down to take hold of her legs. Ashley would move quickly, attempting to hook Courage's legs under her arms and squat down to put pressure on her lower back for a Boston Crab! Only when Ashley performed the move she called it the Lucas Lock! Though if she did manage to lock the hold in it would have the unintended effect of making Courage's bikini bottoms riding up, giving the audience a view that would be quite embarrassing for Courage.

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"Ahhhn~" Courage was left whimpering on the canvas. Her cheek pressed into the mat as her hands curled around behind her to paw at her recently battered backside. Her tailbone throbbed. She never expected to get attacked in a place like that, and the unfamiliar pain in a sensitive area had overwhelmed her.

It meant that Ashley had no trouble securing her hold. Courage's ankles were tucked securely under Ashley's arms. And a moment later she found herself being curled into a cruel C! "N-nooo! L-LET GO!" She cried out as tears began to well in her eyes.

Her eyes went wide and her heartbeat quickened. She was in pain! It hurt so much! She could feel her wide hips tensing and struggling to endure the pressure on them. Her lower back, still not recovered from the atomic drop, seared as if it were on fire! "Nnnn~ NYAAAH~" She screamed out as her fingers pressed into the canvas.

She bit her lip, holding back a sob. She could take it... She could endure. Even though there was no way out. And she wanted to die. She could endure.

And then she saw the big screen. The camera caught a perfect shot of her upturned lower half. Her bottoms had been pulled entirely between her ass. Her round, plump cheeks jiggled with every slight attempt at struggle. And the attire bit into her womanhood. The contours of her puffy young girlhood was traceable to the naked eye!

She closed her eyes and sobbed. And began to tap. "Give! Give! Give!" She plead desperately.

But... The bell would never ring. There was no quitting in a Last Woman Standing match!

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With her resistance momentarily beaten out of her by the Atomic Drop Courage had no way of stopping Ashley from locking in her Lucas Lock, and once it was locked in the brunette would let her know by crying out in pain and begging for release! Though of course Ashley would not comply and continued to wrench on her hurting lower back, although a part of her couldn't help but feel bad when she saw just how humiliating a position this hold had put the Megane in on the screen.

It was no wonder then that between this and the pain from the hold Courage wouldn't be able to endure it for long and would start tapping out, screaming her submission. But this wasn't a match you could get out of just by submitting, it wouldn't be over until Courage was knocked out and down for the count! That being said Ashley would look to keep Courage in the hold until she had been drained of a lot of fight, she may have felt bad for the girl but she had no intention of giving her any mercy, lest she start to expect it from much nastier opponents.

Assuming Courage didn't break free of her own power Ashley would release her after about a minute, allowing her to flop down to the mat.

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Tears welled up in her eyes and ran past the frames of her glasses and down her cheeks! She could feel her back bowing as Ashley bent her agonizingly deep. The muscles in the small of her back convulsed as her hips creaked. She was too far past the point of getting any leverage back, and so Ashley's weight was uncontested as it torqued on her fragile body!

"Give- Give- GIVEEEE-" She screamed desperately as her tapping continued! The hold never broke. Even as her mind began to.

Each tap became successively slower. Her screams got weaker. Until she was panting, whispering her surrender between every fourth breath. Until that too degraded into quiet sobbing.

When the hold was released her legs flopped to the canvas! She wanted to curl into a ball and die, but her hips hurt too much to pull up. A hand went to the small of her back as she sniffled back some of her tears. She'd already quit. Already lost the will to fight. "G-give-"

But that didn't matter under this cruel stipulation. She was still awake.

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Despite her best efforts Courage could not get Ashley to release her no matter how much she struggled nor how much she begged, and she certainly did beg. Each desperate scream of "give" and each weak tap against the mat made Ashley feel more and more like she was just bullying a poor girl as opposed to facing another fighter in equal competition. Even so Ashley was not deterred and would keep the hold locked in until she had sufficiently weakened the young idol before releasing her.

The match was basically over and done with by this point but Ashley still needed to officially cement her victory. To do so she would squat down by the crumped body of Courage and wrap her arms around her waist before deadlifting her up off the mat and lifting her legs so that they were resting on Ashley's shoulders in a position that even a rookie like Courage would recognise as the set-up for a Powerbomb! With likely no resistance Ashley would drop down to her knees while leaning forward to slam Courage down for her Studley Bomber; a Gutwrench Powerbomb!

After it landed Ashley would stand up and back away from Courage, allowing the referee to come in and determine if Courage was fit to keep fighting or if the match was over. And from what Ashley could tell it was likely the latter.

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Everything below her breasts ached terribly. Her stomach had tied itself in knots as she'd tried to fight through the pain. Her hips and spine had been contorted to the point of uselessness. She writhed on the canvas like a bug that'd been crushed. The random firing of nuerons.

There was no count, because Ashley didn't see fit to leave the match to chance. She had a killer instinct. Something Courage had proven she lacked earlier in the match.

"G-give!" She whimpered futilely as Ashley plucked her off the canvas. The grip around her belly made her gag andforced any aor she'd managed to gather out of her.

"D-don't! Please!" The women's ring was cruel. And this match would serve as a harsh lesson for the outsider.

*THUD* Her glasses slid across the canvas, one lens shattered.

There was no scream. The power bomb left Courage folded over on the canvas. Her curvy figure was motionless, save for the slow spreading dampness between her thighs. Her cheeks were wet with tears. Her eyes lightless. Her hair matted with sweat.

A ten count was administered, but it was entirely unnecessary. Tonight's display was concluded. Courage Takemi would be taken from the ring on a stretcher with oxygen. The undeniable consequences of a green amatuer stepping in the ring with a pro.

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Sure enough after being drained of fight by Ashley's Boston Crab Courage was unable to withstand her signature slam and was completely laid out. The referee stepped in to begin a ten count and Ashley would step back to let him do his job, but it would prove to be a token gesture as Courage did little more than twitch throughout the count.

Without any complications the bell would ring and Ashley would be announced the winner, though it would be a hollow victory given how far Ashley had gone to attain it. Usually whenever Ashley won a match it was against a fellow professional who could take the beating and who she could feel proud to have overcome; but while Courage had put up a much better fight than Ashley had initially assumed she would the girl still ended up in quite a pitiable state, left broken on the floor and leaving Ashley feel more like a bully than a fighter.

Either way there was nothing Ashley could do for the girl. Even if she was conscious enough to hear any apologies or words of encouragement Ashley might have had they would have rung hollow and sounded condescending at best. So Ashley would simply allow the medics to do their jobs and take her away, turning to the crowd and giving them a raised fist in triumph, not letting her feelings show and instead allowing the audience to shower her with praise for her domination of the former idol. After holding that pose for a few moments Ashley would make her way out of the arena so she could begin to prepare for her second match.

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Winner by KO: Ashley Lucas