Marissa Winters vs. Katsumi Oshiro

[TheManVan]

Marissa's brain was firing wit pain as her back was aching after that Backstabber as she felt Katsumi's arms wrapped around hers, slipping into her arm pits as she was yanked up to her feet as she was standing face to face with Katsumi, their breasts mashing against each other and stomachs grinding into one another.

A tint of red curled on to Marissa's face as Katsumi would begin to move, feeling herself being lifted off of the ground as she was twisted around and plowed into the mat with Katsumi landing on top of her! All of the air was forced out of Marissa's lungs as she flopped off of the mat with Katsumi on top of her as she was left in perfect pinning position!

[CyanDimitrik]

The first official use of Shutdown in a LAW arena, and it looks to've lain out Marissa Winters. Once the shock and recoil of the hit subsides, Katsumi lifts her upper-body to look down at the model. She may not be unconscious, but she's confident she's out. The Punk Princess smiles the most genuine smile she's given since the start of the match. The knot in her stomach twists, but not out of anxiety now. It's excitement.

She throws herself down against Marissa's body again. Her right hand grips onto Marissa's left bicep, her left forearm pushing the blonde's face down to the side. Aside from that, the wrestles lie corner to corner, curve to curve. Katsumi's hips rest against Marissa's, her toned stomach pressed hard against the model's abs, breasts mashing against breasts. Katsumi's head lifts to call for the referee, but it isn't necessary; the girl is already there on her knees.

Her hand raises and comes down on the mat.

"One!"

[TheManVan]

Being pinned in a sort of erotic way, with Katsumi laying on top of Marissa as their bodies continued to press, even as she was out Marissa's cheeks flared up again as Katsumi kept her down with the referee coming into play to count the pin! As much as Marissa wanted to kick out, the painful slam she took took more out of her than she wanted, unstirring as the count continued!

"Two!"

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi is well aware that at least half the riotous cheers from the audience is coming from the latent sensuality in the pin. She's fine with that. She's not a prude, she's not dead inside. She can appreciate that Marissa is a beautiful, even sexy girl, and that her body is melded against hers just so. Core body contact, skin to skin, asserting a forceful air of dominance over the pretty model beneath her - oh yeah, Katsumi knows what she's doing. Women's wrestling is always on some level erotic. She'll never let it become more than sensual, though - both for her sake, and her opponent's. They're athletes, not prostitutes.

Still, she arches her back a little to press tighter into Marissa's body.

"Three!"

The referee girl raises up suddenly to signal the bell! DING-DING-DING!

Katsumi lets her head lower close to Marissa's for just a moment, breathing out a shaky, tension-filled sigh against the other girl's neck. She won. She won her debut. The audience gets that first image of her. God, it feels good.

The referee paws at her to release the pin on Marissa! Katsumi lifts her head again, blinks at her, then allows herself to be raised off of her. Her wrist is taken and lifted, and the audience is treated with classic Punk Princess - hand propped to a hip, smirk on her face, and wide, expressive eyes half-lidded. The feel of the audience's voices, a rolling tide of cheers and boos, is electric. She's home.

As soon as her wrist is released, however, her hand moves to her stomach. Ugh.

(Continued on: The New Real)

Winner by pinfall: Katsumi Oshiro