Chelsea Loski vs Courage Takemi - Making or Breaking Courage

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Chelsea looked down with mock confusion as if she couldn't understand the words Courage was trying to say, it was too obvious for her and the referee but the fact that it required a specific surrender meant she couldn't do anything even as she looked at Chelsea with disgust and anger. "I'm terribly sorry Courage you're a bit muffled by something. I think you just tried to deny a submission so we can keep going." Chelsea stepped on Courage again grinding her boot right where she knew it would hurt the most. Courage's belly was too soft to take anything Chelsea was aiming at her with, before she would kick her over to her stomach and lean down on her to slowly start applying a crossface. The ref's eyes almost beamed when she saw the picture perfect moment to ask Courage to give up and end this cruelty but the redhead was smarter than that and when she locked in her crossface she made sure to put her arm lock around Courage's mouth to make sure that she couldn't say anything.

"Wow Courage I'm amazed, you can't fight but you can sure take some hits, you haven't even considered giving up once even in one of my deadliest submission holds." Chelsea said with mock approval pulling on Courage's head and even bringing it closer to her own. "Now listen to me you weakass loser. If you want this to end you're going to do what I say, I could just let you quit but I need to make sure that you know how much of my time you wasted by being in my ring, so you're going to say everything I tell you to say, do everything I tell you to do and only then will you be allowed to quit. Refuse and I'll make sure I leave a hole in your belly before I finish this match. Now...pull your left leg towards me and kick the mat 2 times if you agree." Chelsea whispered to Courage knowing she had little options and was broken but she wanted her to walk a few more hoops to make sure Chelsea had truly gotten to her.

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Courage's ailing body curled around Chelsea's boot as it ground into her belly! The muscles in her abdomen easily separated for the other woman's cruel heel! The agony forced Courage's mouth open and her tongue fell out of her mouth as she gagged on the suffering! Her hands meekly pawed at Chelsea's boot, but there was nothing left in her. She had no strength to fight back!

She rolled over with a cry as Chelsea's boot buried it in her side! Her arms wrapped around her belly, hugging herself protectively as tears ran down her cheeks and drool fell from her gaping mouth. Her feet kicked desperately, as if she was trying to run despite been on her belly. And Chelsea ensured there was no escape, not even in Courage's delusional, pain blind fantasy!

The cross-face was locked in as if Courage was a practice dummy! Her open mouth Chelsea to force her forearm in it like a horse's bridle! It muted Courage but for the hellacious, sobbing screams that began to pour out of her throat as Chelsea wrenched on her neck!

"NNNNNHGHGH! GHH!!!!! AGH!!!"

Her eyes were wide as she began to tap out furiously! Her feet kicked harder and harder against the canvas! She felt like her neck was going to break! Like Chelsea would really injure her! Her tears began to pool on Chelsea's arm. And even before Chelsea began to speak, she broke. She just wanted it to stop! She just wanted to quit! To not be hurt anymore! She'd do anything!!!

And as instructed, while still screaming and sobbing. She did precisely as she was instructed. And kicked but twice with her left leg.

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Courage started tapping quickly telling everyone that her will was broken before Chelsea's demand set in but now they all knew that Chelsea was the one keeping the match going to spite Courage for her earlier bravado. When she finally kicked her leg like she was told Chelsea let her go now that she knew that Courage wouldn't just quit without facing her wrath. Standing tall the evil redhead would grab at Courage's hair and start to drag her towards the end of the ring where the camera was and forced her to look directly at it.

"For some reason they gave you a contract, and for some reason I still don't have one, that's a fucking mistake. So now I want you to look at every fan who's watching in the eye and tell them that you have no business being in this ring or face to face with me. Tell them that it's a mistake that you are employed here while I'm not." Chelsea said bringing her foot on Courage's head to trap her between the ropes and her leg so she couldn't look away from the camera, the obvious threat if Courage tried to say she quit before she got permission likely wasn't lost on the poor idol either.

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Courage was mostly limp as Chelsea took her by her long, chestnut brown hair. She crawled to the best of her ability as she was pulled. An instinctual, humiliating act that was little more than a desperate attempt to relieve -some- of the pain she was being forced to endure. When they reached their destination she was positioned right in front of the hard camera. Her cherubic cheeks were wet with tears. Her big green eyes were swollen and red from sobbing. She was many things. She was scared and beaten and desperate. But she wasn't a wrestler.

Her lip trembled as her mind wrapped around Chelsea's demands. Spiteful words were being forced into her mouth. But beaten as she was... Destroyed as she was... They felt like her own. "I... I DON'T BELONG HERE!" She screamed as fresh tears poured down her cheek. Her nose began to run as she wailed. "THIS WAS A MISTAKE! EVERYTHING I'VE DONE IN THIS RING WAS A MISTAKE!!!" She sobbed pathetically.

Chelsea was right... She was playing a game with something other people had dedicated their lives to. Dancing around in cute underwear and getting cheers for flashing a little bit of thigh. And she was face to face with that horrible truth... Confessing her crimes to the camera as she hung over the bottom rope. Her body was broken. Her belly red and purple. And her heart in a worse condition.

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Chelsea had never done something this cruel but it was clear that her anger at a mix of things such as Courage's popularity despite her lack of skill while Chelsea has worked this long to be recognized only to be treated like she wasn't worthy of one had driven her to a breaking point that she wasn't willing to return to. Seeing Courage say everything she wanted without even seeming to be faking it only hardened her resolve to commit to it, everyone knew it but no one would say it. Well it was time she did, she wasn't going to waste another day being disrespected without it being said.

"Now that we got that out of the way we must be fair and honest here. It's not your fault Courage, you don't belong here but you're not the reason are you?" Chelsea asked with mock sympathy before she looked at the camera again. "It's LAW's fault. Both the people who gave you a contract and the fans, they encourage worthless losers like you being here because they like to see a cute ass get beaten. Right Courage? How messed up is that?" Chelsea asked clearly pressing Courage to say more while she had her knowing that she was going to make Courage go back on every word she said by getting this out of her.

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Courage was broken and sobbing. She was twitching involuntarily as her abdominal muscles strained against the damage they'd taken. Despite the beating, Chelsea wasn't content to take her victory. It wasn't about winning. It was about sending a message to all of LAW. It was about validating herself. She was little more than a bully... But then... Courage hadn't been strong enough to stand up for herself.

Her big green eyes looked into the camera through a veil of tears and tilted glasses. She was trapped against the ropes as if they were stockades. Chelsea's boot weighed heavily upon her head to keep her from escaping. She couldn't do -anything-! Her tears ran down her cherubic cheeks and dripped off of her chin as she continued to cry.

"I-" She couldn't even speak, she was so overwhelmed with despair! Chelsea had turned her into a mouthpiece for all of her woes. She'd beaten her near unconscious. Every breath she took sent fire throughout her body. But there was a small light in her eyes. She'd not been consumed by darkness entirely!

"QUIT!!!!" She screamed the words in a last desperate act of defiance. She'd end the match by taking advantage of the opportunity to speak that Chelsea's arrogance had offered her!

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Chelsea had so much planned for little Courage, her humiliation was just beginning and she knew that the idol had no hope of beating her. Her will was broken and her body was at it's limit, nothing she had could stop Chelsea from inflicting the worst possible punishment if she tried to refuse to say everything she wanted to hear. When she started speaking again Chelsea was riding on her success that the obvious risk her words had didn't register until it was too late and Courage quit to keep from playing Chelsea's game. The ref called for the bell as Chelsea looked at Courage and the crowd actually cheered in relief. Courage had been beaten and forced to surrender and somehow she still found a way to be defiant!

"No..." Chelsea said. Her face lost all of the joy in it seeing the match end meaning her chance to get all she wanted out of Courage was gone, if she kept attacking security would stop her from going too far. Chelsea looked down at Courage still under her legs and in a rage stomped down bringing her head against it. "You quit and try to make that a victory for you? How dare you!?" Chelsea said stepping back and kicking Courage's side before she would grab the ropes and stomp on her over and over again. What should have been her proving why she deserved a contract and this bitch didn't turned into Courage making her defeat a spectacle and defiant gesture at her expense, she was not here to be made the fool.

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The window for celebration was brief. It was a bitter, bittersweet victory that she'd found within her total defeat. Her eyes were glassy with tears and her body riddled with bruises. She could hardly breathe without a stabbing pain shooting through somewhere! But the crowd's cheers put a lazy smile on her weary face.

Before it was stomped right out of her!

Her ears rang in the wake of the sickening bone on bone crack that had occurred from Chelsea's post match attack.

She went boneless, her body slumped upon the ropes as she was rocked with concussion!

The second kick struck her ribs with another Crack! And sent her rolling onto her back and off the ropes! Coughing and gasping, she covered up, but it was pointless!

Chelsea's repeated stomps tore through her arms or struck her right through them! Her tips flattened against her rib cage and her belly somehow became more sunken!

Desperately she kicked and twitched and screamed with every attack... but she mounted no defense. She'd been well beaten before this attack. She'd already been pushed to her limits. She was nothing more than a sandbag. A victim!

The security came out from the back as the bell rang constantly, like an alarm! The medical staff didn't wait for a signal, they were out soon after!

All the while Courage writhed and suffered and cried as she was beaten and stomped to a pulp!

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Courage's beating made any sense of victory hollow for the poor idol, but it didn't make Chelsea feel any better about being outsmarted at all. As she stomped and made Courage's battered body suffer more she could hear people rushing to the ring to save Courage before Chelsea might cripple her for good. She gave them a look but there were too many of them, and so she backed off rather than put up a fight. She planned to gloat about getting a contract after destroying her but her mood and flow was ruined, nothing she could say would make her look confident, just a sore winner in the state she was in.

So with a hateful glare towards Courage and the mob surrounding her Chelsea stomped out, she still won and that meant she would be able to keep making her case for a contract. She wasn't done and with this setback she would learn and adjust to keep her cool for the next person she beat down in that ring. She knew that eventually she would be rewarded for all her work.

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Angry as she might have been, at least Chelsea left the ring of her own accord. Courage was left in a heap. The medical team slid into the ring and immediately began administering treatment. A moment later, she was banana-boarded beneath the bottom rope. Her attire torn, her body broken, Chelsea had made her statement using the idol's figure as her parchment.

The crowd watched with bated breath as they wheeled the devastated idol up the ramp. The arm that hung off the side of the gurney never lifted to give a thumbs up. Her deadened eyes never relit to offer the fans an encouraging smile or even wink. Her legs were splayed open, her leotard displaced. She had been battered into unconsciousness...