Anna Nova vs Katsumi Oshiro; Punk Princess and Masochist Domination

[LevelXZombieGamer]

Anna got Katsumi on the ground in the sleeper, wrapping her legs around her to try and provide a bit of support as the Punk Princess rested. At the same time, Katsumi took and began prying Anna's hand away from her neck. The hold wasn't tight, but Anna wanted to make sure it looked like she was trying to choke her out. Soon the ref would run over, noticing that Katsumi got her foot up on the bottom rope

"Alright Nova, rope break!!"

Anna took and immediately broke the hold, backing up from Katsumi and giving her some space to breathe. However, she didn't want to let up fully. As Katsumi caught her breath, Anna would take and run and rebound off the ropes on the other side of the ring, charging at Katsumi, attempting to hit her with a running knee strike.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi waits for the referee to break them up, and once freed, she turns over onto hands and knees. Her mind is spinning, and not just from that kick. They started off fiery, and then there was some flirting, and now... now she's going easy on holds? Why? She doesn't understand!

Her hand lifts to lightly rub against her struck head. But no sooner does she plant her hand on the mat again than a knee suddenly blasts against the side of her head, popping Katsumi up onto her knees before her body ragdolls to the side, lying splayed on the mat beside the ropes!

[LevelXZombieGamer]

Anna races towards Katsumi who was now on her hands and knees. Seeing this opportunity, Anna brings her knee up and collides with the side of Katsumi's head. Anna lands on her knees facing Katsumi watching as she ragdolls onto the mat, a bit worried for her, but also glad the move connected. Seeing this as another opportunity, Anna decides to try and snag the win.

Anna gets to her feet and reaches down, trying to grab Katsumi's right ankle and wrist, wanting to drag her out to the middle of the ring, Once in the middle, Anna would flip Katsumi onto her back and go for a pin attempt, taking a seat on Katsumi's belly and placing her hands on the Punk Princess's shoulder in an attempt to keep her down

[CyanDimitrik]

At the moment, the world is a blur. A veritable haze. Her eyes rest shut, only processing her senses on a distant, detached level, her head pounding. Her ankle and wrist are taken, pulling her limbs wide as she's slide across the mat, processing the feel of canvas brushing along her bare back.

When finally released, she has just a moment to lie still and breathe before a weight settles on her, centered on her firm stomach. Then a pair of hands settle over her similarly bare shoulders, pressing them down to the mat. Instinctively, she knows she's being pinned.

The referee girl drops beside the two, just happy that they're wrestling again. Goodness gracious. Her hand raises and slaps the mat rhythmically...

"One!"

"Two!"

Too dazed to remember the match details, Katsumi panics. She twists aside to thrust her left shoulder up off the mat with a small, "Ah!"

"Shoulder up! Only a two-count!"

[LevelXZombieGamer]

Anna sat on Katsumi, expecting her to stay down maybe for a five count, or even a seven count, but no. Kastumi kicked out after a two count, raising her left shoulder up off the mat, bucking Anna off her. Anna slowly got to her feet, watching her dazed opponent, giving her some time to breathe and compose herself some.

Anna worried about Katsumi at this point, wondering if she could continue. She wanted to kneel down and check on her, but this was a match. she would need to get crafty on how she could check up on her. So in order to see if Katsumi could continue, Anna would take and sit down by Katsumi's head, trying to gently wrap her legs around her head in a headscissor.

Anna would make it look like she was squeezing tight, but in reality, Anna was giving Katsumi a sorta pillow to rest on for a moment. She would then lean down and whispers "Hey Katsumi, are you ok? Can you keep going?" asking in a sincere voice while playing with Katsumi's perfect hair a bit

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi has had a lot to process through in this match. Things went from normal to weird in a hurry. Unfamiliar territory is an understatement. Katsumi never expected someone would ask her out in the middle of a wrestling match. Sho would do that?! She's the- she's the bad one! Half the audience has been booing her! Hell, the majority of the audience is cheering the apparent beating she's taking right now!

But in the grand scheme of things, Katsumi took a good hit to the head - but it's a far cry from taking her out of the fight. She was recuperating when she was tugged over and heasscissor'd. And the first thing she noticed is the lack of squeeze, at first registering it as an exploitable weakness. But a moment before she capitalizes on it, she gets asked that question.

And it burns her up. They'd only just started!

Katsumi's teeth grit, and she suddenly curls herself inwards, legs kicking high in a reverse somersault to naturally pop her head free and end on her feet.

"Don't you dare look down on me!," she snaps, in tandem with a hard punt kick aimed for her chest to floor her.

[LevelXZombieGamer]

Anna waited for a response from Katsumi, hoping she was doing alright. Well, Anna would get that response soon enough in the form of Katsumi rolling back, forcing Anna to lay flat as she stood up. Once Katsumi was on her feet, she launched a kick square for Anna's chest. A loud smack could be heard throughout the arena as the kick connects, forcing the air out of Anna's body, leading to her curling up a bit, holding her chest.

"I-I *wheeze* just...wanted to make sure...you were ok" Anna said in a quiet voice so that no one but Katsumi would hear her. Anna would gasp as she tried to get oxygen back into her body. She laid in the middle of the mat defenseless and at Katsumi's feet, completely at her mercy and unable to defend herself

Anna didn't care about Katsumi being the bad one and if the crowd didn't like her. Anna saw something in Katsumi and wanted to maybe see the other side of her if possible, even if right now that would never happen.

[CyanDimitrik]

Violent ball of aggression, that's Katsumi's old M.O. Her recent training was meant to take that and refine it into something more focused and lethal, less barbaric and savage. However, there was a reason it was Katsumi's default style for much of her career. Aggression is her native language. And it took feeling disrespected on a deeper level (one that was clearly unintended!) to trigger its resurgence.

She had already dropped go kneel across Anna's torso to hold her down, the left hand gripping for the girl's hair to manually pull her head up. The right fist raised, poised to begin raining down blows onto the Hispanic girl's face. God, it felt good to cut loose.

One punch is fired off. Then a second. Then a third. The audience is roaring.

The referee-girl is quick to drop down beside Katsumi. "Hair! Fists! Let her go right now!"

"Tch."

Katsumi would, indeed, release Anna's hair and back off, the referee bullying her smaller frame into the punkette's to ensure some distance. But Katsumi would stare towards Anna. The dust of that outburst settling, she found herself left with a conflicted feeling. She definitely felt disrespected. But it was coming from a place of concern, right? And it came from someone who, as her mind is prone to repeat persistently, had just asked her out.

"I am such an asshole," she concludes dimly to herself.

And she is! Right? Fighting has always been fun, competitive, freeing! But this doesn't feel that way. She waits while the referee manually keeps her separated from Anna.

[LevelXZombieGamer]

Anna groans out as she is grabbed by the hair, her head lifted up the mat, forced to look at Katsumi as she raises her fist. Anna gave a small smile as Katsumi launched her first punch, causing Anna's head to whip back a little, only to return to its place right after. Then a second punch, and a third.Anna looked dazed by the third punch, being dropped to the mat as the ref forced the separation between the two fighters.

As Anna laid on the mat, she noticed Katsumi didn't look happy at all about the match, looking more conflicted than anything. Anna knew something had to be done, so she slowly started to get to her feet, her legs somewhat shaky. However those shaky legs wouldn't stop her from running towards Katsumi, leaning herself down and pushing her shoulder into Katsumi's belly.

"K-Katsumi...fight like you normally would" Anna began to say in a somewhat shaky voice. "Don't worry about...anything...except the match...Y-You are amazing and...the people here deserve a great show...so...lets give them one." Anna would try and push Katsumi back some into a corner, wanting to try and use whatever strength she has to trap her and maybe hit her with a shoulder tackle or two, showing that she wasn't out of this match just yet and taht she had a little more fight in her still.

[CyanDimitrik]

The referee is the first to register that Anna is on her feet again, despite Katsumi staring at her the entire time. The referee-gorl backs aside and starts to speak, only for Anna to take charge.

Katsumi's mind is a fog of internal strife. How rotten a person could she be to beat up on someone who just asked her out? What kind of messed up, selfish, broken-

"Unf!," Katsumi suddenly grunts as her midsection is rammed. Her body tilts forward, feet scrambling to keep herself upright, her hands bracing to Anna's back. Ultimately, her back collides with the turnbuckle, throwing her arms back over the top ropes at either side.

"W-.. wha..?"

The shoulder slams into her gut again, causing the Punk Princess to lurch forward. "Augh!"

When it eases back, her hands are gripping the ropes to keep herself up, but her stomach is aching. And then the second thrust happens, caving her toned stomach around the shoulder. A soft groan of pain escapes her, her eyes screwing shut.

When the pressure eases, she takes a few hard breaths to try to compose herself, but the corner of her lips have lifted in a small smirk. She heard what she said. It took a second to process, but she's with it. This is better. Guilt-free.

Reaching out suddenly, Katsumi attempts to hook an arm around Anna's shoulders to pull, pivoting at the hips to try to swap places with her in the corner. And the moment she's set up, the Punk Princess begins hammering blows against Anna's stomach in return, trying to soften up her abdominal region while using the navel for a target. If it's visible!