Elena Volkov vs Katsumi Oshiro

[ElenaVolkov]

That bearhug sucked the life out of Elena, who was struggling to even stand up at that point. She was leaning over, clutching her midsection as if a knife had just carved a whole in her belly and her guts were spilling out. A bit graphic maybe, but it gives the idea of much torture her firm abs we’re being put through. She somehow managed to escape with a move that isn’t exactly taught in wrestling schools but worked as intended. Elena knew it was now or never, she had to follow up and follow up quick with something big, something nasty that could have turned the tide of the match.

She took a step backwards and lined up to the side, then dropped down trying to connect with a low dropkick aimed at the inner side of Katsumi’s left knee. Elena was proficient at working her opponents’ joints and she would often use impact moves like that one to give herself an opening. Even something as simple as a dropkick to a knee could prove to be rather dangerous, especially if Katsumi was putting her weight on it or if she add existing injuries of her own. Either way, Elena had no time to think. She had to do something, and that’s what she went for.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi needed a moment to, well, recombobulate her brain. That's the thing about bellclaps. They don't really hurt. They disorient you. They scramble your eggs. And Katsumi's eggy brains are well and truly scrambled by the desperate attack. It is, however, temporary. Her vision starts to sync up again, the world stops swerving around her, and with a quick shake of her head, she's focusing forward again.

Only Elena is no longer there.

A sharp pain suddenly alerts her to Elena's new presence, the impact hitting the left knee and causing it to buckle. There's a sharp, pained cry, startled as she hits the mat on her chest. She immediately twists over and curls up, grabbing for her knee and horrified at the immediate phantom fear of injury. "Y-you bitch! Aagh! You.. f-fucking- agh!," she cries out as she rocks on the mat.

[ElenaVolkov]

After what seemed an eternity of dominance, Elena finally found a little hope in the dropkick she somehow managed to land. Of course, she landed on the stomach, as most dropkicks would require a wrestler to do, and that fall was rather nasty to the point Elena almost regretted even connecting it. It didn’t matter though, she had to suck the pain in and follow up quick… or else, her opponent would have gained the upper hand yet again, for good this time. Elena slowly got back up, clutching her damaged midsection and if her opponent was still down on the mat, she would have attempted to lock her in one of her patented submissions… maybe, just maybe she was lucky and able to put her away there and there.

But she add to opt for a submission that didn’t require core strength. So she quickly snatched Katsumi’s right leg, danced around it, then grabbed the left one, trapped it beneath it.. and dropped her ass down to the mat in a Figure Four leg lock attempt. The only move that would’ve allowed her to keep her opponent in control… while recovering from the brutal beating she took… that is if, and only IF she was able to actually lock it in given how slowly she was moving due to the massive damage her belly took during the match

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi may have been ruthless so far, cruelly focused on a single part of the body, and persistent. It may have hurt, and that ache may linger with Eliza for a while after the match tonight. But it was never fueled by anything approaching anger. That is, until her opponent dropkicked her knee joint. The alarm bells were still ringing, a part of her wanting to make sure she didn't just suffer an injury. That shot felt so... so deliberate! And strange as it may seem to most, one thing Katsumi's been quite proud of in her career is having a clean record of never actually injuring an opponent.

Beaten to a pulp? Put through agony? Left sobbing on the mat? Absolutely! But the Punk Princess never, ever wants to be the reason someone's career is shortened or over. She loves this sport. And in her own twisted way, she expresses that by trying not to go too far on an opponent - a way to sort of share that love. Her psychology is a strange thing. It's compliKatted.

Her leg is grabbed! It's not the same one that was kicked, but the panic is still there, causing her heart to leap in her chest. And as the other leg is taken, she struggles to resist! Her legs pull inwards, attempting to tuck against her chest before launching out in hopes of kicking Elena away!

[ElenaVolkov]

After being dominated for most of the match, Elena finally felt as if she had the chance to get something going, to go back to her roots and get some good technical wrestling going for herself. And so she grabbed one of Katsumi’s legs, danced around it in a extremely quick and fluid motion as if she had done it a million times before (and she did), but she did not account for Katsumi’s relatively fresh state. With ease, her opponent tucked her free leg along with the trapped one and propelled Elena away, effectively preventing her from locking the hold in.

Elena fell flat on her ass, which in itself did not do a whole lot of damage. However, as she tried to get up as quickly as possible, she felt her core muscles ablaze, and really struggled to get up quicker than her opponent. The midsection was just hurting way, way too much and it showed both in her facial expression and in the way she was blatantly holding her battered abdomen with one arm…

[CyanDimitrik]

"First you take a shot like that," Katsumi growls as she collects herself. "Then you try to work my legs over even more?! Y'know, I was gonna try to finish ya off here, but for that?"

Now at an upright base with a slight wobble favoring her kicked knee, Katsumi glowers at the struggling Elena. Her threat has gone unfinished, but the menace is likely all too apparent in her seething. The Punk Princess closes in with her, reaching to seize a fistful of her blonde hair and capitalize on the moment. The temptation to put her through a torturous submission hold has crossed her mind, but it's quickly dispelled - she'd hate for her to tap out and end the retaliation early! So she promptly jams her head under her left arm in a front guillotine position, and slings Elena's left arm behind her neck before grabbing onto the hip of her singlet.

With a heft, Katsumi attempts to hoist Elena's body high into the air in a vertical position, only to swing her forward! Katsumi drops chest-first with her as she slings Elena down towards the mat, attempting to slam the girl belly-first against the ring in a gourdbuster!

[ElenaVolkov]

As Elena stumbled backwards after that brilliant reversal from Katsumi, she clutched her injured belly and did her best to keep her balance and not fall down on her ass again. However that sight was just too convenient for Katsumi, who promptly followed through once again targeting that tight abdominal area that has been softened up all throughout the match in a very convincing and even dominating fashion. Elena offer little resistance when the hair was pulled and her opponent set her up in a suplex position. The warning from the referee fell to deaf ears as Katsumi already had her where she wanted Elena to be, all she had to do was to follow up quickly.

And so she did, lifting up the debutant for a brief moment. Elena’s feet kicked the air as she got hoisted up rather effortlessly before she was sent crashing down, once again belly first, in what had been a very methodical yet excellent display of prowrestling prowess from Katsumi. Elena crashed quite hard on the canvas, and quickly got on all four as a reaction, kicking the mat with the tip of her toes and slapping it with one hand in frustration, while the other was covering the battered midsection. Heavy breathing as she then dropped to the side and curled up, both arms now covering her battered belly, once again being on the receiving end of quite the methodical working over.

[CyanDimitrik]

The drop isn't exactly comfortable for Katsumi, primarily using Elena's fall to help break hers. But in the end, the blonde got the far worse end of the deal, left recoiling and scrunching against the mat. Katsumi similarly lifts to all fours, watching the aftershocks rip through her opponent with a pleased smirk.

Reaching low, she hooks an arm with Elena to forcefully yank her over onto her back. Then, grabbing her wrists, she throws her arms wide to uncover her body; she intends to cover her with something else. Namely, herself. The Punkette leans in, pressing her body into Elena's in that inverted position. The soft curvature of the Japanese girl's breasts press into Elena's stomach, while her toned midsection presses down into her chest. Hips press to her face, while her left arm hooks beneath Elena's left leg to hook it into the air. Hugging that thigh against her shoulder, Katsumi's right arm braces against the mat for balance, and her back arches to push herself tight along the other girl's figure.

Immediately, the referee drops down beside the pair. And amidst the sparkling array of camera flashes throughout the arena, the hand begins striking the mat to count the pin!

"ONE!"

[ElenaVolkov]

Seeing Elena stunned on the mat and slowly fading was a prime opportunity for her opponent to look for a pin attempt. The match had taken its toll and it was clear by now that Elena’s midsection was going to receive extensive medical attention once the whole thing was over. However, the match was still going unfortunately for her, and Katsumi had no intention to slow down her relentless attack. In fact, she unceremoniously rolled Elena over and dropped down her own body against hers, grinding her down and pretty much pressing against her in a very tight pinning predicament. Elena’s leg was hooked flawlessly and she felt Katsumi’s whole body firmly pressed against hers, both rather sweaty due to extensive pressure they put each body through during the match.

ONEEEEEEEE

As the referee started the count, Elena realised Katsumi had her pinned pretty tight to the point she was really struggling to move. Elena sensed this was done not just for the sake of winning by pinfall but to test just how badly her midsection must have hurt by now. In fact, kicking out from such a tight pin would require a lot of core strength… strength that Elena’s midsection did not have anymore.

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO

But there was no way her debut was going to just end like that. Elena tried to dig deep, way deep… and using the very little energy she had left in her systems, she fought through the pain and popped the shoulder up at the very last moment, rotating her abdomen to the side just enough for the pin to be broken. With her opponent still firmly pressed on top of her, Elena’s hand reached for her battered midsection, showing how much she was struggling just for a mere kick out… testifying the excellent work Katsumi had done throughout the bout thus far.

[CyanDimitrik]

In truth, Katsumi planned on being a little wicked. Had Elena seemed unable to kick out in time, she would've released the pin to keep the match going. She isn't done with her, not yet. This moment was more about instilling it in her opponent that she's already been dominated, and she's just here to be punished at this point.

But kickout, Elena did. Still heavily pressed against the blonde's body, Katsumi eases the captive leg down to the mat. Instead, she tilts a little to slide one arm around Elena's waist, then tilts the other way to join it with the other. With both arms wrapped around Elena, she pulls her along as she starts to lift to her feet. The weight and balance is a little weird, but if uninterrupted, Katsumi will steadily rise to her full height with the other girl locked in position against her; chest to stomach and vice versa, Elena's face against Katsumi's hips, and Katsumi's face against the blonde's in classic tombstone piledriver position.