That Ain't Wrasslin'! - Katsumi Oshiro vs. The Blazing Phoenix

[CyanDimitrik]

"Who asked you!?- UNF!"

The question was posed with an abundance of annoyance; Katsumi was already dealing with an uppity referee! So the fact that it was Anne who'd butted in didn't really occur to her immediately, and she finds a foot thrusting against her square in the center of her chest. The impact blasts the punkette down to the mat, her back impacting the ring hard enough to cause her lower half to teeter upwards before coming to settle. Arms cross against her chest as the girl's normally fetching face is twisted in pained grimace, rocking side to side as she tries to coax the air back into her lungs.

The referee backs away at this point, content to let the match continue. Probably a little unprofessionally pleased to see Katsumi writhing on the mat, but she'd never admit it.

[Galahad]

Anne may have tried to make a softer approach to that match when she noticed how Katsumi looked a little weaker to intimate contact, but the moment it became clear that the Punk Princess was there to fight a fight she would give her. Taking her attention off from Anne to start arguing with the referee was a foolish move and the Phoenix was more than eager to teach Katsumi that when she barged in with a powerful big boot to the chest that ended Katsumi’s arguing with the referee in a sudden and impactful fashion. The Punk Princess wasn’t expecting that, of course, and it all ended with the raven-haired impacting against the mat on her back. The referee immediately backed down understanding what was going on and with a subtle smile of satisfaction on her face from seeing her job becoming much easier now.

With Katsumi on the mat, Anne’s immediate strategy would have been applying some steamy pressure to the match, but the Punk Princess had shown her violent hesitance to that kind of contact. Instead, the Phoenix would show that she had her teeth as well and she could fight. In order to make her rival, who was going from side to side trying to force some air into her lungs, Anne would get a couple stomps going against Katsumi’s stomach, and then she would jump for a powerful elbow drop against her chest. The Punk wanted a fight, she would have one.

[CyanDimitrik]

Suffice it to say, Katsumi is not stoked about this. No matter how unbelievably pretty her opponent is, getting kicked in the chest is bound to offset a mood! But there's precious little she can do about it in her current state, until she can get air back into her lungs.

With a gasp, she starts to turn over onto an elbow and recollect herself. A bare foot suddenly stomps down against her stomach, forcing a sudden convulsion. Then a second stomp! Katsumi's tightly toned midsection flexes against the impact, her arms covering her waist protectively, only for an elbow to drop across her unprotected chest, the thin bikini top doing nothing to lessen the impact. Katsumi tries to immediately sit up with a wheeze, expression twisted in pain.

[Galahad]

Now that she was more focused in the fight part of their match Anne had found her center. It looked like what Katsumi needed to keep her more rowdy parts at bay was to soften her a little with some stomps, and adding an elbow drop sealed the deal in making the Punk Princess way more tame than before. Seeing how she was dominating now the Phoenix knew she couldn't stop there so she decided to press on while the crowd cheered at her rush of energy.

When Katsumi quickly sat up with an expression of pain in her face Anne knew it was her cue to try something else. Maybe now that she had softened her rival up she could try some more sensual approach once again. The Phoenix quickly sat behind the Punk Princess and wrapped her legs around her waist, then she swiftly locked a sleeper hold that hot Katsumi's moves under control, her body pressing against Katsumi's back, specially her skimpy-clad breasts. "Let's try this again, Kat. I can give you the stick..." while saying this Anne would apply some pressure to Katsumi's neck in order to cut her air supply off in a show of what she could do from there. "Ooor I can give you the carrot...", she said with a playfully melodic tone while going low for a whisper at her ear, giving the raven haired a quick nib in her earlobe before asking the final question. "So what's it gonna be?"

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi was not loving this. Nope, no sir-ee. She went from being in control to really not after some extra-curricular grinding from her irritatingly lovely opponent. And now, she's weathered stomps and even an elbowdrop across her chest. Needing a moment to collect herself, or at least an opening to turn things around, Katsumi lets her head hang for a moment, hair falling about her face. But a moment, she is not given. She's instantly aware of the presence plopping down behind her, the feel of bare legs wrapping around her narrow waist from behind, the plush feel of breasts pushed against her back, and arms looping her neck.

Alarm bells begin ringing immediately, her eyes widened and hands instantly seizing at the arm wrapping the base of her neck. Her heart tries to leap up into her throat, but wouldn't you know it, it's compressed and kinda hard to fit up there! She takes in what breaths she can while Anne speaks, her chest heaving, only to briefly panic and pull at the arm when it tightens up on her! When it loosens again, Katsumi's mind races, staring blankly at her bare feet.

She has to get out of this. It doesn't matter what stipulation the stupid managers put on this thing, she has a destiny to fulfill, and-

-the girl is nibbling her ear. Once more, Katsumi's eyes widen and her heart skips a beat. But rather than thrash and struggle, the Japanese grappler rests frozen in the embrace. When her mind starts functioning again, she registers the question posed to her at last.

"Gh-.. why.. are you.. such.. a skank!?," she fusses. Hips rock, and the punkette twists to turn over onto hands and knees - likely with Anne koala'd onto her back. "Nn'gah!" Katsumi thrusts herself at the ropes, arm extended to try to catch onto the bottom cable and force the hold to break!

[Galahad]

Since she started her comeback after Katsumi’s initial offensive, Anne was doing her best effort not only to regain the top position in the match but to do it in a manner that played the best by the suggestive match rules. Why wouldn’t she? After all, being booked to wrestle another woman while wearing skimpy bikinis in front of a crowd of thousands was obviously aimed at making everything enticing, so why not just enjoy it while making a good show? The Punk Princess, however, wasn’t very happy about that and she didn’t hesitate when it was time to show her disdain for any of the redhead’s advances.

Just at that moment, when Anne was making a superb mix of alluring pleasure with a pretty decent wrestling hold, when asked about how would she want the match to go, Katsumi decided not only to renounce Anne’s proposals for a way more pleasant match but to insult her. That stung in the redhead’s pride and proved being the last straw that broke her patience. When she replied, the Phoenix’s tone had lost all her playful teasing appeal and was now neutral, cold even. “You’re a bore, you know that?”, said Anne with a sigh of frustration mixed with some anger at Katsumi’s comment. She was a pro h-wrestler, not a skank.

Katsumi showed a lot of strength and willpower by flipping on her knees, but Anne managed to maintain her hold by holding like a koala to her rival. Seeing how Katsumi was approaching the ropes the Phoenix understood the rope break was now inevitable, so she tightened the lock on the Punk Princess’ neck in order to make the last remaining instants of the hold as draining as possible, making the most of it while getting ready to release, but only after Katsumi had a solid hold on the lower rope.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi, caught up in a constricting hold while being nibbled, wasn't in much of a position to analyze anything beyond the immediate grappling contest. But the tone she received after the rebuke didn't surprise her. Heck, she'd expect someone to be displeased by that! Though the difference in their career paths and personalities likely couldn't be more clear in that moment - Anne leans heavily into hentai. Katsumi leans heavily away from it, focusing on the fight itself. It's as if management knew that there would be an interesting collision of opposites in the ring when they insisted on it.

Katsumi can fantasize about throwing heavy objects at the suits later. For now, it's an endurance check to grab onto the bottom rope! But once seized, the referee is immediately chastising.

"Rope break! Let go!," she demands.

Normally, Katsumi might be getting sassy in this moment. But she's being squeezed around the neck! Not much opportunity for it yet! All she can do is hope the referee counts fast!

[Galahad]

Anne had to admit that Katsumi was showing some more than decent willpower and resilience by managing to endure the lack of air she was forcing her to experience all while crawling towards the ropes, and in any other kind of situation she would have love commending her rival about that impressive show of might. However, the Punk Princess had managed to get on the Phoenix’s bad side so now there wasn’t anything the raven-haired could do to get any kind of appreciation from Anne.

No matter what the Phoenix thought about her rival it was undeniable that Katsumi had managed to secure a firm grip on the ropes and wether she liked it or not now Anne had to release Katsumi before the referee would count her out. That was the first time the redhead stoop low enough to bend the rules to her favor, but Katsumi grinded her gears too much so the redhead waited a couple of more seconds in that tight hold before releasing her rival and taking a couple steps back while showing her palms to state her willingness to reset.

[CyanDimitrik]

"Ghhk!"

"I'll disqualify you!," warns the referee. "One! Two! Three!-"

And at last, the hold is broken. Katsumi slumps against the mat with a wheeze, still holding fast to the rope. She takes a few seconds to breathe while the referee opts to fuss at the ginger for her apparent disregard for the rules!

"When I say let go, you let go!," she fusses. "I'm not gonna tolerate any dirty fighting in this r-EEP!"

The referee suddenly pitches forward, set on a haphazard, flailing collision course with Anne! Naturally, this is thanks to Katsumi giving the girl a hard shove from behind after having climbed back to her feet, fully banking on the redhead being an upstanding person and catching or stabilizing the official. Naturally, this gives her the opportunity to dip low and weave around the duo to reposition herself behind Anne!

With a hop, she grabs for her opponents shoulders and tucks her knees against her midback! Gravity does its thing, seeing Katsumi drop to the mat on her back while pulling Anne down, all for a sudden and painful impact against those knees in a backstabber!

[Galahad]

Any kind of scolding Anne was now going to get from the referee she had earned it by far. The Phoenix had pushed the limits of rule bending and gone too far, something unexpected and completely out of her usual fair-play character and surely when the heat of the moment, when her scorn towards Katsumi cooled down a little she would feel pretty bad about it, but at that moment the redhead didn’t have the time to reflect nor the willing to do so. She was reluctantly accepting the scolding the referee was serving her when the official let a sudden yelp of surprise when she was maliciously shoved against Anne. At first the Phoenix got the blunt of the impact and reeled back a little trying to hold the ref so she wouldn’t collapse in the ring. Quickly getting a hold on the falling ref Anne couldn’t notice what Katsumi was up to until it was too late.

It turned out that the Punk Princess made it around Anne to gain her back, using the shoving of the referee as a distraction before she could devise her next move. Anne then noticed some hands on her shoulders and suddenly she was looking at the ceiling lights. It all happened fast enough for her not to be able to react but slow enough for the Phoenix to process was coming. The next thing Anne felt was excruciating pain on her back as she fell for a backstabber against Katsumi’s knees! “Aaaarrrgh!!” Anne wailed in pain, her body shaking violently to escape from the Punk Princess’ graps and roll over in a desperate attempt to make some of that pain fade away, but it would take some precious time for her to recover, some time an ill-intended rival could use well.