Rock The Dragon/Like A Hurricane: Satomi Saito vs Makie Akamatsu

[Misfit_Alien]

The Moonsault had Satomi reeling, serving as Makie's little cushion in the least enjoyable way possible. However, the worst part of this was that look Makie gave her as she growled her words at the Dragon Empress, taking her time and risking disqualification via count-out just to deliver more of a beatdown on the masked woman.

Case in point: Slamming Satomi's head into the announcer's desk.

A loud -BANG- could be heard when the head of the Empress collided with the desk, shocking the audience as they all gasped and winced in response, recoiling just from the sight of it, as Satomi had a much more personalized experience. "AUGH!!!" Satomi grunted, her head recoiling off the edge of the desk as her mask did little to cushion the blow, resulting in the Japanese woman collapsing back down to the floor on the outside. She hit the ground back-first, letting out a frustrated groan as she clutched at her face with her hands, reeling in pain and kicking the floor beneath her as her legs squirmed and spasmed in response. She slowly leaned up, looking at Makie from below...only to grit her teeth in frustration and try to kick at the woman's knee to try and knock her off-balance. "FUCK YOU!!!" She roared.

[Underdoggo]

Makie was conscious of the fact that the ref was now counting the two of them out: she had to get back into the ring, and fast. A part of her just wanted to leave Satomi out here to get counted out...but after the way the dragon girl had been going out of her way to humiliate her, Makie was not in the mood for leniency. No, she wanted to punish Satomi even more, even if that meant dragging her back into the ring with her.

She grabbed a hold of Satomi's hair, figuring that the dragon girl was still stunned after having her face introduced to the desk like that.

She was dead wrong.

Satomi's boot slammed hard into her knee. "AAAAUGH!" she shrieked, dropping Satomi and collapsing onto her side, clutching her now hurting knee. Around them, the crowd was shouting now as the ringside brawl between the two ladies continued, as did the countdown from the ref...

[Misfit_Alien]

Satomi couldn't believe it...to be driven to this point by such a woman. Such a woman...Her mind burned with thoughts of rage and fantasies of desire. Oh, how she wished to crush Makie beneath her heel until she was properly subjugated...yet simultaneously, she wanted to see that raging inferno burn brighter and brighter. If only to snuff it out at her own leisure. Still, to be brought this low by Makie was a massive insult, a mark against Satomi's pride. The Dragon Empress would not stand for such a slight, so she'd bring Makie crumbling down with her, kicking her knee to make her stagger and collapse. With Makie down and ailing from the intensifying pain, Satomi struck from the shadows, standing herself back up and grabbing a fistful of her opponent's hair.

"You're gonna regret EVER stepping in the ring with me-...you tactless, insubordinate, pathetic excuse of a wrestler!" Satomi said, prattling on before hoisting Makie over her shoulders, holding onto her tight as she positioned her, gripping both legs now as she stationed herself in front of the announcer's desk, the referee's count about halfway over as Satomi rushed to dish out some serious revenge on the woman. "This ends NOW, you fucking TRAMP-!!!" She said, gritting her teeth and planting her feet firmly before sending Makie CRASHING through the announcer's desk via an Alabama Slam...a rather crude and unorthodox move, but surely an uncouth and barbaric assault would befit a beast of a woman like Makie, who DARED to drag Satomi through the mud along with her.

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[Underdoggo]

Makie's knee was throbbing with pain now as she knelt, face twisted in a rictus of agony. She could barely move her leg, and right now all she could really do was prop herself up in a kneeling position, struggling to rise to her feet. "D...damn you..."

Her scalp burned as Satomi grabbed a handful of her hair to lift her up, and then she was hoisted up onto the dragon girl's shoulders. She gasped, grabbing the back of Satomi's head to retain her balance. She knew what was coming next, and balled a fist, swinging one, two, three punches down into Satomi's masked head to make her let go...

It would not be enough, as Satomi would then slam Makie down into the announcers table! There was a tremendous crack as the desk shattered from the impact, and Makie was left lying sprawled in the wreckage, staring up glassy-eyed at the ceiling, seemingly utterly broken by that slam...

[Misfit_Alien]

Despite Makie's attempts at resistance, Satomi powered through her desperate punches, managing to turn her over and SLAM her onto the desk with that ferocious Alabama Slam, a rather crass response that betrayed Satomi's otherwise dignified persona. At this point, however, she had no more patience to spare, certainly not for a 'cretin' like Makie Akamatsu. It felt so satisfying to drive her through the announcer's desk, to see it buckle and break beneath the woman's weight as it all came crashing down like a derelict building scheduled for demolition...and when the dust finally settled, the Dragon Empress was there to pick at the remains of whatever was left of the woman known as the Hurricane.

With an exhausted yet pretentious chuckle, Satomi stared down at Makie's shattered body, looming over her like a conqueror. "Should have remained in your place...you could have found a position for yourself and your meager family name by working beneath me, where you belong. But no-...worms like you must always poke your heads out of the ground instead of staying buried in the dirt. Now look at you...your ferocity got you nowhere, because in the end...you still wound up beneath me." She said, grabbing Makie by the wrist and dragging her back into the ring before either of them got disqualified. Once inside, Satomi wouldn't waste another second in chastising her adversary, deciding here and now to sink the final nail into Makie's coffin as she turned the woman over into an upside-down position.

After Makie was set in place, Satomi raised her as high as she could, legs nearly buckling under the pressure before finally spiking Makie down on top of her head with a sudden Kneeling Tombstone Piledriver that Satomi dubbed...the Empress Driver!!! Between Makie's lack of resistance and feeling the ring shake from the impact, Satomi felt assured that victory was hers. After executing her finisher, she parked her hips across Makie's lips, straddling her face as her thighs wrapped around her head. Satomi tugged on Makie's legs and went for the pin, folding her in half in a sensually dominant fashion as she aimed to cinch her victory after such a long-winded battle.

"You're through, Akamatsu-...now serve as the throne of the better woman...the woman who BEAT you...your EMPRESS..." Satomi whispered, squeezing Makie's thighs with her hands as she held the pin down tight...

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"1...!!!"


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"3...!!!"


DING DING DING!!!