Into the Fire! Tess Jones [D] vs Katsumi Oshiro

[CyanDimitrik]

The increase in pressure wrenches another soft moan from Katsumi, her head tipping back. It's a frustrating situation - the smaller girl, putting the squeeze on her. She's the one who should be squeezing! But she can't escape the slow, steadily increasing pressure of Tess's body pushing into hers. Her left knee lifts a little, nudging against the girl's thigh as she suffers in the hold.

Her head tilts forward, finally bringing her strained gaze even with Tess's again. "Is.. that.. so..?," she asks. Her hands push against the blonde's shoulders, but to little effect, with her hugging onto the post behind her.

The referee closes in to inspect the hold. At first she looks to Katsumi. "Do you submit!?"

Without breaking her gaze on Tess, Katsumi gives a quick, jerky shake of her head in refusal.

The referee resumes inspecting the hold - and realizes Tess is using the ring post! "Hey, hey! Illegal hold!," she declares. "Break it up!"

Katsumi breathes a short laugh, despite the squeeze. Her head tilts closer, bringing her brow to touch Tess's. "You're.. about.. to get.. DQ'd, rookie~," she teases.

The referee begins to count towards five.

"One! Two!"

[Herotica]

As much a she enjoys the cute little moans Katsumi makes, the ref's warning put a big pin in her plan. She growl's at Katsumi's comeback and putting her legs onto the ropes and kicks herself back, an acrobatic flourish that she pulls off with some grace, rolling over her shoulder and back onto her feet.

Centered in the ring she takes a fighting pose, and matching Katsumi's eyes she gives her a devilish smile.

"Reckon I squeezed that fight out of you, but let's see what you have left!"

If Katsumi doesn't jump up she'll charge her again, otherwise she's going wait for an attack and try an grab and throw her to the ropes.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi gasps softly when the pressure suddenly releases, her hands quickly snapping to the top ropes at either side to keep herself upright as she leans forward. With a hard flick of the head, she tosses her hair back out of her face and over her shoulder, narrowing those emerald eyes on the blonde. Subtly, her elbows adjust to brace along the tops of the ropes...

In rushes Tess. Katsumi waits patiently. Thump, thump, thump, THUMP- Katsumi tightens her abs and leans back, raising her lower half suddenly to hook her legs around Tess's neck! She releases the ropes to drop her upper-body back, and lets the momentum drive the top of Tess's head against the turnbuckle!

[Herotica]

Katsumi Chose to remain in the corner, that was fine with Tess, a chance to do even more damage!

Tess charged, caution gone to the wind, only noticing her opponent's intense stare as her momentum had already stopped backing out be an option.

"Time to sleep miss Oshiro!"

As she gets closer, Katsumi's legs shoot upward, catching her by the head, and the weight her opponent suddenly pulls, the turnbuckle approaches her face with a lot more speed than she'd like. Her arms grasp out for the ropes but Katsumi's thighs block her vision and she misses, her only action a single word.

"Crap!"

[CyanDimitrik]

All of it a rush of motion. The end result? Poor Tsss's face thumped heavily into the turnbuckle, and Katsumi poised quasi-upside-down, head propped on her hand entirely too casually.

"Time to sleep already? You kids sure got an early bedtime," Katsumi chides, turning the taunt back around onto her.

The legs curl in against her chest, and the Punk Princess twists around to get back up again, emerging behind the blonde. Her arms go wide, theatrically letting the audience know what's coming before lashing them around Tess's narrow waist. She bodily yanks her out of the corner, pulling her along towards the middle of the ring.

Standing in the center, she suddenly clamps down around the girl in a waistlock, her forearms pressing in hard against her ribs and stomach in a reverse bearhug, unabashedly pressing herself tight along the blonde's backside.

"Should I show ya how to really put on the squeeze?," she murmurs to her.

[Herotica]

Tess's head blurred as pain shot through her face, the padding on the turnbuckle doesn't offer a lot when you charge at it full speed.

"Aaarghh, may damn head, you where meant to be tired!"

Tess shouted clutching her face, and ignoring Katsumi's chide, with limited awareness of her surroundings Katsumi easily made her play, yanking her to the centre. The waistlock engages, and she puts on the squeeze, much to Tess's dislike.

"Look I'm just shitalking, your not that angry are you?"

The crushing squeeze appears to answer her question.

"Well I'm not going to apologise for showing you up!"

Tess manages to say while fighting the crushing power of her opponent.

[CyanDimitrik]

The arms dig in extra snug around Tess's midsection, emphasizing the curvature of her waist. Though the blonde struggles, Katsumi presses in with slow, steady constriction, letting the audience get an eyeful of the more innocent of the two being physically bullied by the more nefarious. Though hell if Tess doesn't seem to have some venom. It's kind of surprising.

"Ohoho, no. Angry, sweetpea?," Katsumi coos to her, ratcheting up the pressure with the word. "Nuh-uh. Breaking you is just business. But..."

Her fingers curl against opposite ribs, fully hugging the girl's back against herself. Every inhale Tess takes pushes against those locked arms, and every exhale sees her squeeze just a little tighter.

"..I don't plan on crushing ya out just yet! Not 'til I'm ready for it!"

She pulls low against Tess's waist, knees bending, before suddenly arching her back and slinging the blonde over, attempting to drive her head and shoulders against the mat behind her in a German suplex! And upon impact with the mat, the arms release!

[Herotica]

Tess struggles fruitlessly, the cobstriction becoming ever tighter, the air slowly getting crushed from her in an increasingly uncomfortable manner.

Katsumi's smug cooing only driving her anger higher.

"Do your worst, I'm not done yet"

Her anger turns quicky to fear at the sudden rush of her falling backward, she knows exactly where this is going, but is powerless to stop it. Tess calms herself and tries to relax to minimise the impact, though it helps little as she powerfully slams into the mat, all her energy knocked out of her she slumps like a ragdoll.

Barely audibly she weakly manages a few words.

"Okay that hurt.."

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi quickly sits up again, playing into the aloof seasoned veteran by brushing off her shoulder. With a toss of her hair, she looks back to see Tess lying on the mat, stunned - which is perfect. She's earned some torture, and it's what management was hoping for.

Swinging around to the blonde's side, she quickly ensures she's lying facedown on the mat. She pulls the girl's left arm backwards, hugging the bicep between her thighs. Then she pulls the right arm backwards as well, securing it behind her own waist. The pull on both limbs is kept light - for now - but the compression of the shoulderblades would be instantly noticeable. Her hands hook beneath Tess's chin, and the Punk Princess leans in close over her.

"This is gonna suck for you, baby girl," she whispers. "Now scream real loud for those cameras for me."

And with that, Katsumi rocks her weight back, resting the right side of her waist crossways over Tess's back. Her legs curl, the arms pull, and it's a multi-faceted submission hold of spinal arching and joint compression. The audience is split between wild cheers and begging Tess to hold out; both sides know this is only the beginning of the Yokaidzume.

[Herotica]

Tess was starting to get familiar with the feeling of being dazed, but it didn't help, momentarily stunned she barely had time to react before Katsumi rolled her face down and grabbed her arms.

She struggled in somewhat futile manner, bearing a snarl as she was rendered helpless. A distinct discomfort began as her shoulder blades where pulled tight and two hands appeared beneath her chin. Before Tess could even begin to mutter some unwise words, Katsumi gave her a dire warning and coldly asked her to scream, wasted words, as as soon as she pulled the hold tight Tess's body responded, and badly.

"Aaaarghhh"

She grit her teeth, all her past experience of gentle easy bouts left her wholely unprepared for an opponent so experienced with inflicting pain. Katsumi didn't give her an inch of mercy, and Tess slowly began to realise this was just the beginning.

"Aaah"

Tess's pained scream grew louder, a cry composed of anger, as much a tantrum against her own failure as of the sheer pain. Tears welled at her eyes from the indignity of the situation, her ego taking as much damage as her spine.

"Get the fuck off me, now!!... please!!"

Her protest was made through gritted teeth, her pleading insincere and rage filled. She tried to fight against the hold before the increasing pain rendered it counter productive.

She was being broken, and publicly at that.