Raya Ashberry vs "the Punk Princess" Katsumi Oshiro

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“What do you have to say now, huh?” Raya would say as she would look down at Katsumi, then get on the ground, roll her flat on her back and move to wrap her legs around the woman’s head from behind in a headscissor hold. “You were asking me why I was so quiet a minute ago but it seems you’ve been unnaturally silent as well!”

Raya would start to squeeze her legs and choke her opponent out while smiling. “Do you submit?” She’d say mockingly. “Who’s the one going out without dignity now?”

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Katsumi is forced over onto her back again, but not for a pin attempt. That might've been the more preferred option. Instead, she finds a pair of thick legs encircling her head, thighs closing in from either side. The legs stretch down against her chest, and Katsumi's hands instantly hook around the thighs in an effort to just manually force them to loosen.

"Aaagh..!"

Her lower body thrashes against the mat as she struggles, her cheeks reddening from the pressure and strain. Her efforts see her rocking one way, then the other, hoping to turn them towards the nearest ropes to reach at it with a foot.

Raya's mocking is endured for now. There isn't much she can say in this state! But the referee who drops down beside the pair gives Raya a pinched look for asking her question. She doesn't get to do much! But that's her line, dangit!

She repeats it anyway: "Do you submit!?"

"Nnngh! No..!," Katsumi shouts back breathlessly.

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Raya flexed her arms cockily and started to showboat as she was now supremely confident that her victory would be locked in. Within seconds, Katsumi would be either tapping out or knocked out, and regardless of whether it was one or the other it would end in Raya’s victory, she had managed to weather the storm and come out on top!

Of course, celebrating early always came back to bite wrestlers, with Raya not being an exception. Her ego was now inflated so much that she wasn’t even considering the idea that Katsumi would escape from her legs, it was unfathomable. There was only the image of her victory swirling in her thoughts.

“I’ve let you have your fun, dear princess, but now it’s time for you to either give in to me or go to sleep like a good girl, take your pick!” Raya giggled, enjoying the moment as she shifted her arms and held them behind her head in a relaxed position. “It’s cute how you keep trying to struggle and reach for the ropes, but it’s no use, just accept your fate. It’s easier that way.”

[CyanDimitrik]

Cameras flash and glitter across the dark surroundings of the arena, taking in and immortalizing the image of Raya reclined with her arms behind her head, suffocating the struggling Katsumi between her thighs. But that fact is far removed from the Punk Princess's mind at the moment - only the need to fight, to not give in to the warm and inviting fatigue creeping in. It would be easier to let herself relax. The moment her eyes close, she's afraid that would be it. She'd faint. And that fact alone has her heart racing in fear, in desperation. She already has a deep-rooted fear of going unconscious around an opponent! Especially one that's been as vindictive as...

...well...

...her! On most days!

This is about survival!

"Hnng!"

Katsumi twists her hips and throws her far leg over in a wild plea for the bottom rope! And... success! Her ankle hooks over the bottom cable, and she keeps it there for dear life.

The referee spots it immediately and leans over Raya in her oh-so-chill state. "She has the rope! Let go! Let go, or I'll disqualify you!," she fusses, ready to start the quick five-count!

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“Wait, what?” As soon as Raya heard the ref, she’d grind her teeth and let go furiously as she stood back up and backed off while pouting.

“Lucky fucking break,” she mumbled angrily. “You knew you couldn’t escape my hold so you had to resort to that cheap trick!”

Of course, Raya conveniently left out the fact that she herself had used the ropes on countless occasions to get out of sticky situations, but now that it was being used against her she couldn’t believe how stupid it was, after all she had Katsumi trapped and helpless with no escape, and all the princess had to do was merely hook her ankle on it to break the hold.

Raya waited for Katsumi to get up, and the moment her opponent did so, she’d charge at her furiously, unleashing her frustration while trying to grab the woman but also simultaneously leaving herself wide open for the taking!

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It takes Katsumi a moment to collect herself after that squeeze. She rotates over onto a knee and both hands on the mat, keeping the other ankle hooked over the bottom rope. Juuust in case. One hand is spared to rub against her jaw, trying to soothe the previous squeeze of Raya's thighs. Then, with a toss of her sweat-dampened hair to clear her vision, Katsumi zeroes her focus on the woman waiting for her to get up.

"Alright... let's do this..."

Katsumi grabs the nearby rope to help pull herself to her feet. And instantly, Raya is bearing down on her! The punkette reacts instinctively, dipping low and avoiding the grab while slipping in behind her back. Her arms wrap around Raya's muscled midsection, hugging herself tight against her back. At first, it's just to seize control over her in a waistlock, trying to pull her back and away from the ropes. Then, once they're a few confident steps away, Katsumi's grip tightens, her forearms pressing in hard against her rival's midsection. Her hips press firmly against Raya's backside, her trim stomach flush against the woman's lower back, and her breasts pushed tight beneath her shoulders, all while trying to assert control and squeeze the abdominal muscles.

"Gotcha! What if I just.. crush... you right here?," she proposes.

In a contest of pure strength, Raya undoubtedly wins. But she's hoping this blitz offense will buy her enough time to keep her disoriented, and that the squeezing force pulling inwards against Raya's midsection will keep her winded and compliant!

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“Urggh!” Raya cried out as Katsumi managed to dip low and slip behind her before wrapping her arms around her waist and pull her back.

Raya tried to struggle, but Katsumi’s grip tightened, leaving her winded and compliant. She’d try to respond to the punkette but no words came out of her mouth as she felt her opponent press against her back.

She’d bring her arms down to where Katsumi held her and tried to force them off but was too exhausted to budge them even an inch! All she could do now was stand there and groan in pain, waiting helplessly for what her opponent would do next.

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Katsumi can feel her struggling in her grasp, and she snugs herself tighter against Raya's sweaty back. Her head tilts, pressing her cheek in over her shoulder to present as little option as possible for a backwards headbutt! The arms double down around Raya's stomach, maybe a few seconds longer than strictly necessary.

It's always a sort of grudging marvel when she can get in the ring with a girl with a body like Raya's. To feel those abs, the clear etching around each segmented muscle in her six-pack, it's downright foreign; it creates a dual sense of admiration and envy. And a bit of a guilty enjoyment in testing the strength and durability, in wanting to feel the toughness break down until she's ultimately lying victorious across them. But she's getting ahead of herself. And feeling Raya pushing against her arms, she's brought quickly back to the present.

"Rrrah!"

Katsumi's back bridges, her arms flexing as she attempts to whip Raya up and over in a releasing German suplex!

Without waiting to see what way Raya lands or winds up after the hit, whether lying facedown, faceup, or getting to her knees, Katsumi is scrambling to her full height again and sprinting for the ropes. Her lithe body spins around, pressing her back into the cables to launch herself forward again...!

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Raya continued to struggle but was then flung backwards in a german suplex, as she made contact with the mat she let out a cry of pain while her vision went completely blurry as she laid face down, the fight knocked completely out over her.

She pressed her arms against the mat and just barely managed to push herself up onto her knees while her limbs shook, her entire body was burning as the blows she had taken had accumulated and left her nearly helpless, and as she got up and brought her head up, her eyes widened as she stared at Katsumi who had been busy sprinting towards the ropes, spinning and pressing against the cables and then launching herself straight at Raya, who had nothing left in the tank and couldn’t dodge!

“Sh-shit...” The words instinctively left Raya’s mouth as she knew she was in big trouble at this point! She tried to move out of the way but her movements were too sluggish to amount to anything quick enough to work!

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All fours. All fours will do just fine.

When Katsumi reaches Raya, her left knee raises to catch behind Raya's neck. And promptly, using the momentum of the run, she drops her weight with the knee, driving Raya's brow against the mat in a kneeling facebuster!

Fully expecting the woman to be dazed from the impact, the Punk Princess hooks her arms beneath her shoulders to pull her up again, first to her knees. Then a breath is taken, and she hauls her up the rest of the way to her feet. She's wanting this moment to be special. This match to have something unique from her. Something she's only ever done once before in the ring. And if she can pull it off against Raya, it'll be incredible.

Leaning aside, the arms wrap around her waist again, though this time with a huff of effort as she attempts to swing the woman up off her feet and upside-down, rotating her body to align with her own. Arms still around her waist, breasts against bellies, Raya's face in front of Katsumi's hips, and Katsumi's face in front of Raya's hips in turn. Each exhale beats warmly against her thighs as she attempts to ensure her opponent is held securely in the tombstone piledriver position...