LUCKY Katsuragi vs Blake Belmont

[SweetHeart]

Blake's grip twisted deeper into Lucky's hair, yanking the golden goose out of her impromptu nap. She'd drag her to the corner before bashing her face first into the buckle, with each corner smash into the turnbuckle pad landed with a thump. The crowd counted along—five, six, seven—as Katsuragi's legs buckled more with every impact. By the tenth slam, Lucky's eyes had uncrossed just long enough to cross again. Even when the referee finally stepped in, forcing Blake back with a stern warning, Katsu just ended up leaning on the buck and slidding down, before ending up flopping into the bottom buckle, groaning before she'd spin back around, looking up at the lights after the flurry of smashes into the buckle left her in a brutal daze, seated against the turnbuckle!

[killcarrion]

Typically Blake conducts herself with a certain degree of tranquil composure alongside a collected confidence to her catlike demeanor...but on most typical days she hasn't just been savagely punted in her cooch and outright embarrassed by a golden feathered goofball. Blake expressing her discontent to Lucky's objectionable tactics and behavior in as respectful a manner Blake could manage. And that was ruthlessly smashing her face into the turnbuckle until the audience lost count with the referee's admonishment coercing Blake into backpedaling with labored breathes and hands raised to accentuate the fact that she's finally released her foe's head. "Tch, fine...but you can't tell me she didn't deserve it..." Blake remarked to the official as she now began approaching the opposing turnbuckle across from Lucky. The Shadowcat clutching her hands onto the top rope besides her before sprinting straight ahead with every intention of swiveling around at the last second for an attempted hip attack and smushed faceful of Lucky's visage into Blake's certifiably caked backside...

[SweetHeart]

With Katsuragi in a daze after the brutal flurry of buckle slams, she'd try to shake off the cob webs as she sat in the corner, and well it was clear that Blake wanted some payback humiliation. The winded golden girl would only have enough recovery time to lift her head, and see that Blake wasn't just done after the head slamming, as she began a fast charge towards the downed Lucky, spinning at the last second as she hurtled towards the seated wrestler, ass-first! "W-wait NONONONONO NOT THE BUTT! UUUGGUGH!" Lucky's pleas wouldn't stop the cat girl however, and the black haired wrestler would slam into Lucky's face for an utterly ring-rattling hip attack, smashing the poor girl against the turnbuckle! Lucky's face is treated to a high-impact dosage of high impact hips on her face. After the impact Katuragi began to kick about and attempt to shove the girls rump off her face, trying her damndest to avoid being smothered out after the brutal booty attack!

[killcarrion]

Blake's justifiable quest for divine retribution continued onward with a maneuver that wasn't typically executed by the Ebon Huntress, but was nevertheless exceptionally satisfying all throughout its performance and was appropriate payback for Lucky's field goal punt between her legs. One humiliation being reciprocated with another as her adversary's facials became swathed underneath a curvaceous derriere after the hip attack which rattled the middle turnbuckle behind her foe's head and jostled the ring ropes. Blake stepping forward once Lucky started her frantic struggles since she never intended to smother out the golden goofball in the first place, but that didn't mean she was keen on being merciful to her unpredictable adversary either. "You're LUCKY, alright. Lucky I'm in the mood to just put this one to bed early instead of stomping your lights out..." Blake remarked as she tugged her rattled foe by her arm a few feet out of the corner before releasing her, afterward strolling back to the corner turnbuckle and climbing it one rope at a time. Blake turning around to face Lucky and wait patiently for the golden girl to arise before attempting her Canadian Destroyer finisher from the ropes, Catastrophe...

[SweetHeart]

After getting a very big faceful of Blake’s big ole buns, Lucky would be left in a daze, groaning as she recovered from not only the hip attack, but also the subsequent smothering afterwards! She would be then pulled out out of the corner her face somewhat messy from getting scrubbed back back-and-forth by Blake’s cheeks, groaning as she was rolled into the middle, Blake scaling to the top rope.

Katsu would groan, realizing quickly that Blake was going to do something off the top rope and she’d have to act quickly, groaning as she’d get up to her knees. However, as dazed as she was, she wasn’t gonna simply stay downed as she’d then quickly attempt to rush the corner. It wasn’t the most graceful looking run as she would pretty much just flail her arms and stumble up to her feet before attempting to hit a sloppy double over hand chop to Blake! If the move worked, Katsuragi would attempt to climb up to the ropes, quickly getting to the top, and then followed by a few unnecessary but nonetheless funky hip twirls, before attempting to hit an avalanche hurricanrana!

[killcarrion]

Opting to end the match was simultaneously an act of benevolent mercy on Blake's part, and the consequence of having to cope with Lucky's outlandish chicanery throughout this entire match. The glittering starlet exhausting Blake to the point of seeking a traditional conclusion to this entire charade and put Lucky into her rear view mirror already. "...Tch...This is the last time I agree to be a substitute in some ludicrous tournament..." Blake bitterly muttered as she started ascending up the middle ropes of a corner turnbuckle before pivoting in place, swiveling in Lucky's direction with golden iris' honed onto the struggling goofball. But gawking in confused bewilderment from her adversary's frenetic resurgence in as she sprinted straight towards Blake and walloped her jiggled bosom with a double handed smack. The staggered shadowcat immediately sitting back onto the top turnbuckle behind her with the wind knocked out of her sails and searing aches on her chest when joined by Lucky onto the corner turnbuckle. A stunned Blake than subjected to provocative hip swirls practically twirled right in her grimaced face and earning a raucous pop from the ravenous audience when a snapped vice of tightened thighs clamped down onto her and propelled Blake into a spiraled splashdown into the middle of the ring, who was now cradling her spine as she languished in misery...

[SweetHeart]

The crowd erupted as Blake's body splatted against the canvas, her spine arching in agony from the avalanche hurricanrana that had just driven her down from the top rope in a dizzying spiral. Katsuragi landed on her feet with a flourish, her boots slapping the mat as she absorbed the impact, and immediately she rushed over to the dazed shadowcat, whom was still writhing, one hand clutching her lower back, and Katsu could see the opening like a neon arrow sign flashing above her head.

With a burst of energy that belied her own exhaustion, Katsuragi sprinted forward, her strides short and choppy but fueled by her sheer opportunistic instinct. She closed the distance in a heartbeat, planting herself beside Blake's prone form, and without a moment's hesitation, she brought both palms together and SMWCKED them down across the curve of Blake's exposed butt. The spank echoed through the arena like a gunshot! But the spank was only to distract Blake, as Katsh would then grab her by the ankles, lifting her legs up firmly as she tried to hook them under her arms!

Katsu yanked hard, dragging Blake's legs outward and forcing her to roll over onto her stomach, stepping one leg over Blake's torso and then the other, her knees digging into the canvas as she locked her arms around those thighs and pulled backward. If the shadowcat wasn't able to escape, then Blake's spine bent into a cruel arc as Katsuragi wrenched her into her signature finish, THE ONCE IN A LIFETIME Boston crab!

Katsu leaned back with a vicious little hum. "What's the matter, kitty cat? Back hurting? Maybe you shouldn't have tried to sit on my face earlier!" She punctuated the taunt with another sharp tug, pulling Blake's legs higher and forcing the arch deeper, her own thighs trembling from the exertion but her grip holding steady. “SO LIKE….I DONT HAVE ANYMORE INSULTS UH CAN YOU JUST TAP OUT IM TIRED!” Katsu yelled as she was running out of insult ideas as quickly as she was ideas to win this match!

[killcarrion]

Overwhelmed in every conceivable definition of the word, Blake was now absolutely adamant in regards to her previous statement about abstaining from any future tournaments no matter what the shimmering trophy was awaiting those at the ultimate conclusion of the brackets. Nothing could possibly be worth enduing what she'd been subjected to this night. She was still struggling with the debilitating aches between her legs and hobbled stutter step to her gait after Lucky's field goal scoring punt, and yet somehow the most aggravating consequence of that heinous assault was now Blake was at the mortified mercy of a spastic starlet with apparently zero compunction and even less restraint. Searing discomfort radiated from her spine as the dizzied Shadowcat shifted her head up off of the canvas to gaze ahead with a vexed scowl, only in the preambles towards even attempting to ascend when the same thunder that struck her bosom was stricken upon her gothic glutes...

"RAGH!!!" Blake stiffened ramrod straight in aghast shock from the debased spank to her wriggled cake, facials aglow in radiant crimson with the distraction enabling her adversary to immediately straddle Blake with calves tucked underneath Lucky's armpits. "HGGH...Y-YOU'RE tired?!?!" Blake barked at the absurdity of Lucky's claim considering she was the who'd been fed up by this point, teeth gnashed as she struggled in clawed desperation at what she couldn't comprehend was a Boston Crab executed to pure perfection. An impeccable application by a certified goofball bending her spinal cord into a pretzel with the snug softness of her backside settled atop her. Blake writhed and endured with failed attempts at shuffling to the ropes, weakening with time as she was contorted backward with sluggish breaths taken in between pained yelps. Loathed though she was to submit to the goofball, Blake's frantic smacks to the canvas gave the starlet what she wanted.

*DING*DING*DING*

[SweetHeart]

Katsuragi would keep on stretching the girl, sweat pouring down her forehead as she kept on yanking as much as she could on her legs, and as goofy as she acted, it was clear that she was desperate to end the match, knowing full well that she would need to make sure to preserve her energy for how long she would need to be Doing this over and over again in the tournament. But thankfully, for the golden goose, she would see the fruits of her labours from her constant training of the submission that she was currently using as after a few minutes of stretching out Blake, the cat would finally tap out.!

As her funky music began blaring over the speakers once more, Katsuragi would let go of Blake’s legs and flop on her back, rolling over onto her knees and raising her hands above her head, totally elated as she finally was able to put away the match. The blonde would need a moment to recover as she would in a rather an unappealing manner wheeze and groan after all the strain, her body had taken from applying the whole and also the match as a whole, before popping up to her feet and posing in victory. It wasn’t the end for Katsu as she would still have a few more people to get through before she could truly claim her victory but for now she'd take the moment to not only celebrate her victory, but to quickly grab a pair of backup glasses, and do a little, much more reserved dance o end the match!


Winner via submission: Lucky Katsuragi