Katsumi Oshiro vs. Suzume Sheska

[Noob]

Slowly but surely Suzume would increase the pressure on Katsumi's back. She'd press her foot down further while trying to maintain her grip on her opponent's arms. "Come on...it's not like I REALLY wan't to turn you into taffy. Only like a lil." Suzume explained. While she was happy to get a bit of payback, he didn't want to hurt her previously nice friend too bad. Still, as long as the bluenette held out Suzume had to keep on going even if her own arms were starting to become a bit wobbly.

From the looks of it though she only had to keep her opponent held a bit more. There was no way Katsumi could endure for much longer. Or so that was Suzume's hope anyway. Her gaze kept shifting between the punkette's pained expression and the referee as she continued trying to bend the other wrestler past her limits. "If you're not gonna give up then I'mma have to be super tough Suzume." She threatened. She quickly rolled her eyes afterwards though. Even she realized that was lame. Perhaps next time she practiced it would be her wit that needed the practice and not her technique.

[CyanDimitrik]

"Aaaahhhahaooww!," cries Katsumi, pitchy in her pain as her body is arched and arms wrenched tighter. "That was... so lame.. S-Suzu-bits!"

The referee-girl looks momentarily confused, then asks if she submits. Katsumi shakes her head again, this time more vehemently.

The audience is roaring their support. The smaller girl looking dominant over the snarky punk, said punk's chest pushed out on display, her body taut... oh, Katsumi is well away of it. She's fine with that. She's not fine with the pain whittling away at her strength. Her fists unclench, and she attempts to grab onto Suzume's wrists in return. Her arms tremble as she tries to pull forward, favoring the left side in hopes of powering out of the hold and yanking the girl over her shoulder to the mat before her.

If she should manage that dramatic reversal, she'll immediately attempt to lock in a grounded sleeper hold with her left arm hooking under Suzume's chin and cinching with the right.

[Noob]

Even though Katsumi was still able to tease her a little bit, Suzume could tell the woman was in significant pain. The smaller wrestler had to admit that it was nice being on the opposite end of a hold. The hard part of course was staying there. The punkette was not going to give up easily and her struggles were becoming difficult for Suzume to deal with. Finally Katsumi made her move, grabbing Suzume's wrist and tossing the brunette over her shoulder. "Wuuugh! guuugh!" Suzume groaned as she flew through the air and finally landed roughly on the ground.

The pure shock of what had happened was more than enough to daze Suzume who was now easy prey for her larger foe. She quickly winced, feeling Katsumi's arm hook under her chin and start to tighten. Trying to prevent this as best as she could Suzume would grab Kat's arm with both hands in an attempt to pry it away."Nnnng...no...nnnnnuh uh! I was so close." She pouted, clearly wishing she could go back to her glory days of ten seconds prior.

[CyanDimitrik]

So begins the struggle to keep a squirrely Suzume wrangled! Katsumi twists her hips and attempts to swing a leg over Suzume's rear in an effort to rotate them over. If she can force the brunette to the mat on her front, with herself mounting the smaller girl's backside, she'll pull back on the sleeper hold to begin arching Suzume backwards in an arch - to the dual effect of tightening the hold and wrenching her spine.

"Close to your butt!," snaps Katsumi dumbly. Yes, she just heard herself. Yes, she's glad the audience didn't hear it. "I was just gonna beat ya up, but if it's pain you're into, we can do that!"

[Noob]

"Nnnnfff!" Suzume groaned as she was tolled over onto her stomach. She soon found herself in a similar position as the one she had Katsumi in moment's earlier. Now wrenched back she'd let out a high pitched squeal. "That's nnnn....not f...aaaaah!" The brunette tried to reply, at least until she was painfully arched back. It wasn't long before the smaller wrestler was finding it increasingly difficult to breath, let alone talk back to her foe.

With a now outstretched arm, Suzume gave up on trying to pry Katsumi's arm off of her and focused now purely on reaching the ropes before the potent combination of being both stretched out and choked drained her completely. She'd drag herself there if she had to and that was where the woman was now putting all of her effort.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi wasn't thinking too clearly on her taunts, really. First there was the butt thing. And now that she's weathering Suzume's struggles to pry her arm loose, she can reflect on what she'd said earlier. What, like she wasn't going to give Suzume pain before? Like she wasn't already hurting her? Ugh, she's off her game. She had a great introduction, and then it's like as soon as she grappled with the girl, her bite vanished.

At this point, Suzume is making slow egress to the ropes. They're not too far from her, fortunately enough, and Katsumi wobbles her knees along the mat to keep her position over her.

"I don't give you permission to pass out!," she barks to the brunette. "You have to stay awake and just deal!" Her hips squirm, trying to push down more securely against her opponent's rear and hold her down. The audience sees that a bit differently, but she's okay with that. They paid for a ticket, they can have a bit of a show. No harm.

"You can tap out aaaany time you like, though!"

[Noob]

Although the ropes were perhaps only a few inches away from Suzume, they appeared to be miles away to the brunette who was stretching her arm as far as it would go towards them. Each second that she was unable to reach them though just brought more lightheadedness to Suzume who was now held tightly against Katsumi. Suzume's rear would soon begin wriggling against the bluenette's hips as she made an attempt to scoot towards the ropes. What the crowd might have thought about the situation was lost on Suzume though as she was having trouble focusing on just keeping her eyes from shutting.

Despite the increasing direness of her situation though the smaller wrestler refused to give up. After all she was apparently not allowed to pass out. She wasn't positive if that was just a tease or if Katsumi wouldn't actually knock her out but she had no intention of finding out. The woman slapped the mat once, not to give up but out of frustration. She'd soon shut her eyes tight as she wiggled and squirmed under Katsumi, reaching out her arm until finally she was able to grasp freedom in the form of the bottom rope.

[CyanDimitrik]

The cameras are focused on poor Suzume's struggle, watching her face for signs of a knockout. Katsumi giggles helplessly when Suzume's rear wiggles under her hips. It was unconscious, and she's trying to sound tough, so it's not really doing her any favors. Still, she's trying to wear the poor girl down as much as she can while she can!

Would she be willing to render Suzume unconscious? Honestly, no. She wouldn't. If she truly felt that Suzume were slipping, she'd likely ease up on the hold enough to let her relax. Katsumi is deathly afraid of being knocked out, and though it may not be logical, she may be projecting that fear onto her opponent, not wanting her to go through it. In a weird way, she's protective.

"Tap, bitch!"

In a weird way.

Suzume snags the rope! The referee-girl is immediately flailing her arms at Katsumi. "She has the ropes! Break!"

Katsumi can plainly see that she has the rope, but she snorts and digs her hips in to pull back a little harder. "She does not! She's ready to tap out!"

"Let her go!"

"YOU let her go!"

"What!"

Katsumi leans a little more.

"L-let her go! One! Two! Three! Do it! Four!"

All at once, Katsumi releases the hold and shoots up to her feet! Her hands raise in the classic dindunuffin, and she backs up a few steps! "No need to get all aggro!"

[Noob]

Suzume was nearing the limit of what she could take and was seriously considering listening to Katsumi until she reached the rope. The brunette was expecting quick relief however her opponent offered her none. Instead the punkette only yanked Suzume back, bending the smaller wrestler and sending a new wave of pain shooting down her spine. "Haaaah! R...ropes...ROPES!" Suzume was barely able to cry out as she flailed frantically. Luckily the referee was on her side and after more persuading than should have been necessary Suzume was let go.

The brunette flopped down, panting and coughing on the mat with one hand still firmly attached to the ropes. She lay there for a moment, trying to hide her now watery eyes. At first there were just a few sniffles coming from Suzume's end of the ring but soon Suzume would slowly pull herself up, her legs wobbling as she leaned against the ropes. She was hoping Katsumi the referee were arguing she quickly wiped some 'sweat' from her eyes. The smaller wrestler opened her mouth to whine about having the ropes before but she doubted it would do all that much and quickly closed her mouth again. Her mind quickly changed again though and with a slightly quivering lip she'd yell at Kat.

"Wh...why do you have to be such an...such an ass?!?! I had the ropes." She yelled. It was clear the teasing and torment from Katsumi had finally gotten to Suzume. "You're the bitchiest, dumbest, bitchiest, ugliest, bitchiest jerkface ass ever and I'mma bend you backwards!" Suzume continued to yell, hurling whatever insults she could think of at Katsumi. Unfortunately though the distressed brunette didn't quite have the way with words she had wished. Feeling ever so slightly better after the outburst she'd once again wipe her eyes and try to prepare for what she would consider round two.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi is ready to pounce as soon as Suzume is on her feet again. She has a match to win, and a friend to style all over! And from the looks of things, she's really hurting! That's great news for the predatory punkette.

Her lip is wobbling. That gives Katsumi pause. Her head tilts slightly to the side in a decidedly feline manner with the first salvo. Well, yeah, she knew she had the ropes. That's why she bantered with the referee. So she could keep the hold longer. Duh. It gave her the advantage! What's-...

Suzume really cuts loose. The audience is largely sympathetic, seeing this as the natural course for Katsumi's behavior. Eventually she'd run into someone who'd call her on her nefarious misdeeds. Someone would make it real for her, show her the consequences that her actions harbor. It's not just about rules, it's about being a good person. It's about-

why is katsumi laughing oh my god

"Khahahah!," gigglefits the punkette, leaning forward with her hands propped on her knees. "Oh god, Suzuchu! That's- it- you're so cute!" She is not at all taking that rant seriously. Not remotely. In her defense, Suzume concluded with 'imma bend you backwards'. And it was so outrageously clumsy and haphazard that it couldn't possibly be real, right? Suzu's playing the crowd! She loves it!

And just like that, Katsumi is pouncing forward with a short-arm clothesline, hoping to nail the brunette offguard on the collar and send her over the top rope!