Mayori vs. Cecilia Lombard

[CaptainL]

With Mayori having landed as hard as she had, Yuki's heart was racing and her eyes wide as she watched with hope against all hope that her friend would recover. She didn't know if she was even conscious, or if she had suffered an injury that would cost her the rest of the match. But she was pleading to whatever higher power was up there that she was still there. She knew that Mayori wouldn't understand her as she asked her if she was okay, but she had to say something. It was the least she could do.

But she watched as Mayori's eyes fluttered open, and it was as though a cool wave of relief came washing over her, as she relaxed the tension in her body with a sigh. Still, she was aware that Mayori was trying to ask her something as she guided her back up to her footing. The question of what she was saying stuck itself at the back of Yuki's brain, and the thought was eating at her, faced with not being able to understand her friend or answer her questions. Nevertheless, she nodded, trying to reassure her as best she could. "No, no, it's...it's okay. It's okay. I've got you..."

The Yokohama girl was able to guide Mayori back up, and to her relief it seemed that she could take it from here, as she went back into the ring just as the ref called the eight-count. Cecilia looked up, grumbling under her breath as she crossed her arms. "Not done yet, are you?" she said. "You really don't know what's good for you..."

[Caduces]

Mayori's shoulders slumped after she made it back to her knees inside of the ring.

She couldn't understand what was being said to her. Her only concern was for Yuki on the outside of the ring. Had she managed to protect her new friend from that attack? She managed to glance over her shoulder to check, but Yuki was just out of her line of sight. The movement to the right caused Mayori to brace her right palm on the canvas and it prevented her from collapsing back onto the canvas.

She pushed her hair back with her left hand and tried to stand. Her thighs tensed as she did so, making her white and red bottoms curl up the side of her bottom. She almost crumpled back down with the onset of dizziness, but she managed to lean her shoulders and bottom against the ropes. She was on her feet, at least.

Mayori glanced up at her opponent and hooked her right arm over the top rope. She was nearly braced enough to attempt an offensive move with that arm. It wouldn't be fast. It wouldn't clean technique. But, it would be something. If she managed to connect with the forearm smash she had in mind, Cecilia might be staggered enough to retreat and give Mayori some more time to gather more breaths. If she blocked or reversed the Hachijo girl, there was little the white-clad challenger could do to stop Cecilia from making her sorry.

[CaptainL]

With Mayori getting back into the ring, Yuki stood by the ring apron, panting as her fingers curled anxiously around the ropes. "Come on, come on..." she muttered to herself, looking down with her eyes closed. She wanted to believe that Mayori could do it, even if she couldn't say that she could with absolute confidence. In some ways, she was too afraid to look.

Cecilia, meanwhile, knew she was in control, and she wasn't about to relinquish that. She narrowed her eyes as she stared Mayori down, seeing the difficulties she was having in getting back up. "Is that all? Don't waste my time," she muttered. Clearly she wasn't too impressed with Mayori's performance, but it did still please her to know that she had flattened the girl so easily. And as Mayori began to rise, Cecilia was keen on doing even more.

Mayori came charging towards her, but Cecilia was prepared for that. Seeing the weaknesses in Mayori's technique, she tried to reach out and grab her by the arm as she came near, hoping to halt her advances. It would cause her to stagger back a little off the incoming momentum, but she was sure she was centered enough to turn this position to her advantage. On capturing Mayori's arm, Cecilia would then turn to fall back and sweep her foot out from under her to make her land directly on her arm with a Russian legsweep armbreaker!

Spoiler

[Caduces]

The impact on the mat was not softened by the Hachijo girl's arm.

The modified legsweep saw to that. "AOHHH AIIII!" The stunned girl in white clutched her arm against her side and rolled away from Cecilia in agony. Her boots pounded the mat as she writhed, which made the official check on her. The poor girl was speaking another language through teary words, but it didn't sound like a submission or plea for the cessation of the contest. It didn't sound good to the crowd or Yuki.

Mayori reached with her left arm, over the canvas and towards the ropes that were still nearby. She tried to raise her hips up from the canvas, giving Cecilia more of a target to grapple, ultimately. But, Mayori was more keen to get back up to her feet above all else.

Her briefs curled up her either hip and further accentuated her petite curves as her left hand grasped the bottom rope. She made it to the middle rope, but her back was still turned toward Cecilia.

[CaptainL]

If Yuki may not have been able to understand what Mayori was saying, she certainly did know what she meant by it. The raw agony apparent in Mayori's voice was chilling to hear, and it made her face go pale as her eyes widened. She didn't know what to say, the scene unfolding before her intimidating her into silence. All she could do was watch as Mayori tried to crawl forward, and hope against all hope that she would make it...but that looked like it would be a tall order.

Cecilia rolled back up to her knees as she pushed herself up from the ground, turning back towards where Mayori was crawling away. A frown crossed her face as she saw the girl reach out to grab the ropes. Mayori had spirit to still be fighting back like this, but Cecilia didn't want spirit. She wanted to win. Luckily, she had her back to her, and with her hips raised, she provided Cecilia with a target to grab onto. Reaching forward as she pushed herself to her feet, Cecilia's arms wrapped around Mayori's waist as she went to throw her backwards to bring her head down into a German suplex!

[Caduces]

Mayori was wide open for the power maneuver.

Cecilia's powerful arms encircled Mayori's struggling form and got her white boots off of the canvas. Hoisted up and heaved backwards, Mayori's shoulders landed far from the ropes. A release-suplex would have thrown her the same distance.

Mayori's arms remained outstretched after the impact. Her midnight-colored hair rested in a single curled form above her head. Her lower body flattened with her boots barely parted from each other. The Hachijo girl's mouth was partially open with a pained moan. Her shoulders flinched with each pained breath from the back of her bruised ribcage. She tried to raise her head up and turn to her side, but the German Suplex's effects were lasting and kept her supine.

[CaptainL]

Another hard impact for Mayori, and another shudder from Yuki as she thought about how much her friend must have felt it. It was growing harder for her to watch what was going on in the ring - but for Cecilia, Mayori's fall was only the start of something even better.

With her lying on the mat, Cecilia saw her chances to punish Mayori further. She was sure she would face no resistance to her next maneuver as she stood tall above her, her hands on her hips and a smug grin on her face. Chuckling softly, she looked down at Mayori sprawled at her feet.

"Now this is where the fun begins..." Cecilia muttered. She bent down to scoop Mayori up onto her shoulders, pulling back on her neck and legs to hold down a torture rack!

[Caduces]

The Hachijo girl struggled to her feet with the aid of Cecilia.

Mayori almost collapsed to her knees, but she was kept from doing so by her opponent’s hand under her right arm. Once she was up, Mayori felt like she was made to fall backwards. But, she didn’t go down to the mat, she went up from it.

She let out another pained moan as Cecilia propped her in the air on her shoulders. Mayori put her hands up to her throat as Cecilia got a grip on her neck. Mayori didn’t have the upper body strength to fight back from what she thought was an elevated choke hold at first. Then, the ache in her spine turned into an acute pain from her shoulders to her lower back. This was not a choke, she realized, it was a submission hold targeting the length of her body.

“NAAAAHHOHHH!”

Mayori tried and failed to turn her hips to get off of Cecilia’s shoulders. Her opponent’s other hand was securely gripping the inside of her left thigh to keep her in position. She tried to shake her head free from the hold on her neck, but she couldn’t escape at either end of the hold.

Her pained cries and intermittent reaching out with her hands above her head told her new friend at ringside that she was falling deeper into Cecilia’s game plan for total dismantlement. Yuki’s presence in her corner was keeping her resolve, but less and less given this onslaught. Mayori’s need to prove her worth in the ring was keeping her from crying out her submission, but not for much longer.

“Ahhhohhh...nhhhohhhh...” She opened her pained eyes and saw the top rope, but upside down and seemingly as distant as the concerned faces in the front row.

[CaptainL]

As she watched Mayori - the girl who had not long ago been her opponent, but who she now saw as a friend - rise up in Cecilia's arms, she trembled, starting to look away. Seeing how weak Mayori was was definitely hard to watch for her. She just wanted this match to end, for Mayori to tap or for Cecilia to show mercy, before she got seriously hurt. But Cecilia was never the merciful sort.

While a newcomer like Mayori might not have been prepared for what she was in for, to Yuki the sight was all too familiar. She might never have faced Cecilia herself, but she knew that the torture rack was a finisher of hers, and she had the skills with it to match. Mayori was in for some trouble...

Mayori's screams cut through the air, and it grew too much for Yuki, who shrunk back and shielded her eyes, trembling. To Cecilia, though, they were music to her ears. Even with the girl on her shoulders, she seemed to effortlessly turn herself back around to look over at Yuki, laughing mockingly at Mayori's plight and pulling down even harder to compress her spine against her neck and shoulders. "What's the matter, little girl?" she teased, looking at Yuki with a smirk. "Afraid I'm going to go after you next?"

Yuki's cheeks flushed with the knowledge Cecilia would talk down to her like this, and she was feeling the shame of her cruel judgments. But she feared for what might happen to Mayori, a newcomer and a woman smaller in frame than Cecilia was, in a position like this. Gritting her teeth, she muttered a few words, more to herself than anything else. "Mayori...please...don't...risk it..." Even if Mayori did hear these, Yuki knew she wouldn't understand them - but it made her feel that much more secure to say.

[Caduces]

Mayori's resolve was nearly gone.

The torture rack was ravaging her core and her neck. Her arms, which were reaching out in vain for nearly a full minute, turned flaccid and near-lifeless. They fell at Mayori's sides and flopped against Cecilia's chest and shoulder blade. The referee would move in to check for the submission and only find that Mayori's eyes were squeezed shut with the sharp angle in which her body was made into a white and red parabola.

She hadn't cried out her submission, but Cecilia could feel the tears and sweat, that beaded on the Hachijo girl's body, ultimately fall on her shoulders.

".......unnnnhhhh."

Mayori's white spandex covered glutes relaxed over her attacker's powerful trapezius muscle.