Courage Takemi vs Tiki Lowell

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'Just a little bit farther!' She told herself as she continued to endure the agony of Tiki's camel clutch! Her boots kicked and her thighs shifted. Her decision to crawl was inglorious. The way it put her body on display was humiliating. But she wouldn't give up! She was almost there! Her eyes tightened and her resolve redoubled! She bent her knees and braced her boots against the canvas! Just one last push!

And just as she prepared to do so- *SMACK*! Tiki released her chin! All of the tension in her body snapped like a rubber band as the force it was bracing against was released! Her face clapped against the canvas dizzying her. She'd at least had the wherewithal to turn her head so that her cheek took the brunt of the force instead of her nose, but it left her moaning all the same. It was no DDT or Suplex. She'd recover. But by the time she did, her opponent had already transitioned to her next maneuver!

Tiki was stronger than her... That much she was used to. But the other woman wasn't a Young Lioness. She wasn't a trainee. She was a presence within LAW proper. She wasn't just stronger than her, no... She was better than her. Courage screamed out as Tiki's attack tore her backward, bending her into a perfect C! The pain in her neck was gone, but all of it had been refocused on the small of her back and her shoulders!

Her body was arced at a brutal and unnatural angle that pulled her belly off the canvas. Her crawling had displaced her leotard. The bodystocking she wore beneath it had provided enough friction to keep it from falling completely. But it resulted in the tantalizing sight of the pinked semi-circles of her aureole being visible just above the green of her attire. Her nipples were still mostly hidden... But mostly didn't stop the audience from taking pictures. It wouldn't stop this picture of painful shame from being posted all over the internet.

"G-Give up!?" The referee asked again, almost urging her to agree!

She'd already acknowledged that Tiki was better than her. Stronger. More technically sound. What more was left but to surrender? Her long braid swished back and forth as she shook her head, telling the referee she wouldn't with her body since her mouth and lungs were busy screaming out in anguish! The movement made the audience -confident- they could see just a little bit more of her plump, perky tits.

She bit down on her lip, even as tears began to form at the corner of her eyes! And struggled! She turned her upper body back and forth, fighting against Tiki's grip! She knife-edged her hands in an attempt to get them to slip through her fingers! She pulled with all of her might, and pushed with her boots! Her distance from the ropes had doubled! But it was still just inches! She repeated the mantra that had got her here in the first place! Letting it resound in her head! 'Just a little bit farther!'

She let out another scream, this time of resolve! But in truth, it was aided by the terrible damage she was doing to her own body! Tendons pulling. Muscles stretching and tearing! She wasn't good enough at technical wrestling to escape! But she had the guts to try to force her way free! And she was going to do it! Whether or not that was a good idea....

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Tiki could tell that Courage was fighting with absolutely everything she had. Something that was not a good sign when it happened this early in a match. The idol's screams of both pain and defiance rang throughout both the arena and the veteran's ears. Courage was making progress, miniscule as it was, but it was still significant considering what little distance the brunette had to actually cover. While Tiki was decidedly the stronger of the two, her advantage wasn't so overwhelming that she could just keep Courage wholly immobile.

It took what had to be an agonizingly long amount of time for Courage, especially considering how short a distance she was from the ropes, but eventually the idol made it to the ropes. Her buxom bust bumping into the bottom rope would get the ref to free Courage from Tiki's hold. Seeing the state of her opponent's attire once they were both standing and facing each other, Tiki tried to subtly gesture to the chest area of her own outfit to try signaling Courage to fix herself.

Tiki would gladly give Courage the time she needed to more properly cover herself should the idol decide to do so. In fact, the veteran would even let her dictate the pace of match. Staying back, Tiki waited for Courage to come to her. She intended to pull Courage out from the ropes, closer to the center of the ring so that the brunette would have further struggles to escape if the veteran could lock her up again. Tiki was confident in her defensive abilities, and similarly confident that she could save herself if Courage did manage to get her with something.

Tiki felt comfortable in her current position. She wasn't hanging back because she felt that an opponent like Courage would let her get away with it, but the veteran usually refrained from actively allowing her opponent to go on the attack unless she had a specific strategy to bait them, or like in this case, she wasn't too worried about the consequences of failing to defend herself. Courage was performing respectably for her level, in Tiki's eyes, but she was also confident that said level just couldn't match the veteran's own.

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"BREAK!" The referee's cries would have brought a tear to Courage's eyes... If the agony of the hold hadn't already beat them to it. Tiki released the hold and Courage's body unfolded. She hit the ropes while still on her knees. Her breasts swallowed the vinyl-covered barrier before bouncing her to the canvas ingloriously.

"Ohhhn~" She let out a sobbing moan as one hand moved to sheathe her partially exposed tits and the other reached around to paw at the small of her back. She wasn't quick to rise. Instead, she found herself meekly soothing herself for a few seconds. "I-Itaiii~" She whined. She heard her own voice. It was pathetic. She closed her eyes tightly, forcing away the tears. If she could whine... A hand grasped the middle rope. She could fight!

Courage pulled herself up to her feet. The fingers on the hand across her breasts took hold of her own leotard and fixed it. The fans had been close to a full show. Their pouts were audible. She'd make it up to them by putting on a hell of a fight! She brought her arms up and prepared to defend herself. But... Her opponent never came. Instead, Tiki was backing up, waiting in the center of the ring. Courage's eyes narrowed in frustration.

The Idol lacked the technical know-how of a skilled wrestler. And she lacked the strength of a lifetime combat sports participant. But she wasn't stupid. She could tell that the other woman wanted to drag her into deep waters. And worse... That she was toying with her. She wanted Courage to charge her again. She wanted to counter her attack and make a fool of her.

"I won't let you embarrass me or the Young Lioness program!" She declared as her hands moved from comforting her own body to raising up in a fighting stance. Her left fist was in front, her right fist slightly behind. It didn't actually look half bad.

Courage began to move forward. It wasn't hesitant so much as it was pragmatic. Tiki was bigger and stronger than her. She was a better grappler too. Fine. She was the better wrestler. But the one thing that Courage had going for her was her agility. Her coordination and speed were well and above where a Young Lioness's should be. The boon of a lifetime of dance.

"Ha!" She let out a battle cry and lashed out with her right boot! It was fast! Whip-quick! She fired it out at Tiki's head. And behind it was a surprising amount of force. But more importantly, it was spaced just right. Tiki could back up to get out of the way. But she would have difficulty reaching past it! Courage... might actually know how to fight!

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Tiki's features dipped into a frown when Courage accused the veteran of trying to embarrass her. "I swear I'm not trying to," said Tiki. Perhaps the idol thought that Tiki's backing off was a sign of disrespect, and perhaps one could view it as such if they could see the greenette's thought process, but she truly believed that she was just taking the best course of action for who her opponent was.

Courage approached slowly, and fired off a kick as she understandably did not want to get caught up in a grappling battle with Tiki. Yet despite her age, the veteran was by no means a slouch herself, and she was well accustomed to perceiving, reacting to, and neutralizing the movements of those who were reliant on their speed to attack and survive in their matches.

In response to Courage's kick, Tiki pulled up her arm beside her head to block it with her elbow. As Courage's shin impacted it, there was so little flesh and muscle at the point of impact that it was practically bone meeting bone. Tiki might have to deal with a bit of a stinger in her left arm for a bit, but the veteran was willing to bet that the speed of Courage's kick would make the impact come back at her far worse.

Assuming all went to plan, Tiki would close the already short distance between Courage and herself, She would position her body underneath the idol's raised thigh, keeping Courage from getting it back down to the floor, then slip behind the brunette and continue to keep her leg up by holding it place with her hand. Once Tiki was behind Courage, she would try to get her left arm underneath the rookie's left thigh and lift up that leg as well, lifting all of Courage up into air as well.

If Tiki got to this point, then her intended hold was as good as locked in. The veteran would just have to execute. She would let Courage's body slide down her arms until the back of her neck was low enough that Tiki could get both her hands to press down on it. If Tiki succeeds, she will have locked Courage into a Legs Trapped Camel Clutch. But the veteran still had one more piece to add on to the move, though she would give the idol the chance to spare herself from it. "Submit now Courage, or this will become painful to an atomic degree," she said. With Courage's crotch practically hovering over Tiki's knee, the dominant greenette hoped that her point would come across.

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Courage's kick lashed out! For a moment it looked like it had landed flush against the side of Tiki's head! But a second glance found the other wrestler's arm had gotten between them, her elbow intercepting Courage's shin before it could ricochet off the side of her head! The clash had come with a loud, reverberating crack as bone met bone! Had it been Tiki's forearm instead, it might have been damaged... But the point of her elbow ensured that it was Courage's limb that suffered the brunt of the impact!

"A-AAHN" She let out a staggered, shocked cry. Her breath caught as electricity shot down her leg. The damage had almost entirely been redirected to her own limb. It might even have been fractured!

She was slow to get it down, frozen by the strange, stomach-turning pain! And by the time she was ready to, Tiki had positioned herself to keep the limb aloft! She'd captured her body and held her in a compromising position! "I w-won't!" She replied boldly! "I'll n-never!" The stuttering made her bravery somewhat less effective... But it was difficult to talk around the throbbing in her leg! She struggled to get free, but again, lacked the technique!

She knew her position was compromising. But she hadn't noticed how. She had tucked her chin and stiffened her neck expecting some sort of suplex. She was about to be quite surprised!

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Tiki was met with next to no resistance from Courage when she lifted the idol up into a Leg Trapped Full Nelson, on account of Courage still reeling from smashing her shin into Tiki's elbow. With the idol suspended up into the air with all of her limbs restrained against a more physically powerful opponent, Courage really didn't any option to escape that wasn't verbalizing her submission.

Yet Courage tried to show courage and refused, but that would only bring her pain at Tiki's hands. To complete her attack, the veteran bounced up and then dropped down to one knee and slammed Courage down onto it, crushing her crotch with an Atomic Drop. The sheer force of the impact would mercifully jar the idol loose from Tiki's grip, allowing her to fall face first onto the floor.

Tiki, knowing that Courage was overmatched, was already seeking to end the fight. But she knew that she had already dealt a sever amount of damage in the short span of the match, so she didn't want to keep pushing the idol until she was injured. So with Tiki's hands already near Courage's ankles, she would grab them, and try to roll the idol up into a Matchbook Pin, seeking a three count to put the wounded wrestler away.

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The idol's eyes bulged out and her jaw dropped in an expression of sheer agony!

"KYAAAAAAAAH~~~!!"

Courage's shriek cut through the arena, overpowering the groans of the crowd! Her eyes had rolled into the back of her head until only the whites of her eyes could be seen. Spittle ran past the side of her lips, slipping from her open mouth as she lacked even the basic faculties to prevent that! Every muscle in her body was frozen, her nerves fried by the viciously brutal attack on her vital areas.

Tiki had driven her undefended sex down onto her knee with all of her might! The leg-trap full nelson had left the green-clad idol's thighs spread with her boots by her head. Her pussy had been like a target. And the center of her leotard swallowed up the cruel bone of Tiki's knee like an arrow that had sunk into the bullseye! The position had left the endangered wrestler with no way to hide her shame. And the moment of impact was captured without occlusion. The plump lips of her pussy slipped just barely free of her attire as the strike to her sex forced her leotard up in between them as Tiki's knee crushed her pubic bone! She had waxed.

The attack had been so fierce that Tiki couldn't maintain the hold, even with her notable strength. Courage fell to the canvas face first. Making soft, pitiable sounds with every breath. Both of her hands clasped over her destroyed womanhood. Her fingers idly pawed at it, as if introducing new stimuli would make the pain go away. It didn't.

As Tiki folded her up for the pin she didn't even have the strength to keep hold of herself. Her hands fell away. The position left her hips in the air. Her leotard flossing not only her ass, but also her reddened, battered sex.

"1!" The referee's count came.

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Tiki could feeling Courage's crotch collapsing around her knee as the idol shrieked in pure agony from the force of the impact to her pussy. The Leg Trapped Full Nelson had more than done its job, leaving Courage whimpering on the floor, motionless save for the twitching of her body and the desperate attempt of her hands to soothe her tortured crotch.

So when Tiki rolled Courage up into a Matchbook Pin, she considered it more of a formality than anything. The idol probably wouldn't even start to fight back before the 3 count was reached, much less actually escape. Tiki held Courage's legs down on top of her shoulders, and the veteran's hips pressing down on the rookie's butt would keep her legs folded up.

The ref counted to one, and Courage had yet to move. She seemed to stir as the ref was bringing their hand down for two, but the strength behind the movement felt to be of little significance to Tiki. It might not even be within the power of a miracle to save Courage now. If anything could save the idol, it would leave Tiki nothing short of utterly astounded.

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"2!" The second count came like a gunshot. A shotgun went off right beside Courage's head. Someone was whimpering. Soft, piteous, and rapid sounds. It was her.

She was in agony... But the attack hadn't concussed her. It had overloaded her mind with pain. But she wasn't asleep. That might have been worse, however... She was awake while Tiki held her down and humiliated her with this defeat. Waking up in the locker room after the match might have been more of a mercy. Instead, she was trapped. The damage to her pelvis made her legs completely inoperable. Tiki could feel it. The muscles in her folded thighs didn't contract in the slightest as she pressed down upon them.

She was still dizzy. The ring was spinning and Tiki's visage was divided into three ephemeral faces that wove in and out of one another. She wanted to throw up. She wanted to quit.

The referee's hand came down. And she had to throw herself onto her shoulder! Her palm skimmed along the surface of the canvas! She looked towards Tiki wide-eyed and intense, her fingers up to show her the count she'd earned. One. Two. Two? "2! Only 2!"

At the last moment, Courage's body jerked! Using only the muscles in her mid-section and neck, she forced her body up! Unfolding so that she flopped over onto her belly! Breaking the count at 2.9! and leaving Tiki laying atop her! She'd never quit! She could still fight!

But then... her lower body hadn't played any role in her escape. And even now didn't move.

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While Tiki couldn't deny that these types of roll up pins such as the Matchbook Pin that Tiki current had Courage trapped in didn't have their benefits, the veteran still didn't like the fact that she wasn't actually in direct contact with her opponent's shoulders like she would be for a cover pin such as a Leghook. This was because the lack of direct contact made sensing an opponent's attempts to break free a lot more difficult and delayed.

It was this facet of the Matchbook Pin that Courage would likely unknowingly use to escape. At the very last moment, the idol put forth a burst of energy up from her shoulder to push out of the pin by the slimmest of margins. Had Tiki been able to sense that buildup, she would have been able to shift her weight to stifle it. The veteran herself would probably tell you that she should have done that anyway though, considering that Courage wouldn't have been able to wait out the shift since that would have been a pin.

"Mmnn," Tiki let out a discontented hum, knowing that the referee had not made an error. Courage rolled onto her stomach, but the greenette was still on top of, knees on either side of the idol's body. deciding that Courage's upper body must need to be weakened first before she would stay down, Tiki decided to lay down across the top of the brunette's back, have her own arms and legs each wrap themselves around one of Courage's arms, then finally applying pressure to lock the idol into a Double Armbar.

Tiki and Courage were roughly in the middle of the ring. It wouldn't be too far a distance to the ropes if the idol could move sideways, but the Double Armbar made it so that Courage could only effectively move forward using her legs. She could try to rotate herself so that she was facing the short side of the ring, but that would probably just be more work than just going straight. But before any of that even mattered, Courage hadn't moved her lower body under her own power since she was hit by Tiki's Atomic Drop. Tiki didn't know about this, but if Courage had to submit because she couldn't move to escape, then the veteran would consider that just as well as pinning the idol afterwards, assuming she hadn't caused any permanent damage.