Raya Ashberry vs "the Punk Princess" Katsumi Oshiro

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Raya smirked at Katumi’s refusal to submit, although she was also slightly impressed by her resilience. If the roles were reversed, Raya wouldn’t be able to say with complete confidence that she wouldn’t tap in such a position, but luckily she wasn’t on the other side of it this time, and wasn’t planning for that to change any time soon.

“Good,” she’d say, still stretching her opponent's body as hard as she could. “I wouldn’t want to end it so soon, either!”

While still keeping Katsumi in the torture rack, Raya would then start walking in circles around the ring as if showing off the woman on her shoulders who was screaming in pain. Then, she’d flip Katsumi’s legs over and slam her face down onto the mat before rolling her over.

Raya moved quickly, trying to give Katsumi as little time as possible to recover. She’d try to get on top of her and attempt to wrap her arms around her opponents head, forcing it up while also bringing her chest down to it in order to start smothering her.

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This is definitely not the ideal start to a match that Katsumi had been hoping for. Her body wrenched across the other woman's shoulders, paraded around the ring, little else to do but cry out with each twist of the hold sending a shock of pain along her spine. Her arm raises, elbow poised to begin raining down battering punishment atop Raya's head -- but before she can mount that defense, the hold abruptly and drastically switches. Her legs are swung out, her body angled out over the mat, and her chest promptly impacts the canvas.

Katsumi recoils onto all fours briefly before dropping facedown again with a weak groan. She's rolled over onto her back, dazed, and suddenly finds herself overwhelmed with the sense of the slightly taller woman lying over her. Arms wrap around her head, and her face is pulled tight between her breasts, eliciting a panicked flail as the ability to breathe becomes strained.

In all her time in the ring - in this ring, particularly - she can't remember ever being subjected to a breast smother.

Her hands first hook behind Raya's shoulders, trying to force her to slide her body down to make breathing a little easier. Just a little looser!

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As Raya continued to smother Katsumi, she felt the woman hook her hands behind her shoulders and start forcing her body to slide down. Feeling herself slip away, she tried to resist and keep herself right above her opponent while continuing to smother, hoping she would pass out soon.

But it was no use, she hadn’t managed to position herself properly and now was feeling the advantage shift to the woman that was still being smothered under her, but if this kept up then soon that would no longer be the case!

Raya redoubled her efforts and doubled down on brute forcing her smother in an attempt to get Katsumi to pass out before she’d manage to completely regain the advantage and manage to get Raya off of her! She’d put more strength into the arms that held the back of Katsumi’s head and would force the woman’s face into her breasts even more now while struggling to stay in that position, grunting furiously in a bid to get her opponent to stay down.

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Katsumi's not sure she's ever experienced a point in her life where a woman has more aggressively, persistently pursued jamming her face between their breasts. She'd be flattered, if it weren't in the middle of a wrestling match. To the same effect, the position and struggle would appear intimately sensual with Raya lying atop Katsumi in this way, if not for the same factor.

"Mnnfh!"

Katsumi's arms flex, her fingers digging into Raya's skin to force just a little gap. Just a little! It's all she needs to keep in the fight! And with Raya focused so intensely on suffocating her, it presents an opportunity for Katsumi to fight through this in a different way. Her hips twist under her opponent and pulls to the side against her shoulders, bringing the two to roll over onto their sides.

This is where her efforts crystalize. The hands slide down from her shoulders to let her arms wrap around Raya's waist. Her knees squirm in the mat, pooling her strength while she has the oxygen to do so, and she wrestles the other woman to their knees. And gradually, pulling her up to her full height, where finally body mechanics itself helps pull Katsumi's head from between her breasts. Now the two stand face to face, breasts pressed tight to breasts, Katsumi's trim stomach flush against Raya's bare abdominals.

"YAAAH!"

Katsumi's knees pump and her back arches, whipping Raya over herself in an arch to slam the woman down to the mat behind her, flat on her back in a northern lights suplex! With her arms remaining wrapped around Raya's waist, Katsumi's balance shifts to the golden toes of her boots to bridge her supple body and maintain the position with Raya in a pin attempt!

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Raya tried to power through, keeping her grip tight on the back of Katsumi’s head when suddenly she found herself rolled over to the side! To make matters worse, she’d feel Katsumi’s arm wrap around her waist and pull her up to the point where she’d break free from the smother.

Raya didn’t even have time to process what had happened when Katsumi continued, refusing to let up as she’d slam Raya flat on her back in a northern lights suplex! Raya tried to wiggle slightly but it was no use as her opponent held on tight, causing the referee to start counting the pin! Up to this point, she had been in cruise control, but now the odds had totally shifted into Katsumi's favour as her opponent took the advantage and capitalized on Raya's failure to finish her off!

“One!” The referee counted as Raya struggled, still slightly dazed from being slammed onto the mat, but upon hearing the ref's shout as well as the hand making contact with the mat, she quickly shrugged it off and recovered, and was then able to promptly kick out before the referee was able to count any further, saving her from an early embarassing defeat that would have come from out of nowhere after her early period of success!

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Katsumi's arms tighten a little around Raya's waist, her shoulder pressed squarely into those defined abdominals. The first hit to the mat comes in short order, and the Punk Princess isn't yet giving herself over to hope for an early win. It might be nice to've dazed her enough to score the pinfall here and now, but somehow she suspects a girl like Raya can take a couple slams.

And indeed, she feels the muscles flex under her shoulder before the ripple of the kickout causes her to release the hold and topple aside. She hits the mat on her hip, but quickly picks herself up onto one arm, the other pushing her hair out of her face to keep her eyes locked onto Raya.

Turning over onto all fours, she reaches in to grab a fistful of Raya's thick mane of hair to begin pulling her up to her full height. The referee beside them is complaining about the hair-pulling, but it's like whale noises to Katsumi. Distant, distorted, unimportant. She has some ground to make up, and a burning desire to make this other woman take her seriously.

Once the two of them are at a vertical base again, Katsumi's grip swaps to hook behind Raya's neck with her right hand, and grabs for her wrist with the other. Hips pivot, she pulls, and with torquing force, she slings Raya to the corner post in an irish whip!

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“Agggh!” Raya whined as her hair started being pulled by Katsumi as she was dragged up, she heard the referee berate Katsumi but still do nothing about it, she wanted to complain but knew that it would only make her come across as whining, so she stayed silent and grit her teeth while she was pulled up to full height, struggling to break free as she tried to grab at Katsumi’s hands to no avail.

Then, Katsumi would hook her right hand behind Raya’s neck and grip it, then grab her wrist with her other hand. Raya was caught by surprise at this move and was left shell shocked as her opponent managed to sling her to the corner post with an irish whip, and this time she wasn’t able to shake it off as easily as she had before, and was now stuck in the corner breathing heavily for a few seconds, but those little moments would surely make a decisive difference as they would offer her opponent enough time to clobber her with a follow up move.

“Gah…you dirty little..” Raya mumbled as she staggered, furious at Katsumi’s sheer audacity to pull her by her hair like that.

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Raya is right to have that expectation, because Katsumi proves she has very little interest in waiting for her rival to regain her bearing! When Raya's back impacts the corner padding, Katsumi turns her hip and points to her eyes - then back to Raya. A sassy little gesture that gets the crowd's feet thumping. Katsumi takes off like a rocket, racing across the mat to cover the distance in a few pumping strides before meeting her opponent with a quick step up onto the bottom rope with the left foot and her right knee thrusting forward with all her momentum to plow deep into Raya's stomach and force her back into the corner fully.

The punkette drops to her feet again and makes quick work of grabbing Raya's arms to sling them over the top ropes at either of her sides, hoping to keep her nice and secured in place. Her left hand presses to the woman's chest just above the swell of her breasts to keep her back straight, before her right fist fires in low to drill a fresh punch into the etched and enticing abdominals of her opponent.

She kind of hated how much she admired Raya's sculpted body. Frigging unfair, that. But when her fist delivers the blow, she presses in a little with it, testing the density and firmness of those abs.

"Still havin' fun?," she chides, leveling her bright green gaze on Raya's eyes.

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Raya’s eyes widened when she saw her opponent charge at her, she tried to move out of the way but it was no use as Katsumi’s knee plowed straight into her stomach and pushed her back against the corner.

“Unnngh!” Raya cried out in pain, her body stiffening from the shock of that powerful knee.

She gasped for air helplessly but her opponent had other plans, as she slung Raya’s arms over the top ropes to secure her in place. Raya’s face flustered slightly once Katsumi’s hand pressed to her chest, but that was short lived, the woman quickly launched a powerful punch into her abs, causing her to gasp in pain once more.

She tried to make eye contact with Katsumi and was met by her powerful gaze. She tried to look away, but couldn’t help but stare back at her opponent who had now reversed the roles from earlier and now held all the power.

“I-I-sh-shut up!” Raya retorted furiously to the other woman’s taunt, unable to respond with anything other than these frustrated words that showcased her embarrassment at being in this current predicament. She tried to wriggle free weakly, but it served no use other than a sentiment of not throwing the towel in just yet. Furthermore, she could still feel the sting in her stomach, and feared what Katsumi would do to her next. Her abs hadn’t broken just yet, but it would be just a matter of time if she wouldn’t be able to get out of this soon.

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Katsumi's smile spreads a little into fangy territory when Raya sputters at her; veritable shark that she is. The fist opens into her palm, now simply pressing against her bare stomach. "But I got something to say!"

She steps up onto the bottom rope with one foot, then climbs to the middle rope with the other, ascending in front of Raya until she stands tall over her, her hips poised in front of her face. Her left hand reaches down to grip another fistful of Raya's lush pink hair to pull her head back, while the right hand raises, fingers slowly drawing into a closed fist to the excitement of the audience.

Then the blows come raining down, bashing against Raya's temple. With each strike, the audience counts off the number of hits. Katsumi shouts another word. And the referee is not having a great time with this flagrant disregard of professional wrestling decorum.

Punch! "NEVER!"

Punch! "LOOK!"

Punch! "DOWN!"

Punch! "ON!"

Punch! "ME!"

Punch! "AGAIN!"

Punch! "YOU!"

Punch! "OVERGROWN!"

Punch! "TREASURE!"

Punch! "TROLL!"