Challenge Accepted Katsumi Oshiro vs. Raquel Masters

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Raquel gasped for air, still choking. She kicked her legs arpu d to try to prevent Katsumi from wrapping them up too.... but failed. She gripped and pulled at Katsumi's arm, her desperate strength not enough to make any progress in freeing herself.

Raquel moaned loudly on agony, trying to use her thrashing to rock the two women around, with Raquel in dire need of a rope break. If this failed it would be an embarasingly fast submission after she was the one to call Katsumi out! Raquel was being badly humbled here still not even able to give a verbal answer to Katsumi's talking.

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Raquel rocks the two back and forth, and Katsumi's legs tense in entanglement with hers. "Oomf.. hey.. take it easy! I'm, like, right there," she points out. Of course, she means her hips are directly beneath Raquel's rear, which would force them to be the focal point of her weight as she rocks them around. Let's just say that's not comfortable.

Coiled though their feminine forms may be, it's not enough to halt Raquel's momentum. After all, Katsumi isn't really that much bigger than her foe - she's barely above the cut for a lightweight, herself. They tumble over, but Katsumi doesn't relent! Raquel may have the capability of crawling on hands and knees towards the ropes, but Katsumi continues to rest her weight against the girl's back, still constricting as much as she can from this angle, but still definitely squeezing and crushing Raquel's belly.

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Raquel was nearly in tears her pain was so intense! She struggled to breathe and was on the verge of passing out. She tried to reach and claw but her body was really starting to show signs of that choke hold. The claw didn't make breathing any easier!

Raquel moaned weakly, nearly a whimper as the pain nearly caused her torso to convulsed and spasm. She barely had any strength left, crawling to the ropes with the combined weight of the women together a seemingly monumental task. Raquel made slow progress, her vision blurry from a lack of oxygen and welling tears. She reached out, grabbing nothing but air!

She tied her best shuffling forward again and trying to reach the ropes before she passed out or tapped out.

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"Not passing out on me already, are ya? C'mon, these people wanted to see a show!," Katsumi chides. She tries to dig her knees into the mat in hopes of rearing back and denying her the precious sanctuary of the ropes. But Raquel's final push sees her knee slipping, and the two collapse forward - with Raquel holding the rope.

The referee-girl is instantly flailing. "Rope break! Let go! Let go!"

For once, Katsumi does as she's told immediately. She releases Raquel's abused belly and relaxes the arm hooking her neck. She rolls over to her side to look at the other girl, brow knit. She really worked her over, didn't she? It brings back memories of her match with Kana, but unlike that, Raquel didn't show her or the audience disrespect by being late. Should she lighten up, maybe?

Well, no. It would suck to go easier on her, then she suddenly turn it all around and sneak a win over her. Raquel accepted her challenge. She has to beat her. She has to make sure the audience knows she's for real. The new real, right?

"Come on.." She grabs for a fistful of Raquel's beautiful hair with one hand, the other going for her arm to 'help' lift her to her feet and push her back into the nearest corner.

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Raquel wasn't able to stand on her own, and she must have felt like putty in Katsumi's arms as she was pulled up and shoved limply in the corner, her head bobbing as she was still in agony in the aftermath of that hold. Raquel glared up at Katsumi and tried to step forward, sending a quick two punch combo to her abdomen to try to get her to to stagger back. Raquel grit her teeth, trying to will her body to move as she attempted to swing her leg up, spinning it in order to aim a roundhouse kick right at Katsumi's face!

Raquel was desperate after her hot start, that hold downright devastated her. She was in dire need of momentum and breathing room. Raquel could only hope this kick would buy her at least some time or create even the smallest opening.

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Katsumi presses Raquel into the corner and shifts her right foot back, right hand raising high to signal a chop to the audience. It's not as rough as some other things she could be doing to her, so maybe she is taking it a little bit easier on her. Though before she can bring the hammer-of-sorts down on her foe, she finds a two-hit combo landing in her own bare midsection. "Hff!," she grunts, leaning forward.

Then a boot whacks her in the face.

The girl's hair whips back as he body arches in recoil, sending Katsumi into a surprised, dazed stagger back towards the center of the ring. Her hands lift quickly to cover her face, checking for blood while simultaneously protecting herself!

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Raquel saw Katsumi stagger back and while she wasn't filled with confidence in herself she at least felt a wave of relief wash over her. She could claw her way back into this, she knew it! Raquel ran forward and leapt up again, swinging her legs around with another high kick, this time aimed at the side of Katsumi's head! She could only hope her hands covering her face were blocking out her view. If not she would see this coming from a mile away, and that wasn't going to be doing Raquel any favors whatsoever!

Raquel was going to strike her way back into this, and if that meant she had to work some suplexes into the mix then so be it. Raquel felt ready to do whatever it took to show Katsumi, and the crowd exactly what she could do!

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Her hopes ring true, with Katsumi's palms covering her face in continued recoil from the harsh impact of her kick moments ago. The next kick to the side of her head sends the svelte girl into a quarter spin aside. Her hands drop from her face, she drops to a knee, then collapses to the mat in a daze.

The punkette's mind was reeling. She knew moments ago that she needed to put the pressure back on Raquel and secure an early, strong lead; that she needed to recuperate quickly. Now, her mind is a complete blank. The last kick has jarred things, and the only thing she's processing right now is the sensation of the mat against her skin. With a groan, the girl rolls over onto her back, her eyes opened only to thin slits.

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"Why don't we see how much you like being stuck!" Raquel said, her aching body still feeling the effects of that hold. Raquel sits down at Katsumi's head and tries to quickly wrap her legs around her opponents head, attempting to lock in a figure four headscissor hold to try to choke the lift out of Katsumi! Sure it isn't as painful as her modified dragon sleeper complete with agonizing belly claw but Raquel knows she has the leg strength to put on quite the squeeze, not to mention that she could hopefully lock it in quickly before Katsumi recovered.

The last thing Raquel wanted to do was get caught in another hold or thrown around by this woman. She had to act decisively against her otherwise she knew any window of opportunity given to Katsumi could cost her dearly!

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Raquel's legs were impressive, even if Katsumi had to grudgingly admit it. Certainly more toned than her own. But people almost always underestimated the slender Asian right up until they were nearly unconscious beneath her. She's a dynamo! But for all the internalized self-congratulations she's giving herself in this moment, it doesn't stop those muscled legs from scissoring her head.

"Ahn.."

It's more a plaintive grunt than anything at first. Her mind is only capable of a single track this early. As it adjusts, her vision is filled with Raquel's colorful hips and their proximity to her face. In reaction, her hands grab at Raquel's waist to try to rear back. And that's when her cognitive abilities expand to handle two thoughts at once: her face is hovering just over Raquel's hips, and her head is being squeezed painfully.

"Nn'aahh!"

The referee-girl drops beside the pair, waiting for signs of a tapout.

"Get.. off me..!," she shouts, voice partially muffled.