Jessica Wright vs. Michiko Shimizu

[LtLukas]

The weird thing was, Jessica was not thinking about where she was going. That would imply that there was a place, an entity in space-time that she could go to with the physical restraints upon it derived from existing in space defined by three dimensions. What Jessica was going to was more of a feeling, and emotions are considerably harder to pin down. That particular sensation was a feeling of peace, where the pain in her back would subside and she would not feel vulnerable to any of Michiko's attacks.

Unfortunately for Jessica, she was able to achieve neither of her lofty goals. The sand grating into her back was an annoyance, but the residual pain from having her back slam down onto the beach spoke to the fact that she would wake up with a bruise tomorrow. But for right now, it was slowing her to the point where she became a sitting duck.

Michiko plummeted through the endless blue sky above her, right onto her. Jessica let out a loud "Oof!" as the heroine caused her a lot of pain. Before, her movements had been slow. Now, she was not moving at all. Save for the fact that she was grimacing really hard.

[CaptainL]

The thoughts going through Jessica's mind could easily give a psychologist plenty of work in figuring it all out. But Michiko didn't care for that. All she knew was that the Violent Violet had committed a great misdeed against herself and against all who had gathered to watch the match, and she couldn't let that stand! Throwing herself off the ground, Michiko let her body slam down into Jessica's own, shaking her and causing her attempted escape to grind to a halt!

A confident grin came to Michiko's face as she pushed herself back up, now sitting atop Jessia's stomach. Her knees sunk in the sand to either side of her, stabilizing the position, as she held her opponent down. Glancing down at Jessica, she locked eyes with her opponent. "It's about time you learned the error of your ways!" Michiko boasted. She drew back a fist, letting it fly right into Jessica's cheek! If that hit, she already had another punch coming from her other hand, going to batter her this way and that!

[LtLukas]

Jessica felt Michiko on top of her. She had taken classes in MMA and jiu jitsu since she had come to Japan, and the term for this was called full mount. Her professor explained that this was one of the most dominant positions that you could be in, and in control over the opponent was only surpassed by taking the opponent's back. The Violent Violet was getting a taste of it now as two hellish blows rained in from on high like in the last days of Sodom and Gomorrah suffered from a conflagration of fire and brimstone and the wickedness in the heart of man. Jessica was a visitor to those two great cities of the plain and as such tasted the judgment of the righteous, turning the other cheek not out of a sense of righteousness but that was simply the way her head went when a blow came down on the side.

But Jessica was not Lot, accepting what those on high provided. Nor was she Lot's nameless wife, looking back at the destruction that had just been visited upon her. She was a wrestler. Both arms came together and hovered a few inches over her face. It wasn't ideal that the best that she could do at the moment was just to defend herself, but she felt that she was left with no other recourse. She turned a bit. Those two knees astride her were firm. But Jessica thought that she could weather the storm.

[CaptainL]

It was as though the sounds of thunder were rolling across the beach, as cracks and strikes rang from the center of the ring. But they came not from the clouds on this sunny day, but from knuckles against cheeks! Michiko was on top of Jessica now, and she wasted no opportunity in delivering the pain, hoping to soften her up with her relentless assault! She clenched her teeth and locked onto her foe with fiery eyes, leaning over further to secure her dominance over the Violent Violet. "And that! And that-! Haah!"

Michiko wasn't planning on going about this forever, though. She couldn't win a wrestling match just by punching, and she had only planned on ensuring Jessica was weary enough to fall to one of her next moves. So too, her success would be limited if Jessica got a chance to block - which, indeed, she did, holding her forearms up to shield her face. She felt her knuckles only scrape at Jessica's wrists, and for a moment, Michiko stopped, leaning over her opponent and catching her breath. Luckily for her, she knew how she could turn this position to her liking.

As soon as she was fueled up and ready once again, Michiko sprung, grabbing for Jessica's wrists and moving to pin them down against the sand! They were right in front of her now, and she could take what was offered to her to see about grabbing a quick win so early on. She straightened out her body, distributing her weight across Jessica's own as she held her down. She would see how prepared Jessica was for this!

[LtLukas]

Jessica felt a few more blows rain in like bolts of thunder heaved downwards by gods on high. The savage blows petered out before they stopped completely. The Violent Violet took the calculated risk of splitting her arms ever so slightly, allowing her to peak between them to see the sun and Michiko's fiery eyes and gritted teeth. Unfortunately, she was playing right into Michiko's game. Had she kept them together, she may have been able to hold on for long enough to make sure that she wasn't being pinned.

But as it was, the ref girl slapped the sand.

ONE!

She counted. Michiko knew what she was doing by distributing her weight so evenly, but Jessica was a strong woman. Her heel dug into the sand which allowed her to kick out powerfully. Jessica's face was now burning red. Part of it was from the shame of having an opponent go for a pin attempt so early, but most of it was from the anger that Jessica felt because her opponent must have thought a few punches was all it took to keep Jessica down.

She would roll away to get herself some distance, and stood up. "You hit like a child," Jessica taunted.

[CaptainL]

It was a moment of irony, then, that Jessica let down her guard the moment after Michiko decided to change her tactics. Rather than come at her with another punch, Michiko took hold of her opponent's wrists and pushed them back down, securing her position on top of her as she bridged her body to cover Jessica's own! The shadow of her form fell over Jessica, blocking out the sun's rays, as only the grin on Michiko's proud face (not to mention the soft sway of her large breasts hanging just overhead) would meet her eyes. As the first count landed, Michiko was sure justice would be served.

But it was going to take more than that to keep Jessica down, and she said as much to Michiko with her actions! Kicking out, Jessica pushed herself away, and Michiko was sent rolling aside by the force. She went tumbling back through the sand with a yelp, but soon came to enough of a rest for her to roll up to her knees. Michiko shook the sand off her body as she got back on her feet, looking across from her to lock eyes with her foe.

"Well, then," Michiko countered, "you must have quite the hard head if you couldn't feel that!" Wanting to prove to Jessica that she was still more than ready to go, Michiko took off running, looking to close the distance and meet her opponent with an oncoming clothesline as she raised her forearm into position!

[LtLukas]

Jessica did have a hard head, thank you very much. She was very proud of it, as a matter of fact. That kept her going in fights where she had clearly been beaten, it kept her fundamentals strong when she felt tired, and it made her stubborn enough to throw herself at matches week after week to try to attain the gold in her bid to rise to the top. That would be seriously hampered if she got pinned this early in a match on the beach, and Jessica was grateful that she was still standing. Even if she was a bit sandy.

Michiko tore at her, and Jessica's instincts kicked in. A strong arm flew upwards. Her purple eyes traced a path from Michiko's intense face to the arm that threatened to take her head off, and Jessica's body reacted before her mind did. Her knees bent as she got low. Every footfall on the sand was a beat in a rhythm that Jessica had to perfect if she wanted to remain on her feet.

And she did. At the last second, Jessica ducked under the powerful clothesline and glommed onto her opponent's back. From there, she would wrap her arms around Michiko's waist and send her opponent over and back for a powerful German suplex. One of her favorite things about fighting on the beach was that there was no give in the sand, unlike the canvas. That meant that everything came with full impact. As she had just found out, that could be a bad thing, but Jessica was determined to start to get it working in her favor.

[CaptainL]

Wrestling in the middle of a beach presented its own challenges, and Michiko had to adapt. As she took off for her opponent across the ring, she had to make each footfall land in the sand, which wasn't as smooth or as firm a surface as the mats she was used to. Fortunately for her, she was adapting pretty quickly, and she was closing in on Jessica, ready to strike!

But it was because of that delay in Michiko's advance that Jessica was able to prepare herself, and at the last second, she ducked out of the way, leaving Michiko to only hit the air. She gasped, skidding to a stop as her arm hung just in front of her - and with her blow missing, Jessica was free to slip around the heroine's back, getting into place! Michiko felt the arms lock around her waist, and her feet lift off the ground. It was soon that she realized another thing about wrestling on sand - it did a whole lot less to cushion the impact.

"G-GAAAHH!" As Michiko was whipped through the air, she came down with a hard thud, her legs kicking into the air as she folded over backward. Sand went up into the air around her, and she sank back with a gurgling groan. For now, the odds were back in Jessica's favor.

[LtLukas]

Jessica had avoided the first blow, but she knew that was only half the battle. Her opponent had proven herself to be a strong opponent, and Jessica's dark past had lent the heroine the vim and vigor that she needed to hammer Jessica so far in this match. But as the suplex reached its highest point, Jessica knew that completing the move would get the momentum working in her favor once more. When she landed down on the beach, sand kicked up like a meteorite striking the earth.

The Violent Violet felt good for a moment, having sent her opponent crashing into the earth. As good as she felt, she could not stop. She released her opponent and rolled her over so that she was on her front. From there, she would plop herself down on her opponent's back, and get her knees nice and high to make her opponent's escape that much harder.

Jessica was trying to get Michiko's arms over her legs. From there, she would interlace her hands under Michiko's chin and yank upwards. The camel clutch was a powerful submission move. But more importantly, Jessica would be able to humiliate her opponent by forcing Michiko's bikini clad chest to the forefront.

"Just tap!" Jessica taunted.

[CaptainL]

Michiko's eyes were glazed over, and she was still shaken, coming off of the devastating impact her head had made with the sand. She barely responded as Jessica rolled her over, tumbling limply onto her stomach as she groaned softly under her breath. For a moment, she was out of it - but that wouldn't last. Soon, Jessica was able to provide Michiko with just enough stimulus to return her to the world of the living - as she felt the pain of her spine being wrenched backward beneath her opponent's weight!

"G-GAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!" At once, Michiko was lucid, but unfortunately for her, she wasn't able to do too much about it; Jessica had her good. Her face was contorted in pain, red from exertion, while her hefty bust was thrust out beneath her. Her legs kicked in the air in a frantic effort to resist, kicking up some sand in the process, but she couldn't gain much ground. The only thing Michiko knew was that she would never accept her opponent's demands!

Gritting her teeth, she tried to steel herself against the pain enough to get a few words in edgewise. She growled back toward Jessica, glaring from the corner of her eyes. Michiko believed in standing up for what was right, and to submit to such an evildoer would be to betray what she believed in. "N-Not to...the likes of you-!"