Katsumi Oshiro Vs. Valentina Nieto - Outpunked!

[Devilish53]

Tighter and tighter those arms bind, her figure trying to prevent itself falling forward, in-vain for but a moment, as Valentina gasps loudly. Her abs begin to tense wildly, but to her luck, before much worse could occur, Valentina finds some freedom. Wheezing as if emerging from deep-water, she's quick to turn around; hands going high, ready to catch Katsumi's shoulders the moment she's facing her.

Purely to brace and hold the punkette, as she tries for a ounce of revenge; via her own rising knee strike!

"Get cocky...now..!" She roared mid-turn, her cheeks a tad puffy.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi struggles to keep the hold in place, but it’s not to be. Her eyes widen as the hold is fully undone, arms captured. Fortunate enough, the arms are released when Valentina turns to face her. Unfortunately, her narrow shoulders are seized instead.

A knee blasts into her stomach! “Hggh!” The girl pops a little off her feet at the moment of impact, and lands again attempting to double over and wrap her arms around her midsection.

[Devilish53]

That knee lands, and whilst it's a desperate strike built from fury, it does the work its intended for. Now Katsumi's left before the wheezing blonde; hands still to those shoulders as the punkette lowers herself, catching the breath her leg had just stolen from her. Given the height, the idea of merely nudging her head forward and locking the head of Katsumi into her notable chest comes to mind. It would certainly have its effects, and wasn't at all above the Spaniard.

But for the moment opting for a moveset that could not be later brought under scrutiny by the punkette after her own inevitable win, Valentina instead pulled Katsumi's face into her collarbone. Arms locking as one would for a smother, only instead, Katsumi would find her opponents focus on pressing that neck in, rather than that face to bust. Still puffy cheeked, Valentina opted to even such out on her foe, with a standing front sleeper!

"I said...get...cocky..!"

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi, still trying to get her abs to unclench after the hit, finds herself briefly at Valentina's mercy. She starts to mouth a voiceless protest, but winds up surprised with a faceful of her opponent's collarbone! "Hnh..!" Arms wound around her neck, finding her air supply cut off, Katsumi's eyes widen with concern. Her arms pinwheel before catching at Valentina's waist, first to grab her. One then slides around to hook her waist, while the other starts firing blind, desperate shots towards the blonde's ribs, hoping the impacts will loosen her grip on her neck and allow her to breathe!

Until such a time as she finds some relief, Valentina will be treated to a pair of large, dark-green panicked eyes looking up from just above her breasts.

[Devilish53]

The two modest titans continue to bout, equally in strength, but not in stature. Kat's simply diminished Val, working her poor abdomen every time the woman's tried to breath, including now, as the Spaniard howls with every strike, telling herself to hold tight, but failing.

"Damn..you.." She groans, arms loosening after another rapid shot, before tightening, trying to show the punk her body is tougher than it looks. Her arms stay firm, but soon enough its a one handed sleeper; roughly snuggling that figure against her collarbone as a means to choke her, whilst the other arm looks to restrain that arm. Their modest frames grinding, a jostle now and then brings their great bosoms against one another, with Valentina wincing as her battered abdomen grinds against not only a fist, but Katsumi's own tummy.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi takes a soft gasp when the pressure loosens, letting those expressive eyes blink. The panic is no longer behind them. Instead, they narrow on her opponent determinedly. Her arm is somewhat restrained, so punching her is no longer an option. She can't transition this hold into a bearhug with only one arm. They're pressed too close together to really work a shot in against her. She needs a little space!

Pulling with the arm around Valentina's waist, Katsumi twists her hips to try to rotate them around. If successful, she pushes her body hard against the blonde's, attempting to force her back rapidly to ram her into a turnbuckle!

[Devilish53]

Wheezing loudly, Valentina knows how badly she's done thus far. She's far from being squashed, but every effort to retrain the punkette has put her in a disastrous spot. And every hold she's being victim to in response has done a number on her poor abdomen, with said tummy gently nudging with Katsumi's own frame ever second the standing lock continues, with their lengthy breathes from fatigue sweating in reminding Valentina of that abdomen ache from every nudge against her foe.

Feet to the canvas, firmly pressed, a roar of anger from the devilish beauty blows the blue locks dangling before her. Feeling a flush of force back, the Spaniard isn't so lost in her rage as to fail to notice what Katsumi's planning. She's lost an arm for the moment, but the rest of her body is still doing fine. More so, given Valentina even with her braced feet finds herself losing ground; rapidly in fact, with the corner her evident destination!

Trying to put her stand-up game to practice, Valentina opts to drop her torso back before the motion can even be completed. Without letting go of Katsumi, mind...

Somewhat aiming to roll backwards, her legs hooking of a bit awkwardly around those of her punk foe, Valentina looks to somewhat roll-up the beauty before her own back can meet that padding. Not with intent to pin mind; at first having both her own and Katsumi's shoulders to the ground as she performs her motion, before continuing it. Seemingly looking to roll all the way through, and find herself a comfy seat.

On Kat's firm tummy, of course!

[CyanDimitrik]

Things seem to be going well for Katsumi. She's made some strong strides, gotten some nice hits in, and even now, it feels like she's turning this situation Valentina intended to be a sort of choke into something she could work with!

Things took a sudden turn - literally. The punkette finds herself dragged down, rolled over, then rolled over, before Valentina's reach is planted directly upon her midsection. "Gh-..," she grunts at the sudden onset of the weight. Rather than lie complacently for her, however, she grabs at Valentina's waist to try and shove her off to get a little distance and force a break! This is not a good position to be in, and she wants to occupy it for as little time as possible!

[Devilish53]

With skill, quick thinking and perhaps most importantly, luck, Valentina had successfully brought down the punk beneath her, in a move the Spaniard herself knew she would likely not replicate for a long time, let alone again in the match the two were still committed to. Looking to restrain her a shade more, Valentina would find that simply sitting atop of that modest tummy and pinning Katsumi's shoulders as not enough, as her foe restrained her waist with intention to shove and jostle her off!

"Got..you.." She'd mutter, at a volume nothing more than a whisper, as the two figures began something of a catfight for control. Katsumi's hands upon the Spaniards toned tummy would find themselves somewhat matched, as Valentina sought to somewhat lay atop her foe; matching that grip with one of her own, albeit around the shoulders and torso of her foe. Her legs wide, she made every effort of wrangling the energy out of Kat, of course with ideally the top spot being held, seemingly whilst looking for that own grip on her waistline to fail. She may have currently held the slightly superior spot, but given Kat was far from a complaint victim, things were still far from being in her control!

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi is fine with taking things to a mat-brawl, or perhaps more accurately put, a rolling around. Neither seems to be damaging the other, but both vie for the upper position. The punkette's arms loop Valentina's waist and pull, her hips twisting to attempt getting things going in her favor, growl rumbling from her.

As is always the case, the audience is definitely behind the rolling around and struggling. Just short of scratches and hair-pulls, it would be entirely too typical. But Katsumi isn't content to stay in this situation long. She's sure she isn't going to be scoring a pin like this, and staying in proximity here feels like it might play more to Valentina's strengths than her own. So soon enough, when she gets the opportunity to plant a knee against the mat, she attempts to suddenly jerk back and break away from the blonde!