L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

After a rather dismal start Sakura was looking to show off what she could really do to Emaline, to show her all that she was capable of. So with a back thrust of her hips she drove her ass square into the pink haired woman's back, knocking her down. 'Perfect.' Sakura thought to herself with a grin as she looked over her shoulder to see this and nod to herself with a grin. So without waiting any longer Sakura would jump again, back flipping once to close the distance between her and Emaline before doing so again, this time pulling her legs up as she did so, looking to come crashing down feet first against Emaline's chest with a moonstomp onto the woman's back!

Rattled by the hip attack, Emaline shook her head to clear away the cobwebs. However, doing so meant she paid no attention whatsoever to Sakura. "Geeek!" The Viper let out an agonised squeal as she felt a pair of feet savagely stomp onto her back. If her opponent had the decency to get off her body, she would flip herself onto her side and writhe pitifully. "Ohowww..." She grimaced while she arched her back and caressed her spine, her aura of arrogance having disappeared entirely.

With some ingenuity and a timely butt bump Sakura had managed to take control of the match and turn things around for herself. Now all that she had to do was focus on keeping things that way. As such she had backflipped, managing to perform a vicious moonstomp on Emaline's back that sent the girl screaming in pain as a result. "Not so tough now huh?" Sakura asked as she got off her opponent and looked down at the woman, feeling confident having now seen the girl drop her haughty act and writhing on the mat in pain. "We're not even close to done though!" Sakura said as she used her foot to role her opponent over onto her stomach. If successful Sakura would drop down onto the woman's back, grabbing her legs and pulling back, attempting to lock her opponent in a boston crab hold!

"Mhhh..." Emaline whimpered as she was flipped onto her front by her Sakura who then sat down on the prone Viper's back. "P-please..." Almost immediately, she resorted to begging. "Please... wait... P-ple-aiiieee!" Her own shrill shriek interrupted her pitiful pleading, spurned by her opponent sitting on her back and applying a boston crab. "Eeeeeck!.." She couldn't help gnashing her teeth together. Her face scrunched up and she flailed her arms about randomly which of course did little to help her situation.

Success! Sakura had made a solid comeback against Emaline, mounting hard hitting offense that saw the pink haired girl crumbling quick from the successive attacks of the former Sweet Diva. Now all she had to do was continue pushing her, and the perfect way to do that was with the good ol boston crab. A hold that even had Emaline begging! Quite the far cry from her attitude before.

"Guess you don't have much pain tolerance huh?" Sakura asked over her shoulder as she gave a extra bend on the girl's legs for emphasis. "Luckily for you I can relate." She said before dropping Emaline's legs and standing up, as she did so she would lean down, pulling Emaline up to her feet and attempting to lift her up. "Plus I wanna hit you with something even more hard hitting!" Sakura said, wrapping one arm around her opponent's leg while the other held her by the shoulders at an angle in position for her finisher, a fire thunder driver she called the Sweet Driver!

"P-please!.. It hurts!.." Emaline sobbed as she felt the pressure on her spine increase thanks to Sakura further bending backwards. Invariably, the pinkette breathed out a relieved sigh when her opponent abandoned the submission hold, leaving her legs to flop listlessly to the canvas. Though she received no time to recover; Sakura hauled Emaline onto her feet before lifting her up higher.

"Ch-chotto..." Seeing her precarious position, she attempted pleading once more, though she inadvertently used her native tongue. "Chotto matt--gak!" Only to once more be interrupted by having her head spiked down by the Idol wrestler's Sweet Driver. "Ngghhh..." With a dazed moan, the Viper crumpled into a limp heap. She was barely cognisant but her eyes fluttered and even appeared slightly glazed over, giving the impression that she had passed out.

Sakura had done it! She successfully managed to plant Emaline into the mat with her finishing move! Even the girls cries in their shared native tongue wasn't enough to halt Sakura for even a moment as she leaped into the air, nor did it dampen the victorious thump on the mat from impact. "Kore de owaridesu/Now its over" Sakura shot back to the pink haired girl in their native tongue with a smug look on her face. So reaching forward Sakura would grab hold of Emaline's leg, pulling it back to go for a pinfall attempt!

"ONE!"

Hearing the referee start the count snapped Emaline out of her stupor.
"Two!.."
"Gnah!" With a furious grunt of effort, she vigorously bucked her lower body and threw her shoulder upwards in an attempt to kick out of the pin. Should she successfully kick out of the pin, she would exploit the short window when the ref was pre-occupied with informing the crowd of only reaching two count. She deftly twirled her body around before she threw her head downward, throwing a headbutt right at Sakura's undefended crotch.

Sakura had this match finished, she just knew that she did. Emaline had been totally helpless to her earlier submission attacks and with her low pain tolerance there was no way she could survive Sakura's finisher! So much to her shock Emaline somehow, someway managed to do so. "Wha?" Sakura asked in confusion before turning to the ref. About to ask if they had things right... until a sudden, crashing pain impacted against her crotch making Sakura's eyes go wide. "Aieeeeeee!" Screaming shrilly in pain Sakura immediately recoiled from her opponent, curling up in the process and holding her legs whilst moaning softly in pain from the low blow!

Despite kicking out of Sakura's pin and low blowing her, Emaline didn't further press her advantage. "Mmm..." With a murmur, she slumped back down to the ground, her back still shrieking in agony from the moonstomp and boston crab while her head spun from the Sweet Driver. After spending a dozen or so seconds recovering, she pushed herself onto all fours.

"Lowly wretch... How dare you attempt to subvert my victory." She muttered contemptuously before she tried to mount her opponent's back. At the same time, she coiled her arms around Sakuras throat for a classic rear naked choke. Moreover, the Viper cinched her thighs tightly around the idol wrestler's waist to supplement the chokehold with a bodyscissor.