L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Rindo's hits were decently strong, sure. Somehow, her fists decided to land right on his glass jaw! Fate must've hated Ragna if her fist connected with the weakest part of his body as he was lifted..up!? To his surprise, his eyes widened "WHA-AGHH!!" Ragna shouted in confusion. Kicking his feet slightly in the air before being nailed on his skull agaisnt the mat. Stars exploded. His head bouncing off the mat slightly, Ragna landed flat on his back. Looking like a snow angel. Dazed like never before. His eyes barely open and confused at Rindo's insane strength.
"I'm go-ngh.." Ragna barely even muttured a word under his breath, his words sounded akin to nonsensical mumbling.

After lifting up a man as large as Ragna Rindo could still feel the ache in her arms from supporting the weight of his muscular frame with raw strength alone, but pulling off a move like that and seeing Ragna laying eagle-spread on the mat like that made it all worth it to the Barbarian. Rindo stepped forward and grabbed a hold of Ragna's hair to forcibly drag him up to his feet. Once she had done that she would whip him towards the ropes and then charge after him after releasing him, then when his body hit the ropes she would already be there right in front of him before he could rebound. Rindo raised her boot off the ground as the ropes would bounce Ragna's stomach right into it, Rindo would then follow through with the motion, bringing Ragna down to the mat while stomping on his abs "Raaahhh!!!"

Ragna, still in cahoots with his equilibrium. He was unwillingly pulled by his hair while gloweringly gritting his teeth. "You..." He wasn't allowed to finish his sentence as he was flung towards the ropes and right before his body bounced off the ropes his stomach connected with her big boot! Ragna's body flingling itself foward while her boot sinked into his stomach as if it were being sucked in a sandpit. His body smashed against the mat, her sole still pressing on-top of his abs. Instead of curling up into a ball, he opted to suck in the pain in his gut, gritting his teeth in pain and digging his nails into the mat. He yelled: "CUNT!-OOF!" Ragna finally got in his jab in as he roared at Rindo with spit flying out of his mouth. Ragna was livid that Rindo was picking up steam against him. But she wasn't walking away from this scott free. However, Rindo continued her onslaught of attacks on Ragna as she continued with a series of stomps against his abs which got several pained groans and grunts from Ragna.

Rindo did not plan on letting Ragna have it easy, continually stomping on his abs after knocking him down to the mat with a big boot. She seemed to be enjoying herself a bit too much, her cheeks were lit up bright red as she continued to tenderise his perfectly crafted stomach with a huge grin on her face. But she knew that she couldn't keep this up forever so she would ease up on the stomping and instead pulled him back up to his feet to prepare him for another move.

Rindo would then strike him straight in the gut with a kick to bend him forward and keep him pacified. She would then reach over to his legs to grab him by the back of his knees and lifted him up to her shoulders, holding him upside down with the back of his neck resting against her shoulder and the rest of his body suspended in the air. The audience instantly recognised the infamous move she was setting up for and roared their approval. Rindo smirked to herself as she started making a show of squatting up and down while supporting Ragna's weight, giving the giant enough time to realise that he was in trouble "Up, up *pant* and awaaaaaaaaaaay!!!!" She would then jump back, sending the two of them falling down to the mat. She would crash Ragna's neck and shoulders against the mat, delivering her own variation of the Muscle Buster!

Rindo got up to her knees and turned to look down at Ragna, who was no doubt writhing in pain at the moment. The sight made Rindo's face go pink and gave her a lecherous smile as she decided on her next action in that moment "This might not be the most efficient pin, but..." She would then crawl over to his head and get into a position where his body and legs were pointing away from her and would place her hands on his shoulders while lowering her body down so that her breasts covered up his face. While she had him pinned down the firm but smooth flesh of her breasts would cover up his nose and mouth, cutting off his breathing. As Ragna was held in this pinfall and smother combination Rindo would let out a small giggle, a far more feminine and girlish noise than all the roars and battle cries she'd been letting loose so far. The referee would drop down and start the pin count "One!"

Ragna was in a world of daze and straineous pain, her kicks to keep him sedative weren't neither. "aGHH!" "UGH!" Grunts following successively after each boot to his abs. Tensing his core after each hit to reduce the damage to a minimal. His senses were slowly coming to him but, not at the speed he was hoping for as he was pulled back up to his feet, gritting teeth in anger and muttering through his breath obscenities at Rindo that she could even barely hear before being hoisted high above her shoulders. "She's gonna suplex me isn't she?" Ragna thought while she held him vertical, not knowing what would come next. Keeping himself calm to avoid doing something he would regret.


However, that wasn't the case he began to dart his eyes around confusedly as she did squats with him to try and showboat for the crowd. To say the least, he was livid. "hUH!? WHAT-ACK!- before he was even allowed to finish his sentence and expression an angry frown. Ragna's neck pressed against her tricep as his body folded over her shoulders thanks to the force of gravity squashing him. he springed off her shoulder and landed flat on the mat, his arms and legs spread out, He winced as hard he could to control the pain. He was almost there to achieving his natural equilibrium however his neck felt like a burning pit of hell. Not knowing if he should grab it or just continue clawing the ground, oblivious to Rindo's lewd behavior.

Yet it seemed to be a blessing in disguise for Ragna, her soft breats mushing against his sweaty skin immediately sparked something inside his brain, dendrites began flowing over his brain, his left hemisphere raced like a hamster on a wheel. He-he...was disgusted! "YOU WHORE!" he muffedly yelled in anger! Throwing his thick legs towards Rindo's exposed head as she pinned him in her pseudo-North south smother. His legs encircled around her neck, quickly finding each other and interlacing! Forming a tight headscissors. His warm veiny thighs crushing Rindo's skull and forming thick walls of flesh that only allowed only a tiny bit of breathing.


He leaned sideways, bring Rindo with him. Her head awkwardly stuck between his legs as if it were laying on a pillow killing it. Ragna rested both of his forearms flat on the ground. Propelling himself off the ground to put more UMPH! into the headscissors. "You thought you were doing me a service by sexually assaulting like that!? WELL GUESS WHAT? I'm GONNA WRESTLEFUCK YOU TILL YOUR CORPSE ARRIVES AT THE MORGUE! AND NO! I'M NOT BEING LITERAL YOU INBRED!" Ragna shouted at her at the top of his burning legs, spittle flying everywhere while he cranked the pressure of the hold.

While Rindo's intentions in combining her pin with a breast smother were rather perverted she was actually taking things seriously at the same time, this way she had so much weight pressing down on his shoulders that it would be near impossible for him to lift his upper body as beaten as he was. Whether or not she would actually be able to stop him from lifting his shoulders would never be found out, as Ragna would instead throw his legs up and trap Rindo's neck in a tight headscissors that cut off her breathing "Gack!"

Ragna would then lean sideways and push himself off the ground with his forearms, putting even more pressure on Rindo. The barbarian could feel her face going as deep a red as her hair as the headscissors robbed her of breath, all the while Ragna was screaming obscenities towards her at the top of his lungs. Looks like Rindo had rattled his cage one too many times. Rindo would ball her fist up and throw a punch at Ragna's stomach, hoping to force him to release the hold. If it didn't work then she would throw another punch, and another, and another. She would keep throwing punches until it either worked or something happened to stop her from throwing any more punches.

Ragna continued to add on pressure into the brutal headscissors! With killing intent to pop her head off like a watermelon. However, Rindou wasn't feeling getting publicly embarrassed by getting put to sleep inside a man's thighs so Rindou-wailed on Ragna's iron abs like she was playing the bongos with her fists closed instead of open; Ragna's shitting eating grin stains intact and monster glare still locked on Rindou, his left eyebrow twitched slightly every few seconds.

Pained grunts escaped from his breath everytime she smashed her balled up fists against bruised abs, Ragna rested his back against the mat again to regain his breath for just a quick second before lifting himself off again with his palms supporting him and his arms nice and straight like pillars. He twisted his body sideways left and right several times, trying to slow down her movements as he exerted force into his thighs and justled them around with her head inside of them. He bi his lower lip slightly, feeling the burn from her punches! Hoping this at least slows her down.

While being choked out by Ragna's muscular thighs with a tight headscissors Rindo would try to force him to let her go by repeatedly punching him in the stomach. After a few seconds of doing this and not getting much results other than some grunts Rindo was starting to worry that this was futile, but then something did happen, something that made her predicament worse. Ragna would start to twist his body from side to side, shaking her head around in his thighs. Normally something like this wouldn't be enough to stop Rindo, but she was dealing with all of this on top of getting choked for like half a minute.

Rindo was starting to feel her lungs burn from lack of air, and it was clear that punches weren't working, so Rindo would abandon her attack to focus on wrenching on his legs to try and separate them and give her space to breathe. At the same time Rindo would be slowly climbing up to a kneeling position, trying to make it more difficult for Ragna to keep his hold locked in by forcing him to elevate his legs. If she was able to get to her knees she would try to slowly and unsteadily climb up to her feet, keeping a hold on Ragna's waist so that once she had a strong enough stance she could lift him a little bit off the ground and slam him back down if he refused to let go.

He wrenched and justled her around the hold like a cowboy taming a wild bull on a saddle, it didn't help Rindo wasn't getting slower with his thighs crushing her skull which he'd hoped-actually, no he expected! To pass out or tap. Her fierce punches that mirrored the strength of a guerrilla weren't exactly helping neither to the say the least.

As he continued on with the motions, the fiery man began to notice his opponent was looking for a new avenue of escaping in this game of chess called: "submission escape" Ragna squinted his eye's and frowned at the idea besting him on the ground! His turf-alas, if he had suck up his pride, not because a woman is about to escape from his move, never. It's because a human is about to escape his hold...

Ragna sighed in disappointment, pained, saddened. As if his beautiful mother died. He painfully let Rindo get back up just on her feet slightly, he raised himself as well with his still planted in the mat still he attempted to yank her towards him slightly, to what seemed his buldge!


However, what he was aiming for isn't for a monkey to bite on his nuts but to attempt a scissored armbar, planting her on the ground again on her sides, putting pressure on that shoulder of her by twisting it and torking it. Bringing that bruta---pressure to her shoulder joints.

For a minute there it was starting to look like Rindo's plan was working, she was slowly managing to work her way to her feet and Ragna was doing little to actually stop her, or if he was trying to do something then it was too ineffective for the barbarian to notice. That's what she thought, until Ragna yanked Rindo forward in between his legs and planted her on the mat by her side, locking in a scissored armbar. Rindo screamed in pain as her shoulder was twisted, feeling immense pressure in her joints. Having been taken off guard by the move Rindo was slow to react when she was pulled into it and could do nothing but grin and bare it as she was subjected to agony. It was pure stubbornness that kept Rindo from tapping out at this point, nothing more.