L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Phoebe could feel she was only fingertips from the ropes, her ticket to escape from the immense ankle pain that Barbara had put her through. The pain would be gone, and Phoebe can go back to whooping Barbara's ass and making her tap. Just a little more, this was a fight for survival.

And then Barbara let her go. What was this dumbass thinking, Phoebe thought to herself, looking extremely confused at the moment. Did she had something else planned? Phoebe had to think and use caution here, her ankle was in immense pain right now, making a mistake could be the end of her.

Turns out, Barbara had a plan, as she pulled Phoebe by her ankle to the center of the ring, the bottom rope became further again. But Luckily for Phoebe, she was aware that Barbara might try something like this, it wasn't her first radio..

"Get that weak shit out of here!" Phoebe said before using her free leg to kick back at Barbara, aiming towards the chest of her opponent. If she could kick Barbara off, that would create an opening for Phoebe to capitalize on.

Though Barbara was able to drag Phoebe all the way away from the ropes, she had presented the goth chick with the opening she needed to break free. Barbara let out a gasp when Phoebe's leg kicked out of her grasp, then a pained grunt when Phoebe pointed a powerful kick right into her chest, knocking the wind out of her and sending her reeling backwards. Barbara stumbled back, one hand on her chest, coughing as she took deep breaths.

"Dang, she got free!" Barbara groaned to herself. There was no time to reassert her position either, as Phoebe was already pulling herself back together. Her defenses were up and there were no openings to exploit.

But that was fine, as Barbara straightened up and tossed back her blonde hair, getting into a grappling position. " How's your ankle feeling Phoebe? Think you can stand?" Barbara taunted, beckoning with her hands for Phoebe to get back up and come at her.

Phoebe launched a desperate kick at Barbara, there was no chance she was winning with how close those two were. Her ankle already felt the pain of being locked in that ankle lock that Barbara had put her in. Kicking at her was her only chance of freedom as she got dragged to the middle of the ring.

Luckily enough, her kick managed to drive some distance between herself and Barbara, thank goodness. Her ankle felt like it was on fire, as Phoebe let out a smile for a second, even if she was still grimacing from the pain. Barbara did a number on her with that hold, and while her respect for Barbara had went up, she still was not okay with losing to someone like Barbara.

"Fuck Off!" Phoebe said as she attempted to crawl towards the ropes backwards, wanting to keep an eye on the blonde that that had so thoroughly made her life hell throughout the match. She will not let Barbara submit her.

If she managed to get to the ropes, she will attempt to grab onto them and pull herself up, using the ropes as support for her bad ankle.

Seeing Phoebe make a run for the ropes, Barbara couldn't help but let out a laugh. "Where's all your confidence Phoebe? I thought you were going to beat me tonight?" She dropped her fighting stance, holding open her arms wide as she taunted the goth cutie. "Looks like you're embarrassing yourself pretty badly!" she said as she watched Phoebe scoot her way towards the ropes. The idol didn't interfere, letting Phoebe grab on and pull herself up. "Even if you run, it won't help Phoebe!" Barbara said, "No matter what you do, I will make you my prisoner tonight!"

Seeing Phoebe nearly pulling herself to a standing position, the idol stomped forward, beginning her attack. Phoebe was visibly favoring her injured ankle, giving the devious idol a perfect target. "Take this!" she said as she stepped in, aiming a kick down low to strike Phoebe right on her injured leg! That was just the setup for another move though, the idol hoping to use the pain to create an opening to really attack Phoebe.

After the kick, Barbara would lunge in to grab Phoebe by her waist, pulling her off the ropes. If successful, she would hold the girl tight before throwing her backwards on a snap suplex, hoping to smash her again into the mats and leave her stunned for another submission move!

Phoebe had to admire Barbara, she had given her a really good fight so far in this match, but she also could not stand Barbara's attitude and taunting. But she could not do much at the moment, her ankle still was in massive pain, it was a terrible idea to put any sort of weight on it at the moment. Using the ropes to hold herself up was the best thing she could do until she could get back at Barbara. "You can sincerely F off then." Phoebe said, letting Barbara know exactly what Phoebe thought of her.

And before she could do anything, Barbara kicked Phoebe in the injured ankle, the pain causing Phoebe to scream as she tried to hold onto the ropes and keep herself upright, something that was incredibly hard to do at the moment.

Because she was in so much pain, Phoebe did not put up any resistance to Barbara grabbing her off the ropes, and then was simply snap suplexed to the mat with no resistance and a massive strength disadvantage by Barbara. Phoebe could only grunt and grimace in pain as she lied flat on the mat.

There was nothing she could do right now due to her body being in so much pain. Barbara could do anything she wanted with Phoebe right now.

Barbara was certainly not above fighting dirty, as the sharp kick to her opponent's ankle showed. She wanted Phoebe in pain, hurting the poor goth girl as much as she could with every move to both satisfy her sadistic desire.and also to leave Phoebe weakened and easier to humiliate. The suplex left Phoebe laid out and stunned in the middle of the ring. Barbara wasted no time rolling over and getting back up after that hit, she was eager to continue Phoebe's punishment and to really get started on humiliating the goth girl.

Barbara stepped over Phoebe's head, her ankles straddling the goth girl's cute face. She raised her hands up, signalling to the crowd as she jiggled her butt, giving them all an idea of what she was about to do. Reaching down, she hiked up her bodysuit, putting herself into a wedgie and fully exposing those luscious round buttcheeks. The crowd let out a whoop as Barbara squatted down deep, planting her ass right on top of Phoebe's face!

"Woohoo!" Barbara cheered as she bounced her ass all over Phoebe's face, battering her face from side to side. She then sat down, pressing her butt deep into Phoebe's face, fully locking in the butt smother and utterly humiliating the poor goth chick!

Phoebe was laid out after the suplex, the strength difference between herself and Barbara repeatedely coming into play in this match. No matter how much Phoebe wanted to, she could not move, her body was in too much pain to move. How much worse could this match get for her?

And then Phoebe saw Barbara's almost bare ass in her face. "Please no..." She murmured before Barbara's ass came down on her face.

The only thing coming out of Phoebe's mouth was muffled sounds of panic, the crowd cheering loudly as Phoebe's body floundered, her limbs going all over the place. Phoebe was panicking and not even thinking about how to get out of this, her body was too worn out to even think about that.

All she can do is pray for Barbara to eventually stop.

After planting her ass over Phoebe's face and jiggling it around, Barbara expected a bit more of a reaction from the goth babe. Phoebe did struggle, kicking and slapping the mats, but her useless display only drained her own energy while doing nothing to push the idol off. Barbara realized Phoebe was in bad shape, probably hurt too bad to be able to properly fight back. Which meant now she was wide open for Barbara to play with as she wished!

So the idol shifted her position, dropping her knees to either side of Phoebe's head as she planted her ass firmly down on Phoebe's face, securing the butt smother and leaving no more room for her to breathe. "If you want this to end," Barbara said, "All you have to do is say I give up!" The idol giggled, knowing full well that with her butt covering Phoebe's mouth she wouldn't be able to say a word. She even went one step further,.hands reaching down to grab Phoebe's arms and pulling them up off the mat, preventing her from even tapping out! Barbara wasn't going to let Phoebe give up until she had all her fun!

Phoebe felt useless, with how much pain she was in, she could not muster the energy to push Barbara off. Her breathing was being cut off, and she was constantly getting a face full of ass. She could only sputter around, hoping that she might shake loose, but nothing was working.

Now Barbara's ass was locked on Phoebe's face, and she had no way to breathe and no energy to even flail her limbs. Her face turned purple, not as though anyone could see it cause of her current situation. There was no way she could get out of this situation.

She had to swallow her pride. Even if it was completely muffled, and her arms being locked up, Phoebe screamed "I GIVE UP!" Hoping that screaming loud enough will eventually gain enough attention to get the referee to call off the match.

Hopefully they notice.

Barbara could hear Phoebe make some muffled cries underneath her ass, able to make out that the girl was screaming her submission based on the frequency of the vibrations passing through her derriere. But she wasn't done having her fun yet. The referee came over to inspect Phoebe, trying to hear a submission. Barbara wasn't going to let her hear anything though. The idol tightened her grip, pushing up with her feet to force Phoebe even deeper into her ass, muffling her cries of submission.

"I can't tell what she's saying," Barbara said to the referee, shrugging her shoulders.

"She's almost certainly giving up," the referee replied, to which Barbara gave a shrug again. The referees couldn't hear clearly what exactly Phoebe was saying though, so she couldn't call the match. "Why don't you lift off a bit and let her speak clearly?"

Barbara scoffed. "And risk her getting away?" she asked, feigning incredulity, "I have a match to win ref, and I'm not taking any chances!"

The referee rolled her eyes. She knew Barbara by reputation, the devious idol was surely playing with her and dragging things out. "Come on Barbara, she won't get away if you just lift off for a second," the referee said, her tone exasperated, "You won't be able to win until I hear her submission!"

"Fair point," Barbara replied. She loosened her hold of Phoebe's head, lifting her butt just enough off of Phoebe's face that the girl's voice could be heard. "Well, go on Phoebe," Barbara said, "Tell the referee you submit!" Of course, given how long the interaction between Barbara and the referee lasted, whether Phoebe would even still be conscious was an open question...