Apex vs. Sirya - Can I Get a Volunteer?

[CyanDimitrik]

She screams, the audience cheers. It's a brutal age they live in.

Apex continues pulling on her as she thrashes, trying to keep control on her smaller frame. Normally, he'd march around and show her off, but he's actually a little concerned she may wriggle free! Or even worse, injure herself by twisted around so much in that arch! So Apex makes the decision to switch things up.

Teeth gritting, the skunk lowers himself a little only to straighten up again sharply. attempting to pop her a little into the air off his shoulders. The relief would be short-lived, though. He pulls down again while dropping to a kneel, aiming to guide her lower back across his upturned knee in a backbreaker!

[CaptainL]

Even as Apex held on tightly, Sirya refused to be bent, gnashing her teeth and standing her ground as she tried her best to kick and buck. She wouldn't make it easy for him, and she wasn't going to sit still. "Nngh-! I'm warning you!" she snapped. She then winced, stretching herself into such a position as she was doing, but at least the threat was heard, she thought.

But then she felt herself lower as Apex ducked down, only to push himself back up with Sirya in tow. "Whoah-!" she said, disoriented at first by the sudden change in altitude, and not sure what was coming next. That question would soon be answered when Apex dropped her onto his outstretched knee, which slammed right into her spine. Another shrill scream left Sirya's lips as she rolled off of his leg, wincing as she came to a stop and rubbing at her back where the blow had landed as she tried to get rid of the soreness. "Owww..."

[CyanDimitrik]

Her warn was accepted and subsequently disregarded, it seems! The girl is hefted and brought down with a hard backbreaker, eliciting a collective wince from the spectators. Once she slides off of his knee and to the mat, Apex raises his arms into the air, expression grim. He gets a few boos and scorn, but there are those brutality-enthusiasts who egg him on, urging him to finish the girl.

Those dark purple eyes refocus on Sirya. Leaning in, he attempts to shove her down flat onto her back. It's another pin he's going for, but this one somehow more cocky, more domineering than the last. One hand presses against her chest, the other flat against her belly. Both push in, but not too hard - only enough to restrain her down.

"Count it," he orders, voice a little rough after the choke.

He isn't about to let a pin come to completion, no matter what condition the girl is in at the moment. She's not escaping the ring without enduring one of his finishers. This little stunt serves a dual purpose; first, showmanship. A demonstration of power and control. Second, to gauge how much fight she has left in her!

[CaptainL]

Only having taken the fall a moment ago, not to mention the torture rack she had been through a moment before, Sirya was still trying to push her way through the soreness she felt all over her body. Even if she wasn't one to submit to anyone, Sirya wasn't about to get up any time soon - and Apex knew it, as he got down to push on her chest and stomach at once.

Sirya coughed and gasped from the pressure coming down on her gut, forcing her diaphragm to shift. That wasn't a position she wanted to be in, as her eye twitched nervously while she began to twist back and forth.

"One!"

And an official stepped over, and started counting again. Sirya didn't know if she'd ever understand the purpose of that. But that was the least of her worries, as she was focused on getting Apex off of her. "Nngh-!! Stop it!" she whined, clenching her fists. Snarling under her breath, Sirya tried to fight back by kicking up a leg, hoping she could nail Apex with it.

[CyanDimitrik]

Only down for one second again, Apex is genuinely impressed. Is she fighting with the expectation that her life depends on it? Did no one explain things to her? While he wants to win, and his head is jostled thanks to her decisive kickout, he doesn't want her pushing herself to an injury. The match isn't worth it - especially on an unwilling opponent.

The crowd roars when she bucks herself free, that kick having knocked Apex off-balance. He catches himself with a hand on the mat, and he growls at the long-haired girl before him. He doesn't go for submission holds often, but that might be something that helps wear her down. And maybe if she's trapped in one, she'll have a chance to realize that the objective isn't to kill her!

"Roll over," he demands, grabbing for her shoulder and hip to turn her onto her chest. And if he can continue to physically control her, he'll swing a leg over to mount her rear. Naturally, the crowd would give a pop for that. Partly for anticipation, partly because there are some pervs among them! Regardless, the skunk will lean down to grab for her arms in hopes of restraining them over his knees, his hands reaching for her chin to begin pulling backwards in a textbook camel clutch!

[CaptainL]

Sirya huffed, throwing Apex off to the side as she in turn went rolling over to face across from him. She looked across at the skunk and glared, her eyebrows narrowed, but she didn't have much time to say anything more before Apex grabbed her and forced her over on her stomach - commanding her to get down, at that! Needless to say, the wild girl didn't react well to this. "I won't listen to you!" she snapped, but soon enough, Apex threw a leg over her and got on top of her.

She couldn't quite place it, but something about this felt...funny, to Sirya. She didn't fully understand the implications, but she did feel something stirring in her that there was something inexplicably odd about this. But it was probably something she ate, she told herself, soon shrugging it off. She still had to fight, and she wasn't going to forget her goal.

Sirya tried to pull her arms away, keeping up her ever-present struggle as she thrashed herself back and forth to keep Apex off of her. But her efforts did little good, and soon her opponent had grabbed her by the chin and yanked her back , cranking at her spine. This came as a sudden jolt, and Sirya let out a short scream at the sensation. She'd never quite felt anything like this before - but what was more, it seemed that the skunk was more intelligent than she thought. He certainly knew the right places to target to make a human uncomfortable, and that would no doubt require a knowledge of anatomy, one that Sirya only developed through experience. It made her mind race; just what was Apex capable of? She could be sure he would have her on her toes.

Nevertheless, Sirya still did her best to resist, now twisting her head to try and loosen Apex's grip on her chin. "Let...go..!"

[CyanDimitrik]

The crowd roars as Sirya's ribs are pulled further and further between Apex's thighs, the skunk leaning back little by little to increase the pressure on the girl's spine. And if they thought the visual of him mounting the girl was something, they're now getting an eyeful of her fit body on display!

The officiator drops down beside her. "Do you give up?," he asks.

"She's about to submit!," Apex shouts. "She's about to tap out!"

He can't shake the feeling that she doesn't quite get how this works - that she's concerned he might be trying to kill her. A part of him thinks the panic in her, the fear and fight for survival, will make the match more visceral and dramatic. But at the same time, that feels somehow.. personally cruel to the girl in his clutches. It's an internal debate, but ultimately, he curls himself in enough to bring his head in as close to hers as he can without releasing the hold. "If you submit, I'll let you go. But you'll lose."

His hips shift, incidentally grinding against her backside as he attempts to gain more traction. The sensations aren't lost on him, neither is the fact that Sirya is pretty, if obviously wild. He can't let that show - for as much control of that as he has - but it's difficult to ignore.

[CaptainL]

Sirya grit her teeth, trapped underneath the skunk's weight as he pressed down on her, her ribs caught in his thighs. She was tense, and her struggles to try and loosen Apex's hold over her weren't doing her much good. Sirya began to gag and cough, the pressure straining her back. She was used to living in the forests and fending for herself, but this was an opponent unlike any Sirya had dealt with before.

But then, someone jutted in with an offer for her to surrender. Surrender!? That was going too far. It was bad enough that Apex was putting on the pain like this, but now he wanted her to back down? To admit she was weak? Never! Sirya wouldn't do that! Why would anyone do something that insulting, she thought? She could barely stomach the idea. And when Apex himself was acting like it was an inevitability? That was just wrong.

"I AM NOT!! SHUT UP!" Sirya screamed, her voice cutting above the roar of the crowd as she barked to the officiator. She looked back at Apex and snarled as he brought her head closer up, explaining the situation.

So he would let her go. That puzzled Sirya. Even if he had her fully bent to his will - which he didn't, by the way - why would he? What was stopping him from killing her, or taking her prisoner if she really had no chance of winning? It seemed almost counter-productive. Like it would make the whole fight a waste of time and energy. Yeah, Sirya thought, she would have to take back her earlier thought. This guy really was stupider than any animal.

"Well, I'm not gonna give up, and I'm not gonna lose!" Sirya retorted, glaring back at Apex. "So shut it!" In the position she found herself in, Sirya couldn't do much to get out or fight back. But that didn't mean she was without options. She drew back an arm and swung it back behind her, hoping she could nail Apex in the ribs.

[CyanDimitrik]

She may think he's profoundly stupid, but he's at least pleased with her refusal to give up. It makes for a more interesting spectacle! And it makes beating her more worthwhile, and less of a... gimmick? He isn't sure. But he's prepared to release her and let the match continue. Submission finishes weren't something he enjoyed anyway.

The official falls back onto his rear at the shout, then starts to resume position to ask again. But her twisting and wild elbows seem to be changing things up, as the skunk's ribs take one hit, then another! With a growl, he lowers his knees and shove her down and out of his hold. He dismounts the girl and raises to his full height again, marching to the edge of the ring. "She's not satisfied yet!," he calls to the crowd. "She wants more punishment!"

Some vocal members of the audience boo him! The bully.

Should she still be where he left her when he turns around, he'll charge her position, hop into the air, and tilt himself over to bring his weight down across her back via elbowdrop!

[CaptainL]

Sirya's attempt at nailing Apex in the ribs proved to bear fruit - so much so, in fact, that she followed it up by doing it again, and both smacks brought a smirk to her face, knowing that her efforts would be rewarded. Even if Apex wasn't showing much in the way of signs that he was in pain, Sirya could at least feel comfortable knowing she was doing something, and that was all she needed. Eventually, he had no choice but to let her go, and Sirya was quick to scramble onto her knees.

And then, he had the nerve to say that she wanted more punishment.

Sirya's head cracked around back over her shoulder, and from the look on her face, everyone could see that she was fuming. She snorted like a raging bull, her eyes livid and fiery. Something he had said had struck a chord with her. Even aside from her personality, with her independent streak a mile wide and her adamant refusal to listen to anyone, she had still been raised by Panther Girls...many of whom were former slaves, having fled to the forests to seek freedom, and who were understandably unwilling to answer to anyone but themselves. Though Sirya had been living on her own for a while now, she still had the teachings of her impromptu family imparted to her, and they had stuck with her. Mostly in terms of how to find shelter, hunt for food, and stab interlopers with sharp implements, but also, the thought of anyone telling her they knew better about her then she herself did was something Sirya had learned never to tolerate.

"NO! SHUT UP!!" she screamed at Apex. "Don't tell me how I feel! You...you don't know how I feel! You're STUPID!"

Whether or not Apex would regret her words, Sirya wasn't sticking around long enough to tell. She was angry, and she would show that to Apex well enough. As the skunk extended an elbow and lunged for him, Sirya sprung, rolling out of the way to avoid the landing while also leaving her opponent to smash into the mat. Hopefully that'd slow him down, and she could take advantage.