Chelsea Loski vs Courage Takemi - Making or Breaking Courage

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This was a joke to her, that's what Chelsea thought anyway. Courage saw this match as some joke, as something she could just do and expect to make it fun and games to get the crowd behind her over the hard work Chelsea put into it. Well Chelsea wasn't going to sit there and let this continue, Courage's time on top ended here and Chelsea decided that breaking the idol was her duty as a wrestler, not just her job to steal the show as always. Soon the redhead would stand up and stomp down on Courage's belly.

"You know, I didn't mean anything awful to happen to you when I came in here, it was mostly just talk. That's over now...I want to hurt you really bad now." Chelsea said admitting her thoughts for Courage to hear. After pressing her boot down into her gut she pulled it out and kicked Courage's side to force her to her stomach so Chelsea could grab her arms and force them into a straight jacket before pulling up while stepping on her back bending Courage's body and stretching her body out.

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"Haah~ Ahh~ Ha." Courage was left gasping and panting as Chelsea's assault broke. Naively, she relaxed and took the time to mentally lick her wounds. She winced, her eyes scrunching in pain behind her glasses.

She was completely unprepared for Chelsea's boot to bury itself in her pale, bare belly! "BUEGH~!" Her mouth shot open, saliva spraying into the air! Her eyes went wide, tearing up instantly as her lungs practically exploded from the air being forced out of them! "AHH~" She cried out as Chelsea dug her boot further down! She could feel the tender flesh bruising! But she didn't have the oxygen to fuel her muscles! She couldn't argue! She couldn't fight back!

She looked up in horror, internalizing Chelsea's words. She knew a little something about sincerity. It was a common practice for the idol... And she recognized it in Chelsea's words. She meant it. She wanted to hurt her! "D-don't! P-pl-" Her words were cut off!

"GUEH!" A sound of animal-like agony was forced past her lips as Chelsea's boot whipped into her side and rolled her over. She was left belly down, her feet kicking against the canvas as she coughed and sputtered!

Her back was pulled back cruelly as her arms were wrapped about her neck! She was bent backward and pulled up! Her face was a mask of agony as she was stretched and choked at the same time! Her eyes were blurry and unfocused and her mouth gaped open. Saliva dripped from the corner as she choked and gasped. All while her heavy tits hung below her, swaying, pendulously.

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Chelsea talked a lot, she knew it and everyone she met could tell her the same and her trash talking early on in the match was just her standard stuff. Even her threats later in the match were out of frustration that Chelsea nearly forgot, but not these words and Courage found a new reason to be afraid of her. But her pleas would not be answered, Chelsea went right back at her and soon put her in a humiliating submission, bending her as far back as she could go while choking her with her hands. She couldn't free herself and she was nearly choked out but Chelsea could keep it on for however long she wanted, the glory of the I quit match meant this match went on for however long she decided it did.

"I've been thinking about what I've wanted to hurt the most..It's a tough decision, you seem like the kind of girl who would look good getting beat any which way. So I'll have to see what works out for me the best." Chelsea said to the choked out Courage before she finally let her go. Soon she would grab her leg and lock in an stf submission hold to bend the leg a little and wake Courage up, she wouldn't go for her actual submission here but it would be nice to hear the idol scream a little.

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She felt helpless under Chelsea's control! Her own arms were locked around her throat, leaving her completely defenseless! Her face began to darken and her eyes were beginning to glaze over. The kicking of her feet had begun to slow. Her vision was beginning to blur and darkness was creeping in from the corners... Even the cheers of her fans began to fade! She felt like she was drowning! All she needed to do was quit... Quit and it would all stop. Except... She didn't have the breath to even scream!

Her tongue fell out of her mouth! And she went limp.

Courage flopped onto the canvas when Chelsea released her. Her body rose and fell with her newfound breath.

"Nnnn~ Unnn." She groaned quietly as she woke. And those soft groans quickly became screams as she awoke already in Chelsea's next hold! An STF!

"NNYAAH~!" The leg that was trapped by her opponent was being pulled painfully towards her head! Her inner thigh felt like it was on fire as the muscle was hyperextended!

"S-STOP! L-LET GO O- AAAH~!"

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Chelsea had Courage trapped again, another submission for the idol to sit and suffer from while Chelsea laid on her back and bent it her leg in such a way that Courage found the air to scream quickly. Pulling her head while extending the leg she would see the limits of Courage's flexibility while she took the moment in, letting the submission stand as another test of her superiority.

"Courage I know you forgot some things, maybe I hit you so hard or choked you out too much, but this is a I quit match. You do know what that means right? It means I don't have to let go, I don't have to stop until you say the words I quit." Chelsea said while not letting go of the hold like Courage wanted. She was having too much fun and she knew that Courage didn't have the knowledge to break out of this one, it was clear her skills weren't with locks and holds which was Chelsea's best topic.

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'So cruel! Chelsea was so cruel!' This thought circled in her mind as her foe continued to stretch and taunt her! She had a lifetime as a dancer and a gymnast. Her body was limber and flexible. Far more than most girls her size. But this wasn't just a stretch. Chelsea was trying to break her! She could feel it. She wasn't trying to win the match! She wanted to hurt her!

"NnnAH-NNN-AAAAAH!" Sher struggled and sobbed, her eyes teary beneath her glasses. With one hand on Chelsea's, the other was free! And it hung over the canvas. Her fingers twitching! Her will breaking! The ropes were close. But they didn't matter... Chelsea could hold on forever!

"PLEASE!" She screamed out sobbing pathetically! But those weren't the words that would save her... She'd found her voice. But her heart kept her from admitting her defeat. Her heart... And the constant cheers of the fans!

"DON'T GIVE UP! WE BELIEVE IN YOU! LET'S GO COURAGE!"

Her cheeks wet with tears... She screamed again. But once more... The words didn't come.

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Courage was no closer to escaping the STF after minutes trapped in it but Chelsea felt like she was no closer to seeing her actually submit despite her now pleading for Chelsea to let go. The crowd could cheer all they wanted Chelsea wouldn't be stopped from them giving Courage some heroic peptalks, not when she was so weak that she couldn't find the way free. But Chelsea being denied the words she was looking for one too many times did start to irritate her and Chelsea would pull harder on the head, further proving her game was pain since the submission's focus was on the leg not the head.

"Please....come on now we both know that's not enough. Muster up your namesake and let it out before something goes snap." Chelsea said pulling on Courage's head tight and almost going for a chokehold on Courage's head, she was now bending Courage so far her head and leg weren't even touching the ground and one had to wonder how much of this the poor thing could endure.

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Courage was sniffling and sobbing pathetically as Chelsea continued to torque on her back. The muscle groups in her spine were spasming painfully, causing her to twitch and writhe and twist in Chelsea's grip! Her glasses were fogged up and her jaw strained to keep in her moans... But it also kept in her surrender. She wouldn't quit!

"Nngggh~ AAAAHH~!!! I-- W-WON'T!"She channeled her sobbing in order to speak, her voice escaping with her cries! Her right hand reached and her fingers spread, desperate! And... Finally! They hooked the bottom rope!

The referee wouldn't intervene. There was no break in this type of match. But it was a moral victory! "I WON'T QUIT!!!" She managed without the sob this time!

Her bicep flexed, even as something in her back cracked! And she began to pull them both towards the edge of the ring! And if she could manage, she would send herself under the bottom rope! Tumbling off the edge of the ring! The only escape she could conjure!

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The submission was showing the world that Courage was a crying bitch, and Chelsea was bending it as far back as Courage's body would let itself be that Chelsea wanted to think that the win would be soon. It was obvious that she was not on her level and anyone thinking that Courage had a chance was living a lie. So her continued defiance and announcing she wouldn't quit made Chelsea want to let the hold go and stomp Courage's head into a mudhole. She was about to start shouting obscenities when when Courage grabbed the rope, which nearly made Chelsea lose her mind laughing.

"You can't be for real right now? The ropes can't save you Courage! The fans can't save you, the only way out of this submission is to do it yourself. But you can't do that, so you can hold on for the next few minutes but your back is still going to be bent and your leg is still....Hey wait a minute your pulling too close to th-nononono-Nooouuggh!" Chelsea screamed, having realized too late that Courage was pulling them off the ring, not just to break the hold but to send them both falling to the floor, Chelsea let go to put her hands up but even with that she ended up landing practically on her head when she fell to the floor, bouncing uncomfortably from Courage's desperate gambit.

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Courage tumbled to the arena floor! She landed roughly upon her right shoulder and rolled onto her back with a grunt of pain!

Her eyes were blurry. Dazed from the pain but also marred by her tears. She was still weakly sobbing as she lay spread eagle on the mats that padded the concrete beneath them. "I-Itaiii~" She whined as she drew in deep, laborious breaths.

She'd wanted to quit. She'd wanted to scream and beg and plead and make Chelsea stop hurting her... But she'd dug deep and found a way out thanks to the cheers of the fans. And thanks to her own drive to meet their expectations. She was who she was for them! They cheered for her to be the woman they believed her to be. And if she disappointed them... She'd lose everything.

The referee leaned over the ropes to check on both women. And Courage was already moving to a knee. "I can s-still fight!" She told the referee with all the enthusiasm she could conjure through the pain and exhaustion. "I won't quit!" She reiterated as she got to her feet.

She stumbled backward, but planted her heels and raised her fists. She lifted one to the fans. "LET'S GO!" Despite her war cry... It was all she had the strength to do. To comfort them with the illusion that she was still okay...