Debutantes No More: Cathy Jefferson vs Katsumi Oshiro

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Sections of the crowd rise to their feet as the wrestlers struggle against the turnbuckle. Cathy's energy levels still need recharging after her torrid time in Katsumi's submission hold and the cowgirl suddenly finds herself overpowered as the Japanese fighter hooks her round the neck and twists around strongly, reversing their positions so that Cathy is now the one splayed vulnerably over the corner post.

"Aaaggh! ... Huuunnnnghh!" Cathy gags and her eyes bulge as Katsumi fires two hard punches into her guts. The blonde wrestler collapses on her opponent, coughing and flinging her arms around Katsumi's neck like a drowning swimmer reaching for a lifeline.

[CyanDimitrik]

Fists digging deep into Cathy's stomach, the rush of laying into her an exhilarating, energizing one. Though it doesn't take away the haze and fatigue of the damage Katsumi's already suffered, each strike is a little more motivation to work the cowgirl over and secure a definitive win.

As her fist withdraws from her stomach the second time, she finds herself supporting Cathy in a sweaty embrace. Her arms instinctively wrap around the girl's tanned waist, hugging her in - and instinct continues to direct her actions. The arm's bite down onto Cathy's lower back, grinding her bare belly into Katsumi's in a sudden bearhug. When her mind catches up, she's fine with this - she suffered a Hellish squeeze from the cowgirl before, so she can pay her back now!

Keeping her arms clamped around her body, Katsumi turns to haul her prey to the center of the ring where the risk of a rope break won't be so high. And from there, she intends to make use of the grapple, not shying back from the feel of her sweat, the warmth of her skin, nor the feel of every breath she takes.

"How long.. can you handle it..?," she murmurs to her opponent.

[Anime_dreamfighter]

"L-long enough to t-take you down...princess!" The defiant words come out in the correct order but a sudden catch in Cathy's voice undermines her delivery a little... telegraphing to her opponent that she's hurting from the accumulation of damage absorbed in this round.

Manoeuvred back into the centre of the ring against her will, the cowgirl grits her teeth, feeling the pain in her bruised abs as Katsumi's arms continue to compress her lower back, grinding her tightly in the bearhug. Their damp bellies suck together as Cathy returns the clinch, her arms outside Katsumi's, mainly to relieve the pressure on her back and chest, not because she expects to turn the hold around this way.

With Katsumi's warm scent rising in her nostrils the blonde wrestler squeezes harder, conscious that she's in danger of using up all of her remaining energy and emotional capital. Cathy has been virtually reduced to hanging on for her opponent's next move but knows she can still turn things around if Katsumi makes a sudden mistake...

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi stands with Cathy in the center of the ring, locked together with no room between them. Given the scant nature of their wrestling gear, Katsumi can feel basically everything going on with her opponent - from every breath she takes, every muscle she tenses, every curve of her breasts against hers. It's a distracting sensation she's by far not accustomed to in the ring, and one she realizes she's indulging in a little longer than she otherwise may have. The bearhug lingers, Katsumi's back arching to press her trim stomach tighter against Cathy's belly.

"In.. your.. dreams!"

With a sudden hop, she attempts to torque over in the air and drive the country girl down flat on her back with her Shutdown finisher, the belly-to-belly suplex slam ending with Katsumi landing corner to corner on top of her opponent!

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Cathy struggles to process how its all come to this: standing in the centre of the ring, locked so tightly with her nubile opponent that it almost seems like neither could escape even if they wanted to. The cowgirl knows that its crunch time and she tenses, thinking perhaps she can still turn this around... if she can just marshal enough of her flagging strength to upend her opponent and drive her down on the mat.

But as the blonde hesitates, the smaller woman beats her to the punch, twisting their glued together bodies and giving a mighty heave that slams Cathy down on her back with shocking speed. So sudden is the reversal Cathy fails to break her fall and she lies gasping like a fish out of water as Katsumi lies across her.

[CyanDimitrik]

Following the hard impact against the ring, Katsumi just settles overtop the country girl. Their hips press together, bare abs remaining pushed together, breasts mashing together, and even face to face. Katsumi lips rest against Cathy's ear, her head against the mat beside her. But she isn't done with her opponent yet. She grabs for the blonde's wrists to cross them above her head, and holds them down with her left hand. Her head finally lifts to look down at Cathy, and she sets her right forearm across her cheek to press her face down to the side.

The Punk Princess arches her back, curving herself into Cathy in a deliberately sensuous, yet dominant poise over her opponent.

The referee-girl drops beside the pair to begin slapping the mat!

"One!"

[Anime_dreamfighter]

As Katsumi locks her move in place its probably fair to say Cathy has never been pinned as comprehensively, nor has she ever felt quite so dominated in the ring by another female wrestler. Lying flat on her back, virtually trussed up by her opponent, Cathy wonders if Katsumi finds the pin position as furtively sensual as she does. The Montana woman has been bi for as long as she can remember and is becoming acutely aware of the effect prolonged exposure to her opponent is having on her. But Cathy is far too much of a pro to let her hormones get in the way of winning such a crucial match.

Besides, she has more immediate things to worry about as the referee-girl has already started counting her out.

"One!"

Cathy tries to bridge experimentally but quickly finds that, in her weakened condition, Katsumi has her completely locked down.

"Two!"

The cowgirl kicks out futilely with her legs but she is going nowhere, and the ropes might as well be miles away so no hope of solace there either.

[CyanDimitrik]

Oh yes. Katsumi is aware of it. More than she'd like to be. After what she'd said to the audience of her debut match, she has to be as straight with the match as possible. Pun intended. Besides, she's been straight her entire life. That's not changing just because of one country girl she's grappling with in the ring! ...Ugh, she really hopes not.

Cathy begins struggling. Katsumi cants her head towards her, her body remaining glued over her. "Shh, shh, shh. I got you," she coos teasingly, as if to a fussy baby. Of course, thanks to that, the two are practically touching at nosetip, Katsumi staring down at Cathy's big green eyes.

"Three!"

The second fall of the match goes to Katsumi. That evens things up between her and Cathy.

Katsumi blinks owlishly. The audience continues to roar at the spectacle of the prolonged pin.

"Katsumi-san! You have to let her up!"

"Ah!"

Cheeks flushed, the Punk Princess quickly detaches from her opponent and pushes up to her knees, looking down at her.

"Back away, Katsu-"

"Shut up, I know, damn!"

Flustered, Katsumi lifts to her full height and moves back several paces from Cathy - right up until she's backed herself into a corner. Rather than give a visual admission that she didn't mean to do that, she settles back against the post with her arms resting languidly along the top ropes.

"What do you think? Is the mare about to be broken?," she taunts towards her blonde opponent.

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Cathy lay prone under Katsumi who seemed reluctant at first to stop belly-rubbing with her... until the referee girl finally insisted the winner of the equalizing fall back away. Well, either she's doing that to prolong the pin for the benefit of the crowd, or... well, it wouldn't be the first (or last) time that Cathy's bewitching blonde looks and winsome demeanour threatened to turn an avowedly straight woman.

The Montana woman picked herself up thoughtfully as her opponent backed away into her corner to give her enough space... finally. She could see Oshiro looking extra cocky, now that she had equalised, and the final fall promised to be an exceptionally tough one, with everything to play for and each women's pride very much on the line.

The taunt that came next was kinda predictable, although pitched nicely at the sort of level the Hicksville crowd might well appreciate. Better reply in kind she thought:

"Wow, ain't heard ray-partee that sophisticated since last I wrassled in Tennessee. Well, here's one wrestler ya won't be takin' for a ride any time soon sweetheart, so why don't we get this show back on the road again."

And as Cathy stepped forward again she felt refreshed and vital, having enjoyed a minute or two to recover her poise and energy. The injury slate had been wiped clean and she could put her best foot forward, confident that victory would soon be hers.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi smirks patiently as Cathy drones out her response, giving it about as much respectful attention as one might oh crap she's blushing. Taking for a ride? What? Did she say that on purpose? Does Cathy know? Does Cathy freaking know!? Katsumi very quickly glances off to the side and ducks her head, attempting to hide the heat entering her cheeks. The only thing going through her mind right now is one long, long expletive. But thanks to that wordplay, Katsumi's going to have that stuck in her head for a while.

The referee signals the match to resume, and Katsumi doesn't notice at first. "Ah-..?" She looks to the expectant referee, then Cathy, blinks, and suddenly springs at the blonde in an attempt to lock up with her! It's a wild, unfocused approach that likely leaves her more open than normal.