Alexia vs. Katsumi Oshiro (Falls Count Anywhere)

[TheManVan]

Alexia swung Katsumi's head as hard as she could into the table, but she was met with resistance in form of Katsumi's hands bracing herself against it, preventing the harsh contact that Alexia was looking for! She gritted her teeth, shoving harder on the head to try and force Katsumi's arms to give out as she tightened her stomach for the most effort in doing so.

However, it left her wide open when Katsumi's left hand came smashing into her stomach over and over again, each hit chipping away at Alexia's posture as she got weaker and weaker as her arms lost their strength, allowing Katsumi to slip behind her! Stumbling forward and into the table, Alexia caught herself and prevented a hard contact with the table, however she had other things to worry about as Katsumi's arms locked around her waist. Before she had a chance to fight her way out of this, Alexia found herself flipping backward as she crashed hard against the unforgiving floor, upper back and neck first into it as she folded up into a painful ball!

"Aaaaaaaaah!" she cried out, left in the fold as Katsumi released her as her legs would soon flop back down onto the floor!

[CyanDimitrik]

Bodies impact the hard floor, and Katsumi disengages from Alexia to roll over onto her hands and knees. It takes the blonde a couple seconds for her legs to flop down, but once they do, the Punk Princess is looking down at her, her frame rising and falling hard with each labored breath. She can't even be sure if Alexia is hurting. It's all but impossible to tell! The berserker chick seemed to be too... into it all the time!

One thing she does know, however, is that she's vulnerable for a brief moment. She leans over her, one arm attempting to hook between her thighs, the other behind her neck. As she stands, she'll heft the blonde across her chest, only to drop sharply to a knee, letting her lower back slam against the other in a traditional, straightforward backbreaker!

She doesn't intend to let Alexia go after this one, though. One hand moves to the girl's hip, the other under her chin, and both push downwards to force her body into a tight arch over her knee!

[TheManVan]

Alexia was left folded over even as Katsumi released her before she flopped back straight onto the floor as she was panting out, her hands wrapping around the back of her head as she rolled over onto her side, propping herself up on her hand. She didn't have much time to recover as Katsumi was right on her again, wrapping an arm between her legs and the other around her neck as she heaved her right off of the ground, showing off a burst of strength as Alexia's eyes widened.

Before she had a chance to react, she came crashing down on the knee back first as she let out a loud cry of pain, flopping on the hard knee but wasn't able to get off of it as Katsumi placed her hands on her chin and hip, pushing on her to stretch out in a painful bend!

"Nnnnnnnnnnnn!" she moaned out, her smile wiped from her face as an expression of pain took over her, hands gripping at the hand on her chin, trying to pry it off of her!

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi continues wrenching downwards on the hold, fingers digging into her jaw as Alexia struggles back. While she's sure she's finally taken the smile off her face, and that this is hurting like crazy, she's not confident she'll be able to ride this indefinitely. Besides that, she doesn't want her tapping out to it. She wants something more. Something dramatic.

"Not satisfied!?," she barks down to the blonde, voice a little pitchy from exhaustion, pain, and built up frustration.

She tries to yank the girl from the backbreaker position to her knees. And from there, she goes for one of the nearby microphones off the announcer's table. If all goes well, she'll quickly wind the cord around Alexia's neck to begin constricting and choking!

[TheManVan]

Alexia continued to stretch over the knee of Katsumi as she felt the hands pushing down on her chin and hip, forcing her to bend back as much as she humanly could. Gritting her teeth, enduring the stretch as she stomped her feet trying to slip off of the point of pain. She managed to do so, but it wasn't by her doing as Katsumi had shoved her right off of the knee and onto the floor. Alexia would roll onto her stomach, grabbing onto her back as she would make her way up to her feet.

But in a flash, she found something wrapped around her throat as her eyes went wide as her hands quickly grabbed onto the cord around her throat as gasps of air and croaks of chokes escaped her lips. She thrashed around from side to side, trying her best to give any sort of leeway for her breathing as she swung from side to side!

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi loves these kinds of matches. The audiences love them, too. She's aware that they're getting their rocks off to it. But it's a fair trade. She gets to brutalize some woman with weapons. And in this case, the part of "some woman" will be played by a psychotic freak who'd been beating her up earlier and freaking her the Hell out. Katsumi doesn't often get the chance to feel vindicated, but this might be one of those times.

She licked her, for crying out loud! The cables tighten.

"What's the matter?!," Katsumi shouts over the roar of the crowd. "Not such a giggly bitch anymore, are ya!?"

She can't do anything about the fingers trying to pry and loosen the cord around her neck without letting the tension go. So she just tries to pull it tighter. She wants the harlequin girl woozied! She wants her compliant! She wants her finished!

"Don't you worry, though! I'm not done with you!"

[TheManVan]

Alexia continued to cough and groan as the wire was wrapped tightly on her neck as she tried to free herself from the choking wire as she got weaker and weaker. With how much she laughed, she knew how important for it was for her body to have oxygen to fight back for the pain and return of pain that she wanted. Being choked out like this was one of her least favorite ways to lose a fight. She wasn't going to be able to feel the pain that she wanted, nor give it back to Katsumi.

But the more and more her body began to fade, her eyes feeling heavier and heavier as her thrashing got weaker and weaker!

[CyanDimitrik]

The struggles and thrashing dims, and an excited glint enters Katsumi's eyes. Her smile widens, wicked and pleased, and possibly a little fangy if viewed from the right angle! And soon, she deems the blonde as malleable enough to proceed with finishing her.

No, choking the bitch out doesn't feel satisfying enough. It doesn't feel painful enough. Alexia licked her and cackled like a freak. She deserves a finisher, and this audience is craving a certain level of brutality in a match like this. So even if it weren't for her sadistic and vindictive side wanting to put Alexia through more punishment, the showman in her would've insisted on it.

Perhaps in an odd way, it's playing to Alexia's tastes. Go figure!

The cords are suddenly loosened, and Katsumi tosses the microphone away, heedless of the expensive equipment. And she knows how much recording hardware costs! But grabbing the blonde by the shoulder, she yanks to spin her around to face her - only to aim a quick punch for the girl's tight abs, hoping to bend her over. Alexia's pretty head will then be tucked between Katsumi's thighs, and the girl will loop her arms around her stomach to swing her up onto her shoulders!

With a quick quarter turn, Katsumi aims to powerbomb the blonde onto the announcer's table. It may not be enough to break the table, but that wasn't the point anyway. The point was to get her up there, and too weak to fight back.

[TheManVan]

Alexia's hands were beginning to slip from the wire, the only reason why it was still on it was because the fingers looped around it was trapped against her neck as her eyes started to roll back and drool started to leak from her mouth as her body became more and more limp. But even as she had the life choked out of her in the most disliked way of ending a match, Alexia couldn't help but enjoy the savagery of Katsumi.

However, the cord around her neck loosened as Alexia quickly started gasping for air. Her head was spinning from asphyxiation, her vision was still blurry as she lurched forward, throwing her hands out to hold herself up and even then her arms almost gave out from the lack of oxygen as she was hacking up for air.

She offered no resistance to Katsumi swinging her around and planting a fist in her stomach, making her attempts at breathing even worse as she was plucked off of the ground.

Precariously on Katsumi's shoulder, Alexia wasn't being a resident for long as she was thrown down, smacking back first into the table! Arching over the edge, she cried out in pain as her back was burning in pain as she was left on the table!

[CyanDimitrik]

The announcers have since cleared the table. Sure, they grabbed their microphones once the cords were no longer wrapped around a wrestler's throat, and are only a few feet away, but they know not to stand too close to two women fighting. It's a good thing, too. Katsumi intends to involve their table even more.

With Alexia flat against the tabletop, Katsumi mounts a knee over it and lifts to stand atop the table. Poised high, but oh-so-close to the audience, she leans down to grab one fistful of Alexia's hair, the other gripping her by the shoulder to draw her up to her full height. There, with one hand still gripping her by the hair, she raises a fist to signal an end to the audience. They respond with an eager, excited roar.

Katsumi brings her gaze back to the pretty, but crazy blues of her opponent. "You like to be all close'n sexy-like?," she asks with a coy uptick at the corner of her lips. It was horrible when Alexia was in control. But now, Katsumi's taken the reins. She's loving it. That is, if she can keep control. "Then you're gonna love this."

The hair is finally released, and her arms reach for Alexia's narrow waist to pull her body against herself. Hips will be pressed to hips, breasts mashed to breasts, nearly face to face, but her arms are focused on the lower back; Alexia's bare abs will be grinding against Katsumi's equally bare stomach in a bearhug!