Sachiko vs Rose LWS2020 Round 2

[Noob]

Last Woman Standing 2020
Round 2
Sachiko Koizumi vs Rose Gold
Win by Knockout

"Sachiko"

Rose

Sachiko was beaming with pride! Here she was, not only managing to secure a spot on an official tournament, but also winning her first round like it was nothing! Just like she'd always known, she could count on her strength to get her through any challenge. The world was her oyster - and to think her aunt had told her she wouldn't be going far. Who was laughing now? Certainly, Sachiko was, as she chuckled to herself in the mirror, slinging her baseball bat over her shoulder before she turned to the door. It was time to add another victory to her record!

Not only that, but she was to face off against Rose Gold. Though their paths hadn't crossed before, Sachiko was well aware the lightweight had been a rising star in the promotion, and the praises sung of her performance were only paralleled by the discussions about how the former fan-favorite had turned to the same sort of cruelty and dirty tricks Sachiko herself had a reputation for. Even if the two wrestlers might ordinarily see eye to eye, though, Sachiko had no time for that here! All bets were off when they got into the ring. She was here to win, no matter who she was against - and the thought of taking Rose down a peg, too, had its own appeal to Sachiko. If she could stop her rise to power dead in its tracks, she and her gang would be unstoppable! Everyone would be talking about them! It was just the sort of fame the delinquent needed to ensure her rise to glory by her own particular means.

"Coming first to the ring, from Fukushima, Japan! At 5'9 and weighing 165 pounds, representing the Heartbreakers, SACHIKO KOIZUMI!"

It didn't matter whether the fans cheered or booed, and Sachiko got plenty of both as she strolled on down the ramp. What mattered was that she was here to make a name for herself, and Rose was going to be the sacrifice left at that altar! Once in the ring, she tapped her bat in her palm, a toothy grin spreading over her face. This was gonna be fun.
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There had been a lot of talk about Rose Gold being a masochist. To enter the LAWs Last Woman Standing tournament as a lightweight. After all, this tournament didn't have restrictions on who was paired together... And her first round opponent had been Artemis the Hunter.

"I don't see what the big deal is. They all choke the same." She'd told an interviewer after the brutal end of her first match. She'd all but hung Artemis.

Of course, it wasn't all bright lights and fanfare. Artemis had put a beating on the Sinister Siren and she was still finding new splinters from the table she'd been put through.

Her next opponent was another woman who outweighed her by half-a-Rose Gold. Fine. The bigger they are.

"And her opponent! Fighting out of Hokkaido, Japan! She stands 5 feet 1 inches and weighs 119 pounds! The Sinister Siren, ROSE... GOOOOOOLD!"

Her entrance music played as she threw a fist in the air at the top of the ramp. The fans erupted as she stomped to the ring in her black attire. The crowd was fickle... All they wanted was blood. And after Rose had strangled another woman for their entertainment, they had given her their favor. At least for the current few minutes.

She hopped atop the ring apron and gracefully leapt over the top rope. She landed in a crouch before rising and throwing her fist in the air again!

The crowd all but faded from her consciousness as she turned to face her opponent. Her eyes met Sachiko's for the first time.

"Cute bat. I wonder... What part of your skillset does it compensate for? Hm?"
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When Rose got into the ring, the two competitors could now face each other and be compared side by side. In the world of wrestling, the comparison to David vs. Goliath was a truly tired one. But there was little other way to describe the matchup here. Rose may have been a lightweight, but Sachiko was pushing the upper limit of the middleweight class. It was something that wasn't lost on Sachiko herself, as she looked down at the blonde below her to meet eye to eye, a smirk crossing her face as she tapped the bat in the palm of her hand. This was just like beating up a smaller, defenseless kid on the playground, something Sachiko had plenty of experience with in her youth.

Of course, Sachiko knew she couldn't underestimate her opponent. Rose had to be doing something right in order to get to this stage of the tournament, and the reputation she had accrued as a merciless and fearsome foe wasn't without reason. Still, it was somewhat comical to imagine her putting up a serious threat to Sachiko. Was it fair that Rose had to go up against her? Probably not. Did Sachiko particularly care? Definitely not. As far as she was concerned, "fair" was just a cheap concept that didn't reflect the reality of how people got in fights. She was here to win, and nothing was going to stop her.

Which was also why she had her bat with her. As Rose had so helpfully pointed out.

"The part of me that's less inclined to bashing your head in, kid," Sachiko scoffed, either not knowing or not caring that Rose was older than her. "Which is tiny. About...oh, like this big." She held her hand up at her side, precisely at Rose's level. "But, you know, that just means it's not gonna so much as dent me..." Her smirk grew wider, and her eyes locked onto Rose's, waiting to see how her little taunt would hit her.
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"You're going to feel real stupid when you wake up in the locker room. When you get to watch me win this ridiculous farce while you try to remember how to count past ten." She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes at the girls words.

"I don't normally pick on my juniors. Tell you what sweetheart. You call me Senpai and I'll see to it that I take it easy on you. I'll just beat you instead of beating AND humiliating you." She rolled her neck as it was Sachiko's time to soak in the taunt.

As big as Rose spoke she didn't take her eyes off that bat. It was perfectly legal in this tournament. For some women she might have been able to shame them into dropping it... But she recognized a kindred spirit in Sachiko. She knew they both believed the same creed. If you're not cheating. You're not trying.

"One time offer. What do you say, my chubby little kouhai?"
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"Pshht, yeah. Yeah, right." Sachiko took the time to warm up in preparation for the match, rolling her shoulders and neck to ensure she would be properly limber for when the time came for them to face off. She went to lean her baseball bat in the corner behind her for when she would need it. She had full intention of using it, of course. If the match could only end in a knockout, they couldn't throw her out if she did, and opportunities to take things to a style more suited to her tastes didn't come by every day, so Sachiko would have to take advantage. But she wouldn't need that yet.

It soon began to set in, as she listened to Rose's words, that Sachiko was in fact the younger of the two. She blinked a few times, confused by what she meant, before she connected the dots. But even if it was true, it didn't matter. Sachiko wasn't going to let that influence how anyone viewed her, no less her opponent.

She crossed her arms, stepping in closer. "Don't make me laugh! I run the place where I'm from. And I don't call anyone Senpai who doesn't earn it. And they haven't earned it from me, either!" She grinned wider, pointing to herself. "Hell! I don't even go to school any more! So it doesn't mean shit what year I'm in!"

She thought she was being clever. If anything, she just proved her point. Still, shaking her head, she closed in on Rose. "I'm not calling you anything but dead meat!"

DING DING DING

With the ring of the bell, Sachiko lowered herself into a stance, raising her hands and preparing to lock up. "And I'll show you chubby!"
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"Where you're from?" She brought her fist to her lips and began to laugh. "Oh ho ho!" She couldn't help it. Amused by the girl's words the chortle bubbled out from deep within her throat. It was arrogant and condescending.

"I'm not surprised a school wouldn't suffer a chubby street rat like yourself. No wonder you're fighting for pay, you don't seem to have the capacity for much else. More's the pity!"

And the bell rang. Rose Gild was certain her disrespectful taunting would incense the larger girl. And it appeared she was right. Immediately Sachiko sought to be upon her!

Rose threw her arms forward as if she was going to take on Sachiko's lock up. Instead however, she'd attempt to slip behind her to apply a waist lock. She knew that Sachiko had the strength advantage... If she caught her, she was going to be in for a world of hurt!

If she was able to waist lock her foe, she'd drop low and pull out her ankles. The whole maneuver was silky smooth. Her technique professional and trained.

There'd be no follow-up. Instead, Rose would sit upon the second rope and watch as Sachiko had to crawl back to her feet from her belly. To really soak in the fact that Rose Gold might be smaller... But she had speed and skill to shore up their size difference.
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Sachiko didn't like to think there was a lot that could faze her. But Rose was starting to get under her skin, and she grit her teeth, glowering down at her. She was supposed to be the one calling the shots whenever she was around, not this pipsqueak! Sachiko didn't like the thought of being talked down to by someone who she, physically, indeed had to talk down to. It surely meant she wasn't all she was cracked up to be if she didn't command the sort of respect she wanted to. And for Sachiko, the mere suggestion of the sort was simply unforgiveable.

Glowering at Rose, Sachiko closed in on her, seeing her arms raised and prepared to meet her head-on with her end of the lockup. Given her greater size, Sachiko was sure she'd be able to overpower her; she figured Rose was handing herself over, and that she'd make her regret it!

Sachiko was perhaps someone with more vigor than common sense. She didn't realize until it was too late that she was going right into Rose's trap, as the blonde would dodge around Sachiko at the last minute, leaving the delinquent leaning forward as her hands grabbed at the air.

"Huh-!? What?" Sachiko looked around her with confusion, her center of balance offset. But she'd soon be stabilized as Rose grabbed her around the waist, causing her to jerk back with a yelp of surprise. No sooner had her body been restrained that Sachiko felt Rose drop down, hooking her ankles along the way and pulling them out from under her. At once, Sachiko's center of balance had been lost!
"W-WHOAH..!" she cried, with less dignity than she would have liked, particularly against a lightweight. She fell forward, going crashing down onto her stomach with a canvas-shaking thud. This early in the match, it wasn't that bad a landing. But it still did hurt her pride, if not her body, as she pushed herself back up on her hands and knees. Particularly when she looked back to see Rose just calmly sitting on the rope! She was mocking her! That pushed Sachiko over the edge, as her expression turned to hateful scowl. She didn't like being taken down, but she especially didn't like to be mocked!

"HEY! Wipe that dumb smile off your face!" she spat, coming storming over to her opponent. Sachiko drew back a fist, aiming to throw a sharp punch straight into Rose's face in the hopes of knocking her clean off the ropes!
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Rose Gold felt as though she was on top of the world as she watched her delinquent opponent flapjack onto the mats with a squeal. And the look on her face when she saw Rose... Priceless!

"Oh you are just too cute!" She grinned. "That's what you were going for, right? Boyishly cute?" It was clear that this girl was...passionate. She wore her heart and her emotions on her sleeve... A vulnerability Rose sought to take advantage of.

However, Rose's vulnerability was her ego. And Sachiko wasn't here to talk, she was looking to scrap! Rose's eyes widened as the girl drew back her fist!

"H-hey! Wait!" She demanded even as the blow shot towards her. Her hands barely got in the way. And even then, the punch connected through her unskilled block!

The blow sent the brutal blonde tumbling backwards gracelessly through the ropes. She bounced off the edge of the ring and fell to the arena floor with a cry! And she wouldn't get to her feet.

In fact. If Sachiko looked, she'd find the arena floor empty. Huh?
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So far things weren't off to a great start. Sachiko could have enjoyed a more graceful opening to a match than falling on her face before things had even begun. But Rose wasn't one to cooperate in that regard, and she also wasn't going to let Sachiko forget about it any time soon, as she taunted her from the ground! It was only making things worse for Sachiko; when she got back to her feet, she shot a glare across the ring at her foe, her fist balled at her side.

"Hey! I am not cute-!" Sachiko shot back. She had to pause for a moment in considering it. She didn't mind being called cute, per se. But not when she was trying to intimidate an opponent, one who had no business being this stoic in the face of danger. That fury fueled her punch, and when she let her fist fly, it landed with a thud, knocking Rose off her feet and straight out of the ring!

Sachiko was surprised by the results as much as anyone in the crowd. Either she was stronger than she looked or Rose was just that weak, but either way she would take it. She let out a cheer, hoisting her fists in the air, as though she had already won. "Ha-HA! Hell YES! Who's so tough now, huh? I'll give you a hint, it's me!"

Even with Rose being the dastardly heel she was, a few people booed Sachiko for being so thoughtless and bull-headed. By the time Sachiko finally looked over at the floor, though, she found nothing there. Blinking in confusion, she stared down at the glaring emptiness below her. "Hey...what gives? If this is a joke, it's not funny!"
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Rose Gold rubbed her nose with a wince from her hiding place beneath the ring. Perhaps instigating her delinquent opponent to hurt her hadn't been the best idea. If she hadn't been prepared for the hit she might have been knocked clean out!

Instead, she'd used her lack of leverage upon the ropes to swing her body with the momentum of the blow. She'd feigned it being more damaging than it had been. Not unlike a boxer turning their head whilst receiving a blow.

Her tumble to the outside had been a bit of a pratfall. It would result in a keen bruise on her thigh after the matches end.

The small sadist commando crawled beneath the ring, sliding out clear to the other side as Sachiko was discovering that she'd disappeared. Rose Gold came to a full stand as Sachiko verbalized her protest.

Quietly, Rose would slide into the ring, carrying a steel chair with her. Not unlike a killer in a slasher film. She'd bring the weapon high, clutching it with both hands, and await the larger girl to turn around.

Then, she'd bring the flat of the seat down clean upon the larger woman's skull! If it landed, it'd elicit a resounding clang and dent the foreign object. "Have a seat, my cute little kouhai!"
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Sachiko had been impressed at first when she had managed to knock Rose out of the ring. But her excitement was quickly dampened when she realized that Rose had rolled aside, getting away from the spot where she had landed. The blue-haired girl's thrill gave way to frustration, as Rose was proving to be a more difficult opponent to catch than she would have thought.

"Hello!? Are you out there!?" Sachiko growled, leaning over the ropes and looking back and forth as she tried to locate where Rose had gone. But still no sign of her. Her brows narrowed and she grumbled under her breath; this was getting tiresome. Eventually, she grew tired of this, turning around to see what was behind her.

And that was a mistake, considering that was exactly where Rose Gold was waiting, and with a chair that she brought down straight into Sachiko's head! With a pained groan, she fell onto her ass, her back slumping against the ropes as her head rolled against the cables. However, she shook herself, narrowing her eyes and clenching her teeth, as she steeled herself to fight back; she wouldn't be swayed that easily. Sachiko kicked her leg back out, aiming to catch Rose in the gut with it. "Aw, c'mon, puns? Really?" she sneered.
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The chair caught Sachiko flush and drove her to ground! It knocked her clean against the ropes. Down, but not out! In fact, her rebuttal was rapid. Perhaps fueled by the knowledge that anything less would leave her a sitting duck. A target dummy for the brutal blonde!

Sachiko's boot buried itself in her belly. She was surprisingly fast for her size. The shock caused Rose's fingers to uncurl about the chair, sending it sliding across the mat and beneath the bottom rope. It fell to the arena floor with a clatter.

Rose grinned down at Sachiko through the pain of having her guts punted. "Tough crowd, hm?"

She staggered back a pace. Sachiko was against the ropes, but to be honest, her position left little offensive opening for Rose. Perhaps if she was a larger woman
.. But as it stood, she was just as likely to get grabbed as she was to do the grabbing. So instead, she observed. She wondered... Was Sachiko's head truly that hard... Or was she secretly suffering?
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Rose had wasted little time in letting the foreign objects come out. That didn't mean much for Sachiko, though. If anything, now she had free reign to do her thing and no one could question her for it. She'd brought her bat in with her for her entrance, but now, it seemed as though it'd prove handy for more than that. She couldn't say she complained. In truth, she was waiting for a good opportunity, and Rose had given her one.

Though, all things considered, Rose had given her something else, too. And that something was a good beating. Even as Sachiko straightened herself to her feet, pushing off the ropes to steady herself, her head was throbbing where the chair had struck it. After she lashed out with a kick, using the momentum of her rise to direct the blow, Sachiko winced for a moment as she adjusted to her new altitude, rubbing her temples, but she quickly shook herself. There was still work to be done, after all.

Rose herself was doing a good job of bearing through the pain; even as she stood doubled over forward, she still had time to taunt the blue-haired sukeban. Sachiko could do something about that, though, especially if Rose was stunned. Now that the chair was on the floor, Sachiko could turn it against Rose. "That's not the only thing that's tough..."

She stepped forward to pull her head under her arm and lift the blonde skyward, turning her over with her head pointed at the floor, before she staggered back and let herself drop in an attempt to deliver a brainbuster directly onto the chair! Of course, Sachiko was still a bit dizzy from the chair shot herself, but with Rose being so much lighter, she felt she still had a chance.

[Noob]

Rose finally felt her breath returning to her. She was used to battling bigger women than her. But she never got used to the disparity in suffering. The self-proclaimed goddess of the lightweights was often outmatched strengthwise, but seldom left gagging from a single boot to the belly.

She watched Sachiko with one eye as she rallied herself. As she approached Rose had a number of routes in mind. Sachiko was a streetfighter. Classless. Techniqueless. She was less than garbage! As soon as Sachiko grabbed her, she'd make her regret it!

Rose Gold's pretty blonde head was pulled forward into a reverse headlock. Pathetic, thought the lightweight.

She brought her hands to the backs of her foes legs. It was simple really. Yank her feet out from under her. And beat her delinquent brains in with that chair. And yet... her arms couldn't move!

The blow to her body had done more damage than she'd anticipated! And instead, it was her legs she found lifted from the earth!

She was held aloft. Hanging helplessly upside down! "Wait! N-no! DON'T!" She practically shrieked as her legs kicked in a vain attempt to throw Sachiko off balance.

CLANG

The world went black.
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Sachiko could still feel the throbbing pain left in her head after Rose had struck her with the chair, but that was quickly fading from the forefront of her mind. It wasn't long before she had the chance to retake the advantage, driving the air out of Rose with a boot to the stomach before she could gather her up and spike her head into the chair! Once she saw the incoming impact, the blonde began to panic, writhing in Sachiko's grasp. But Sachiko wouldn't let go. She only grinned wider, feeling vindicated that Rose was this upset about her impending doom. It only meant what Sachiko was doing was working.

"Ohh, no...nope, you've given me the perfect opportunity!" Sachiko boasted. She threw herself backward, letting Rose's head slam into the chair, and then, with a resounding clang, the lightweight went quiet. Sachiko released her, letting her slump against the ground, as she stood tall above her. She planted her hands on her hips and beamed out to the crowd. All would be worth what it took to get here if she could show Rose she wasn't anyone to be trifled with.

But even after that, Sachiko wasn't done. Wanting to help seal the deal, she loomed over Rose's weary and limp body, raising her foot to stomp it down several times over her stomach and chest and driving Rose against the chair in the process! If Rose recovered, this way she would still come off worse for wear. If she didn't, it would be even better!

With that matter settled, Sachiko took a step back, looking over her handiwork. The referee took her place at her side, holding up her hand as she began to count for Rose to rise. "One! Two! Three!"
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Rose Gold was limp. Her skull cracked against the chair. The pretty blonde's mouth hung open. Her eyes too, were open, but unfocused. In this moment of peace the Sinister Siren looked sweet. Serene. She wasn't going anywhere. The ref appeared confidant she could count to 70.

And then Sachiko's boots fell like hail upon her lithe body! Each one rocking her against the canvas and causing the back of her neck to clang against the chair beneath her! Her pert young breasts and belly crushed by the cruel attacks!

Every stomp came with a choking, gasping, cough! Her eyes widened with instinctual panic. The stomping had jump started her system. But it had also left her shamelessly drooling om the canvas.

The referee was saying something... Rose Gold couldn't be sure what. All she could hear was a steady ringing. Sachiko came into view. She was grinning with her hands on her hips... the smug bitch. What was she doing here?

"Wah! Wah! Wah!" Was all she could hear from the referee as she loomed over her, throwing up fingers. She wished she'd just go away! Everything hurt. And her screaming in her face was making it worse...

"-Ven!" Her words were beginning to take shape. Rose Gold's eyes widened! "EIGHT!" The crowd. There was a crowd and they were cheering! They were here to watch her lose! Just like Sachiko!

Her eyes narrowed... She knew she couldn't stand. But she wouldn't lose.

"NINE!" And so she rolled. Her little body sliding out of danger. Away from Sachiko and the ref. And under the ropes.

"TE-" She landed daintily on her feet with a wince. Using the apron... She was up.

"She's up! FIGHT!" cried the ref! And the crowd went wild!
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Sachiko almost couldn't believe it had been that easy herself. Granted, she had knocked Rose headfirst onto a folding chair, and stomped on her several times afterward, but with the hype Rose Gold had behind her, Sachiko couldn't help but expect something more. The match seemed like it had hardly begun, but already Rose was down, and the count just grew higher and higher. At first, Sachiko was confused. But then, the realization set in that she had taken down such a rising star in no time flat, and the excitement shot straight to her head. The delinquent's eyes grew wider as she flashed a grin, turning back from her beaten foe to raise her hands to the crowd.

It didn't matter that the fans were more excited that Rose was getting beaten than that it was Sachiko doing the deed. As far as Sachiko saw it, there was no such thing as bad publicity, and it was better to be feared than to be loved - and this would inspire both, surely! She turned to a turnbuckle, climbing it as she waved her hands to the crowd. "Yeah, you saw it! You saw what it was! This is MY ring! I run this place! Any of you bitches think you can take me? You're gonna end up like her! Y'see that? HEY! Cameras! Over here! Get me in the shot, I got shit to say!"

While Sachiko was trying to grab the attention of the camera crew, however, Rose had her own plans. Just before the bell was about to announce Sachiko's victory, the blue-haired sukeban was informed that her opponent had gotten up! Sachiko looked back with a gasp. At first, she was aghast, her disappointment for Rose's less than spectacular performance apparently not being relieved once the blonde had proven that she was ready to go longer after all. But that would soon give way to anger and determination, as Sachiko hopped off the apron, now prepared to finish what she started! "Okay, fine! Be that way! If you really think you can take me...come at me!" She beckoned to Rose, challenging the lightweight to make her move!
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Sachiko was yelling all sorts of things. To be honest, Rose hadn't the first idea of what those things were. They all came in fuzzy and muffled. She knew that it was a blessing however. She was certain she would find the woman's words irritating.

She allowed Sachiko's boasts to continue. Even allowing her to hop off the apron and confront her face to face without interception. Allow, made it sound benevolent. The reality was that she was built on a foundation of sand.

Her legs were weak and her head throbbed. She'd already been through hell against a genuine heavyweight in the first round. The terrible brain buster she'd suffered was heaped upon the copious abuse that had already been dealt her lithe body. Beneath her sultry attire were bruises and welts. She was suffering.

She thought to open her mouth with a snarky retort. But knew that only a pained moan would escape. Instead she brought her fists up and took a deep breath.

Long had she depended on cheap heel tactics and surprising her foe with erotic trappings. But for the moment she planned to cast that aside. And only... for a moment. She allowed the lecherous sadist that was Rose Gold fall away.

She braced herself. Allowing the girl who was once a junior champion Judoka to take over. Then. With an arrogant smile, she waved Sachiko on. Returning her invitation.

"...Unless... You're scared..." She rasped. Putting the 'Bitch who runs this place' on the spot. She hoped that it would lead her to rush recklessly. To fall prey to her mastery of judo. And because Rose Gold knew... If she took a step towards Sachiko... She'd stumble and fall.
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Sachiko couldn't help but giggle as she heard Rose groan ineptly. Really? This was the best she could manage? If Rose crumpled this easily, Sachiko had no idea how she even made it to the second round. If she had bothered to watch her prior matches, she might have known why Rose was this way, but Sachiko couldn't bother with such things. She didn't care unless the attention was on herself. Either way, she knew that Rose was definitely going down!

"Not talkin', huh? That's fine, that's fine...I've already heard everything I've wanted to know," Sachiko continued, stepping up closer to Rose as she tapped her fist into her palm. She took a stance, her feet spread and a grin on her face as she faced down at the blonde, ready for anything. However, before Sachiko could make a move, Rose did manage to say something - and it was something that gave the delinquent pause. She stopped, her brow furrowing, as she looked down at her foe with a scowl. "Hey-! I am not! Why would I be scared of a shrimp like you, anyway?"

Her teeth clenched. Sachiko might have tried to talk like she was unaffected, but really, Rose had succeeded at getting under her skin. Sachiko wasn't scared, though - she was mad! She wanted her opponent to take her seriously, as the fearsome ruthless sukeban she was! And if she thought otherwise, it meant Sachiko just wanted to go to further lengths to prove her wrong by any means she could! Hoping to shut her up, Sachiko grabbed for Rose, where she would attempt to pull her up her by the throat and lift her for a chokeslam! Sachiko wasn't all that strong compared to others in the league, but with the size difference between the two she thought she could pull it off - and besides, she had force of will on her side.
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Rose fought every cruel bone in her body not to grin. She'd managed to rope Sachiko into her rhythm. She was a powerful woman. But she was still her junior. Still eager to prove herself and vulnerable to mental attacks that targeted that specific insecurity.

Sachiko lunged, practically foaming at the mouth! Her hand shot for Rose's throat! The moment of truth. Rose tapped into the well of energy she'd managed to build since getting back to her feet.

She fell forward, past Sachiko's arm, almost as if she was giving her a hug. It looked like a stumble, but her movements were silken. Simultaneously, her left arm wrapped about Sachiko's waist. Desperately she grasped at Sachiko's other wrist and pulled it across her body. She secured her body beside Sachiko's in less than a second. And due to her diminutive size, she had no problem getting her hip beneath Sachiko's!

Then, in a flash of feline grace, she bucked her body upwards! She hoisted Sachiko, forward momentum and all, up onto her own hip. She rolled Sachiko along the joint and off of her feet! Dumping her onto the back of her neck (or top of her head if she was especially unlucky!) With a wonderfully executed Judo Hip Throw!

That was, unless Sachiko was able to counter the piece of technical grappling. Little Rose Gold was battered and weakened. She was smaller than Sachiko, and though wiley, at a clear disadvantage. This throw, while technically sound... Was a gambit that brought both women to the ground!
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Sachiko could see it all now. She had her fingers ready to grasp around the lightweight's throat, and given the blonde's small size, it would surely be possible to bring her down in what was both a devastating blow and an impressive display of Sachiko's strength. This would surely make Rose think twice about messing with her again.

But to Sachiko's shock, she wouldn't get to Rose in time! Before she knew it, the girl had moved forward, dodging her attempt to grab her with one swift motion! Her eyes widened in shock, and soon she felt Rose pull her arm down as well. Sachiko looked on in disbelief. There was no way this was going to work, she thought to herself. No way Rose could possibly overpower someone who dwarfed her in size! And yet, her balance began to teeter over, threatening to give out. Could this really be happening!?

It was! Much to Sachiko's shock, she went falling to the side, landing with a thud as Rose deposited her on the mat below! With how Sachiko had come charging forward, she'd provided her half of the force Rose needed to take her off her feet; all she needed to be pushed in the right direction. Now, she had come down hard, and for a moment, she was left dazed.

It took Sachiko a few seconds to come to her senses, as she blinked a few times, looking up through the haze at where Rose had fallen in front of her. It seemed the discrepancies in size had left their mark after all, as Rose had been pulled completely off her feet! Seeing this, Sachiko grit her teeth, shaking the cobwebs out of her head as she saw an opportunity to seize on. She rolled herself onto her back, then reached outward to grab Rose by the hair and pull her in closer. "Where...do ya think you're goin'?" she hissed, pulling her between her legs as she prepared to clamp down a headscissor!
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Rose Gold had successfully maneuvered Sachiko and dumper onto the canvas with an expert throw! "Ippon". She said grinning. The term signifying a point for her side.

All she had to do now was get back to her feet and take advantage of the opportunity she'd bought for herself! And yet... Her lithe form wouldn't move. At least not at the pace she'd like.

Her movements were stiff... Stilted. She was still suffering from the beating she'd taken earlier... After all... She'd only barely met the ten count.

Sachiko stirred immediately as well... And before she could escape, the smaller girl found her head snapped straight into Sachiko's crotch by her hair! Her scalp burned, but she knew that was the lesser of suffering she was in for!

"W-wait! Stop! This position is weird!" She cried out, placing her hands against Sachiko's inner thighs! Her face hovering only inches from her crotch. Rose Gold of course had been in such a place many a time... Most of them by choice.

However, she hoped that she might be able to buy some time... Or some opening by distracting Sachiko. If not now... Then perhaps in the future. The reality was, Rose Gold needed to win this battle with her mind... As her body was still on the verge of quitting!
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Rose might have been smaller and lighter, and perhaps less durable. But she was still swift, and even when Sachiko was larger she was able to use her own momentum against her. Sachiko had intended to be the one throwing Rose into the canvas, but instead she would end up laid flat herself when Rose threw her over her shoulders, causing her to wipe out on the ground!

Sachiko had to catch her breath as she looked up from where she had landed, getting a better sense of her surroundings. Such a survey proved enough for her to look across at her opponent, seeing that she was stiff and weary as she tried to get up. Sachiko had still done a number on her, after all, and hoisting that much weight over her back couldn't have been the most agreeable to her spine. It looked like she still had a chance yet!

With Rose on the ground, Sachiko just needed her a little closer to counter. Soon, the blonde's head was right between her legs, and her thighs were squeezing down on her temples as she brought the pressure to bear! Suddenly, being sore felt more worthwhile. Sachiko could ignore the fact that she hurt as long as she knew she still had a leg up on Rose.

"Weird? Pssh," Sachiko chuckled, as she brought her legs closer, looking to exert more pressure still. "Hon, you roll around and grab at other cute girls in tight outfits for a living. This ain't so bad." She winked at her. "'of course, it can be a whole lot worse if ya want..."
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"Hyaah~" Cried the ensnared wrestler shrilly. Sachiko had captured her between her thighs and immediately began to apply pressure! Rose Gold's face reddened as her face was forced closer to Sachiko's thinly veiled crotch.

Sachiko answered Rose's complaint quite logically. To be frank, Rose thought the same when she heard the complaints of her victims. On top of that, they should consider themselves lucky to be so close to a goddesses honeypot. It was naïve and pathetic...

That said... Pathetic was exactly what she was trying to seem. She knew that the cries of the prude only encouraged her to torment them more. To smother them with her body. To humiliate and use them. Because hurting them wasn't enough... And this cruelty was exactly what she attempted to draw out of her tormentor. The alternative... Was that she crushed her airways.

"W-wait! Don't!" Rose began to paw at Sachiko's legs! She began to kick her legs in a panic. Churning the canvas the same way a swimmer might after seeing a shark!

"I'm not like that! You! YOU PERVERT!" She lied, expertly.
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Sachiko laughed, tossing her head back. Rose's reaction made everything worth it, as she arched her back, drawing her legs closer together still to compress her head in between it. All the while, a stupid self-satisfied grin played over her face. She slid one hand behind her to hold herself in place, propping herself up off the canvas, but she was perfectly content to stay here with Rose in her clutches! Hearing the girl's cries and seeing her desperate struggles only amused her further, and the chuckle that left her proved as much.

"Yeah, I am!" Sachiko said, winking down at Rose all the while. "Why don'cha tell me something I didn't know, hm?" Rose might have intended to get a word in edgewise on Sachiko that way, but the blue-haired girl wore it like a badge of pride. She was a pervert, and she didn't care what anyone else thought about it. In fact, this was only giving her ideas. Just choking Rose out wouldn't be enough. If Sachiko really wanted to hit the point home, she would go a little further - and she started to push herself further down her body, looking to plant herself down to sit right on the blonde's face!
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Sachiko's legs crushed Rose Gold's skull like a vice! Her head pounded and burned in thrumming agony! The chair shot she'd taken earlier was rearing its ugly head!

"Haaahn! ITAIII!" She screamed, her eyes closing tightly. She had been acting before... But now, her farce became reality! She could feel Sachiko breaking her!

Her nails raked at the canvas before her palm pressed flat to it. She thought about tapping. The impulse was only deflected because somewhere in her pain addled mind she knew it didn't matter. It wouldn't end the match. And so she cried out in suffering. Her sweet voice stimulating Sachiko's thighs.

The crushing pain halted for just a moment. Long enough for Rose to open her eyes and receive Sachiko's admission of deviancy.

Beleaguered by pain, Rose panted against Sachiko's crotch as her half-lidded eyes met Sachiko's. Her head swam... She was dizzy and couldn't even find the strength to pretend.

She offered no resistance as the lights of the arena were shut out. Her world instead, becoming clouded by Sachiko's panties. Her mouth opened and her eyes went wide!

To Sachiko it likely looked like horror. Especially as the Venomous Vixen moaned against her sensitive, smothering crotch. The truth was something different entirely.

Sachiko's indulgence was a ray of light that cut through the haze of the lightweight's suffering. The moment she'd been waiting for. Sachiko... Just didn't know it yet!
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Sachiko threw her head back and laughed. While she wasn't normally an outright sadist, she couldn't help herself when Rose's reactions were so perfect. Being able to get a cutie like her between her legs, and to know she was out of luck, the life steadily being pressed out of her lungs...what was more to love, really?

"You're cute, y'know that?" Sachiko chuckled, as she moved her way forward over the blonde, getting into position to sit down over her face and block off her airways right at the source. Rose's cries became muffled against her rear, but Sachiko didn't need to hear anything to know that Rose was surely not enjoying herself right now.

"Yeah...guess all we gotta do is wait now, eh?" She ground her ass back and forth against Rose's face for good measure, quite literally rubbing things in. "I don't see ya getting out of this any time soon...sooooo we might as well enjoy the ride~"
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Rose Gold's hands weakly fell upon Sachiko's thighs. Her fingers pressed against them, perhaps a final futile attempt to pull her off? Except... That wasn't quite what was happening. Her fingers strained and pulled Sachiko against her.

"Mmmph!" Came a muffled whine from beneath Sachiko. "Mmmm!" It sounded like struggled moans... But that couldn't be further from the truth.

Rose Gold's legs stopped kicking. Her soles braced against the canvas. Her breathing stabilized as the panic fluttered away, as if it had never been there at all. And perhaps most telling... Her nipples hardened against the tight fabric of her leotard.

The Sinister Siren's feigned failure had paid off in a way she couldn't have possibly have predicted. Sachiko had placed her most sensitive place within reach of Rose Gold's fabled Golden Tongue.

Her mouth worked diligently upon Sachiko's exposed underside. Her nose pressed against her as her tongue did things to Sachiko that would make a porn star blush. Her biceps flexed as she kept the delinquent trapped in the most dangerous place she'd been all match!

It became suddenly and terribly clear, that as per Sachiko's recommendations... Rose Gold was enjoying the ride! And that she sought to bring Sachiko's composure to an explosive halt.
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Sachiko's confident, smug grin had now become a full-on gleaming smile as she sat atop Rose like a queen on her throne, towering over her. She thrust out her chest and beamed, giving no heed even to the boos coming her way. It didn't matter what all these low-lifes in the audience thought. Sachiko was on her way to triumphing over even the toughest of competition in the tournament, and it would prove to everyone she was a force to be reckoned with.

Indeed, she was feeling the frantic struggles of the girl beneath her slow down, as though she was giving up the will to fight. Rose was growing fainter; it was harder for her to move herself. Sachiko was only growing more excited, knowing what this surely meant. She was growing closer to unconsciousness, when Sachiko would emerge the winner.

And then...she felt it. Something warm and moist pressing between her legs, following the contours of her lower body. Even now, with her airways trapped beneath Sachiko's behind, Rose Gold had found a way to launch her counterattack! At first, Sachiko seemed surprised, jolting up with wide eyes as her back arched. "Hey, what are you-" Then, her face began to flush red as the arousal rose in her, her body quivering. And then, a less than dignified moan wormed its way out of her throat.

Sachiko couldn't put up with this right now! She was supposed to be confident and in control, and that wouldn't do when she was unable to control her own baser instincts. "H-Hey..! S-Stop that, you-!" Sachiko hissed, biting her lip and shuddering. As her body trembled, she was finding it harder to focus, let alone to hold onto her opponent. Slowly but steadily she teetered back from her position, freeing more space for the blonde.
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"Mmnph!" Rose moaned lewdly. Was it necessary? Certainly not. But she wanted Sachiko to know... She was enjoying herself. This wasn't the act of a desperate woman willing to do anything to get away. This was a full on attack. In the first degree.

As Sachiko teetered, Rose Gold relented. Though it was only for a moment. She drew in a deep gasping breath. And then grinning like a shark said "Itadakimaaaaaasu!" The essential Japanese pre meal saying. Roughly. I humbly receive.

Rose Gold's legs entwined about Sachiko like twin vipers. Her mouth latched onto her womanhood like a cobra's strike. With the smother becoming less and less intense, it lessened the muffling of the hungry lewd sounds coming from Rose Gold as she devoured her 'precious kohai'.

Sachiko's trembling only urged her forward. The Sinister Siren sought to bring shrill cries from her overconfident opponent. To bring her shamefully into bliss, with her crotch still covered, in front of the whole world. First came the pleasure, the sweet taste of Sachiko's surrender. Then would come the humiliation. Followed by the anger. If things went according to plan... That is when the Venomous Vixen would truly strike!

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Sachiko was beginning to draw back away from Rose. A blush still tinged her cheeks, her mind straying elsewhere, and the throes of the pleasurable sensations coming from beneath her made it harder for her to steady her body against its twitching and shuddering. The ground that was Rose's face had been cleared. She looked to be in position to free herself - but rather than do that, she seized on the opportunity to double down on what she was doing to the blue-haired sukeban. Sachiko was thrown back, with Rose's legs locked around her to hold her in place - and she was powerless to resist it!

"Y-YEEEEEOWWW!!" she squealed, sounding more like a frightened schoolgirl than the brutish, boisterous ruffian she postured herself as - a fact that only embarrassed Sachiko further. But she had no time to be embarrassed now. She was in deep trouble! Sachiko needed to get out of this before things grew worse, even as she gasped and shuddered against the sucking sensations around her groin. Her eyelid twitched, and her teeth ground together. Sachiko tried to arch her back and raise her hips in an attempt to buck Rose off of her, hoping to leverage the way she had clung to her to send her flying!
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To say that Rose Gold was feasting was an understatement. The sounds that emerged from the sweet kisses being delivered against Sachiko's crotch were...impure to say the least. She couldn't help but stifle her word for just a moment to appreciate Sachiko's howling.

It was at about that moment that Sachiko began to buck! Rose Gold's head swam. The position of comfort she had assumed beneath Sachiko had offered her brief respite from the damage she'd suffered. But now, as she was shaken up, it returned.

Her grip weakened as her vision became spotty. And then a moment later she found herself rolling across the ring. She had the sense to get onto her knees. But she didn't really remember all of how she'd gotten there.

She grinned, putting on a show of confidence, even as she suffered. "My, Kouhai. Did you wet yourself?" She spat the words like poison arrows. She knew how humiliated Sachiko was feeling. It made her vile heart flutter.

However... It sank as she took note of the bat near the disoriented Sachiko's side. It lay on the canvas, just within reach... And Rose didn't even have the sense to not look panicked!
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At last, Sachiko had bucked her opponent off of her, sending her across the ring. The sukeban rose up to her feet soon after, panting for breath. Her legs quivered; the sensations going through her groin were still making themselves known, and her stilted gait betrayed how sore she felt. She had been brought to the brink, freeing herself just before the sensations grew too much to bear. Sachiko was normally someone to appreciate getting up close and personal, but Rose had turned that against her. And Sachiko could hardly enjoy herself when her opponent had it out to humiliate her.

Something that Rose did again, in fact, as she called out to Sachiko, mocking her. A few laughs went through the stands at this, causing the delinquent to clench her teeth with a glare. Indeed, she felt a wet spot forming between her legs, probably seeping through her shorts; could everyone see that? If so, Sachiko was really in trouble. She should have been the one doing the humiliation, yet here Rose was making a spectacle of her in front of everyone!

"S-Shut UP!" Sachiko screamed back at her, stomping a foot against the mat in rage. She looked around, and that was where her eyes settled on the baseball bat she had carried into the ring. She had in case she'd need insurance, and it looked like this was the time. Grabbing it, Sachiko barreled toward Rose as fast as she could, holding the bat overhead. She needed to turn this around, and fast. She could only hope this would do the trick!
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Rose Gold watched Sachiko through one eye. The other, forced closed to help cope with the pounding ache in her head. Even with only half her vision she could see how unstable Sachiko was.

Stammering and screaming... Her 'kouhai''s composure had broken. She'd not intended to endure any level of humiliation from her cruel lightweight opponent. Like an animal backed into a corner, she bared her fangs. Or at least... Her baseball bat.

Rose let out a huff of air as Sachiko rushed recklessly towards her! The Venomous Vixen had very little left in her... And so... economy of energy was important.

Rose leaned back against the ropes and allowed them to give her a bit of momentum before she clumsily staggered out to meet her!

Both women charged at each other. Rose Gold, on unsteady legs. Sachiko, on wings of rage. As Sachiko brought the bat to bear, Rose fell.

Well, not precisely. She seemingly tripped. Her momentum changing levels in a dive. A dive that became a boneless tumble and resulted in her returning to her feet!

She carried the momentum into a leap, her heels pressing into the second rope as she used it like a spring! She allowed the momentum to launch her light weight body through the air! Turning and smashing her crotch into Sachiko's unsuspecting face!

She twisted! And tried to bring Sachiko's body down with a hurricanrana... It was either that... Or she was about to go for a very uncomfortable ride, as it left her in the powerbomb position.
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Sachiko was seeing red, an appropriate analogy indeed when she was charging for Rose like an enraged bull. She had her dead in her sights, and she wasn't about to slow down for anything until she had her crushed. Her baseball bat was held overhead, and Sachiko was ready to bring it down as soon as the right opportunity presented itself.

Rose had gotten Sachiko good. She was off her game, and she had been shaken by her dirty tactics - in multiple senses of the word. Even if the delinquent would just as readily use the same techniques herself, it didn't matter - she didn't enjoy being on the receiving end! But Sachiko knew she had been winning up to this point. She had given Rose a good few blows, and that was sure to wear her down. Even now, her strength was flagging. This was the moment Sachiko counted on. This was what would determine who would win and who wouldn't. Sachiko just needed to take out Rose, and the final round would be hers!

Those thoughts kept Sachiko going. They were what crossed her mind as she stared Rose down, holding her bat aloft, and prepared for the impact.

And just then, Rose slipped. She fell. Sachiko's steps slowed just a little. Was this the best Rose could do? She might as well be handing victory to the sukeban at this rate. Sachiko chuckled, awaiting the seeming inevitability of her victory. And then...everything changed. Rose rolled on past her, jumping back to her feet, and then hopped to the ropes before springing off and back at her opponent!

"The hell..!?" Sachiko skidded to a stop, astounded by the display of athleticism and balance she had just seen from the lightweight. Either she was just leading her on with that fall, or she truly had the mastery to turn her slip into such a graceful act...either was impressive! With Sachiko awestruck, she couldn't defend herself - and the next thing she knew, Rose had landed on her shoulders, poised right for the hurricanrana!
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Rose Gold landed daintily atop Sachiko's shoulders! Her legs wrapped about the back of Sachiko's neck as her hands grasped her Kouhai's hair to keep from falling off of her entirely. Her head throbbed and her stomach churned... No doubt the result of the constant punishment her skull had taken. She had suffered her fair share of offense this match and this maneuver was to be her swan song!

"Sorry kiddo. Looks like you're a few years too early to be playing with the adults! Better luck-" She interrupted her sentence with a grunt of effort. The muscles in her thighs tensed and her ankles locked tightly. The pressure generated from the squeeze enough to turn the delinquent's face a pleasant shade of pink. A byproduct of the squeeze was the Venomous Vixen's fragrant flower being forced against Sachiko's airways!

"-NEXT TIME!" She roared as she threw her body backwards, using her weight to throw Sachiko off balance and turn her top over teakettle! The hurricanrana would put the woman on her back if she was successful! And it would leave Rose mounted atop her. Locked in a crotch smothering triangle choke... Rose Gold's most devastating submission hold, The Midas Clutch.

However... If Sachiko was able to maintain her balance, it would leave Rose in dire straights. She knew she lacked the strength to force anything beyond this... Much like the evasive maneuver that got her here, it was a technique that relied on clever application of body weight and momentum, not on strength. Her muscles were at their limits. They were all but useless, save for her powerful legs. And as lovely as they were, they would be of little help in preventing her from having her head spiked into the canvas from the upside down position she'd put herself in!
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Sachiko couldn't believe this! She had every right to be dominating Rose right now. She had just a moment ago been perched atop her face, using the blonde as little more than glorified furniture with which to set the stage for her victory. Yet Rose had emerged regardless, and even as Sachiko charged her with the bat held high, she would simply throw herself onto her shoulders to lock her legs into place!

"GHHK-!!" Sachiko hissed through her clenched teeth, her hands reaching up to try to grab at the shapely legs now holding off her trachea, but all she could do was paw and grope aimlessly at Rose's thighs. The longer this went on, the more her cheeks flushed hot, from shame as much as lack of oxygen. It was humiliating, she thought, being talked down to - especially by a woman who was so much smaller and, in some ways, "underdeveloped" compared to Sachiko herself. Even at 19, Sachiko could easily pass for Rose's senior, and she prided herself on that. Her rough, daredevil attitude and disdain for authority led her to drinking, smoking, and raising chaos before she was legally supposed to, and it only encouraged her more to know she was violating social order. By all means, she was an older soul. But Sachiko was still young, ultimately. Still naïve and clueless. She was young enough not to know any better - and because of that, she was paying for her arrogance!
Though Rose might have been the smaller of the two, she was still a practiced jiu-jitsu practitioner, and she knew the right ways to turn her opponents' size against them. Such was the case now, as she flipped backward, knocking Sachiko's sense of balance out from under her! The blue-haired girl cried out in shock as she went toppling to the ground, landing with a thud that shook the canvas. She was caught now with Rose sitting on top of her, straddling her face, as she held down even more pressure. Sachiko let out a few more hoarse gags, her body twitching as the breath was being wrung from her little by little. It was bad enough when she was weary from the match, but now Rose was going the extra mile! With a shaky hand, Sachiko tried to reach up and grab onto Rose, to do something. But then, as she took in one last wheeze, that hand fell at her side, as her arm went limp!
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Rose Gold landed atop Sachiko as they bodies tumbled head over heels in tandem! The tangle of forms ended with Sachiko's back pressed to the canvas. And Rose's crotch pressed against Sachiko's face!

The shock of tbe landing brought a quiet "unf" from Rose Gold as all of the aches of the match jostled about inside her battle-weary body. The feeling of her opponent's features forced against her sensitive undercarriage brought a familiar pink flush to her cheeks... The groaning and oanting turned that light hue to a passionate tomato red.

Her ankles crossed under Sachiko's head as the Caustic Cutie tightened the triangle choke, gagging and suffocating Sachiko against her sensitive inner thighs. The two women whimpered in chorus, though their energies were very much in opposition. Sachiko wheezing as her light faded... Rose panting as heat built, burning against Sachiko's lips.

The Brutal Blonde watched as Sachiko's hand approached through half-lidded eyes... This was normally when she was grinding against her trapped foe...

Not tonight however. Tonight her frail form was ruined with fatigue... She panicked as she saw Sachiko struggle, meek as it might be. Her hands shot to Sachiko's hair as she grasped it roughly! She pulled her face tighter into the submission, deeper into her core!

And sighed in relief as Sachiko's arm went limp! She retained the hold... The ref girl looked on in concern as Rose asserted herself atop her kouhai in a sudden surge of confidence. She shook her hips causing her butt to jiggle pleasantly against her unconscious opponent as she cinched it just a little deeper...

And finally... She let go, falling forward on hands and knees. She gasped and panted... Exhausted from the effort she'd put into KO'ing Sachiko. Her thinly veiled sex still hung over Sachiko's face, though no longer smothered it. Her leotard dark with arousal and saliva.
She looked to the ref girl wordlessly... Wondering if she'd even give the sleeping delinquent a ten count... praying she'd stay down...
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The blood was running to Sachiko's cheeks as she tried to hold in what little reserves of breath she had after fighting such a grueling battle. But against the pressure Rose was bearing down on her, little by little that stamina was draining away from her, and the tremors that shook her body said as much. Sachiko's face rubbed up closer to Rose's groin, brushing the space in between her legs with her lips in a gesture much like the lightweight had used on her a moment before. But while Rose had targeted Sachiko's stamina, and her own perversions, in a deliberate attack, Sachiko's efforts were nothing more than the fatigued gasps of her dying resolve. It hardly won Sachiko any favors. Her last hope rest in if she would be able to pull Rose away, to break her hold on her. But that was impossible - her strength gave out then and there, her arm falling flat.

One last gasp left Sachiko's body, but it was barely audible, muffled as it was into her opponent's form. Feeling the yank on her scalp, her body stirred for just a moment, and she moaned in pain. But she could do nothing to escape her fate, as her head was buried in the hot, moist prison that was Rose Gold's body. All her senses had been enveloped. She couldn't see a thing, she could barely breathe. It was a position that some would have killed to be in. It was a position that Sachiko would have killed to be in, if it were in any other context!

But it would only last a few short seconds before all went black, and Sachiko was limp in Rose's grasp. When the blonde finally released her, she flopped lifelessly onto the mat, her hair splayed out around her, and her mouth hanging open in a silent gape. Her eyes were glazed over, and her body limp.
"One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven!"

No amount of time would save her at this rate, though. Sachiko was out. She wouldn't be coming around until some time later. The count was little more than a formality at this point.

"Eight! Nine! TEN!"

The bell sounded, and with that, it was over. So too was Sachiko's chance at winning the tournament, and so too was her undefeated streak in LAW! In one night, Rose had taken all that from her, and she was on her way up! Now, there was only one more round to go that would determine the course of the competition!

Winner by knockout: Rose Gold