SS '14 British Invasion! feat. Tatsuki Vs. Gwendolyn

Elegant or not Gwendolynâ€s solution to her little predicament worked nevertheless. All her class and proper mannerisms went out the window with that last manuever, her frustration at how the match was going so far boiling over. Clutching her chest with one hand while briefly resting on her knees, the sound and sight of Gwenâ€s vicious clothesline instantly deflated the audience. Gwen was more than happy to put an end to all their incessant chanting for the so-called ‘super athleteâ€. Sticking her nose up in the air and breathing out a sigh of relief at having put end to all that momentum, she was starting to get her composure back when she flinched at the sight of Tatsuki shuffling around.

The irate aristocrat gave Tat little time to recover off the mat, rushing back to the fallen athlete and leaping on her back to keep her grounded. Digging her hands into the back of Tatsukiâ€s head Gwen decided to therapeutically vent her frustrations by flattening Tatsukiâ€s face into the mat with several yanks, practically hopping up and down herself in rhythm. After that little romp Gwen seated herself on Tatsuki lower back with her legs outstretched, looking out into the mindless masses with an annoyed grimace at the people who had ruined the heiress†brilliant over the top rope counter. All this “good will” and “fan support” nonsense was starting to make Gwen nauseous.

Scooching her curvy rump forward, Gwen draped each of Tatsukis arms over her legs and clasped her hands together under the athleteâ€s chin, rearing back in the camel clutch until Tat could feel the back of her head rub against Gwens cushiony chest. It may have taken a few…missteps, but the match was finally on its proper course.

"Ughhh..." Were the mumbling sounds that were coming out of little Tatsuki's mouth after being forcefully smashed down backwards into the mat and rolling onto her front by Gwen. She really hated always rolling backwards onto her chest or rolling even more when getting hit by a Clothesline every time, but she seriously cannot help that with her small size and light weight. If only she hadn't really fallen for that facade that the Princess did and was ready for it, then Tatsuki would still have been in control over the elegant woman and the crowd would still be cheering wildly and happily for the little athlete.

In her current position the Fantasy Heroine is sitting ducks but she has no time to react to anything right now and needs time to get back up, something that she obviously wasn't going to have at all anytime soon. Just when Tatsuki was about to put her hands on the mat to push herself up, she feels herself being pushed down into the canvas as Gwen takes a hard seat on her back. "Oof!" It completely flattened the poor girl down and she knew something bad was going to happen.

The next thing Tatsuki knew, the back of her head was grabbed and the Imperial one yanks it back before slamming her face down hard into the mat multiple times repeatedly. "Ow! Ouch! Ow!!" It was a rain of slams that felt like it wouldn't end, each bash more painful then the next all while also feeling Gwen's nice curvy butt bounce on the athlete's back. The crowd was just in a major uproar of boos directed towards Gwendolyn nonstop, even after she stops bashing the athlete's face in and it only got worse once she turned to look at the crowd with dirty looks which also results in people giving the woman insults and middle fingers.

After the bashing was all over little Tatsuki brings her hands up to her face to cover it up not out of humiliation but because it hurt a lot thanks to the slamming, this was so far the second time that kind of thing has happened to her, the first being from her match with GreatForce. "Owwww...." Because of the fact that Gwen was still sitting on the petite athlete's back she knew it was not over at all, this was proved right as the Imperial one scooches her curvy butt a bit and pulls Tatsuki's arms back to drape over her fine thighs before she pulls Tatsuki's head back by her chin, executing a Camel Clutch on the Super Athlete. "G-geh...!" Tatsuki grunts as she is bent backwards the agonizing submission hold, unable to to do anything so far to break free due to lack of leverage.

The heiress had a lot of ground to cover in this match, especially after being outright embarrassed by Tatsuki and her flighty antics. The last few minutes of the match had felt like a blur of over the top counters and missile dropkicks that floored the poor heiress, but now thanks to Gwenâ€s brilliant though not so elegant countermeasure she intended to use her comfy new perch to make Tatsuki regret ever asking for this match in the first place. Gwendolyn was beginning to get a little irate at people questioning her abilities. She had more than proven her point to Asuka Kotori, and now Tatsuki would simply be another name added to her list of obviously jealous nay-sayers put down for the count.

Gwendolyn gritted her teeth as she viciously yanked back on Tatsukis chin until her eyes looked upwards towards the lights on the roof. Tatsukiâ€s body practically contorted into a J-shape from the pressure with many fans wincing from the sight. Content she squeezed every scream of pain she could from the heroine, Gwen eventually eased up on the camel clutch and let Tatâ€s head hang limply in front of her. The heiress looked out over the audience with a devious smile on her face as she reveled in all the jeers, boos and insults the audience could let her hear, answering their petty outrage with a playful wink and blowing a kiss to her ‘fansâ€. It was so easy to win these peons over to Gwens side, she knew just the trick actually. Eventually the heiress would switch her position until Tatsukiâ€s neck rested in the crook of her left arm leaving Gwenâ€s other arm free to gently start fondling the heroineâ€s modestly sized chest with gentle caresses.

“You know...when we first met you seemed to be having some difficulty pronouncing my name~…” Gwen whispered these words tenderly into Tatsukiâ€s ear intending to fluster and tease the poor athlete from her dominant position. She would wrench in the head lock while still lovingly fondling Tat's shapely orb. Tatsuki may even be able to feel Gwen deliberately rub her crotch into her strained lower back. “So why not tell everyone right now, Tatsuki-chan? Say my name so all your fans so they can hear you~….” The reaction from the audience would be a mix of rooting for Tatsuki to work her out of the hold and people simply cheering to see more of Gwenâ€s teasing.

From seated face bashing to seated back stretching, things instantly were worse for Tatsuki as she is subjected to the pain of the infamous Camel Clutch submission. Since she was so very flexible thanks to her athletic training, it wasn't hard at all to bend the black haired heroine back as much as Gwen was pulling into the J-shape she is in and this also helps limit some of the pain of her poor back but it still hurts all the same nonetheless. Tatsuki grunted and groaned as her chin was pulled away, not planning on letting out any screams for her opponent to hear at all before her head was released for a second to hang down, letting the girl breathe for a second while trying to think of something. "Haaaa... haaaa...."

Even though she had a quick break from the pain and tried to take some time to breathe with it, Tatsuki was more then ready to endure whatever Gwen planned to do to hurt the petite athlete even more in this position. She can hear the crowds negative shout outs and boos at the Imperial one and it makes the girl relieved over knowing their support for her. When the Princess brought the girl's head back up to rest on her arm, she completely braced herself for what was next, however it seriously wasn't what she was expecting at all.

"Uwah?? Ahhhh~..." Never in her life had Tatsuki expected Gwendolyn to fondle and grope her breasts like this, which shoot the little athlete's eyes open wide and moans escape from her mouth at the sudden pleasure. This instantly made the poor girl's face turn beat red and the way that the British Gymnast was whispering into her ears to tease Tatsuki made it worse, just from the way Gwen was specking into her ear along with being so gentle while fondling her breasts blew her mind away. What's more, Tatsuki can even feel that her rival was grinding her crotch against her back!

All of this was reminding the Super Athlete one of her previous matches with Reika Suzuka, the Elegant Viper, in which she lost miserably to and was subjected to the Camel Clutch in a similar way while listening to the snake's taunting. Ever since that match, Tatsuki vowed never to lose that way ever again and she will prove it with this match! With new found will and motivation the cyan clad Fantasy Heroine clenches her teeth tightly with determination filling her eyes and starts to move her legs forward while ignoring the Imperial one's "request" to slide them up forward and try to push herself up onto her knees with the help of her legs with all of the strength and muscles in her strong legs before lifting her arms up to dislodge them from around Gwen's thighs as Tatsuki then pushes herself forward while on all fours to buck her hips in an attempt to completely force the Imperial heiress off of her while letting out a sudden war cry.

The heiress was known for being a quick study, and if there was one lesson Gwendolyn took away from her FWC match with Nikolette Tesla it was that flustered and emotionally compromised opponents made for easy marks. Hearing Tatsuki already start moaning out loud with that red-faced reaction from Gwens seductive charms brought a delighted smirk to her face, a slight shiver going up her spine from that sense of control over her opponent that that she yearned for in the ring. Presuming to hear the “super athlete” weakly groan out her name shortly there after, the heiress' eyes widened in shock from instead being thrust off her captured heroine and landing on her hands and knees in front of Tatsuki.

“Tch....fine then, enough of the carrot. Stick it is...,” Climbing back to her feet with a spring in her step, Gwen spun back and harshly yanked up Tatsuki by her hair and put her in a side headlock, wrenching it in while delivering a few clubbing forearm strikes to the athletes back. Gwendolyn had no intention of wasting her hard earned advantage in the match, Tatsuki hopefully losing some of her focus after the heiress†playful groping. The heiress was more offended at Tatsuki for rejecting her advances than surprised at the considerable amount of leg strength demonstrated by the petite warrior to catapult Gwen off her like that. Her mind swam with ways to break down the athlete, but for now she believed a small manner of retribution was in order, putting Tatsuki's free arm over her neck in preparation for the next manuever.

Bending forward until Gwen lifted up Tatâ€s leg of the mat, she intended to flip the heroine into a fishermanâ€s suplex and maintain her grip in the hold to secure a leg hook pin attempt. A small manner of comeuppance from the heiress who just a few moments ago was embarrassingly suplexed herself into a pin attempt, now letâ€s see how Tatsuki liked it!!

After all the times that Tatsuki had herself locked in a Camel Clutch during her training days and with her match with Reika Suzuka, she had finally found a way to escape from the dreadful submission and make herself the leverage to do it. Ironically, it was thanks to the Viper herself that helped the Super Athlete in that moment of desperation, whether she wants to like it or not. "Heh, I guess I will have to give you my thanks for that one, Reika..." Now she is on all fours taking a quick breather while massaging her neck, her face was still beat red thanks to the sudden sexual advances Gwen did on her but it slowly subsides as she breathes.

Just when the heroine was about to stand back up and spring into action, her soft and silky black hair gets violently grabbed and in a heartbeat Tatsuki is instantly back onto her feet, with her current destination being underneath the heiress' armpit in a side headlock. "Owowowowow!" That was seriously one something that the petite athlete hated with wrestling, the hair pulling! The hair pulling is the Achilles' Heel of any girl as it makes them stop moving the second it is grabbed, and they always do it in wrestling to force the girls back onto their feet.

But that wasn't the worst end of it, before Tatsuki instinctively brought her hands up to try and pry off her opponent's arms her back was hammered down by strikes from Gwen's arm, and since Tatsuki's back still hurt from the Camel Clutch each strike hurt more then it should have. A grunt of pain came out of the girl's mouth with each impact that came by, it was obvious that the Princess wanted to peel on the open wounds and make em worse. But thankfully, unlike most girls in times of sexual pleasure, Tatsuki had already got her keen focus back during the moment she escaped and she knows how to counter her opponents while in a Headlock like this, something that Gwen will soon learn the hard way.

During the hammering assault, the cyan clad Fantasy Hero waited for the right moment, and after one more strike and with the British Gymnast's arm up high, Tatsuki will raise her leg to knee her opponent hard in the stomach and she would knee her a few more times like how Gwen was doing to her. Next thing Tatsuki did, she wraps her arms around the Imperial one's waist tightly and would do a small quick hop to build some momentum before lifting Gwen back up over the athlete again, countering her with a Northern Lights Suplex as she slams Gwendolyn back first into the mat again, and once again she holds her opponent down for the pin and the ref-girl eagerly comes over to count.

"One...!"

Gwendolyn confidence in her abilities and capacity to regain control of this match grew with each clubbing strike to Tatsukiâ€s tenderized back. While she would have rather concentrated her efforts on one of Tatsukiâ€s legs to disable her movement, flexible athlete or not Tatsukis spine was assuredly still roughed up from that camel clutch. And Gwen would have gleefully continued her back bruising punishment if not for the knee strikes plowing into her toned gut.

“Nnngh!! Nnngh!!” Gwens entire body shook in tandem with each connecting knee strike, clenching her eyes shut with each breath of air kicked out of her. Her upper torso arching forward slower and slower, Gwen was having a hard time comprehending where someone Tatsukiâ€s size kept getting these reserves of energy. Briefly considering releasing the hold and backing off, Gwen gave out a high pitched yelp when she felt her opponents grubby hands wrap around her curvy waist. The minute she felt those dainty hands clasp around backside she knew what was coming.

“J-Just wait a-Yah!!” After a brief hop in place the heiress once again flipped upside inside out in yet another suplex maneuver and slamming her back into the mat. Gwen laid there with an annoyed look after the heroine practically stole her suplex idea, kicking her feet and shooting her arm up immediately at the two count. Nikolette had a tendency to resort to quick pin setups and the heiress barely had the energy to keep kicking out then, and she doubted she could handle Tatsuki the same way she dealt with the engineer. Rolling to her side, Gwendolyn quickily rose to one knee and eventually standing straight, one hand rubbing her sore back while maintaining eye contact on her slippery opponent at all times finally.

Tatsuki was able to get back in control of the tempo of the match thanks to her escape from the Camel Clutch, as well as countering Gwen's hammer assault on her back with a Northern Lights Suplex. Since using suplexes was the cyan heroine specialty aside from aerial techniques, the motion and angles in which Tatsuki pulled off while performing the suplex and the German Suplex from earlier were perfect, even up to the angle of when the girl was on her toes and the balls of her feet. But of course, since it's still early in the match the heiress wasn't going to stay down as she kicked out at the 2 count.

Once the pin was broken, while Gwen rolled to one side, Tatsuki rolled to the other but unlike her opponent, she rolls onto all fours again before pushing herself up onto her feet. Her eyes were locked with her fellow athlete's own as they both stood up, and while she has the chance Tatsuki brings both of her arms up to use her massaging skills to help ease the pain and sores in her back to help relax them before continuing, and no matter how many times she does it, her own massages feel good.

It definitely was quite a stand off as the two athletic British wrestlers stared each other down and not moving, and it was kinda boring little Tatsuki. After finishing up with her self massaging the petite athlete brings her arms up so she can be ready for whatever the Princess has in store for her, not intending to fall for any dirty tricks again. To make it more suspenseful, Tatsuki starts to move sideways from her position to circle her opponent. While she was at it, Tatsuki was hoping that Gwendolyn would move around in the same way in the opposite direction so that they can circle each other in the ring like two tigers in a cage getting ready to duke it out. "Now, who will make the first move here?"

Calm, cool composure was a staple of Gwens trademark stylish persona, an ineffable visage of grace and elegance…..though thatâ€s not to say it hasnâ€t been a tad thoroughly tested by this sickeningly cutesy little faux –‘heroineâ€. Incessantly trumping Gwendoylns own magnificent acrobatic prowess and flipping Gwen around until the heiress started to feel the urge to just TEAR HER LIMB FROM BLOODY-……*deep breath*…..calm, cool composure…..

Both wrestlers rose back to their feet in completely synchronized fashion, with their steely eyes gaze never leaving each others. Tatsuki methodical self-massaging technique gave Gwen reason to pause in contemplation, raising an eyebrow at the purpose of her actions until the athlete started moving in a more relaxed fashion and unencumbered by her injuries. Squinting slightly as Tatsuki started moving around as if she were still fresh, the realization of the caliber of opponent she was facing may have finally started to dawn on her. *Tch….fine,fine. She may not be half the talentless trollop I expected her to be. Desperate times indeed….*Gwen lowered her hands and started walking nonchalantly in the same direction as Tatsuki, slowly pacing around the edge of the ring.

“Who indeed….Tatsuki….,”As Gwen walked along the ropes she lifted and slowly dragged her nimble index finger along the top rope and purposefully turned her back to the athlete to scan the mindless droves inches away, seemingly goading Tatsuki to attack her wide open blind spot. “Young athlete……Our encounter thus far has encouraged me to capitulate that, to a certain extent, your abilities are……mmm…..adequate. Iâ€ve been categorically trumped by your superior athleticism since the bell rang…..a lamb to slaughter.” Gwen would turn stop her sultry stride and turn back to Tatsuki with a glazed over look in her eyes and a confident smirk betraying her previous words oozing with self-defeat. “Though take heed, little Tatsuki….one bad move nullifies forty good ones~….” Immediately upon speaking those ominous words Gwen would sprint full speed towards Tatsuki with a nearly feral look on her face.

The two British wrestlers continued to circle each other around the ring while never once breaking their eye contact for anything as they remained completely focused on each other, building up lots of suspense as to who is going make the first move as the whole crowd has gone so quiet that the footsteps of the athletes can be easily heard echoing slightly through the arena. It was clear that Tatsuki was completely focused and waiting for the right moment to strike, not once blinking her eyes as they kept centered on the Imperial one to see whether she would move first or would Gwen do so.

Soon enough, Gwendolyn starts to talk before stopping in place and turning her back towards the little athlete while ranting. It seemed as though it was to invite Tatsuki to attack her in this position, but that was just too easy to believe and the words that were coming from the Princess' mouth seemed almost too convincing completely, going so far as to admit that Tatsuki was far better that Gwen ever was. Even though it was sort of what she wanted, the British/Japanese girl knew this wasn't right. And this doubt was answered correctly as her voluptuous foe turned around with a overconfident smirk and said a comeback speech before she started to charge at Tatsuki at full speed like a wild animal, and then Tatsuki was just about to charge at her opponent herself.

However, just as soon as Tatsuki was about to sprint herself towards her opponent she feels her ankle getting grabbed by something from behind her! "Wha-! What the?!" It instantly threw her balance off and it almost made the Fantasy Hero topple and fall over onto her front has she not caught herself with her free leg again. In that moment Tatsuki quickly turns her head backwards to see that a woman had grabbed her ankle to prevent her from moving while having a smug look on her face, the athlete also notices there was a very familiar insignia on the woman's shoulder of her clothing. **That insignia...! It belongs to...!**

What she should have realized is that this took away ALL of Tatsuki's attention away and had forgotten that her opponent was dashing right at her, and in this position with her head turned away, Tatsuki will not at all have ANY reaction time for whatever it is the British heiress will do to Tatsuki.