'King vs. Queen': King vs. Takane Shijou

Takane started to panic, feeling like her efforts were meaningless as the hit still did not manage to convince King to let go. In fact, it feels like her opponent is holding on for dear life for that chance of victory. But the idol is not going to let that happen. Struggling to walk towards the center of the ring, she wasn't going to ram the opposing woman into the corner again. No. In fact, her hands would reach around to grab the gentlewoman's head, making sure her chin is lying against one of her shoulders, before suddenly dropping down onto her bum on the mat and hitting a jawbreaking stunner!

King wasn't sure why she held on as Takane pulled away. Maybe out of pure reflex, maybe because she thought she could gain her strength back and power down on the hold. Whatever the reason, it was a bad one, and she paid for it. Quite dearly.

The jaw breaker felt like it lived up to its name as she was slammed down, her head erupting into agony. She fell back, her body jackknifing for a second before she flopped down. She laid there, holding her head, writhing around on the floor, groaning.

If Takane had capitalized on this moment with an aerial move, particularly one of her finishers, chances are that she would have landed it and ended this match. But not everything favors the idol. Rather than setting up for any wrestling move, the silver-haired girl's upper body would merely flop onto its side, gasping for air with deep breaths, even letting out a couple of spittle-flying coughs. The fact that she couldn't put away King while the latter was theoretically deprived of her hard-hitting strikes only made the Silver Queen even more frustrated.

After a while, Takane would now slowly make her way to her feet. It took considerable time for her to get to even trying to stand up, perhaps allowing King the time to recover as well to continue fighting.

Takane was strong, but she wasn't invincible, even if King had trouble discerning that, at times. The sleeperhold had taken quite a bit out of her, and it bought King just enough time to do her own recovery, groggy and sloppy as it was.

She grabbed the rope and pulled herself up, looking over to see Takane trying to do the same. It was desperate, moving at all seemed to hurt after that hellacious attack, but this was the only window King saw. She seized it.

Staggering forward, she rushed into Takane and closed the distance, grabbing her by the head and pulling her in to deliver a hasty knee, right in her stomach, as if she were trying to knock out all the air the starlet had just sucked in.

When the idol finally managed to get to her feet, she was greeted with King who was already up in her face. She had not expected this, as evident with her eyes widening in utter shock. She was the one who landed a move that hurted her opponent after all! But instead, she perhaps overestimated how much punishment she took in the submission combo hold, and now she is going to regret that overestimation.

Her head grabbed, Takane's eyes would bulge even further as the knee struck deep into her gut, forcibly doubling her over as she gagged with a hung open mouth. What took her a while to gather her lost oxygen was all instantly lost in one deadly knee strike. This is what she had feared when a trained fighter such as King herself would land a blow on a defenseless high-flyer. It had so much impact, the Silver Queen literally felt like she was going to pass out from a lack of oxygen. In reality however, her body leaned against the crossdresser, groaning lowly and panting heavily afterwards as she was made defenseless once more after that powerful blow to the stomach.

King couldn't help but smile at the look of surprise on Takane's face. Evil as it was, it was nice to have the advantage, even if the experience was likely to be fleeting.

The blow hit with resounding force and doubled Takane over, putting her in prime position for all sorts of attacks. The only problem was that King wasn't ina position to execute most of them - she was winded, severely, the punishment she'd taken was starting to build up and run her ragged. She would have to follow up with some easy, but effective - the DDT would do.

As Takane leaned forward from the knee, King reached out and pulled her for a front facelock, snapping it on tight before she dropped back and sent her beautiful head careening towards the canvas. Simple. Quick. Powerful. She hated to get this rough, but Takane had already made it clear how little choice King had in the matter. She had to come with everything she had, or Takane would simply toss it all back.

Takane felt like a jelly, her legs slightly wobbling as she even had difficulty trying to stand on her own strength now. Pre-occupied with her own bodily state, she couldn't defend herself as her head was immediately locked into a facelock, before she was dropped dead onto the mat in the DDT. No grunts or cries came out as her head was driven onto the canvas almost near instantly from her doubled over position, her body motionless and lying down on her front.

At least she didn't have to try to stand on her own strength anymore...

A hit. A palpable hit. King let out a long sigh of relief, then immediately sucked in more air to replace it. She was going to need those lungs full.

She had to work and work quick, taking advantage of Takane's position before she could get back up and start the pain once again. She flipped the songstress on her stomach and dropped down on her back, making sure she was secure, straddling her hips and keeping them tight at her side. Reaching down, she slid her arms under Takane's neck and started to squeeze, putting her in a strong sleeper hold, flexing to increase the pressure.

Takane let out a muffled groan after a while laying down on the mat. She still couldn't move however. She couldn't even gain a sense of herself. She didn't notice King sitting on top of her back, the latter's arms wrapping around her throat, before she felt that choking sensation. Immediately, her body violently reacted, trying to shrug her opponent off of her back as her hands reached for the woman's arms wrapped around her throat and try to pry them off.

The idol had to admit that being locked in a sleeper in this situation is pretty brutal, even for a slug fest's standards. She had a high chance of losing this match right here and now. This choke hold is more severe considering the fact that she didn't have an ample amount of oxygen in her lungs since her air recovery was halted just a short moment ago. So she knew that she needed to escape as soon as possible. If all else fails, the silver-haired girl would try to get onto all fours, even lifting the gentlewoman on her back if she had to, her teeth gritting so hard as to conserve as much air as possible within her body, before trying to stand on her two feet.

King hated, truly hated, being this aggressive the lovely lady, but it was unavoidable. At least putting her out in a sleeperhold would be far more of a gentle way than most of the other methods. All she had to do was hold on tight for a minute or so, and Takane would fall without any more significant damage.

Unfortnately, life simply was not that simple. Takane was brimming with energy, and she used it well, managing to straighten up and stand, even as King poured the pressure on and tightened her muscles. She never let up on the hold, not even for a second, but it hardly mattered. Takane would simply not be dealt with so easily.

Looking for anything to improve her chance, King brought her legs up and wrapped them around Takane's waist, making her support an entire body's weight on top of dealing with the choke, and squeezing just to make both problems all the worse.