Inter-promotional Match: Mariko vs Nanami

Humiliation Match: won via forcing opponent to submit from embarrassment.
Special conditions: Accepted Submission; combatants can choose whether or not to accept their opponent's surrender.

After a workout in the Tension gym a couple days ago, Mariko had entered the women's locker room, and found a flier up on the wall. "Hm? What's this?" she inquired, before reading it over. It said Friction would be hosting an inter-promotional humiliation match, and asked for any volunteers form Tension to participate. After reading the details, Mariko's lips had curled into a smirk. "Oh my, that sounds rather interesting. I think I'll just have to take them up on this nice little offer." Accepting the challenge on Tension's behalf, Mariko had then gone and packed a bag before embarking on her trip to the Friction arena.  After arriving, the Japanese beauty opted to skip touring the new city and instead went straight to the arena, and spent some time walking around and getting a good look at the place before checking into a nearby hotel for a good night's sleep, though the excitement and anticipation of the upcoming match almost made it difficult for her to fall asleep.

Morning eventually came. And as she woke, Mariko smiled and licked her lips. "I can hardly wait~" she said. And hours later, the time had come to go back to the arena. Now she stood in the backstage area of Friction's arena, smiling with her arms crossed in front of her as she patiently waited. Finally, "Humble Neighborhoods" by P!nk began to play over the speakers in the arena, and Mariko grinned as she made her way out onto the stage. A special match like this deserved a special attire. And so as she emerged before the crowd, she was seen wearing only a tight black bikini, leaving a vast majority of her curvaceous body exposed. The sea of onlooking spectators seemed to be split: half applauding and cheering Mariko's arrival either because of her revealing attire or simply to be respectful, despite being her being the Tension representative in the bout, while the other half made their hardcore loyalty to Friction known with thunderous boos. Amused, the Japanese woman chuckled and began walking down the aisle to the ring, flashes from photographers' cameras appearing repeatedly in seemingly every area of the crowd.

Stepping between the ropes and into the ring, she rested her hands on her hips, which swayed form side to side as Mariko slowly walked into her corner. "Time to see what sort of prey Friction will so generously be offering me~" she mused to herself, now simply waiting patiently for the arrival of her opponent.

Sometimes, newcomers could be handed a somewhat spectacular debut rather than just a normal match, and that seemed to be the case to one of the latest of AFW Friction's girls, Nanami Shimizu. Naturally that pumped her up, as well as making her nervous. It seemed like too much of a task for a newbie like herself to carry on Friction name on her shoulders, even if she's already told that she shouldn't be too worried about it. It's not that rare for this kind of things to happen after all.

Her concern was that, if she's going to face another girl that's normally facing males, she'd probably came up as the underdog due to her relatively small stature to start with. She heard that her would be opponent for tonight was another newcomer herself, however, so that put her at ease a little bit.

The nervousness only kept building up as she waited for her turn to enter the arena. There's the anxiety from having her very first match in a famous league, and some other from the match being a crossover one. She wasn't really sure whether she should be happy to get such a big opportunity to make a name for herself instead of having a regular match to be honest.

"I... I can do this...!" she muttered to herself just before the staff gave her the signal to make her entrance.

Her theme would be played on the speakers soon after, and the violet haired girl would muster the most confident expression she could as she stood on the ramp in her quite revealing blue attire. Her cheeks were clearly blushing, though. The cheers from the majority of the Friction fans almost blew her away, at least it felt like that. She's not a total newcomer in wrestling, but it's her first time having a match in front of a massive audience like this. Even stepping forward to make her way into the ring already seemed like an enormous task.

Nanami managed to do so, however, as she kept assuring herself that it's too late to turn back now that she's here. She's going to see this through and give the other girl a fight to remember... or was the plan. Slipping herself under the ropes before she raised to her feet and turned around on the spot to address the crowds, Nanami would then face the Tension representative, still looking a bit nervous. The other wrestler seemed more confident than she was, not to mention that she's a real beauty. She had to shake her head a bit to prevent her imagination from running wild.

"H-hey there," she greeted the other girl and cleared her throat. "I'm, uhm, Nanami! Let's have... a good fight...?"

Mariko's smirk remained as she watched her opponent make her entrance. The obvious nervousness that radiated from every movement Nanami made was quite amusing, and only served to boost Mariko's confidence. This was a humiliation match, after all, so a matchup against someone as shy as Nanami seemed to be looked looked rather favorable for the Tension representative.

And after Nanami introduced herself, Mariko chuckled before slowly walking across the ring to meet her opponent in the opposite corner, stopping only when she was close enough for her breasts to touch against the top of the other female's. "That's quite a cute name, Nanami-chan. Mine's Mariko, but you don't need to strain your pretty head trying to remember it." She then leaned her head down, and spoke softly right by Nanami's ear. "By the end of this match, you'll simply be addressing me as 'Mistress~'" she said, before lightly tracing the tip of her tongue up along Nanami's cheek.

And with that, she turned on her heel and made her way back into her own corner before turning to face Nanami again. Truth be told, this was Mariko's first match ever against a female. And as confident as she was, she knew the process of getting into a woman's head to throw her off her game was generally different than it would be with a man. So in addition to trying to establish some sense of dominance to demoralize Nanami as the match was about to start, this was also an experimental attempt to see just how easily her nervous opponent would be flustered.

Her would be opponent approached her, getting closer, and closer, until their breasts eventually touched each other. The violet haired girl gasped and almost jumped back from the contact, but managed to contain herself. What Mariko did after that, though, sent a shiver through her spine and turned her cheeks bright red for a bit. Her back arched slightly, pressing her chest against the other girl's slightly further before she let out a soft gasp.

"M-mistres...?" Nanami blurted in low voice with a puzzled expression on her face, before she shook her head. "N-no way I'll do that!" she replied without too much confidence on her voice.

She backed away while Mariko turned away from her, clenching her fists to try reassuring herself that her opponent was only messing around with her. It's not the first time she encountered people like Mariko, but Nanami was never able to handle such teasing too well.

Fortunately for her, the ref would soon signal for both of them to get to the center of the ring to start the match. Shaking her head to clear her mind, Nanami stepped forward again, half glaring at Mariko, trying to tell the girl that she's not intimidated by the slightest. Or so was the idea.

Mariko continued to smirk in amusement at Nanami's reactions to her teasing. It seemed this one would be rather easy to rattle and mess with. Nanami may have barked out in defiance to Mariko's words now, but the lack of confidence in her voice was easily noticeable.

The bell soon rang, and the match was officially under way. Mariko began to walk out to the center at the same time as Nanami, fighting back a chuckle as she saw the girl's obvious attempt to mask her intimidation. But she then took her attention off her opponent for a moment, glancing toward the crowd as a chant began to ring out through the arena.

"NA-NA-MI! NA-NA-MI! NA-NA-MI!" they shouted, cheering on the Friction representative. Snickering, Mariko then looked back at her opponent. "How sweet. That'll make it feel all the more special when you submit to me in front of all these people~" she said, giggling as she held up her hands, inviting Nanami to get this match started with a test of strength.

"Ugh..." Nanami gulped as the crowds began to chant her name.

As if she needed more pressure right now. Their intention was probably to support her, though, so she'd try to convert those shouting into her power. Mariko's taunting didn't really help that resolve, though. Nanami pouted slightly at her opponent, before she charged forward to lock arms with the girl. Physical contest wasn't really her forte to say the least, but her opponent didn't seem all that muscular either. Couldn't hurt to try, or so she thought.

"Yaahh!"

Mariko had taken every opportunity to get in Nanami's head as much as possible to give herself as big an advantage as possible once the match actually commenced. She'd even managed to use the crowd cheering so supportively for Nanami against her. The groundwork had been laid, and now it was time to take advantage of it.

Arms shooting forward to take hold of Nanami's hands in the test of strength while pressing her chest against the smaller woman's again, the two were now locked up in the center of the ring. Neither woman seemed to possess any overwhelming amount of physical power, but Mariko attempted to use her height advantage to get some leverage, and hopefully begin to push her opponent down onto a knee. "Be a good girl and kneel before your mistress~"

"Nnghh..." Nanami sighed as she felt Mariko pressing her chest onto her own, disrupting her attempt to push her opponent back from the very start of the lockup.

She soon found herself being pushed back and slightly downwards as well, but would attempt to retaliate by pushing harder. It's not a simple task given her smaller stature, but Nanami wasn't the type who'd give up easily. She pushed while grunting, until she heard what Mariko said. It might sound like some random taunting to anyone else, but the words had a much deeper effect on her. Even if her years as a servant had been over for a while, her mind already recognized some of the words too well.

"W-wha...?" the violet haired girl blurted out. "Y-you're not my mistress!" she replied, her cheeks blushing as she said that.

Unfortunately her focus slipped completely at that moment, allowing Mariko to push her more as a result. Nanami fell down onto one knee, eliciting a surprised yelp from the violet haired girl.

"K-kyaah!"

"Good girl." Mariko said with a chuckle as Nanami fell to a knee. "Although, it doesn't seem your mouth is as obedient as your body. That's alright. I'll correct that soon enough~"

Mariko had the upper hand in the lockup, and it was time to make use of it. So, she attempted to twist her and Nanami's body in order to pull her opponent to the mat on her back, with Mariko straddling her stomach and still holding onto her hands. If she succeeded, she'd then extend her legs and wrap them around Nanami's to put her in a tight grapevine pin. Of course there were no pinfalls in a match like this, but Mariko would then begin to spread her legs out in order to stretch Nanami's out as much as possible.

"Lets find out just how flexible my cute little pet is~" she'd say, her face hovering mere inches over Nanami's to get a good look at her reaction.

"Waa... I wasn't... uh..." Nanami babbled as she somehow ended up obeying Mariko's words and knelt in front of the girl.

The way her opponent teased her by calling her a good girl made her blush, although before she could react, Mariko was already on the move again, turning her over before straddling her stomach to pin her down. Nanami yelped and began to squirm under the taller girl, but with her arms still being contained by her opponent, there's only little she could do, and soon enough her legs were also caught by Mariko's.

"Ahh!" the violet haired girl cried as she was stretched with the grapevine, her face grimacing and blushing at the oh so close sight of Mariko's face, inches away above her. "L-let me go..."