Shinobu Fujiwara Vs. Mariko Ishii

Mariko laughed a bit as Shinobu cried out in pain while she locked the armbar in. And as his hand pounded on the mat, it became apparent the blonde may not be able to escape and might already be on the verge of tapping out!

But then, after a few more seconds of wrenching back on his arm, Mariko suddenly let go of it and stood back up. “No no no, you can’t submit just yet. We haven’t even started having fun yet!” she said casually while moving over to his head.

Kneeling down, Mariko would bring him up to a sitting position before trying to snake her arms under his and around to his chest, pressing her breasts right up against his back while bringing her head beside his. “Come on, cutie. Lets get you back onto your feet.” she’d say, practically whispering the words into his ear while slowly beginning to guide him back up. And if he didn’t retaliate by the time they were halfway up, Mariko’s arms would then shoot further up before coming together behind Shinobu’s neck to put him in a full nelson.

Shinobu's situation was worsening so rapidly that Cassie couldn't shout anything helpful in time. Defending the armbar, such that it was, should have been a cakewalk for anyone with submission grappling experience, but Shinobu was a beginner. Before she could think of something simple enough, he was out and being pulled upright.

Cassie clenched her fists and sat perched on the edge of her seat, her posture upright and alert. She did not want this match to go like the last one, for Shinobu's sake, but this Mariko girl seemed like an even bigger... not a nice person. Finally, Cassie was fed up.

"JUST HIT HER IN THE MOUTH!" She shouted as loud as she could. Shinobu had to understand that.

Shinobu gasped and winced as Mariko released him, he rolled to his hands and knees and cradled his sore arm. He gasped as Mariko spoke.

Shinobu grunted as he was pulled up. His ear twitched as he heard Cassie yell. Shinobu's eyes widened and he balled his fist without thinking and lobbed his fist at Mariko's cheek.

As Mariko was pulling Shinobu to his feet, she stopped momentarily as an obnoxious shout rang out from somewhere in the first row. Something about the voice sound familiar, and curiosity got the best of her. Glancing around, she grinned as she saw Shinobu's girlfriend.

"Well well, if it isn't Cassie-cha--" her voice cut off there, interrupted as Shinobu's fist caught her right on the cheek. It wasn't the hardest hit she'd taken, but it caught her off guard enough to make her release her hold on him momentarily.

Her hand moved up over her cheek as she eyed the blonde, that almost seductive smirk now turning into more of a threatening glare. "That stung, Shinobu-chan…" she said, before suddenly throwing her right hand out to slap the blonde hard right across the face. If it connected, she'd then move behind him and snake her arms under his for the full nelson just as she'd originally intended. But instead of applying pressure, she'd then try to quickly lift and snap him back onto the back of his head and neck for a dragon suplex!

Shinonu blinked when Mariko let go. He was honestlyshocked by his own actions. "I-Ishii-san! I'm .. I'm sorry!" He bleated and then took a step back only to be hit with a hard slap to his own face. He stumbled backwards and was easily overtaken by the full nelson. He squirmed in place but was lifted up and slammed.

"gaaaah!"

Shinobu's body arched in pain and he writhed on the mat, trying to rub away the pain in his back.

After planting Shinobu into the mat with the dragon suplex, Mariko sat up and gave a deep, slightly over exaggerated sigh. “You just had to make me do that.” she said, as if her suplexing him had to do with anything other than the simple fact that this was a wrestling match.

Standing up, Mariko walked over to the blonde’s prone body, casually resting her hands on her hips as she looked down at him. “Guess listening to your pretty little girlfriend’s advice wasn’t the best idea, huh, Shinobu-chan?” She shook her head, before lifting her right boot and placing it on Shinobu’s chest, striking a dominant pose while going for a rather arrogant pin attempt. The ref girl would then kneel by him and slap the mat to start the count.

“ONE!”

Shinobu was wracked with pain. He could hear Mariko talking but it was hard to really place what she was saying. At least until her foot came down and pressed against his chest. If she had pinned him normally, he knew he'd have just lost but even he wasn't the type to be humiliated so easily! At least, he could handle being humiliated if it was just him involved but speaking of Cassie made Shinobu's blood boil just a bit. It wasn't CASSIE'S fault that Shinobu wasn't a fighter. She was trying! So was he!

Shinobu wrenched his shoulder and tried to grab the leg she haughtily rested on his chest. He tried to yank and roll at the same time and just pull her off balance and off her feet. He was sure cassie would want him to keep Mariko off her feet if possible. On their back? That might be tougher but he had some pride. At least for Cassie's sake.

"Leave Cassie-chan out of this!" He growled.

Mariko hadn’t genuinely expected to pick up the win with this cocky pin. Perhaps she might have if she’d attempted to use a proper pin of some kind, but then the match would’ve been over before she was finished having her fun. And that simply wouldn’t do. An amused chuckle escaped her lips as Shinobu broke the count by reaching up and grabbing Mariko’s leg, and for a moment she’d grind her boot against his chest to try to wear down his resistance. “Still got some fight in you, huh? Wonderful..”

Her leg was then yanked in the blonde’s grasp as Shinobu simultaneously rolled, causing Mariko to lose her balance and stumble back onto the mat. The younger Ishii sibling gave a slight grunt as she hit the canvas, but there wasn’t really any pain to deal with from the fall. Looking at Shinobu as she sat up, she giggled at seeing his obvious irritation with her.

“Well, I’m just saying. You did what she said and it only ended up getting you planted on your back. Or am I wrong?” she said as she’d then start to pull herself up, all the while watching curiously to see how he would respond.

Shinobu wouldn't help but get a little mad at Mariko even though he knew she was just trying tp push his buttons. At least he made her fall but he still wasn't sure what he was supposed to do with th leg once he had it. He had genuinely felt bad about the punch and wondered if he actually COULD hurt her enough to at least have a respectable showing.

However, her words made the decision for him. "Cassie-chan's words were the problem, it was my execution!" He stated and flung himself at Mariko, trying to drop his body weight on top of her leg.

Whether it was due to Cassie’s instruction or Shinobu’s situation that things had been going so poorly for him in truth didn’t matter one bit to her. But the fact was Mariko was obviously getting under his skin. And it was more than a little amusing to the younger Ishii sibling.

There was a bit of a backfire to angering Shinobu, as the handsome blonde suddenly hurled himself right at Mariko’s leg. “Agh!” she grunted out while dropping right back to the mat, nullifying all progress she’d made toward getting back to a vertical base. However, the vixen remained confident and unworried.

Her smirk quickly returned as she propped herself up on her elbows. There were several different ways she likely could’ve fought out of her current situation. But instead, she opted to have fun pushing some more of those buttons. “Perhaps. Or, maybe it was just bad execution of an even worse order.” She chose that last word carefully and specifically, as if to imply Shinobu was just blindly following Cassie’s orders like a trained dog would for its master.