Serina Kashibara vs. Ven - A Reckoning arrives?

As her senses slowly came back to her, Serina found herself in her half-undressed state, still upside down but now pressed against Ven's body. It began to dawn on her what was about to happen, but once again, there was nothing she could do about it.

"Shit... Shit...!" she cursed, squirming her body, but alas to no avail as Ven dropped down, bringing poor Serina's skull cracking against the arena floor. The shock reverberated through her head and all the way down her spine, forcing a violent convulsion to shoot through her body before everything seemed to go numb. Her body fell limply to the unforgiving ground, sprawling the dirty blonde out on her back, both her shirt and skirt still hiked up and displaying her underwear in a humiliating manner. Only just barely conscious, Serina let out a weak moan, as her body twitched slightly.

Releasing a sigh of relief Ven looked around at the thousands of people who were watching, glad that she had shown them all what happens if you act like Serina, hoping that perhaps it would prevent others from turning out like her. Eventually she would turn her attention back to the injured Serina, remaining on her knees for the moment as she leant in closer.

"If I were like you I would extend the pain which you are currently feeling. Luckily Im not like you. Now listen carefully because im going to tell you what will happen next. Im going to take you back inside that ring and pin you. I suggest that you let it happen." Ven whispered gently down to Serina, getting up as soon as she had finished speaking. Grabbing a hold of Serina's arm Ven would climb back inside of the ring with her opponent, dragging her to its centre before slowly getting into the standard cross body pin position, hooking one of Serina's legs just encase.

Had she had any wits about her, Serina would have probably refused and resisted. Instead, Ven's words merely fell to incoherent murmurs. Little more than dead weight at this point, the dirty blonde was tossed unceremoniously back into the ring, still groaning, while a tiny trickle of blood fell down her face.

For all intents and purposes, Serina was out cold, making it little more than ceremony. The larger woman pressed down on her slender frame, pulling up one of her legs and giving the crowd one more unintentional panty shot as the ref began her count.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"THREE!"

This match certainly hadn't been as easy as Ven first expected. Although all of Serina's attacks were pretty cheap that didn't stop them from being effective and painful. In fact at certain points in the match Ven was actually a little bit afraid that she might lose. But now she had her opponent in a semi-unconscious state with blood gently trickling down her face, she knew that the match was won.  

After the bell rang Ven kept up the pinfall position for a little while longer to add insult to injury, although Serina probably didn't know what was happening right now, Ven was sure she would see it on some form of media at a later date. Eventually she moved out of the pinfall and slowly got back up, giving Serina one last disappointed look before exiting, not needing to speak another word, her message had been sent.

Laying there, unmoving, Serina would eventually have to be carried away from the ring by the medical team. Carted off to the infirmary to be bandaged up, she only fully regained consciousness a little more than an hour after. While seething over the humiliating defeat, and even though the dirty blonde was one to hold a grudge, she still felt that this particular one might be better to just let go...