Lukretia Von Creuzfeldt Vs. Tomomi Watanabe

Loosing Condition: Submission only.

The lights dimmed and 'Hellraiser' began to play. Out stepped Lukretia who was looking to live up to that today. It was her first fight since her brutal match with Sarah Gatt. It had been an epic brawl that ended in a draw. The fans had gotten more than their money's worth that evening but for Lukretia, a tie was a loss and she was looking to vent her frustration on whatever fool decided to step into the ring with her.

As she stepped into the ring, the crowd cheered. Most hoped for a repeat of her last match. Lukretia walked to her corner and crossed her arms. Her deep blue eyes bore into the entrance way as she waited for her opponent.

As "nO LimiT" played over the speakers, a confident blue-clad pink-haired Japanese idol strode out onto the ramp. It was Tomomi Watanabe, her gorgeous body veritably bouncing as she walked. The crowd, filled with her numerous fans, erupted in cheers as their idol walked out, most of them young men desiring some hot action from this match.

Tomomi entered the ring, showing no sign of being intimidated by Lukretia, though she was a bit impressed by what her opponent had to offer. "A dominatrix?" Tomomi thought, "I know how these people work. I can't show any fear to her, or else she's already won."

"Ara? What a naughty costume you have on there," Tomomi said almost non-chalantly. She couldn't keep an edge of tension out of her voice.

Lukretia watched as Tomomi strutted down the ring. This girl had nothing but walk down a ramp and she already hated her. Lukretia's face twisted into a cruel grin. This was exactly the kind of girl she wanted to vent her frustrations on. She continued to stare coldly at Tomomi even as she commented on her outfit. "Meine frau." She began. "You are doubly unlucky today. Ze match is submission only und I do not plan on using a submission hold to vin." She held up her clenched fist and narrowed her eyes. "I am just going to beat you until you give up."

"No fear," Tomomi thought. She had plenty of confidence in her abilities, and thought that she could easily match Lukretia in any fight. After all, she's had no defeats yet in this league, and she planned to keep it that way.

"You don't scare me at all," Tomomi said, "You're going to be the one begging mercy from me. Prepare yourself!"''

"It vasn't a threat, it vas a statement." She said coldly as the bell rang. Lukretia marched forward and cocked her fist and launched a punch at Tomomi's stomach.

Tomomi saw through Lukretia's attack with one glance. The german wasn't even trying to hide what she was doing, her movements were as readable as an open book. Tomomi did not move, trying to make sure Lukretia was as open as possible before countering. The punch flashed forward, but Tomomi caught it in her hand before it could reach.

"Too slow," Tomomi said. She would try to wrench the arm to Lukretia's back and put her in an armbar.

It was true that Lukretia's opening attack was fairly well telegraphed, seemingly purposefully done. As she felt Tomomi wrench her arm she bent over and sneered, patting her bent arm with her free hand before whipping it around to try and elbow Tomomi in the face.

Tomomi was just about to lock in the hold when she saw Lukretia suddenly counter it, twisting around and rendering her earlier motion useless. "No way," Tomomi thought. Then an elbow streaked up and struck her in the face, right in between the eyes, hard. Tomomi reeled backwards, letting go of Lukretia's arm, tears unbiddenly forming and falling down her face.

"O-ow," Tomomi said, her hand gingerly covering the spot Lukretia struck.

Lukretia grinned as she felt her elbow impact with face. She wasted no time as she continued to turn until she was facing Tomomi and when she was she planted her foot and sent her other one upwards throwing her boot up between Tomomi's legs.

Tomomi's eyes were blurred, and she was veritably stunned by the powerful blow Lukretia dealt. She stood still, not dodging Lukretia's next move at all, even though she could. She didn't even see the kick between her legs; she felt it. White hot pain laced with strange sensations of pleasure flashed through her body. Her mouth opened in a silent gasp as she doubled over then sank to her knees, paralyzed by pain.