Indulging a Guitarist

Mitsuru found it curious that Johnny began to tap out right away after she secured the muta lock, normally people lasted at least a good fifteen seconds before the pain approached highly uncomfortable levels. Well, he could sit there and tap till the sun went down for all she cared. Johnny seemed to pick up on that as well, he eventually stopped tapping too.

The fact that he then proceeded to call her a bitch didn't bother her because of the word, but rather because he thought something like that was going to help him out of this? Well, he was dead wrong about that. She dropped his chin and let his head fall back to the mat, but she didn't release his feet from the lock. Instead she twisted her torso around so her knees were in Johnny's back, then sliding her slender wrists beneath his chin and locking them together. She'd then rock and fall backwards, lifting Johnny onto her knees and pulling down on his chin as she thrust him upwards with a bow and arrow hold.

She figured the easiest way to get him pinned for enough time was to break him first. Physically, mentally, perhaps even emotionally she'd put him through the wringer!

Johnny was frankly embarrassing himself. Not only had a much smaller rival got him tapping but his sheer lack of ability was shocking. He was moved and twisted expertly by Mitsuru and rocked back into a bow and arrow.

"GGHHHH Come on!" he whined and felt the pressure in his neck and lower back. "My back......"

He ached now and really wished he hadnt been so keen to take on the match. His was in trouble and he pawed at Mitsuru's hands, thankful somehow that this was not a submission match otherwise it would be been over in 5 minutes. As it was he was being worked over and as much as he fought, his body was giving out. He stopped straining and stayed bent over, hoping the small cute girl would show him some sort of mercy.

His hair was slick with sweat and it hung lank, his body was almost beet red from the effort he had put in so far in trying to dodge or escape the attacks. He was being dismantled, physically and mentally. His ego was the most bruised of all, not instead of a rock god he looked more like a wannabe wrestler, a jobber. Johnny was glad this wasn't a public match as he would never be able to show his face again.

"Let.. me... AGGHHH go!" he blurted out again, which was no doubt amusing the others outside the ring. He was starting to get a numbness in his back and he had thoughts that he would hardly move again, let alone stand up on stage

"Oi Mitsuru, you're killing him, he looks like a fucking tomato!" Hikaru laughed boisterously as he pointed at Johnny's reddening frame. He pointed and threw his head back while making fun of him. Ryuu simply shook his head, this was such a waste of time in his opinion.

Mitsuru's face was stone cold and merciless, laser-focused on maximizing the rocker's suffering. He would cry out and plead for mercy, but there was none to give him. She'd let go of his neck and thrust her knees up, sending Johnny in an arc that would land him on his chest on the mat. She'd then roll to a stand, placing her boot between the blonde's shoulder blades and reaching for his arms. She still hadn't said much yet, her actions were doing plenty of talking for her.

Johnny screamed whilst being stretched to what seemed like the limit, and he didnt need the other members of the tag team pointing this out. The fact that Mitsuru said nothing frankly scared the rocker, this girl seemed hell bent on destroying him physically and mentally. He fell off her legs with something of a relief, but it was only temporary.

The sexy japanese worked him over to his stomach and started her assault on his arms. AGGHH God... come on!" Johnny hung there with his lank hair flopping forward over his face with was mildly irritating but nothing as bad as the pain in his shoulders. Johnny thought that he would not even be able to crawl soon, let alone actually get up.

"I.. know is pins but I give... stop!" he called out and begged practically which must have been amusing to the other members of SEME, given how the smallest member was wiping the floor with Johnny