KO POW Match! Lindsay vs Yuko!

KO POW Match!
Conditions: First wrestler to knock out her opponent three times wins! Winner takes loser as Prisoner of War. The match shall take place at AFW's private gym, no ref or crew will be present, meaning no DQ. The attire will be bikini.

Lindsay:

Lindsay would walk into the private gym she was instructed to on the instruction paper she received. These people here at the AFW had some real perverted taste in matches but she didn't care. This was a knock out match, her specialty and when she wins, she'd get a new testing dummy for her to try out new moves she'd been working on or wanted to try out. The gym was dark, the only source of light was the one above the wrestling ring in the middle of the huge room. Lindsay walked over to the ring and slipped in, leaning against the rope and waited for the poor bitch that was her opponent to show up.

Yuko was a bit disappointed. Those annoying referees had checked her skimpy bikini before the match and taken her vial of chloroform, so she could not use her favorite trick.

But her mood went from annoyed to worried when the 'toxic idol' climbed on the ring and spotted her opponent for the first time: Taller...in fact definitely taller and bigger, Lindsay looked like quite eager to put someone in her holds.
"Hah...hello newbie, I hope you are ready to go down. I'll try not to go hard on you", Yuko would say, still trying to play her character, but hiding some nervousness.

Lindsay would see Yuko walk in and let out a snort. This was her opponent? This little bitch? She could choke her out in her sleep! Lindsay would wait for Yuko to get into the ring and confront her in the middle and hear what the 'toxic idol' had to say. Letting a yawn, Lindsay would look down at Yuko and say, "Oh don't worry love. You shouldn't worry about going easy on me, cause I definitely won't be going easy on you!" The moment the bell rung, Lindsay would grab Yuko by her shoulders and spin her around, locking in one of her signatures, a hangman sleeper hold in the middle of the ring.

"Let me ask you love, do you want to end this quickly? Or painfully?" Lindsay asked Yuko as she would lift her up off her feet.

In spite of the tough act, Yuko was definitely not comfortable in this situation. She loved to be the one in control, the one getting to look down at her opponents...


But with Lindsay, it was exactly the opposite way.
"Mpf... you are pretty arrogant for a newbi...eeek?? W-What are you doingghhhfff...!!!". Yuko would squeak as Lindsay just runed her around and picked her up into a 'hanggirl' sleeper, a move that she could perform quite easily thanks to the big height gap.

"Gaaahkk..... n-none of themnnghhff..!". Yuko's attempt at a retort would sound more like a throaty gurgle, her feet kicking around aimlessly while she tried to pull at Lindsay's sleepering arms, pretty much to none avail.

Lindsay would flail Yuko to the right and to the left to wear down the idol and tauntingly said, "What was that love? You're going to need to speak up! I can't hear you properly." Lindsay would eventually do a complete spin in a circle while choking Yuko in the sleeper before releasing her, flinging her to the ropes and as Yuko would bounce back at her, Lindsay would charge right up with a clothesline! If this hit, Lindsay would stand above the downed idol, with her hands at her hips and wearing a cocky smirk.

"Ghhhhkk.... nyannghhhhh..!! @.@". Lindsay knew well that Yuko could not say anything oherent, swung side to side like that while she choked the life out of her.

Eyes starting to roll back as the world was seemingly spinning around, the Japanese girl would be finally 'released' by Lindsay's peculiar kind of Irish whip.

"N-Noooo NYAAAAHH..!!!" Forcefully bounced back, Yuko would be nailed by a violent clothesline that had her make a half-flip in place, sending the poor girl down like a ragdoll, face on the mats and her cute butt sticking up.

Lindsay would laugh as she stood over the downed Yuko, bending down and grabbing Yuko by her hair, pulling the 'toxic idol' back up onto her feet. Smirking, Lindsay would whisper to Yuko's ear in a sensual way, "What's wrong love? Don't tell me you're already tuckered out? The match has literally just started!"

With that, Lindsay would fling Yuko over her body, using Yuko's pigtails as a handle and slam Yuko back on to canvas. Right as she landed, Lindsay would fall suit and jump up into the air and butt-squash the idol, ass first on Yuko's poor little tummy.

"Uunnghhh... I..I am n-not... your love...", Yuko would groan in retort, hands at her pightails to try and pry apart Lindsa'ys painful grip on her hair.

But that would just earn her a vicious slam back onto the canvas, which was promtly followed by Lindsay's curvy butt-press!
"Yaaaghh..nnfffffff...!!!". With most of the wind crushed out of her lungs like that, Yuko would squirm and winch in pain underneath Lindsay's ass.

Lindsay snickered when she heard Yuko's defiant remark and would turn around to look down at the toxic idol. "Oh but you will be, love," Lindsay sneered as she would extend her legs out and placing them at each side of Yuko's head before clamping down and trapping the girl in a painful headscissor.

Yuko could tell that Lindsay had powerful legs from the first step she had taken on the ring... but now her poor neck could definitely confirm it. Once the bigger girl had her ankles locked for the squeeeze, Yuko would feel the painfully uncomfortable sensation of having those velvety thighs swelling and choking her oxygen flow like hungry anacondas!

"N-No don't...aaaagghhhh... gggrhhhkkk...!!!". Writhing in agonizing pain, the trapped idol brought up her little hands to Lindsay's pillar-like thighs, but the task seemed to be far beyond her possibilities.