Yatori's return

Lizzie climbed back in and stalked up to the fallen yatori with a gothic grin. However she would not be targetting Yatroi's head or arm. She would reach down, grab up one of Yatori's long legs and then give her body a bit of a twist and lunge as she went for a cruel diving elbow into the meat of Yatori's thigh.

"Aaahhh!" One of Yatori's hands shot towards her stricken thigh. Her other remained covering her face. She wanted to curl up in pain, but her opponent probably wouldn't let her...

Lizzie would stand up again giving Yatori a cruel smirk. She would hold onto the feet trying to stretch out that leg she jad just pounded on. She gave it a slight twist about two times to try and work it over minorly and then would go for the second big elbow drop into the same spot again.

Yatori gritted her teeth. Her head was clearing now, helped by the painful wake-up wrenching of her leg. Not fast enough to help against the second elbow drop to her thigh- which smarted like acid!- but now she was fighting mad and trying to work out a plan...

From there, Lizzie would try to wrap her own long, naked legs around the flesh of Yatori's stricken thigh and try to grapevine it for more pressure. If she managed to lock Yatori's leg up in the grapevine she would try and curl around the leg and administer some punches to the knee too to work it over.

The grapevine, she could handle. Could tolerate the pressure curling around her thigh. Wincing with the pounding her knee took, Yatori would plant her unfettered foot with unerring accuracy upon Lizzie's crotch and rub hard, in a harsh way she hadn't thought she'd have to do, ever.

K-kono...

That kind of treatment would cause Lizzie to pop right off of Yatori with a shocked look, letting her go. She glared at Yatori in hatred and surprise.

"You....you...you....you goddamn guinea whore!!!"

Yatori almost laughed despite her pain. She'd have thought Lizzie, having wrestled in AFW for at least long as Yatori herself, would be used to hentai moves. But it appeared her opponent was even more uptight than her kohai Haruka.

Massaging her beat-up thigh while still lying on the mat, she managed to grin at Lizzie. "Oh, come on," she snickered. "Don't tell me no one here's tried to fuck you before?"

Yatori made sure to sound like she was planning to do just that once she got back on her feet. By all means, it should rile Lizzie up.

"Fuck me??? Fuck me????!!!!! I will fuck you!!!!"

With that as Yatori got up, Lizzie would try to throw a lethal kick at Yatori's head almost as if though she was trying to reenact what Masane Tajiri did.

Had Lizzie's boot connected, it might have indeed put Yatori into a coma. But while Yatori didn't see Masane's ax kick coming from behind her, she could see and indeed expected this kick.

She dove for the deck. More so, she dove beneath Lizzie's kick. Her hands would snag around the ankle of the foot Lizzie balanced on. One hand shoving so hard as to be an almost-strike, the other pulling just as sharply, the way Damian told her when she absolutely had to hurt someone, Yatori wrenched hard!