Mimete and Bunny meet the Hasegawa sisters

Bunny dropped onto her back as the leg drop connected, her body jerking hard from the impact of the sudden attack. A tear of pain would well up in each eye, her arm still stinging her...then Reika would grab said arm and yank it back. Bunny's eyes went wide, nearly bugging out of her head at the feel as she was trapped into the armbar.

"Ahh! N-no!" She cried, her back arching upwards and her legs kicking, the third sister locking her tight into the hold. "L-let me go!!"

Mimete rapped on corner with her fist.

"No! Bunny! Fight back!"

"You want out?" A ghost of a smile crept across Reika's features. "Sorry, you'll have to do that yourself, Easter Girl."

And with that, Reika leaned back until she was lying on the mat, her blonde hair splayed out beneath her as she tormented Bunny. Eventually, though, she would release her opponent and roll away from her. She didn't want her submitting yet, not until she was completely done with her.

Bunny wouldn't be getting out on her own, not at this point. She continued to thrash in the armbar, until Reika finally let her go.

With a pained look on her face, she rolled onto her side, lying there, breathing heavily as she curled up slightly, nursing her arm gently. "Nnn..."

Reika stepped back, examining her handiwork. Bunny was hurt and seemingly defenceless. It would have been so easy to finish her off right now. But Reika never liked easy matches-- they were too boring for her standards. Instead, she waited for Bunny to get back to her feet.

"That's it?" she taunted. "The girl who gave my sisters so much trouble can't even fight back against me? Get to your feet, ditz, and fight back if you have any pride. Although given how you dress, I suspect you don't"

Again Reika's words would get to her, and Bunny would force herself back to her feet, keeping a fair bit of distance between the two of them. She called out at Reika, her words laced with anger and hate towards the sister.

"Big words, y'know, coming from the last person to get into the ring!"

She shook out her arm, starting to move in and slowly circle around Reika. "It figures, a bitch like you can't join the fight til I've already been worn down and weakened by the others, huh?"

Reika smiled a little. "And if you had managed to fight them off, then you shouldn't be having problems against me," she replied. "This just proves that--"

A split second later, she suddenly surged forward, hoping to take Bunny by surprise. Extending her arm for a clothesline, she would, at the last minute, spin around to the side and try to slam her elbow into the back of Bunny's neck.

"--you fail as a wrestler."

Bunny lowered her guard slightly, listening to Reika's words, smirking as the woman put on a smile.

This proved to be a mistake though, Reika lunging in and driving her elbow right into her neck. With a choked cry, Bunny dropped like a sack of bricks, hitting the mat before Reika and just kind of lying there, one hand reaching up to grab her neck.

Smiling now, Reika dropped down to straddle Bunny's back, pulling at her arms to drop them across her knees. "Oh I'm sorry, were you smiling at something earlier?" she purred, sliding her hands down against Bunny's cheeks before cupping them under her chin and leaning back, putting the former model in a camel clutch. "Does something about me make you laugh, hmmm?"

Bunny was lying on her stomach with her head down, so she would see as the woman mounted her (Then again, it wasn't like she would be able to do much). Within seconds Bunny was pulled into the camel clutch, snapping back out of her daze as she felt her body being stretched into the hold.

She began to scream, her thoughts a muddled mess as Reika stretched her out, bending her backwards further into the clutch. She was helpless now, Reika totally in control as she worked her over...