Lady Phantom vs Ataru (complete)

With his legs feeling like jello... and aching like hell after the latest submission, there was no way for Ataru to sneak away before Lady Phantom would maneuvre him into another submission, probably taking pride and evil satisfaction in showing to the crowd how easily she could passage the overpowered boy from one hold to another without him being able to do anything about it.

And sure thing the crowd showed appreciation to that, roaring in wild and mean excitement at the dismantling of Ataru.
"U-Ungh.... h-hurts.... l-let go... UNGHHH...!", the poor boy could only groan, his lamentations getting louder with each time she pulled further, as he could also feel the taunting pressure of her butt sitting on the small of his back. It would not take long before Ataru could not take it any longer in this submission too, and he started to tap out on the mats repeatedly.

Lady Phantom ignored the tapping of Ataru by pretending that she didn't see of hear it. She looked at the roaring crowds instead, her mood getting better now as she just doing whatever she pleased to the poor boy. A little rocking game from the masked girl would take place before she let her victim fall back to the mat again.

"Quit whinin' and take it like a man," she mocked Ataru while getting up on her feet. "You could have avoided this if you didn't misbehave so badly..."

Reaching down to take his arms, Lady Phantom would step on the boy's back to keep him grounded, so she could stretch him again by pulling his arms backwards. Without a doubt, she thought she could have ended this match anytime she wanted, which meant when she's bored punishing Ataru for his stubbornness.

"Here's a free tip... Don't pretend to act tough when you're just a weakling... No one's going to be impressed by that, heh," she chuckled.

Ataru could not feel more humiliated as Lady Phantom started swinging him back and forth in her hold like a rocking horse for her own delight. For, no matter how much pain she could inflict, nothing was not more degradating to him than being toyed like a helpless doll in her hands.

Released for a slight moment, he was not going to get any rest though, as the evil and now clearly self-satisfied woman locked him into another awkward position with his arms stretched backwards and his back pressed by the sole of her foot.

"U-Unghhh... g-good tip.. I'll keep it in mind when I meet one... m-may you stop now...?? I said I give... UNGHH..!!!". Probably trying to talk smart was not being the best choice for Ataru, considering how much Lady Phantom was enjoying enterteining the audience with her submission skills... and his helplessness.

"Did you say something?" Lady Phantom sarcastically asked as she pulled his arms further for a bit. "I can't really hear it due to all that screaming..."

She lifted her foot a little, only to stomp on her victim's back again and resumed the hold. His defiance was amusing, but that also meant that Ataru didn't surrender wholeheartedly. That needed to be changed. The masked girl let him go and hauled him up again, before attempting to choke his throat with one hand and lift her victim as high as she could. Her plan was to hold Ataru like that while grinning wickedly at the boy to really terrorize his mind.

"See if you still can pull that tough act now," she sneered. "Come on! Let the audience see just how much of a man you are!" the masked girl laughed.

The crowd mumbled in impressed approvation, and party a bit of a shock at Lady Phantom's display of raw strenght, as she lifted Ataru off the mats with her choke hold.

Ataru was definitely impressed himself, but obviously not appreciating, his vision starting to blur as he was deprived of air, all the while forced to see her sadistic grin of self-satisfaction.

He flailed and struggled a bit in her hold, still defiant for a short while, mostly out of self-preservation, but then his hands started to drop down as lack of oxygen was paying its toll, starting to make him groggy.

"N-nghhh....p-please....g-givffhhh....", he would breathlessly hiss in surrender, arms dropping down as they felt too numb to struggle or even flail more. A display of complete domination from Lady Phantom, and a complete demise for poor Ataru, who was exactely what he hated the most in this moment: a defeated, defenseless ragdoll in her hands.

"You know, you need to speak clearer than that," mocked Lady Phantom as she kept Ataru lifted and choked.

She did loosen her grip a little to make it easier for him to speak. The masked girl would also start turning around slowly to show the audience Ataru's expression, while letting them take photos of this sight from all possible angles.

"Well?"

Held in such a pillory to the mockery of the fans, Ataru had preferred to choke him into oblivion than to let her humiliate him to that extent.
But then again, his defeat had been complete and shamefully clear, so trying to act tough now would have been pointless. Not to mention that Lady Phantom's choke hold was really starting to make it hard for him to keep thinking straight.

On the verge of passing out from lack of air, the boy had no chance but to yeld: "G-Guh...I...give...gnn.... I SUBMIT..!", he managed to say louder, hanging helplessly from her hold.

"Hmmph. That wasn't so hard was it?" Lady Phantom snorted as she nodded to the ref as a signal that she accepted his submission.

That wasn't the end of Ataru's misery, however, as the masked girl would then slam him onto the mat hard with the chokeslam. She stepped on his chest afterwards and posed for the crowds one last time, before giving the poor boy a light shoving kick.

"Those who's dumb enough not to accept my offer the first time shall end up like this pig!" she laughed while pointing at Ataru.

Feeling sure that she taught him a lesson and sent her message to the rest of the rosters of AFW, Lady Phantom would then turn around to exit the ring and the arena. On her way out she would blow kisses and winked to the roaring crowds, utterly satisfied with her performance today.

Coughing for needed air, Ataru could only have opposite feelings. Mainly humiliation for maybe his worst defeat ever, and anger. Anger to himself for being weak.

"I won't forget this...", he would grunt between clenched teeth, vowing to himself to change his attitude towards female opponents... especially a certain kind of opponents.

Winner: Lady Phantom - choke hold submission