Kelly Conway Vs. Cassie Elliot - Submission Match

Cassie was vaguely aware of the swell of noise from the crowd, but she didn't know what it was about. Before she could even clear her head enough to realize that she wasn't in for a third suplex, Kelly had her on her stomach, with her signature submission already locked in.

"Nnnnngh!" Cassie's neck was bent backward, making her body arch painfully off the mat. She clenched her fists and snorted heavy, controlled breaths while she tried desperately to concoct an escape. She clutched at Kelly's hands, but the hold was already in so deep and so tight that she couldn't move her an inch.

While her face reddened, the crowd began to chant for her, urging her to escape and turn the tables and win, to not let this obnoxious villain take bragging rights. Cassie, though, was in agony, and only her pride kept her from tapping.

"TAAAP!! TAAAAPP!!! Tap like Higurashi and Tanikaze!!" Kelly screamed as she wrenched at the girl's upper body, arching it up off the mat as she compressed her shoulder neck while Cassie tried to remove the hands that were locked together in front of Cassie's face.

"Y-You're done! You here!? NOW GIVE IT UP!!" Kelly screeched, leaning back with all she had, heaving through her gritted teeth as she tried to tear into Cassie's body make her tap out live on International TV. Her hold was locked in and she wasn't letting go.

Her arms were so tired but she hung on, the fact that Cassie was still resisting astonished her. Admirable for a girl who looked so... Petite, espeically in comparrison to her. But she was no World Cup winner.

"Gchh..." Cassie held on desperately to Kelly's hands, hoping for any momentary lapse in her concentration that would let her make a move. Her body strained to resist the hold, but her spine was paying dearly for every second she spent in it.

"Hnnng..." Try as she might, she just couldn't keep quiet. "Nnnnnyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" She wailed. The ring was filled with her screams, and yet, still, she could not bring herself to tap.

She knew what it would mean, for someone of her pedigree to tap out to someone like Kelly Conway. It would ruin her.

"AAAGHHH!!" Kelly cried out as she wrenched on Cassie's body, her tired arms giving all they had, rocking back and forth frantically as she heard Cassie's painfilled screams admist the cries of the crowd that cheered her on to not surrender!

"TAAAAP!!!" Kelly leaned her body backwards as much as she could, looking up to the arena ceiling and shaking her head side to side as she gave the Crossface every ounce of effort she had left in her worn out body.

Cassie held out as long as she could. Her petite body was bent at a horrible angle, and Kelly's hands weren't going to budge. She was in agony, and she feared that she would suffer a major spinal injury if she was trapped in the vicious hold any longer.

Though it killed her to do it, she began to furiously tap her free hand against the mat. The referee quickly called for the bell and stepped in to make sure Kelly broke the hold.

When the bell rang, Kelly released Cassie and flopped back, panting heavily, her arms like spaghetti now. She knew she'd hold onto the hold more just to fuck with Cassie, she had thought about it. Imagined it. But her arms, they felt so heavy and sore, she couldn't hang on. She was tired but victorious.

She got to kneeling position before raising her hand to swat Cassie's rear with her palm before shakily standing up, putting one boot on the back of Cassie's neck, allowing the ref girl to raise her heavy feeling arm.

<"Here is your winner! Kelly... Conway!"> cried the announcer in Japanese as the crowd showered her in boos.

"...I.... Told you it would end up this way." Kelly muttered softly though tired pants of breath.

Cassie flinched when Kelly swatted her rump, and she moved one hand down to protect it. She tried to get up, but Kelly's foot kept her pinned down. It was awful.

Laying on her stomach, with shooting pain coursing through her neck and her spine, Cassie kept her cheek pressed against the mat and covered her face with her hand. She couldn't let anyone see. She knew she was one of, if not the best submission fighters in AFW. She had all the jiujitsu accolades to prove it. But the cold reality hung over her like a dark cloud.

This wasn't jiujitsu. And for all her skill and her accomplishments and her pedigree, she had been submitted by Kelly Conway. What good was she? She only had one thing to offer, and that thing wasn't good enough. She was nothing, and she didn't belong here.

"Get off," she pleaded meekly from under Kelly's foot.

"...Heh!" Kelly snickered down at her foe as her theme played, basking in the boos from the crowd almost joyfully, not budging from Cassie at all, but instead ordering the ref to go get a mic for her. And while she was hesitant, eventually she did hand Kelly a mic, who rudely snatched it away. Her body was heavy, her arms ached and she felt she had just narrowly clutched victory. And yet she felt compelled to do this. To solidify her win.

"ALL RISE! FOR THE AMERICAN NATIONAL ANTHEM!" She exclaimed loud and proud, her music fading out rather quickly as she cleared her throat, looking to the entrance ramp with a sly grin before she began to sing her little heart out.

"Ooo... say...CAN! YOU! SEEEEEEEEE~

BY THE DAWN'S EARLY... LIIIGHT!!!" Kelly's voice was loud and sharp, meant to be more obnoxious than it usually was, much to the displeasure of the fans who peppered the arrogant blonde with boos. And while Kelly was having a good time singing atop of Cassie, she didn't feel 'complete'

What so PROOOUDLY. WE. HAIIIILED!" With each pause, she stomped her boot into Cassie's back, once, twice a third time and contnining to do so as her song went on.

"At the twilight.... LAST! GLEA! MING!" Again, more stomps, her tone clearly malicious when she delivered those stomps beofre she pressed her boot back against Cassie's neck and ground her heel into the girl, all while extending her free hand outward, singing passionately though terribly.  like she wasn't tormenting poor Cassie under her boot at all.

"AND THE ROCKETS' REEEDDD GLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAREEEEEEE!!!!!!!!"

Cassie cried out, and her body jerked with each stomp. She arched her back, her legs squirmed against the mat like she might go somewhere. She covered her face with her hands. Even if Kelly wasn't kicking her, she wouldn't have been able to get up on her own.

And then Kelly was back to standing on the back of her neck. "Get offff!" She moaned pitifully, and then her back shook with a sob.

Kelly ignored Cassie's cries and tried to pin her down with the weight of her boot while never halting her rendition of the star spangled banner.

"ALMOST BURRRSSTING INNNNN AIRRRRRRR!!!" Kelly cried before she began to ground her heel deeper into the back of Cassie's neck, leaning harder into her while the crowd just peppered Conway with a unanimous hail of boos. Loud enough for everyone in the locker to hear.