Akiko Takamiya vs. Lady Lakota

Janet's kicks missed their mark, but at least Akiko rolled away and went for the ropes instead of trying to keep on clawing Lady Lakota's long, smooth legs. The Native American wrestler would back up, crawling like a crab back towards the ropes on the opposite side of the ring, though she wouldn't quite make it all the way there.

She saw Akiko starting to pull herself up, clutching onto the middle rope, and she knew that she would need to get up, too. Her legs were hurting her, but she could stand. It hurt, but she could do it. She turned over, biting her lip to keep from groaning as her raw thighs touched the mat. Then, she would push against the canvas, slowly rising up onto her feet, her legs trembling a little before she managed to steady herself. She turned back to Akiko and started to make her way slowly over to her foe.

"That...hurt," she would say. "You're really gonna get it now, sweetie..."

Akiko felt a bit of relief to see Janet flee to the other side of the ring for now, knowing she had bought a little more time for herself. Maybe her claws were a bit sharper than she had thought.

Slowly overcoming the pain, Akiko hoisted herself up all the way back to her feet. She was still a bit wobbly, particularly on the leg that had suffered the lock, but was able to lean back against the ropes for support. It would be a little longer before she would be able to mount any offense, so for now she waited, preparing herself as Lady Lakota began to approach.

"Heh, sorry... I think I have quite a bit of hurt I still to pay you back for first..." She smirked, trying to act confident, despite her legs still shaking.

Janet smirked, trying to hide just how much her legs were aching right now. She glanced down, trying not to flinch when she saw the long red streaks which ran down both of her thighs. The claw from her opponent had been brutal—she could hardly blame Akiko for doing whatever it took to get free, of course. But, damn, it hurt like hell. Janet still had the advantage, however. Akiko was wobbling against the ropes, and she hardly looked as if she would be able to put up a fight. Her words were confident, but her body language told a different story.

"Well, you can try..." Janet would reply, as she approached her opponent, walking slowly, not wanting to hurt her own legs as she made her way across the ring. She would put her fists up, ready to fight if she had to. Once she got within range, Janet would try to duck low and fire a quick, simple punch right to Akiko's crotch, hoping to finish what she had started...

Akiko prepared herself as Janet drew close, knowing she would probably resort to a frontal assault, given their positions. Her prediction proved to be spot on, as she ducked low and shot a straight punch aiming for her groin. Reacting quickly, she pivoted her body, blocking the crotch shot with her hip instead. She winced in pain, as it still hurt, but not even remotely as much as it would have had it hit its intended mark.

Swiftly proceeding to launch her counter-attack, Akiko dropped down to her knees again, while diving forwards towards her foe. With any luck, she would catch her off guard, as she threw a desperate uppercut aimed right between Janet's legs.

Janet couldn't launch anything but a frontal assault, but a frontal assault was all she really needed. Akiko was still reeling following the crushing attacks on her ass, crotch, and legs, and Janet thought if she got one or two more hard shots in her opponent would finally drop for good.

Akiko moved a little faster than Janet had thought she could, though, and Janet's punch for Akiko's crotch hit her hip instead. Before the Lakota could do anything to stop her, the Japanese girl dropped low, landing on her knees, before throwing a hard uppercut that slammed into Janet's pussy, knuckles burying in the black fabric of Janet's bikini.

"Gyyayaagh!!" Janet screamed, eyes watering as she was lifted up off of her feet, toes leaving the canvas, the force of the uppercut sending her flying up and back. She would land hard on her back on the mat, clutching at her wounded womanhood.

As her wild attack connected, Akiko felt a almost guilty sense of satisfaction as she watch her foe drop to the match, grabbing her crotch. It had been an intense gamble, as she had put just about all her remaining strength into that blow, not to mention is Janet's attack had hit she would most likely have been done for.

Dropped down on all fours, Akiko winced in pain, as the blow to her hip started to catch up with her. That definitely felt as though it was going to leave a nasty bruise. Still, even if she as tired and hurting, the fight was not over yet, and she couldn't let up now that she finally had some momentum again.

Slowly, she began to crawl over towards the downed Lakota, approaching her from the side. Nearing Janet's lower half, she plopped down into a kneeling position, while looking at Janet's face and giving her a weak smile.

"At the very least... I can say... I learned something from you today..."

And with that, she tried to yank Janet's hands away from her womanhood, while bringing her own hand down towards her black bikini bottoms. She aimed to get a little payback for that earlier crotch claw, attempting to sink her nails in and scratch at Lakota's pussy.

Janet fell down like a ragdoll onto the canvas, clutching at her devastated cunt. It was incredible what a single punch could do to a pussy. The Lakota wrestler had gone from total domination to an almost complete collapse in ten seconds flat. She had her eyes closed and was cradling her crotch with both hands. She wouldn't open her eyes until she felt Akiko starting to pry her hands away from her crotch.

"Ghh...no...let go..." Janet would insist, but of course it would do her no good. Just as she had shown no mercy earlier, Akiko would show her no mercy now. As Janet's eyes grew wide, Akiko's nails sank into her crotch, eliciting a loud scream from the Native American girl as her pussy was mauled.

Gritting her teeth, Akiko tried to clamp down harder, tightening her grip on Janet's womanhood. Remembering the horrible pain Lakota's claws inflicted on her own pussy, she tried to motivate herself to keep on going, scratching and clawing, despite being completely exhausted. She probably wouldn't be able to keep it up for very long, and needed to squeeze a submission out now.

"Ghhhhh... Feel free to give up any time now..."

Janet knew the damage that a well-timed crotch claw could inflict. She had nearly wrenched a submission out of Akiko a couple of minutes earlier by clawing at her crotch, and now, the Native American girl was getting the same treatment. Turnabout was, of course, fair play, but that didn't mean that Janet could remain any calmer or scream any softer as she felt those nails digging into her tender womanhood.

"Ahaahh! Nnnnrrraaaaaahh!! Aiieeahh!" Janet cried out, tears starting to drip over her cheeks as she felt her crotch being mauled and torn at. "D-damn it...I'm not gonna give up...no way..." she would hiss, as she would try to grab onto Akiko's wrist, trying desperately to pry the claw away from her throbbing, injured womanhood.

"Hnnnnnggggg... Gahhhhhhhh...! Akiko struggled to maintain her grip on Janet's tender cunt, but it was quickly becoming a losing battle. Janet was already stronger than her to begin with, plus her earlier beating had done much to drain Akiko's strength. She stubbornly held on for as long as she could, but it was not long before her claws were pried loose.

Thwarted for now, she tumbled back, hoping to crawl away towards the ropes.