Eka Guramishvili vs. Bunny Bomber

The pain. Eka could honestly not remember the last time she had felt pain like this. The physical pain was excruciating of course, but the mental pain hurt so much worse. The Georgian's body was lifted up and she was dragged farther away from freedom. She desperately clawed at the mat to try and halt the woman's progress but it was no use. Eka was now farther away now than when she began and the match was slipping beyond her grasp.

Eka tried to hold on. She honestly felt like crying. This match had taken so much out of her emotionally. She was exhausted, in tons of pain, angry and frustrated. This contemptible bunny winning cheated and was winning as a direct result of that. What did all her honor, all her pride do for her? She cried out in agony as she resisted the urge to tap.

The Georgian girl knew she wouldn't be able to resist that urge for much longer.

Once she had dragged Eka back to the center of the ring, Bunny tightened her grip on the Georgian's leg, pulling backwards on it again, reaffirming her hold on the girl. She leaned back again, trying to wrench the limb with everything she had, showing no mercy or remorse for poor Eka.

She looked back over her shoulder at her again, and snarled, her voice growing demanding as she shouted down at her smaller foe. "Tap out!" She cried, the look in her eyes growing ever more malicious with each passing moment. "If you don't tap out right fucking now, I swear I'm going to make you regret it!"

She wasn't playing, either. Part of her was even hoping that Eka didn't give in, just so that she could ruin her day some more.

No, Eka was not going to go out like this. Despite the pain, despite this woman. Every instinct told her that she should tap, but she didn't. The bunny woman was looking over her shoulder and throwing barbs at her even now. This awful lady truly had no mercy.

"I will never tap!" she bellowed, mostly for her own sake. The Georgian girl was in a rough spot and was honestly worried that her leg was about to be broken. But she held on and fought off the urge to tap. She could still win this match. She didn't quite know how, but she believed it with all her heart.

If Bunny had been feeling nicer, she would have given Eka some credit. The girl was stubborn, and willing to stick it in there even when things were most dire, and that was an admirable quality. She still had a shred of hope, even in this darkest moment, and part of Bunny wanted to admire that about her.

The rest of Bunny, however, was ready to grind Eka's remaining hope into dust.

She lowered herself completely on Eka, her full weight sitting on the girl's back as she continued to bend her leg backwards, thinking over her options. She had quite a few ways of making Eka's life even more miserable, and it didn't take her too long to decide on what to do next.

She loosened her hold on Eka's leg for a moment, easing up on it, then suddenly twisted her body to the side, dropping towards Eka so that she was lying on her back, pressing down on her. As she turned, her own legs caught the Georgian's leg between them, keeping it bent at an angle. At the same time, Bunny's arms slipped around Eka's face, locking together in front of her, the former model trying to trap the smaller girl with a modified STF submission!

It was over. It was all over. Bunny had finally had mercy on her. Sure, it was after she had pushed her leg almost to its breaking point when she sat on her lower back, but it was all over. The pressure was gone. Then there was a shift and a quick flurry of movement, and the pain had begun anew. If she weren't facedown on the mat she would perhaps appreciate Bunny's technique in the quick transition. But as it were, she was in no place to congratulate the woman.

Things went from bad to worse. The hope that burned eternal in her chest was beginning to simmer and die down. It felt as if her whole body were on fire, such was the pain of this crippling submission. Eka had gotten so much closer to tapping and finally bringing all of this pain to an end.

But she didn't. She held out. The Georgian girl was nothing if not pervicacious, and didn't feel like bowing out yet. She was too in pain to even yell, but her hand did not hit the mat in submission.

Bunny's arms wrapped tight around Eka's face, pulling back on the girl with all of the strength she could muster. She looked absolutely mad, a wide, crazed grin on her face as she pulled and stretched the Georgian backwards, working her over with the STF.

She was loving this. She was loving every minute of this. She was a bitch, and she knew it, and at long last she was finally fully embracing it. It was unfortunate for Eka that she had to be the poor victim of the model, but those were the breaks. Besides, Bunny decided, anything that happened to her now was her own fault for not submitting.

She called out again to the girl as she tightly held the submission, her voice every bit as cruel and vile as it was before. "I'll tell you again to tap out, little girl! If you think I won't break you in half, then you obviously don't know who you're deal with!" She gave Eka a sharper wrench backwards, trying to hammer her point home. "So just give it up! You've already fucking lost!"

Eka was showing her teeth, just like Bunny. The only difference was that Eka was during it as she was greatly pained. The Georgian girl clawed at the mat in one last futile attempt to get them closer to the ropes, but that was pointless, and she knew it. Bunny probably knew it too. Her opponent was saying something to her, but it washed over her. It wasn't as loud as the din of pain in her head.

The crowd was on their feet, hollering and stamping, desperate to see Eka get out of the hold. Eka stretched her arm out one more time and could almost feel the ropes when she clasped her hand. But it wasn't there. No one was going to help her.

This was it. Eka closed her eyes and tapped the mat. Let it be done. Let all of this pain end. Eka waited for the bell to announce her painful loss and for the bunny girl to release her torturous hold.

Ah, there it was. That was what Bunny had been waiting for. Eka tapped out, finally, and the bell began to ring, the announcer quickly declaring Bunny the winner of the match, pain in her voice after watching the display in the ring.

There was a problem, though. Bunny wasn't quite done with Eka yet!

She began to loosen her hold, as if she was going to let it go, but then suddenly she tightened it right back up, yanking back on Eka just as hard as she was before. She began to laugh, as she resumed her torture of the girl, the entire crowd on their feet booing and screaming at the bigger woman, condemning her for her bullying of the Georgian.

Bunny didn't care though. She wanted to teach Eka a lesson, and she honestly just wanted to hurt her, and she was going to make damn sure she did just that!

Eka's body began to slack a little. That meant that this was over and that she had lost and lost badly. The Georgian girl was ready to begin the long journey home, when Bunny changed the script. She wasn't letting her out, no, not yet, and Eka's body underwent more torture still!

"Ahhh!" She cried. Why wouldn't Bunny just leave Eka alone? What had she done to her to receive this kind of treatment? Those questions crossed Eka's mind as her torture was prolonged. "Let me go!" Eka yelled.

She just wanted this nightmare to end.

Bunny didn't offer Eka a reply. She simply laughed, keeping her arms tight around the girl, her muscles flexing and bulging as she strained herself to work over the unfortunate Georgian girl. She leaned back, pulling harder, tighter, almost as if she really was trying to break poor Eka in half!

The referee quickly rushed back over to the two of them, leaning down and getting in Bunny's face, yelling at her and demanding that she let Eka go, threatening to take away her win, but Bunny paid her no mind. To the contrary, the referee's demands made her try to tug even harder on Eka, trying to bend her back further in a way that no one was meant to bend.

It wasn't until the second referee dived under the ropes and rushed over to them that Bunny finally decided to relent. With one swift motion, she released her hold, waving dismissively at the two referees, waving them off. She started to stand, rising back up to her feet, then then quickly planted one of her boots right into Eka's back. She lifted her hands high into the air, standing over the brunette in a victorious, triumphant pose, the smile on her face showing that she was quite proud of herself and what she had just done.

All the while, the crowd jeered and booed and screamed at her, and Bunny paid them no mind. Who cared what they thought? She was here to win, and that was exactly what she had just done.