Tag Team Quadruple Redhead Debut

Neske's coughing fit didn't last her too long as she was again roughly hoisted by her hair and tossed into the turnbuckle where the other sister was waiting... back where all this madness started. She tried to break free as quickly as she could but it wasn't enough, as a metal chain was quickly wrapped around her neck and pulled taunt, nearly lifting her off her feet. As Neske painfully gurgled, trying desperately to free herself, when punch after punch landed in her soft, sensitive abdomen. With each punch she coughed and gurgled more, her vision getting fuzzier and her ears ringing louder. Any hopes of winning the match at this point had left her mind, all Neske wanted to do was get out of here in one piece, and something told her even that was wishful thinking.

The crowd was a bit shock at seeing the brutality being employed by the two sisters on their one opponent as they were now yelling stop and trying to cheer on the poor red head who was getting destroyed.  Kohaku gave an evil grin as she kept pulling back on the chain.  “Kiss my sister?  You or anyone else will never do so again after everyone sees what we do to you!” stated Kohaku with malice in her voice.  Hisui on the other hand didn't say a word as she kept pounding her opponent stomach.  After doing this for a few moments the two would stop and Kohaku would remove the chain from her opponent neck, after all she didn't want to kill her, we at least not literally.  

As she removed the chains, Kohaku would then try to use it as a whip and hit the enemy red head back with it.  Hisui on the other hand would try to grab her opponent neck with both her hands.  If successfully she would then lift up her opponent to perform her finisher, Desynchronizer also known as a choke slam before slamming back down to the wrestling mat.

Each punch to Neske's belly felt like a blow from a hammer as the life was squeezed out of her, her eyes watering and saliva leaking from the corners of her mouth as she struggled to keep it together. The punishment lasted a little while longer, but it felt like an eternity for Neske, as punch after punch slammed her into the turnbuckle. Finally, after a few moments more of punishment, she was released by the chain, letting out a heavy gasp as she slumped forward, her hands around her worn neck.

Almost immediately, however, she felt the chain slam against her back like a heavy whip. Her spine arched backwards, putting her right in position for the other sister to wrap both hands around her neck yet again, jolting her whole body with fear. Neske's eyes pleaded for mercy where her mouth could not speak as she was lifted high into the air, but there was no mercy to be had as she was brutally slammed into the mat by her neck, throttling her and further damaging her spine.

Hisui looked down on her opponent who had been slammed by her finisher know as Desynchronizer.  She could see that her opponent was totally out of it and she could easily win the match know by simply just pinning her with a single finger.  “Imouto, let us give her one last gift know as Maid Judgement!” stated Kohaku as she then offered her hand to be tagged.  Hisui nodded her head as she then tagged her sister in before pulling on the other red head hair trying to get her up to her feet.  

Assuming everything went according to plan, the younger sister would place the foreign wrestler head in between her legs before reaching around her waist to lift her up.  Kohaku would climb the turnbuckle and if their opponent legs was in the air she would then jump off while grabbing them to add pressure as Hisui would then also jump up before landing down in order to perform their tag team finisher know as Maid Judgement also referred to as a spike piledriver.  This meant that the weight and pressure of both sisters was being applied on their opponent.  If the attack was successful Hisui would cross over the ropes while Kohaku would do a leg split face pin in order to add insult to injury.  If Emily tried to break the pin attempt, Hisui would attempt to engage her.

Neske felt like her whole body was pulsating as she lie on the floor from another harsh slam, as she contorted and coughed on the canvas. As Hisui yanked on her short hair to get her to her feet, Neske could do little more than comply as she moaned in pain. Her focus barely sharpened at all as she was lifted upside down once again, her hazy vision barely able to register the older sister climbing the turnbuckle and grasping her feet. As the blood rushed to her head, her delirium seemed to give her a brief moment of peace through the madness.

That peace ended abruptly and violently, however, as her spine slammed into the mat so hard she wasn't sure her spine hadn't shattered. Every ounce of her body wracked with pain during the impact, and not an ounce of it would leave her body in the moments after. As she lie limply on her back, on the verge of tears, she found Kohaku's rear viciously slamming into her face and neck. Her face went red as the pin added insult to injury, her body far too beaten down to resist. The only thing she could do to retaliate, or at least show some spite to her brutal attackers, was to stick her tongue out, tickling the posterior shoved in her face.

ONE!

The referee would slid near the two red heads before raising her arm and slamming the wrestling mat. “ONE” she stated before raising her arm again. Kohaku raised an eyebrow as she felt something touching her rear but she didn't pay to much attention to it as she just wanted to end this match and get their first win. Hisui was now starring at the other red head who was on the opposite side of the wrestling ring, getting ready to intercept her should she try to bail our her opponent.

Neske could do little more than twitch and blush as Kohaku refused to budge. The pain was still ripe throughout her body, but the chance to just lie there was a reward, as was knowing that soon, this would all be over.

TWO!

Kohaku smiled as she heard the referee slam her hand again on the mat indicting the two count. She knew it was now all over. The time between the two count and three count seemed to have last forever but the referee hand then slammed the mat for a third time as she then yelled “THREE!” Kohaku would then get up and Hisui then entered the ring were the referee would then raise both their hands in the hair to show that they were the winners of this match. The two sisters finally gave a smile as the crowd gave a mix reception of applause and boos.

Emily was livid. She'd been doing fairly well with those two up until the Green Mist, but tagging Neske hadn't gone so badly after all. She'd actually managed to get Hisui up against a turnbuckle, but then she'd had to go and kiss Hisui. In all fairness, she was probably checking for more Green Mist, but there were better ways to disable that stuff.

Of course, that seemed to trigger the two into another frenzy, with them proceeding to get Neske back in the corner. The resultant beating was quite impressive, finished with a chokeslam followed by a Spiked Piledriver. Any attempt to break her out of the pin would've been futile, as Neske would probably just get pinned again.

Thus, when the bell rang, Emily climbed over the ropes and made her way over to Neske, holding a hand out to help her up, when her anger finally broke through, prompting her to attempt to clothesline Neske once she got up.

As the bell rang, Neske took in a deep breath. That was certainly one of the rougher experiences of her life, but it was over now. She barely had the strength to move, let alone get up, and she felt bad for her partner, who put in such a good fight only to get let down. She wasn't usually up for doing people favors, but maybe she could do something for her partner to make up for the epic loss. After all, even though they lost, they were still getting paid, and being on a team didn't split the pay at all.

Neske let out a sigh of relief as she saw her partner approaching, her hand outstretched to help Neske up. With a smile, she took the hand, grunting painfully as she made it to her feet. It was a rough night, but at leas she could go-

And just like that, the world exploded with pain again, as an outstretched arm slammed into her face and drove her again into the mat. It looked like this hell of a night wasn't over after all, and all Neske had the strength to do was squint as she prepared for the worst.