Felina Rodriguez vs Daisuke Takeuchi

The wrestling prince really felt the sting from that impact as he went down on his knees infront of his opponent, who stood tall over him feeling strong as she had the prince kneeling infront of her. The crowd let out a loud " OOOOHH" sound as they almost felt the impact when they saw the Latina kick at his ribs.

He gritted his teeth and glared back up at her as she looked down on him, looking to bear in the pain. " Urghh bitch, never"he barked back, remaining defiant. However, she was more than happy to press on the match as she grabbed him by the head to pull him back up on his feet gradually. Halfway back up, she shoved his head between her thighs to trap him there and looked to set him up for something.

Daisuke wriggled and squirmed under her thighs as his hands smacked the back of her thigh and lower back but it wasn't enough to stop her from wrapping her arms around his toned waist and hoisting him up, upside down, against her as she had him set up for that piledriver!

Daisuke’s response didn’t come as any sort of surprise to the wrathful latina, though Felina had a feeling the beating he’d taken so far had come as quite a surprise to the wrestling prince. That alone made up for some of his defiance, though not nearly enough to deter Felina from continuing to kick his ass all over the ring.

To her foe’s credit, Daisuke’s struggles did make it harder to lift him up. And though Felina wasn’t weak by any means, her arm strength wasn’t the best, and Daisuke probably wasn’t the lightest guy on the Tension roster either. Getting him upside down was a chore Felina grunted all the way through. But once he was in position, there was nowhere for the wrestling prince to go but down.

Felina gave a little hop, then stretched her legs out in front of her as she fell onto her rear, spiking Daisuke’s head down right on the mat with a piledriver! That might’ve been the first moment during this that Felina actually felt like she was a wrestling match and not just a fight. Though she doubted Daisuke would share that little sentiment, if he was even still conscious, that is. Either way, Felina shoved Daisuke’s body aside then pushed herself back up. She moved to stand next to her foe, then raised a foot and planted it on top of his chest while glaring down at him.

“Count it, ref.” she said, and immediately the ref knelt by Daisuke’s body to do just that.

“One...!”

The wrestling prince had massively underestimated the Latina in their match and he was paying dearly for it, after getting some offence in he found the tables to turn against him once more in this match as Felina had him set up for the piledriver with his head trapped between her strong thighs. He began to wriggle around and smack the back of her thighs and lower back but it wasn't enough for him to throw off the latina, who grunted loudly in effort before pulling him upside down against her body.

His eye's were widened in disbelief, he couldn't believe this girl could actually pull off a wrestling move and here she was, getting ready to smack his head down onto the ring mats. After hopping up, she stretched her legs and fell down on her butt, driving the wrestling prince's head right down on the mat *THUD* the ring shook a bit from the impact and Daisuke's body flopped down onto his belly, he looked KO'ed.

The Latina shoved his body onto his back, his chiselled body glistening off sweat under the ring lights as she towered over him and dominantly put her feet ontop of his toned pecs, looking down on him as she ordered the referee to pin him and he did.

His chest heaving up and down, beads of sweat shone off his body as the crowd took picture's of this sight, this was Felina's moment. The referee was kneeling besides the two Tension superstars as he did his job

"Two........Three!"

*DING*DING*DING*