AV 16 Tag Title: The Black Feathers Gang (c) vs. Akiha and Gwendolyn

Maddie yelped as Gwen yanked her to her feet, easily entrapped by the stronger woman as she locked in a sleeper hold. Faced with the sight of Akiko on the ground, and Yukiko struggling in the ring, the dark-haired jobber felt her own confidence fade as quickly as her consciousness was. Barely able to put up a meaningful struggle against the blonde heiress, Maddie felt her eyes begin to tear up in despair, while she slowly began to pass out.

Letting out a long moan, Akiko started to regain her senses, slowly pushing herself up into a seated position. Her body was still screaming in pain, especially after getting powerbombed on top of the barricades like that. However, she soon noticed Maddie's predicament, trapped at Gwen's mercy, causing her to let out a panicked cry. "Ma-chan!"


Hearing Akiko's distressed voice call out, Yukiko instantly spun around to make a break for her corner, but it was far too late as Akiha came crashing down upon her back. "GAH...!" Crushed face-down against the mat, notably getting her aching breasts flattened in the process. the blue-haired girl growled as she attempted to push her way back up, "Get off... me..."

Gwendolyn dearly hoped that the last coherent thoughts drifting into Maddie's psyche as she was lulled into a deep slumber was one, how pitiful her beloved mentors appeared as they were hopelessly outmatched by the refined and upperclass aristocrats. And two, that Gwen's proposal now seemed more and more like the wisest choice she could make if she didn't want to remain as pathetically inadequate as her supposed mentors around her. Speaking of whom, Gwen would turn to face Akiko after being drawn to her by her shrill cry.

"Hmm...oh, never you mind. I'm doing her a monumental favor by lulling her to sleep at this moment. Now she can save herself the shame of having been associated with you two unsophisticated plebeians when you relinquish your belts after such a pathetic outing~..." Once Maddie was snoozing in her arms, Gwen rubbed her cheek against Maddie's in plain view of the seated Black Feather. Than setting Maddie on her side, Gwen would take off sprinting straight towards Akiko. The heiress intending to leave her feet and slam both her knees into Akiko's face in a running meteora, landing with her knees on Akiko's shoulders and Gwen's backside seated comfortably atop her soft and cushiony bosom.

It seemed that Akiha was spending very little time in the ring, most of the match she had either spent outside of the ring or flying in the air, not that there was anything wrong with that. In fact, Akiha loved performing high flying moves, it always got her blood pumping and made her feel alive. Crashing down on top of her opponent and seeing them in agony was also another thing that made it a thrill and landing on top of Akiko were no different.

Part of Akiha decided to go for a pin attempt but seeing as her opponent was still awake and near the ropes, that was probably not a good idea, instead, she needed to capitalize and dish our some more damage. “Be careful what you wish for!” stated Akiha as she would then roll off her opponent and attempt to get back to her feet, while attempting to pull on her opponent hair, trying to raise her up with her.

Finally losing consciousness, Maddie went limp in Gwen's grasp. Akiko seethed at Gwen's comment, and began to attempt to push herself up, "Leave her alone, you bitch...!"

However, before she could make it much further, the blonde heiress was upon her, slamming into her a full-speed. Blasted down onto her back, the fiery-haired girl let out a sharp gasp of pain as her foe's round rear end smashed her bruised breast down against her rib cage. Letting out a long groan, Akiko tried to muster the strength to shove Gwen off, but wasn't having much luck...


As soon as Akiha was off of her, Yukiko tried to scramble to her corner, but was pulled to an abrupt stop as her foe grabbed her by the hair. Painfully yanked up to her feet, the blue-haired girl turned to glare furiously at Akiha, while also attempting to shove her away and screaming, "I will fucking kill you two if you did anything to my friends!"

Gwendolyn lurched over herself at first due to the sheer driving momentum she put behind her stampeding charge, but eventually righted herself by scooching backward and triumphantly mounting the reeling Black Feather. The smacking impact of padded knees against an unguarded face still echoing throughout the arena and reinforcing the growing sense of dread in the audience from those still holding out hope for a Black Feathers resurgence. No one having predicted so dominant a thrashing to the current tag champions...save for Gwendolyn, of course. Who took her sweet time flicking her golden curls over her shoulder while posing extravagantly atop the fallen Black Feather.  

"I'd imagine you should have more pressing matters at hand than dear Madison. Such as how thoroughly you're being outclassed by those with a vastly more distinguished and noble pedigree~..." Gwen taunts would come with a pompous smirk down at her entrapped opponent, just than reaching down to tug Akiko's head upward and deeper between her smooth, sweaty thighs. By shuffling her legs behind Akiko's head with the added space and teetering to the side so she was in a seated position, Gwen's figure four headscissors would tighten down and bring intense and suffocating pressure on Akiko's head.

Akiha saw her opponent trying to get away but the crimson hair wrestler would not have any of it. Extending her arm forward, she would grab Yukiko hair, pulling her up as she herself got up as well. Yet just as the two got to their feet, Akiha would be shoved away, as her opponent would then yell at her. While most wrestler would make some kind of retort, attempting to justify their actions, Akiha would simply move forward before jumping in the air and attempting to perform a spinning heel kick, aimed right at her opponent head.

Once the attack had landed then she could justify herself. While her opponent had taken lots of attacks to the chest, the Japanese crusader felt that aiming for the head was still the best way to go about it, after all, she had gotten a few hits in there. Unlike the body, the head was not something you could really train to take blows after blows.

“Do you expect me to do nothing and watch from the sidelines? This is a wrestling match, we are meant to fight and conquer each other. We are here because the crowd wants to see this. I had hoped you would have at least understood that much but it seems that there is, even more, to teach you then I thought.” stated Akiha in a harsh tone, something which she rarely ever did.

Hopelessly trapped, Akiko could do nothing but squirm as Gwen's massive thighs clamped down around her head, compressing her skull and making it more and more difficult to breathe. Cursing her current weakness, the fiery-haired girl couldn't even get out anything more than muffled objections as the blonde's legs continued to press down. Her stamina already having been low from the start of the match, Akiko began to feel her consciousness fade, trying vainly to resist it.


Back in the ring, Yukiko was yet again floored as Akiha's foot connected with the back of her head. Starting to feel woozy after taking another blow like that, the determined blue-haired girl still tried to push herself up to her hands and knees. "...I take it back. You're just as stuck up as that bitch blonde..." she groaned.

With one strained push, Yukiko managed to get to a kneeling position, though she immediately had to stop as her head began to spin. But that didn't stop her from arguing, "So what...? You'd feel nothing... If I bashed your partner's head in with a chair then...?"

While nothing particular complicated, a rudimentary headscissors could still be just as potent when applied by someone who has the sculpted physique to make it count. The heiress proving that fact by flexing her toned thighs around the entrapped cranium of the wavering Black Feather, smirking down at Akiko while propping herself up by extending her arms behind her. Gwendolyn intensified her clamping down on Akiko's skull as she lifted her rump off the floor with every pressured squeeze of her legs before flopping back down.

Gwendolyn redoubled her efforts once Akiko began visibly drifting off into blissful unconscious by means of her fluttering eyes and nonexistent struggling. Moments of utter subjugation like this were what Gwendolyn wholly appreciated about taking this delightful jaunt into professional wrestling, now humming pleasantly from watching Akiko be rendered utterly lifeless between her legs. Only than would Gwen gradually relent on the hold enough so she could lift herself back up to her feet, readjusting her outfit until it was pristine while glancing back down at Akiko.

"There, and now I've granted you that exact same favor~..." Gwen smugly uttered before beginning to make a dignified stride back towards her corner, the haughty noblewoman elegantly crossing one leg over the other while stepping over the slumbering Maddie. And one step closer towards being draped in championship gold...

It seemed that Yukiko was not staying down or staying quiet despite all the attacks Akiha had landed on her. She could now she why they had managed to win the tag team title belts. Still, it would take more than resilience and words to win this match.

Not wanting to give her opponent a chance to rest, Akiha would attempt to once again grab Yukiko hair, trying to pull her opponent to her feet and having them be face to face. If she managed to do so, she would still hold onto her opponent hair before attempting a forearm uppercut. “Would I be mad, yes! Would I want revenge, yes! Would I hold I take it personally, no! Did you forget that the goal of this event is to knock out your opponent until they cannot get up or to cause them so much pain that they verbally submit?” stated Akiha as she was getting more annoyed with her opponent each passing second.

Deprived of oxygen, Akiko's struggles grew weaker and weaker, until they stopped altogether. Having fallen unconscious, the fiery-haired girl's body went limp and slump down against the arena floors. In a somewhat miserable display, both the of the Black Feather members were lain out on the ground, having gotten dominated by the blonde heiress.


Back inside the ring, Yukiko growled as Akiha reached down to yank her up by the hair. By the sounds of things, the crimson-haired girl took her outburst a little too seriously, but that really didn't bother her much, all things considered. "All offense intended, but I'd still hate your guts... Even without this fight..."

"I don't think either of us would've minded losing the belts to someone stronger... But losing them to bitches like you, who only look down on other people... That just pisses me off!" Gathering her strength for one last desperate show of defiance, Yukiko clenched a fist and attempted to slam Akiha in the gut.