Remi Tachibana vs. Makie Akamatsu - A Graceful Debut!

Severely weakened from all Makie's attacks, Remi listened to Makie's words and saw what she was about to do, and she growled at her. "D-don't you dare..." Still, her body was still aching all over, and she didn't have enough time to recover her strength. Hoping that she could at least avoid whatever Makie would try to do next, she would focus on her opponent's movement, trying to time her own action before Makie made her way towards her, going for a brutal hip attack to her face!

Grabbing the middle rope, Remi would pull herself to the side, hoping to avoid the incoming butt attack! Hoping that Makie would hit nothing but the turnbuckle with her butt, Remi would try to make use of the ropes to quickly pull herself up before attempting to deliver a back attack right into Makie's belly, pushing her against the turnbuckle with the impact!

The moment Makie launched herself at Remi, she twisted, spinning around to slam her rear end into her cornered opponent. The moment she did so, however, she heard the crowd start to cry out. She only had a small fraction of a second of confusion before she saw Remi hurling herself sideways in the corner of her vision.

Oh. That was why.

The impact sent white hot pain shooting up her tailbone. She suppressed a shriek of agony as her body arched against the corner post, biting her lip. Inwardly, she was Cursing, uttering so many swear words against Remi that she was too much in pain to say right now. Gingerly, she opened one eye...

...a split second before Remi's add slammed against her midsection. The blow sent Makie doubling over, gasping, her face brushing against Remi's back as she wanted weakly for breath.

Successfully avoiding Makie's attack before countering her attack by slamming her back against her midsection, Remi would think fast of what to do next. Considering that Makie was behind her at the moment, she needed to ensure that her next attack would leave her on the mat. So, she would grab her opponent by her head as she would get on one knee. She would pull Makie's head, and with a yell, she would try to flip her over with a snapmare!

"Haah!!!"

She was hoping that the snapmare would at least rattle her a bit, giving her some time to recover before she could think of what to do next. After taking quite a beating from Makie, it's about time for Remi to make her pay and deliver the beatings of her own.

Makie slumped weakly against Remi, her warm breath being felt on her opponent's back as she leaned against her for support. Groaning lightly, she felt grab her by the head as she was suddenly pulled out of the corner. Before Makie even knew what was going on, Remi dropped down, and Makie went flying head over heels, before smacking back-first into the mat.

"AAAH!" she cried, her body immediately arching up from the blow before slumping to the mat again. Makie was breathing hard now, eyes screwed shut as one of her legs kicked weakly at the mat...

Successfully slamming Makie down into the mat with the snapmare, Remi planned to keep her under pressure as she would grab her opponent by her head before she put it between her head for a figure four headlock, choking and squeezing her with her toned legs. Due to personal reasons, Remi didn't deliver strikes to the head, but this wasn't a strike, so she was fine doing this to her opponent.

"Fufu... how is this?" Remi asked, applying more pressure in the hold just to see if Makie would tap out from this or not. "You can tap out if you want..." she taunted the girl, smiling deviously and seductively all the while to see how good her opponent was at enduring such a move.

Makie opened one eye, staring up at the studio lights, pondering just how this sudden reversal of fortunes had just happened. Groaning, she kicked a leg into the mat, trying to rev up some energy to get moving again and take the fight back to Remi. She didn't even get a chance to try, though-- in an instant, her head was encircled by Remi's powerful legs in a figure four. Her eyes instantly widened, her face going red as she pawed uselessly at Remi's legs. "URRRRRMGH!"

What made this all the worse the way Remi was no flirting with her-- indeed, from here, Remi was making sure that Makie got a good view of her ample chest. Makie felt her face redden further, but beyond that, could only flail, kick and squirm as she grew weaker in the figure four...

Now that the match had gone to the direction she wanted, Remi would make sure to milk it for all it's worth. She would keep squeezing Makie's head in the figure four headlock, keeping her toned legs wrapped around her head, preventing the girl from breathing properly as well as to leave her more and more weakened.

"Come on now... don't tell me you don't want to escape there..." Remi teased, applying more pressure in the figure four, constricting her airway and blood flow. She knew that if Makie didn't find a way to escape the hold, then she would be forced to tap or eventually lose her consciousness. It's either one of those two that Remi preferred for her.

Makie was getting desperate now, her breath lagging as she fought against the cast iron prison that was Remi's legs. her lower body twisted and writhed as she desperately sought to effect an escape, one eye closing as she found herself growing weaker and weaker in Remi's grip. The fact that Remi was taunting her all the while like that wasn't helping matters at all.

"Nnnghh..." Gritting her teeth, Makie pressed her boots against the mat and tried to roll the two of them over. If she managed to get Remi onto her front, then she would focus all of her energies on prying her head free and then, if she managed that, leaping onto Remi's back to wrap an arm around her throat in a sleeper hold. If Remi resisted her efforts to roll her, though, then Makie had one other trick up her sleeve-- mainly, kicking back so that her lower body flipped backwards, hoping to roll Remi over onto her back in a sitout pin! (One that would, embarassingly for Remi, have Makie sitting on her face)

Remi was thinking that she would be able to win this one as she kept applying the figure four leglock on Makie, squeezing her neck with her strong legs. What she didn't consider was Makie having enough strength to shift their positions. "Nnnghh...!" Remi grunted as she would resist Makie's attempt to roll the two of them over, maintaining her hold on her neck. But, her resistance didn't help her to stop Makie from rolling her backwards, and when she realized what was happening, Remi was rolled onto her back into a sitout pin position, with Makie's butt pressing against her beautiful face!

"Mmmmphhh!!!" Remi let out a muffled squeal into Makie's ass as she was pinned down. The referee, seeing that Remi was being pinned by her opponent, would get next to them and start counting for the pin. She would start counting, slapping the mat.

"ONE!"

This position was embarrassing enough for Remi that she would muster her strength to kick out as hard as she could, breaking the pin before it could even reach two. Totally pissed and cheeks reddened, Remi would push Makie off of her, glaring at her for daring to humiliate her with such move.

Ideally, Makie would have wanted to win the match with a less...well, suggestive position. She was all too conscious of how the crowd went wild as she rolled into a sitting position atop Remi's face, and it didn't help that the way Remi gasped and squirmed against her butt cheeks caused her to blush involuntarily. All the same, she was disappointed when Remi kicked out, throwing her off of her redheaded opponent.

Taking a deep breath, Makie rolled back up to her feet and eyed Remi, getting up at the same time as the other girl did. "And here I thought you were into that sorta thing," she breathed, giving her opponent a taunting smirk as she circled Remi.