Fairplay: Sven vs Kanya Denkou

Suddenly Sven scowled as he was insulted. "What did you call me?" he growled. After one last painful crank Sven would release Kanya's tortured arm. He wouuld then stand up, and kick Kanya hard in the ribs. "Say that again, you bitch!" he dared, and would then start stomping Kanya's body repeately, really wanting to batter her body up a bit.

Kanya was relieved after Sven released her from the armbar, she cringed in pain as she was kicked in the ribs. She rolled around on the track floor as Sven continued to stomp ontop of her body. She would roll away and slowly get back up, "I take it back... your one sick son of a bitch, What's your problem?"

"My problem?" Sven asked with a sadistic smile. "I'm just in a bad mood. All the time!" Taking advantage of Kanya's slowed speed she would rush up to her and roughly grab her by her hair. If he managed that, he would send a powerful knee lift right into her stomach.

Kanya was still so dazed by the punches earlier, she didn't notice Sven was charging at her. She whimpered as her hair was pulled, and her eyes widedned as she was kneed in the stomach. The air was just knocked out of her chest. She would instantly collapse onto the track.

Unfortunately for Kanya because of the grip Sven had on her hair he would not let her fall to the ground, and would basically be holding the girl up by her red hair. "Aw, quitting on me already?" he asked coyly, grinning evilly. "I'm just getting started!" He would then move to drape Kanya's back across his shoulders, and then place his hands on her chin and knees. With a grin, he would start to pull down on both of them, putting the helpless girl in a devastating torture rack.

Kanya screamed her lungs out, as pain coursed through her body.
She would attempt to swing her arms and legs in the air but, slowly resist less as time went on.
"NO! LEt GO! LET GO!" Kanya screamed, "I give! I submit! You've got to let me go!"

Sven almost felt like laughing as he heard Kanya's desperate screams. He loved it when they did that. It made these bitches so much easier to deal with. "What's that?" he asked coyly. "I couldn't hear you so well? Were you saying something?" He would keep the torture rack going, steadily aplying pressure to the girl's back.

Kanya was an extreme amount of pain, "I GIVE UP! I GIVE UP! I GIVE UP!"
A tear rolled down her cheek as the preasure from the hold kept building on her back, "Please...release me..."

Sven couldn't help but let out a snicker. He couldn't describe how good Kanya's screams made him feel. "Well, since you said please," Sven said, and would mercifully release Kanya from the torture rack, rolling her off his shoulders and onto the ground. He was far from done with the mui-thai fighter though.

He fished into his pocket, and pulled out a set of handcuffs. Sven was never without a dishonest way to win a fight. Leaning down, Sven would grab both of Kanya's arms and attactch a cuff to each wrist, handcuffing her arms behind her back.

Kanya was completely helpless as she had nothing left in her to fight back.
"What do you want from me? You've already one." She said with a low voice.
The handcuffs made her even more so, "You bastard, You're a coward!"