Mimete vs Sasha (complete)

Mimete gasped in shock at Sasha groping her. This seemed to suddenly give her some indignant energy.

"You perverted..bitch!"

Now that sasha had let go of her face and arms, Mimete felt a little more mobile, and since sasha was a kawaii and presumably smaller, Mimete would try a trick, where she would put her hands down on the mat and dip her head while shooting her butt up, trying to buck Sasha off her.

Sasha had made a little mistake, lettign Mimete's arms ou tof the trap even so it woul dhave been no big problem but so the American could push up and buckle hard enough to make Sasha slip off roughly but not befor Sasha gave Mimete's breasts a hard,pinching twist even so i tmade the Wiwaii blush and wince her self.
After that Sahsa slipped of to the right side,catching her self, dangeling on all fours.

Mimete cried out at ehr pinched tits and rolled on her side away from Sasha moaning in pain.

Sasha stood up slowly and smiled even so her face was still blushed red a bit. Sasdha walked at her opponent,kneeling down and trying to pick up Mimete in the way Sasha could lift up another girl back,lifting from her knees not from her back. Thus she slung her arms around Mimete's waist,grabing her left ankle with her small,strong right hand. Sasha squeazed once,closing her arms around Mimete's waist and bowels befor she lifted with all her power, like she would go for her signature german suplex but as soon as she had Mimete lifted at least a bit she dropped the rich girl forward again, Sasha dropping in to,setting up her right knee a bit,dropping to he rleft knee, the one aching. With a ping of pain Sasha went for an atomic drop,aiming Mimete's ass and crotch for her waiting knee.
Sweat stung in Sahsa's eyes as she tried to go for some pain.

Mimete's eyes widened in pain as she came down for the atomic drop.

"Ow! My silicone ass!!!"
She collpased to the mat an on her hands and knees and then rolled on her rubbing her ass her mouth wide open in pain.

"I will rip it open" Sasha said, angry about her opponents nasty comments, for Sasha was neither a boy, nor a bull and also no communist. Her ancestors had fought in the white army during the russian civilwar.
Sasha stepped toward Sasha and aimed a little kick at Mimete's ass, not to deal damage but to taunt the girl a bit.
"Heya yankee,stand up!" Sasha yelled at Mimete.

The kicks to her ass prodded Mimete to try and scurry to her feet. It was likely with the frantic pace she was doing that Sasha might maange a few more kicks.

She yelped in indignation and tried to scurry towards the shelter of the ropes or corner.

Sasha stopped not wishing to attack an downed opponent all the time, just showing the trademark, slightly sugestive and tomboyish taunt on Mimete.She rolled her hip forward,grabbed her own crotch with he rleft and showed her right bad finger at Mimete.
"Stand up and fight! Show how tough you are!" Sasha yelled at Mimete.

Mimete reached the "shelter" of the corner and sat there selling Sasha a feared and pleading look. She held her hands up giving the "give me a timed break" gesture and was also pleading with the ref for leniency.

Obviously it seemed Mimete was selling her part as a heel to try and buy some time and get Sasha aggravated.

Sasha glarred at Mimete, anger in her eyes. She walked at Mimete slowly.
"You called me a coward, you called me weak, you said I am a man and you disgarced my honor and my hoemland! Sopport your bribes with blows and throws, show what kind of woman you are! I will rip ya head off and sh+#$te into ya neck!" Sasha yelled, eyes burning up with rage but unwilled to attack a foe behaving su unworthy.