Dixie Clemets vs. Rainbow Mika ~The Cowgirl Returns~

Just as Dixie finally managed to near the ropes, she would stop, Mika cranking back again and causing another rush of pain and pressure to surge through her. Between the boston crab and the strike to her back, she was definately feeling the heat, groaning louder as she paused in her actions.

"Aah...ah...AAAH!" She cried, the cowgirl's voice louder than a groan now but not quite a scream yet. She simply lied there, trapped in the hold, Mika working her over nicely...

...then she would grit her teeth once more, throwing her arm out fast and hard to the ropes, finally latching onto the bottommost one. With an angry scowl her head would whip back to look up at Mika, shaking it slowly from side to side.

"Le...let me go!" She yelled up at her, her voice more commanding and forceful than it was pained now.

Mika nodded, instantly releasing Dixie. She was secretly hoping that the cowgirl wouldn't have submitted-- not after they had been having such an enjoyable match so far.

Letting Dixie's legs go, Mika would stand up...and then suddenly sit fall back, aiming to ram her ass into Dixie's already-sore back with another Falling Peach! Normally, she would have given Dixie time to prop herself back up, but after taking all of those repeated punches from Dixie, she knew that she couldn't afford to give the Texan any time to recuperate.

Dixie had hoped Mika was going to let her get back up. She could tell that Mika had a fair bit of respect for her as well, and had thought for a moment that the opposite blonde was going to let her rise back up.

Foolish thoughts, as it turned out. Mika dropped right back onto Dixie's back, her large, wide ass smashing right into her, weakening her back even further! Dixie tilted her head back, letting out another yell as the girl dropped on her, trapped once more under her heavy weight. She wasn't in a good spot now, and if she couldn't turn this back around again, she might be in trouble.

"Sorry Dixie-san," Mika said softly as she rolled back to her feet. Grabbing onto Dixie's arm, she lifted the Texan to her feet before twisting her body, whipping Dixie towards the ropes.

Dixie went flying to the ropes again as she was hauled back up, hitting them squarely and rebounding at Mika again. This time however, she wouldn't have a clothesline ready, her back bothering her too much for her to regain much control.

As luck would have it, Mika wasn't planning on a clothesline either as she came running back to Dixie. Instead, as she ran right for the Texan, she would suddenly shoot her arms forward, sliding them around her waist and lifting her up off her feet in a bearhug! Mika held her breath as her arms locked behind Dixie's back, and she started to squeeze into the cowgirl. The audience cheered and hooted as the two blondes now stood chest to chest in the centre of the ring.

Dixie's big blue eyes could have been mistaken for saucers as Mika's arms wrapped tightly around her, hefting her into the air and off the mat. Her legs kicked somewhat futilely at the air as Mika began to squeeze her, putting even more pressure onto her back. She screamed as the crowd began to roar, her body pressed up nice and tightly against Mika's, her giant bosom squashed up tight against Mika's own generous pair. This caused a small series of unwelcome moans to be mixed in with her screams as the two blondes pressed against each other, Dixie squirming and writhing in Mika's grasp.

This wasn't what Dixie had been expecting, not by a long shot. Her cheeks turned a deep red color, starting to feel humiliated by just how much Mika was dominating her now. Sweat began to pour from her pores, dripping slowly down her body as she wiggled in Mika's hold. She had to break this and free herself, before Mika could break her instead!

Once more, Dixie tried to call up her inner strength, trying to fight back against Mika. One of her arms would slip onto Mika's shoulder, resting there in peace, while the other arm would come up into the air. Dixie would do the only thing she could think of, trying to bring her elbow down hard into Mika's face, trying to put all her strength into the blow, hoping in desperation it would be enough to force the masked blonde to ease up on the bearhug some...

The blow did more than make Mika ease up her bearhug: the blow slammed hard between Mika's masked eyes, causing them to widen as her vision briefly went white and her head rang like a bell. Her grip around Dixie slackened as she stumbled back, losing her balance as she collapsed hard onto her back, dazed by the elbow strike.

As Mika went down, Dixie fell as well, landing in a partial heap with Mika, her head coming to rest upon her firm belly as the two blondes hit the mat. Lucky, she thought to herself, just lying atop the girl, a sweaty, tired mess.

She gasped for breath, reaching back with one hand to rub at her back again, trying to nurse some feeling back into it. She was just a bit too pained, too worn down to get back up just yet, and was hoping that blow would keep Mika out of things long enough for her to be able to get back up and start fighting back again.

As luck would have it, Mika was more concerned about regaining her sense of balance at the moment than trying to regain control of Dixie. The Japanese girl rolled over onto her knees, clutching her forehead as she slowly rose upright. Her vision was swirling and her head was throbbing, and she staggered about drunkenly as she tried to get to her feet. That blow from Dixie had really...had really...something...wait, where was she again?

Oh right, match, she thought as she stumbled back down to her hands and knees. Slowly, she shook her head, trying to get back into the match...