Who's your daddy? Laddermatch(Sasha vs. Sayuri)

Sayuri came up to her legs as quick as possible again, clenching both of her hands into fists and looking mad into the crowd before verbally bursting out with a scream.
"YEEEAAAHHH!!!"
She walked over to her opponent, trying to grab her at the ankles and tried to maneuver her into a slingshot position to hammer her into the ring post.
"Stupid little girl! You should have climbed to the top and win the day, but no, you had to mock me."
That it was a gesture of fair play didn't come to the mind of Sayuri, that was just plain stupid in her mind.

Sasha hung in that corner, arms slung over the ropes and head slumped forth. She groaned, her world still spinning a bit. It was a bit strange, she had to digg for new energy and the will to go on but for the moment it felt simply good to give in to the damage and pain a bit to find some rest.
But suddenly she felt hands closing around her ankles as Sayuri tugged her into a sling shot position.
Sasha growled and tried to yank her left foot free. She hissed:"Hey let go freak!" and then she tried to stomp forth at the guts of Sayuri.

"...Uhhnnn!..."
Sayuri had been so full of herself and floating that she let the kawaii wiggle her ankle from one of her hands and now she was kicked in the stomach for that and bended forward from the pain, trying to clutch the remaining ankle.

with an angry impression over the defiant toughness in her face, Sayuri would try to turn her around by grabbing with both hands on the remaining ankle before stepping on the rear of the knee of Sasha to prepare at least one of her legs her for a surfboard maneuver.

Sasha not got that leg out of Sayuri's hold in time and soon a lance of pain shot up the leg of Sasha, making the kid whince and groan in pain, one hand grabbing the rope as she tried to gritt her teeth to bite down the pain.
"Unghh,..stop that!" Sasha said and twisted her head about some, shooting a defiant glare at Sayuri.

"You're the boss, honey!"
Sayuri cackled gleefully against the defiant glare of her opponent. Sasha grabbed the ropes and ruined her plan for a surfboard maneuver, but that was no big problem for her.

She slapped with force on the ass of Sasha before lifting up the leg of her opponent and stomping on it. After that, she would release her opponent and kick her out of the ring. She needed some time to prepare the ladder which her opponent had so carelessly tossed aside some time before.

Sasha tried to dragg her self forth, gritting her teeth and flailing about to get out and away. But..suddenly the kid squeaked and gasped as her firm, small ass was slapped.
She blushed a deep red.BUt then she screamed for sharp pain shot up her leg as Sayuri kicked it, sending a throbbing pain up Sasha's leg and then she was kicked out of the ring.
Sasha lay flat on the apron, spitting out some saliva on the mat , her world spinning and unable to get up very quickly.

Sayuri took a good look at the squirming Sasha before entering on one of the ring posts, raising her hands in triumph.
"I AM WIREZAWA SAYURI! WHO ARE YOU? NOBODIES!"
She screamed to the audience while showing off before sending a kiss to one of the cameras.
"Hey Barb, that one's for you!"
She smiled while kissing the air, but hated herself for her inability to hold back her affection for her simpleton tag team partner.

And after a satisfying round of gloating, she finally prepared a ladder in the middle of the ring.

Sasha pressed her hands to the mat, groaning. Blood and saliva hung from the kid's mouth in a string and she felt a bit sick. But her fighting spirit was far from dead.
She used the back of her left hand to whipe away the blood and spittle from her mouth and then pressed her self up to her knees, forced to wait for some moments until her world stopped spinning.
With a second moan she reached out and grabbed a second ledder from beneath the ring, her hand going under the apron.She pulled..and held nothing but a small folding chair in her hands.
She sighed and hoisted her self up, taking the chair with her as she tried to dragg her self back into the ring.

It wasn't as easy as Sayuri had thought to ready the ladder. It wasn't really a heavy ladder, but in moments like this she realized that she had not much to offer in body strength. She was halfway up the ladder, smiling and waving, as she realized that Sasha was not done and was halfway on her way back into the ring. A sour grimace showed on the face of the Japanese.
"This stupid kid won't stay down."
She uttered angrily.

Sayuri had taken some damage, but the kid looked just gross from her point of view and was probably on her last leg. Anyway, Sayuri would wait until she had crawled in and got up to attack Sasha with a Diving spear.

Sasha had just rolled her self halfway into the rings as she saw a looming shadow spreading over her. She narrowed her eyes, swallowing a gasp of surprise as she saw Sayuri diving toward her.
Sasha reached out as quickly as she could, trying to grab the chair to swing it both hands against the skull of the diving Sayuri with a furious roar!