Lisa Giordani vs Toshio Akamatsu

As Toshio slowly pushed himself upright, he suddenly felt arms around his waist and boobs against his back. Red-faced, he found himself being pulled upright.

"Thanks, but I don't need the help," he wheezed, twisting in Lisa's grip to throw an elbow back into her face. If that worked, then he would grab the back of her head and drop down sharply onto his butt, aiming to slam the sexy Italian, face-first, into his shoulder.

Lisa grabbed his waist, pressing him on a rear bearhug. She was starting to pull him to the ring when the elbow hit her jaw.

"Ghaah!"

Surprised and dizzy, the brunette is still holding his waist, but without the pressure needed to keep him under control. Then her head got grabbed and dropped onto his shoulder. Lisa took the hit on her chin, getting staggered and releasing Toshio, falling to the ground and holding her hurt jaw. As she was close to the ropes, the young wrestler will use them to help her getting up, still dizzy by the blows.

Standing back upright, Toshio turned and saw Lisa draped against the corner, pulling herself upright. Not one to wast the opportunity, Toshio charged at her, spinning his body to slam himself, elbow-first, into Lisa while her back was turned to him.

Lisa was still dizzy, and panting a little, when she was trying to her feet again. The brunette would turn to face her opponent, when she feels his elbow smashing her back.

"Ahh!" She screams, as she gets hit by Toshio.

Slammed against the ropes, Lisa bounces on it and falls to the ground, holding her hurt back. She looks to him, and, quickly, tries to kick his groin. If she succeeds, she will try to pull his legs with her arms, attempting to bring him to the ground.

As Lisa crashed down to the mat, Toshio turned to face her, ready to take control of the match for a change. As he turned, however, Lisa's leg suddenly lashed out, nailing him right between the legs.

"GHHHHNNNNNNNNNGH!" was the only soudn Toshio made, the hit stopping him right in his tracks. This left him easy prey as Lisa's legs tripped him down, sending him crashing down onto his front. He curcled up, his face etched in a rictus of pain. "Nnnot...ffffair..." he moaned.

Lisa smiled as she hit the target with a hard kick. As she tripped him down, the brunette quickly got up.

"Nnnot...ffffair..."

Lisa smiles again, blushing a bit. She felt dirty using that kind of tactic, but after all it was an ace the girls had against the men, and, what was the best, most men didn't use low blows against the women.

After taking him to the ground, Lisa will pull his leg far from the ropes, and trap him in a single leglock.

"Now you're mine!"

"Now you're mine!"

Toshio gritted his teeth as he felt himself being dragged along the ring. An undescribable pain throbbed in his groin area, and he was gasping slightly as he endured it. Even as he was dragged along, he knew what Lisa was setting him up for. It was bad enough that she had him in this position, but the fact that she had had to go for a low blow to get it pissed him off.

"Not...yet!"

As Lisa dragged him, he suddenly twisted his body sharply, aiming to surprise Lisa by twisting around onto his front and using his free leg to mule kick her in the chin. As of this moment, the gloves were coming off.

Lisa grabbed her staggered opponent's leg, panting as she was pulling him to the center of the ring.

"Wow, he's heavy." She thinks.

Suddenly, he struggles, and moves himself closer to her, as he was trying to kick her. Fortunately, Lisa was taller than him, so he missed his kick. The brunette left him, standing backwards, a little bit surprised with his violent reaction after receiving her low blow, and could see in his eyes that he was angry.

"Haha, got some guts there, right?" The brunette says, laughing a bit.

But she knew she couldn't take him lightly now, so she stands in her fighting stance, and waits for him to get up. After that, she will begin circling him, trying to throw some jabs at Toshio.

Toshio huffed as his kick missed, but it still had the desired effect of making Lisa let him go. Red faced, he staggered up to his feet, eying Lisa warily. "You know, I was going to be a bit nicer to you...until you went and did that..." he managed to say. "You're in for it now, babe."

Slowly, he matched Lisa's movements, echoing her circle. As Lisa came in for a few jabs, Toshio spun to the side, aiming to grab her by the wrist and twist her body downwards to flip her over him in a judo toss.

Lisa was facing him, both wrestlers on their feet, circling each other.

"Seems like the real fight has started, right?" The brunette says, getting ready for the battle.

Lisa walks toward him carefully, and started throwing some jabs. She managed to hit one or two, but suddenly her opponent grabbed her extended arm, and in a split second she got flipped over him, getting her back slammed hard on the ground.

"Ahh!" She cries, as she feels the impact.

Even being hit, the brunette tries to quickly get up for an uppercut, fiercy and determined.