Lisa Giordani vs Toshio Akamatsu

Toshio felt Lisa's arms unwind from around his waist, causing the pressure around his ribs to instantly ease up as the bear hug ceased. Relieved, he tried to shift his grip, moving his hands from Lisa's face to behind her head, even as she moved to grab at his wrists. From this position, he reared a leg back and slammed a knee hard into Lisa's slim midsection.

if the blow landed, and it made Lisa doubled over, then Toshio would follow up by dropping down to his back sharply, using his grip on Lisa to throw her over him in a modified suplex. "Have a nice trip!"

Lisa grabbed his wrists and then he released the smoother. The brunette took a deep breathing, feeling reliefed, but that didn't last long, as his next move was smashing her slim belly with a hard knee, that made the tall girl lose her breathing again, falling on him.

"Ghhh!"

Lisa was struggling to recover, but then Toshio lifted her up, and holding her head, she got lifted in a modified suplex, sending her back crashing down in the hard mat.

"GHHAAHH!"

The loud slam echoes through the arena as the brunette amazon falls on the ring. She moans as she gets face down, holding her back, and struggling to get to her feet.

With Lisa now down on her front, Toshio rolled back up to his knees. He had an opportunity to take control of this match, and he wasn't going to waste it.

Moving to sit across Lisa's back, Toshio would grab the Italian's arms and drape them over his knees, before cupping her chin and leaning back, putting her in a camel clutch. "Let me know when you've had enough, babe," he taunted, his firm upper body tensing up as he poured pressure into the hold.

Lisa was trying to stand up, but, still staggered by the suplex, was moving slow and not firmly.

She moans as she feels Toshio sitting on her hurt back, and those moans turned into screams of pain as he pulls her chin ruthlessly in a camel clutch, sending jolts of pain through her already sore back.

"AHHH!"

The brunette was in a bad position, but still had fight on her. She moves her arms from his knee and uses her hands to push herself up, trying to twist her hips and roll her opponent from her.

"Ghh! Ahh!"

Toshio clenched his teeth, grinning a little as he worked Lisa over. He finally had the Italian on the defensive, and he could feel her squirming uselessly underneath him as he worked in the camel clutch. All he had to do was stretch her slender body a bit more, and he'd have a submission.

Except, clearly, Lisa had other ideas, twisting her body in an effort to roll him off. "Nice try," he chuckled, reacting quickly. As Lisa rolled, his legs snaked around her waist, locking ankles as he caught her in a body scissor. At the same time, he modified the position of his clutch, sliding his arms around her forehead and throat to lock in a sleeper hold from behind. He squeezed into her tightly, and the feeling of her body pressed against his was a nice bonus.

"Nighty night, babe," he said as he locked in the hold.

"Ghaah!"

Lisa groans as she rolls, taking Toshio from the top of her, but unfortunatelly not being able to cut his momentum, as she felt her slender waist crushed by his legs in a scissor.

"Ahh! No!" The brunette cries with the pressure.

She tries to take his legs from her, but then her head and neck got grabbed and pushed, into a sleeper. The tall girl felt his strong arms compressing her throat, and pulling her body against his. She groans muffled sounds, feeling the air supply going raw. Quickly, she starts throwing elbow smashs on his ribs, at the same time as pressing her hips up, trying to escape his hold before it was too late.

Toshio held is breath as he kept the hold locked in, feeling Lisa squirm and thrash against him. The Italian girl was strong, he knew, and was putting up a pretty good fight, but as long as he kept this hold locked in, then he had this match won.

Unfortuantely, even he couldn't keep it locked in indefinitely, as Lisa's elbows swung back, nailing him in the ribs. "UGH!" Due to the angle, the elbow didn't hit him with its full force, but all the same, it was enough to make Toshio let Lisa go. Gasping for air through his teeth, he pulled back, cupping his hands and aiming to nail Lisa in the back with an axe handle before he rolled away.

Lisa was having a bad moment there, locked in that camel clutch, arching her back painfully and dangerously. But the tall Italian had still some guts, and energically throwing elbows to his ribs, she managed to make her strong opponent lose his balance, and escape the hold.

"Ahh..ahh.. that was... unpleasant..." she thinks, as she gets freed from his clutches.

Not wasting a minute and giving him a chance to strike, the brunette immediatly rolls and crawls to her feet again, turning to face him with a determined gaze, despite her rather tired state. She then gets on her stance, breathing deeply to recover her stamina and watching his movements carefully before going closer, attempting to this his stomach with a standing foot stomp.

Seeing an opportunity, Toshio dropped down to nail Lisa with an axe-handle...only for the busty Italian to roll out of the way. "Ah!" he gasped, recoiling and shaking his hurting hands. "Hey, what gives? You never struck me as the shy sort, babe," he taunted.

Even as he taunted, Lisa rolled back up to her feet. Toshio stood back up opposite her, meeting her gaze. He could tell that she was more determined than ever to win now. He smiled at her. He liked good, tough matches, especially against opponents as hot as Lisa.

The Italian suddenly broke into a run. As soon as Lisa came charging at him. Toshio would try to spin to the side, aiming to duck under Lisa's arm. If this worked, then he would grab one of her arms, slide one leg around one of hers, and bend her sideways in an abdominal stretch. If he was too slow, however, then he would probably get nailed by the stomp and double over from the hit to his gut.

Lisa quickly ran towards her opponent. Despite being sweaty and kinda tired, the girl knew that she would have to give her all to take him down, otherwise her ass would keep being kicked.

"He's strong! I can't go easy in this fight." She thinks.

So, she was going to raise her foot for his stomach, but suddenly he spinned down. The brunette then, instead of going for the stomp, raises her knee, aiming to hit his opponent's belly and grab hold of his shoulders, and then attempt to suplex him to the mat.