Rainbows and Roses: Dixie Clemets vs Rainbow Mika

After what felt like a small eternity, the punches finally relented. On some less-than-conscious level, Mika was grateful she had such a hard head, because the barrage of punches had been devastating. Her head felt like it was submerged underwater, and her forehead, cheeks, chin and temple all throbbed with a constant, bruised pain.

Despite all that, the Rainbow Warrior struggled to get back into the fight. Her legs kicked uselessly at the mat at first, and her arms flailed uselessly in the air as she tried to grasp onto something solid. Slowly, though, she rolled over, and began to shakily stumble up to her hands and knees...

As Mika flailed uselessly against the mat, Dixie turned away from her. She raised a triumphant fist up into the air, starting to pace slowly around the ring, basking the cheers and calls of her loyal fans. They were excited to see their favorite wrestler doing so well, so dominating against Mika, and were wondering just what the cowgirl would try next.

Eventually, as Mika started to push herself back up, Dixie turned back to her. Seeing her up on her hands and knees, the Rose stepped forward towards her, one more reaching down to take her by the hand and pull her back up to her feet. This time, however, Dixie had something else in mind, completely different than her earlier whips. Once the Rainbow Warrior was up and on her feet, Dixie ducked down towards her, trying to scoop Mika up so that she was lying across the Texan's shoulders. Out in the audience, Dixie's fans began to cheer again, knowing that if Dixie could do this, she would start to work Mika into a Torture Rack hold, continuing her control of the match and of Mika.

Mika groaned a little as she was lifted up to her feet, still too dazed from the punches to fight back effectively. As such, Dixie would have no problem whatsoever in scooping the Rainbow Warrior up and hoisting her up onto her shoulders.

It wasn't until then that Mika realized that she was lying on her back, against Dixie's shoulders, being held up off the mat. "Ah..n.no..." she gasped, wiggling and squirming in Dixie's grip in an effort to escape. By this point, however, it wouldn't be enough to prevent Dixie from locking in her hold.

A satisfied smile crept across Dixie's face as she lied Dixie up, across her shoulders. With little effort, she locked in her Torture Rack hold, slowly bending Mika's body into it.

"C'mon, Mika!" She yelled at the Rainbow Warrior as she began to work her over with the hold, slowly beginning to step around the ring as she did so. "I thought you were tougher than this!"

Mika's eyes widened as her body was arched painfully across Dixie's shoulders, sending pain shooting across her spine as she was bent into almost a C shape. Her arms and legs flailed uselessly as she was stretched, her curvy, busty form now paraded in front of the audience by the dominant Texan.

"Ah-AAAHHHH!" Mika cried, closing her eyes as she tried to fight the pain. Dixie's words hurt almost as much as the move itself, and she felt embarassment burn in her cheeks along with the pain burning in her back. I won't tap out, I won't tap out, I won't tap out she thought to herself again and again.

Dixie grunted under her breath, as she continued to parade Mika around the ring upon her shoulders, slowly wrenching the girl's body across herself as she worked her over with the submission. The crowd was going nuts, on their feet with cheers and screams for both of the women; half the audience wanted to see Mika make an escape, while the other half wanting to see Dixie finish her off and securely win the bout between them.

"Give it up!" Dixie yelled back at her, a breathy tone to her voice as she continued her steps, finally taking Mika to the center of the ring. She turned her head slowly, trying to look back towards her fellow blonde, sweat caused by her exertion dripping down her face. "I got you trapped nice and tight! You ain't gettin' out of this!"

Mika's cries of pain had turned into screams by now as her body was arced painfully against Dixie's shoulders, draped almost like a fur coat across the Texan. "NOOOOO!" the Rainbow Warrior shrieked, continuing to squirm and kick in Dixie's grip, although past the ever-present stab of pain in her spine, Mika had no idea how long she'd be able to keep up this defiance. Her body was being bent further than her flexibility would allow, and by this point sweat was dripping from her head, arms and thighs, her outfit slowly turning a darker shade of blue as Dixie worked her over.

In desperation, Mika suddenly shot an elbow down, hoping to hit Dixie in the head, or the shoulder, or the chest, or...anywhere at all, really. If she managed to hit Dixie, then she would keep at it, unleashing a frenzy of elbow strikes as pain drove her to desperation.

Dixie smiled in a manner most smug as she heard Mika begin to scream. That was it. She had her friend, her rival, beaten. She could feel it in the way the Rainbow Warrior called out, the way she squirmed and struggled in her hold. It was over; all she had to do now was wait for Mika to admit her submission to her and the referee.

But then, suddenly, Dixie felt a sharp, jabbing feeling in the side of her head. She took a stumbling step forward, confused by the feeling, then suddenly took another, and another. It took her a moment to realize that it was Mika, remaining defiant to the last, sending strike after strike into the side of her skull. The cowgirl called out in both pain and confusion at repeated, dazing blows to her head. She should have known that Mika wouldn't give in like this to her.

Not wanting Mika to find a way to make this situation even worse for Dixie, the cowgirl did the only thing she could think of, wanting to stop the strikes before they grew too much. She lifted Mika up, slightly off her shoulders, and then dropped her, letting her fall straight back behind her, then stumbled forward away from the masked warrior, rubbing at the side of her head gingerly with one hand, slowly turning back towards her fellow blonde, the grin wiped completely from her face now.

Mika continued to elbow Dixie again and again, hell-bent on gaining a release from the cowgirl's agonizing hold. She felt the shock of impact run up her arm as her elbow collided with Dixie's head. All the while, however, her spine felt like it was being stretched beyond its limits. The urge to just scream out her submission became overpoweringly strong...

...and then, suddenly, Mika was released and sent tumbling back down to the mat. Collapsing onto her front, Mika lay sprawled, face down on the mat, groaning as her left leg twitched slightly. That had been a lot closer then she wanted to admit, and it had left her back a seething mass of pain. It was too much for her even to move right now.

The audience, however, was utterly enthralled by Mika's escape. Her fans began to stomp and clap, urging their champion to get back to her feet...

Even as Mika's fans began to cheer for her, however, Dixie's own fans began to call out in return, screaming for their champion to finish off Mika, to put the masked woman away. The noise in the arena grew louder and louder with each moment, the each of the two blonde's fanbases growing louder and wild, each trying to outdo the other. For Dixie though, standing in the ring, staring upon Mika, she didn't hear them. Her thoughts were fully focused on Mika, watching the Japanese girl lying there upon the mat. She knew she needed to get back in there, to press her advantage before Mika could turn things back around on her, but...the cowgirl was curious. She wanted to see if Mika could still fight back, to see if the woman really could find a way to get back at her.

She watched, for several long moments, slowly pacing around the ring, circling hungrily towards Mika, before finally moving back in towards her. As she moved in, her foot came up, the cowgirl going to aim a quick, heavy stomp towards Mika's back, right at the middle of spine, more to test her rival's reaction than anything else.