[Submission Match] Karina Northman vs Bashira Matsumoto

Had Karina not been wrestling with the greats before this, then Karina would have surely been flattened to the canvas, or at least be in a state where she would not be getting up again after such a massive downwards slam. Karina had been squashed before in matches, but this was definitely taking it to a whole new level, a level Bashira had created beforehand in their very first match in a underground League, now once again Karina found herself in a impossible position to come back from and it looked like Bashira was far from done.

Right now though, with Karina's lungs completely emptied out and her body feeling like it needed a dire rest, there was none of that recovery that would be properly met with a passive opponent. Rather, it seemed Bashira was looking to continue Karina's misery. There was brief moment where the weight had been reduced, allowing Karina to once again breathe in, to bring air back into the lungs that had been compressed by the massive woman.

That feeling wasn't going to last long though thanks to Bashira flipped Karina onto her stomach, and soon that big, beefy arm came around her waist, forcing Karina off the canvas and not allowing Karina the time she needed, even going so far as to hike up Karina's shorts, causing Karina to gasp out the air she was so preciously trying to renew within her lungs for longer than a second before that large hand spanked hard across her butt, the sounds echoed through the ring along with Karina's cries of pain.

It was then met with a rousing finale, one that had Karina reintroduced to the canvas in a much harder way, a powerbomb, one of Karina's favorites moves now used against her after turning her ass red and sensitive from the spanking she had to endure. Now Karina was pretty much out of it. She was able to breathe again, which was a good thing after Bashira tried to flatten her like a pancake, but now her head was throbbing, much like her ass was though it did not hold the same burning sensitivity. Karina's eyes fluttered, trying to regain that focus and time to rouse her body to fight again but right now.. She was pretty much stunned for a while.

Bashira wasn't here to make friends. Or be a benevolent spokeswoman for the wrestling league. Or be a wholesome role-model for your snot-nosed brats. Savage domination was the name of the game whenever she stepped through those ring ropes. Just in case it wasn't obvious enough by now, earning a decisive victory over an outmatched veteran now learning the true definition of squash match, was only half of what Bashira intended to accomplish tonight. The other half was dedicated to sending a direct message out to an entire locker-room worth of stick figure Barbie dolls calling themselves wrestlers nowadays. Spelling it out for everyone to bear witness that the Ursine Brawler was not the lady to mess with, now further accentuated with a massive exclamation point squished down upon the fatigued veteran. Bashira admitting to having the time of her life right about now, hefting the frazzled Karina up into the air and opting to continue disciplining the overconfident Northman perhaps wishing she had just stayed retired right about now anyway.

Karina perhaps being brought back to her rookie years or straight back to childhood once she started being embarrassingly spanked like a bad girl settled over someone's lap with one massive thwack to her wobbling backside after another. The Doctor Bomb follow-up cementing this as a mauling perpetrated by the Bear-Woman, standing up herself after flipping Karina onto her front side and taking a second to mockingly flex for the cameras with her boot situated against Karina's face. The disrespect showing no bounds with Bashira having worked up quite a sweat but nevertheless remembering just what it would take to secure a victory tonight. Karina finding herself hauled back to her feet by abrasive hair yanking and then straight into the blubbery embrace of a torqued in bearhug by an unabashed expert at them. Bash hiking Karina's legs to be settled over her waist as the savage squeezeplay continued with panting breaths taken against Karina's neck, her crimson tanned backside still displayed as the referee started asking for Karina's submission...