Haruko Hitamura vs Sarah Gatt

Haruko held on tight, clawing and biting at where she could, but then yelped as her head was stomped on, and let go of her leg, laying motionless on the mat, only her tail moving as a sign to show she was still somehow conscious...

Sarah hissed through clenched teeth. Haruko had really got her good. While she didn't make her bleed, there were marks on her leg from where she had bitten and scratched. "Bad kitty," Sarah growled.

Giving one more kick to Haruko's ribs for good measure Sarah would move to Haruko's feet, lift them under her armpits, and try for the boston crab again. Because of Haruko's persistense, she would bend her legs back further than necessary, really pouring on the pressure.

Haruko coughed as she was kicked in the ribs, and then felt her legs being grabbed. Suddenly pain brought her clawing back to reality, as she let out a loud cry of pain as she was wrenched back hard in the boston crab.

"Nyaaaaa!!" She cried out, then blinked as she cried out much as she imagined her mother would in this situation, which caused her to blush a bit, not believing she just cried like that.

"Shut up!" Sarah growled, keeping her legs bent painfully back. Sarah had a number of moves she wanted to try out so that she'd become more accustomed to them in the ring. Trying them out on Haruko was just fine with her.

"I've never done this move before," Sarah chuckled. "Am I doing it right? Does it hurt?" With that she would pull back further, almost bending the poor girl in half.

"Ahhhhhh!!! S-stop! I can't take anymore!" She cried out, slamming her hand on the mat again and again, though she doubted the woman would listen.

Sarah smirked. "I guess that's a yes." With one last tug on Haruko's legs Sarah would let them flop to the floor, satisfied with the result. She'd be using that move a lot more in the future. Sarah would then grab Haruko by one of her cat ears to drag her to her feet, then put her in a reverse headlock. "Next up: the DDT!" she laughed, and with that would follow through with said move.

Haruko gasped loudly when her legs were let go, and she desperately tried to crawl out of the ring, whimpering with each move she took before she was grabbed and forced back up to her feet in a reverse headlock. She hung limply there for a moment before she lurched back to life and brought her hand up between Sarah's legs, trying to dig her nails as deep as she could into her crotch, trying to twist the flesh as well. If THIS didn't buy her a couple moments to recover, she didn't know what would.

"YEOWWW!!!" Sarah screamed in agony. Haruko's nails were digging deep into the flesh of her crotch, and the pain was almost unbearable. She didn't think the catgirl was capable of such dirty tactics. Sarah immediately realesed the headlock and would attempt to push Haruko away, maybe into the corner post, then sink to her knees clutching her imjured womanhood.

Haruko grunted as she was pushed away and flopped to her rear. Honestly, she wouldn't be if this was a match, but this was just a brawl. It wasn't going to end from a pin or a tap out. She needed to escape, but first, she needed to come to. She groaned, shaking her head softly, whimpering from all the pain in her body, but slowly she started to work herself to her feet on her own power, glaring at the woman that was clutching at her womanhood. She could still barely move, but at least she was at her feet.

Sarah watched through blurry vision as Haruko got to her feet. Her underestimating of this girl led her to her current condition. She would not make that mistake again. "We're....not....done!!" Sarah would blast through her pain and with a primal yell would charge at Haruko, tackling her around the waist and into the corner post. If that worked, she would follow through by driving her shoulder into the catgirl's stomach.