Breaking A Draw!

The beast gets slung down on the ropes like he was hanging in a stunned goofy way, its a set-up for that one move where he would see a petite wrestler to come and swing around using the ropes and smack his face, not sure if Mariko is high flying type of girl, not he could remember if she could but he isnt going to let that girl do to him, so the beast pushes himself off the ropes and trying to regain his senses only to see Mariko coming by from his side, bringing that shapely milky smooth leg kicking up right to his jaw. "UGH!"

Sure it isnt strong but from how long his head is and how much his head and brain is still hurting, it would be effective for her to punt his jaw up like that and sending the large man beast down on his back, a loud thud like a huge tree, bounces couple times before stopping, reaching for his jaw and easing the lower mouth, rubbing in pain as he looks right at Mariko, growling at her. "Grrr..... ngh...."

Mariko’s leg crashed right into King’s jaw, and the crowd cheered as the big man toppled over and fell like a large tree that had just been chopped down. She certainly wasn’t as strong as her opponent tonight, and striking wasn’t really even a big part of her typical arsenal. But standing there and swinging a leg straight up was simple enough, and now there was a floored giant she needed to take care of before it could stand back up again.

Moving to King’s leg, Mariko grabbed it by the foot and lifted it up, then tucked it underneath her arm and dropped down, wrapping her legs around the large limb in an attempt to apply a painful heel hold. If she could hurt his leg enough that King would have trouble just standing or walking, it’d go a long way in taking away his size advantage over her.

“Ready to be a good kitty and submit?” Mariko would ask while twisting King’s ankle and foot in her grasp.

The beast jaw was hurting from her sudden kick at him, knocking the big bad monster down to the floor, clutching his lower jaw and not aware while growling angrily at Mariko for doing such terrible things to him, he tries to regain his sense to the jaw but soon felt his leg getting grabbed and locking on to her holds by her own shapely thighs, wrapping it around his one leg while jerking on his ankle.

"Augh! I will not submit to you!" He shouted at her, growling in the process as he tries to use his free leg to maybe kicking at Mariko to break up the hold if he could, but still his one leg is being punished and knowing it'll be worst throughout the match since hes more power type wrestler, not gonna be fun if he cant lift her up high! "Let me go you! GRRRR!"

Mariko could tell she had her hold locked in perfectly once it was in place, though King’s shouting and growling were pleasant confirmations of that. She continued to wrench and twist on the foot and leg of the trapped beast, and cranked up on the pressure when he refused to submit. “Fine. Have it your way!”

But then King’s free leg swung in and smacked against Mariko, eliciting a brief shout of pain form her. Against most others, something like this likely wouldn’t sway her to release her hold. But with King packing as much strength into those legs as he did, releasing the hold would likely be better than getting clubbed with the large limb over and over again.

So Mariko let go of the leg in her clutches, only to immediately grab onto the other one while starting to stand up. Wrapping an arm around the leg, she’d then try to roll King over onto his stomach while bending the leg back, attempting to put him in a single leg crab.

"You better let me go or else! UGH!" King shouting at her and he did managed to kick her but she already did fairly good damage even her clubbing onto his weaken leg before she let him go, he groan that he wanted to nurse his leg but it gives her time to go after his other leg, grabbing onto and start turning him over.

"Ugh no!" King shouting and feeling his other leg pulling him over, he couldnt fight back or at least he tries but he soon feels himself laying on his stomach as his good leg is now pulling towards to his back, pounding his fists to the mat, Mariko is working over his legs, his important legs!

"AUGH! SHIT!" The man beast havent been in submission hold by anyone in a long time, especially someone small and got him in down on his stomach pulling his leg, growling and pounding on the mat, he tries to pushes himself as he could with his forearms, unable to use his other leg that is weaken from her leg lock, hoping to reach for the ropes, at least doing something about himself!

Rolling someone as big as King over wasn’t the easiest thing in the world for someone Mariko’s size to do. But the determined woman managed to get the job done, and now had the beast locked up in yet another painful hold as the single leg crab was applied to his powerful limb.

“What’s the matter? Too much for you?” Mariko taunted as she sat back onto King’s lower back while wrenching on his leg. She heard the frantic pounding on the mat, and almost mistook it as King tapping out. But no, that wasn’t the case. No way. Not this early, at least.

Sure enough, the masked man started to pull himself toward the ropes. And as painful as she was sure the hold was, Mariko simply wasn’t strong enough to hold him in place for long. “Come on...” she muttered, keeping the pressure up as much as she could for as long as she could, until the ref was suddenly calling for a rope break and starting the warning count for Mariko to release her hold. “Fine, fine. I got it.” she said, releasing King’s leg and getting off of him.

King desperately reaching out for the bottom rope wanting her to break up the hold so he can get out of her stupid submission hold, now that both of his legs feeling bit numb from her assaults on his legs, but finally his hand gripping the rope which the referee finally doing her job and getting Mariko off him.

"Grrrr.... its not too much, just not, grrrr......" He doesnt have anything clever to say really, just angry for going down on all fours like an animal, panting that he felt his legs free but still sore that he can barely get up, only slowly pulling himself up by the ropes and up to his knees, growling at Mariko for doing some good damages to him, he cant wait to do that to her sexy legs. "I am.... going to mess up your damn sexy legs sooner or later.... grrr Mariko!"

Mariko had done an excellent job cutting the big bad beast down to size, and in the process had bought herself some valuable recovery time. King had worn her down quite a bit a while ago, but she had since been able to catch much of the breath she’d lost. And now king was the one gasping, resting on his hands and knees before Mariko. Right where he belonged, if you asked her.

“Oh yeah?” Mariko replied, feeling pretty confident as she started stepping toward her wounded foe while King started pulling himself back up. “You mean like this?!” she said, then threw a vicious roundhouse kick right at the back of his nearest leg. After all the hard work she’d put into tearing this giant down, she wasn’t about to let him stand again quite so easily.

King legs is hurting so much that even its not able to support his heaviest weights and Mariko just enjoys taking advantage of him with some of her assaults on him. He tries to pull himself up by the ropes but barley able to, only to grab himself to the ropes and on his knees, groaning that he could barely pull up.

"Yeah!" He shouted at her before feeling himself pushing up to his feet as his legs wobbling until Mariko comes in and kick his thick leg so hard that trips him backward with ease, dropping the big beast right down to the mat then rolling right out of the ring. "Gahhh!" He fell hard from the outside though still trying to get up to his feet yet its hurting to even trying to stand, slowly moving his body to the guardrail while the crowd close to him backing off, doesnt dare get near him regardless his current condition.

A loud smack echoed through the arena as Mariko’s kick struck against the back of King’s already wounded leg, dropping the beast right back to the ground. This was perfect. She had the beast right where she wanted him. All she had to do was keep up the pressure, and it would only be a matter of time before she’d completely picked apart the much larger combatant.

But as she took a step toward him to do just that, King rolled out of the ring, buying himself some distance from the violet haired vixen. “Tch” she grunted in mild frustration. And now Mariko had a choice to make: Go after King, or stay put and wait for him to be counted out. For a moment she was still, and let the ref start to count. It probably would’ve been the smart thing to do, too. But tonight, Mariko just wasn’t in a mood to stand around. Impatience got the best of her, and once the ref’s count was up to five she moved to exit the ring as well, and hopped down to the floor in front of King.

“Bad, bad kitty.” she said as she approached him. “I’m not through with you yet.” She reached out to grab a hold of his mask, and started to “help” guide him up off the ground so she could pick up right where she left off in the ring.