Gwendolyn Dupont Bettencourt vs. Akiha Kosha - Aristocratic Warfare~

Akiha had managed to lift her opponent up in the air, displaying her for the entire crowd to see while letting the blood flow to her head before slamming her down to the canvas as she performed her finisher.  Hearing the entire dome roar with applause was thrilling and exhilarating.  Not wasting any time, Akiha would climb on top of Gwen before sitting on her chest and grabbing on of her legs, performing a reverse school girl pin.  The referee would then slide beside the two wrestlers as she then raised her hand and began to count the blond wrestler out.  The entire stadium would join in with the referee.

“ONE!”

Horribly disheveled and rendered practically lifeless by Akiha's surging offensive, the pompous aristocrat bounced slightly from the jarring impact but remained motionless otherwise. Struggling to comprehend the series of events that had led to such a tumultuous downfall, the heiress peered through the blurry vision in her half-lidded eyes to see Akiha's back and her darkened hair flowing over it. Gwen faintly recognized her demeaning situation, cringing at her inability to interrupt the count and feeling glued to the canvas.

"TWO!!"

Akiha's perfectly executed finisher set off a chain reaction of uproarious applause from the Japanese audience eager to see the loathed heiress suffer yet another humiliating defeat so soon after losing her precious Entropy title. Chomping at the bit to witness Akiha dethrone Gwendolyn as the premiere lady of aristocratic nobility in the league and counting right along with the referee in their hopes of seeing just that.

Though in the absolute split-second before the ref's hand would smack the mat for the conclusive three count, the pin-stripped official would glance to the side and stop herself. Instead she would rush up and emphatically shake Akiha's shoulders to get her attention, pointing towards their side so Akiha could witness the miraculous sight for herself...

...namely Gwen's index and middle finger hooking over the bottom rope. Just barely qualifying for a rope break, but more than enough for hollering boos to reign down upon the poor official for simply doing her job.

Akiha was now sitting on top of Gwen's chest, enjoying the moment as the audience cheered for her. She heard the two count and didn't see any movement from Gwen. At this point, the match was as good as won but suddenly the referee would stop and then point to the ropes. Akiha eyes would widen at the sight as she couldn't believe what had just happened. Gwen had managed to 'barely' grab onto the ropes, just two fingers on the bottom rope.

The raven hair wrestler would take a deep breathe as she calmed herself. She would get off Gwen and back into her feet before trying to give a quick stomp on her stomach, trying to take the air out of her. Akiha would then grab Gwen hair once again, trying to lift her back to her feet before attempting to throw her for an Irish whip towards the ropes, where the Japanese wrestler would then wait as she got ready to set up the blond wrestler for a clothesline.

Deflating the hope of an entire audience with one raised arm, the heiress had only the faintest inkling of the ropes positioning before reaching out in the general vicinity of where they were. Mat awareness having saved her from what would have been a significantly demeaning defeat to her upstart rival. The relief on her chest from having Akiha unseat herself compelled Gwen to take in her own fesh breath of air before being having her gut stomped in. Gwen coughed out loud before being hoisted back to her feet once more by her golden and now slightly reddened curls.

The disorientation from Akiha's red mist was gradually wearing off, her blurred vision recovering to the point where she could finally see farther than two feet ahead of her. Witnessing the ropes on the other side of the ring before being sent hurtling towards them. Gritting her teeth and having her full of being subjected to Akiha's will, Gwen's indignant rage had finally caught up with her it seemed.

Upon reaching the ropes and to the wide-eyed amazement of the Japanese audience, Gwen would hop in place to springboard her feet off the middle rope!! Pivoting in mid-air back towards Akiha with every intention of slamming her knee across her rival's skull in a disastrous Disaster Kick!!

Akina managed to get in a good stomp before pulling Gwen by the hair and getting the blond wrestler to her feet. She was going to show everyone that all her foreign opponent had done was simply delayed her defeat. Intent on ending this match as soon as possible, Akiha would now Irish whip her opponent into the ropes before getting ready to hit her opponent with a clothesline to knock Gwen back to the canvas.

Yet what happened next took Akiha by surprise as Gwen jump off the ropes, using them as a springboard. Being taken by surprise, the Japanese wrestler was hit in the head by a brutal knee strike as her opponent performed a Disaster Kick, sending the raven hair wrestler down to the mat on her stomach. Akiha eyes laid closed as the rest of her body didn't move while laying on top of the canvas. The audience would gasp at what they saw, just a moment ago, Akiha was dominating and now her opponent Gwen had somehow turned it around in the blink of an eye.

With the maids subdued, Yayoi was now watching the match intently. Although she couldn't do much at this point, she felt confident in her mistresses abilities and that faith was rewarded when Gwendolyn seemed to turn the tables on Akiha.

Still, Akiha seemed resilient enough and Gwendolyn needed to make a statement against the Japanese aristocrat. Looking around, she found something perfect and grabbed a silver platter laying around. She picked it up and slid it into the ring.

"Maîtresse! Serve her up for the audience!" Yayoi cried out.

In a dazzling combination of graceful elegance and impactful viciousness, Gwendolyn's high-flying counter attack rendered an entire audience stunned silent. The springboard knee strike simultaneously incapacitating Akiha with a thunderous crack against her skull and deflating everyone's earnest hopes of seeing the heiress' downfall. After collapsing into a brief tumbling roll, the heiress recovered quickly from her inelegant landing by climbing back to her feet but stumbling back to lean against the ropes from losing her sense of balance.

Panting furiously with the energizing adrenaline coursing through her veins, the heiress' devious smirk was increasingly unsettling considering her face was still partially coated blood red. Gwen nonchalantly stepped on the silver platter sliding in her direction before kicking it to slide across the ring in Akiha's direction. Acting in flawless mental synchronization, Yayoi had supplied Gwen with the perfect accessory to the heiress' grand finale to this match~...

"It's exactly as I mentioned previously, Madam Kosha...*pant*...Wars~..." Gwen uttered while wearily sauntering towards Akiha, arching down to entangle her fingers into Akiha's flowing locks. Guiding her clobbered opponent to a hunched over position, the heiress would turn in place and clamp her smooth thighs around her rival's head. Straining her taut leg muscles to keep Akiha subjugated, Gwen would reach behind her to grasp her rivals wrists and tug them forward.

If Akiha were to open her eyes from this precarious position, she may recognize her own reflection staring right back at her from the silver platter beneath Gwen's feet. Bending her knees to gain extra hang-time, the heiress would leap remarkably high off the canvas to execute her Arbre généalogique royal finisher and smash Akiha's face squarely onto the hardened metal surface!!

Akiha was now down on the ground, eyes closed as that last hit had taken a lot out of her.  At this point, she was non-responsive to anything happening around her as the silver platter was sent beside her.  The Japanese wrestler would remain limp at first as Gwen pulled on her hair, not hearing what Gwen had to say to her.  Only after a second would she slowly start to get up, as her eyes were barely open as her vision was pretty blurry.  The raven hair wrestler then felt something warm wrapping around her head as well as some pressure.  In response to this, she would blink as her vision would now start to clear up as she then saw her own reflection on a metal platter and Gwen legs around her head.

Yet before she could react her face would hit the metal surface, causing her to go limp again as her eyes remained closed as Gwen had just executed her finisher.  Akiha legs and arms would now be spread out as the crowd would cry out for their hometown wrestler to recover and turn the match around.  But the Japanese wrestler had taken to much damage and couldn't even hear them as she was out cold now as her face rested on the silver platter as if she was being served up to Gwen in a royal manner.

The brutal clang of Akiha's already battered face crashing down upon the strategically placed silver tray may not have been the familiar chime of the ring bell, but it nevertheless signaled what most would assume was the end of the match. The Japanese audience bellowed loudly for their own imperial champion to reverse the tide of the match, but the violent impact had rendered Akiha thoroughly unresponsive. A scintillating chill crept up Gwen's spine from the satisfying collision and from feeling her rival slump into unconsciousness between her toned legs.

After taking a few seconds to breath the fire out of her heaving chest from the unbridled exhilaration of the moment, Gwen would spin in place until she was in a seated position. With Akiha's arms situated in the crook of Gwens knees, her rival's limp frame would twist right along with Gwen until she was now laying on her back. Scooching forward until the heiress could reach for and rear back one of Akiha's legs, Gwen would now be mimicking Akiha's own reverse school girl pin. Though with the noticeable exception of Gwen's perfect rear seated on Akiha's battered face for an intentionally added dose of humiliation.

Pompously waving and blowing a kiss to the incensed audience would generate vitriolic jeers towards the heiress, and soon after the referee would slide into place and initiate the pin count once more. The crowd expressed their frustration towards Gwens seemingly inevitable victory, but with the ropes nowhere near the warring aristocrats this time around...their hopes for a miracle were waning away...

"1!"

Hitting the silver platter face first had left Akiha out cold and unresponsive to anything happening around her.  Once Gwen was done turning around, the raven hair wrestler would be moved so that her back was on the canvas while her head still rested on the silver platter.  Her legs remained limped as her opponent grabbed one of them and place her in a humiliating pin but Akiha would not see it as she was still out cold.  The referee then slide and started to count her out while the audience would yell for her to kick out and get back into the match.

“2!”

The referee hand smacked the canvas for the second time as Akiha was still out of it, remaining unresponsive and unaware of the humiliating position she in as her face was sandwich between Gwen rear and the silver platter.  If she had been awake she would have been fuming but at this point, all she could do was lie down and wait for the three count to arrive too signal the end of the match.