Makoto vs Sasha - First Blood

"Ah!"

Makoto was shocked and surprised that this girl would stoop to doing something so dirty. She tried to hold on after the first strike but after the second and thrid she finally let go, rolling away and clutching her breast. She figured Sasha ahd to be hurting somewhat after being in a kneebar for so long. She evntually looked abck at sasha while holding her chest and glared angrily at her.

Sasha dropped aside and clutched her knee with her left, pressing her self away from the mat while glarring at her opponent past her square ,little shoulders with a grin.She needed a while to get the worst of the stinging pain from the limb, then she hoisted her self up to her feet with some help off the toprope.
She took a deep breath, walking toward Makoto and then diving in low, circling her shoulders,aiming a left low cross for the cute , little Judoka's belly, right over the naval, doing her best to set her up for a throw of her own.

Makoto struggled to rise while holding her aching breast. She was going to make this bitch regret that. She spread her arms then to lock up with Sasha, but that was when she was struck in the gut by the Russian girl's hook punch to her gut. She gagged and choked as she was stunned for the attack and had a good chance of being set up for whatever throw the girl wanted.

Sasha felt her fist burry into the other kids belly and she loved this sensation.Not because she liked to hurt other ones but because it added to the thrill of the fight. Well and she realy was in the mood to let this cute but rude girl pay fort the bad attitude.
With her wolfish grin even getting wider she slung her left arm around Makoto's head in a reversed headlock and pressed hger as firm to her side as she could.
Then Sasha leaned forth and reached for the JudoDevil's bottom atire's waistband, her hand sliding down the fabric to grab any underwear if possible.
Sasha grabbed it and pulled it up, yanking and pulling to give the Japanese a cameltoe ripping wedgie.
Then, with a short roar, the burly Russian buckled her knees,arching back while lifting hard.
She tried to get Makoto up ove rand hard down in her infamous vertical wedgie suplex.

Makoto was wearing her BBD black gi which lacked the shorts of the other gi so Sasha would essentially be grabbing some black frabric and then the side of Makoto's pink panties. Makoto gasped loudly and her eyes widened in shocked as the pink panties rode up into her crotch in that infamous wedgie. Then sudden pain and sock stunned her neough for Sasha to suplex ehr with authority.

Makoto landed with a bang. Even though her back and ribs were rattled by the suplex, she felt more pain in her extremities. She rolled over and held her crotch moaning in pain, eyes tightly closed. A little juice trickled out but it wasn't blood.

Sasha stood up in a kipup and turned at Makoto.She took a short breath, circling the prone girl to the left in two longer steps.
Her eyes narrowed as she had a closer look at her opponent, clenching her fists.
She dropped into battle stance again,raising a boxingguard ,leading left but not attacking.
"And..rough enough? Or did you doubt that I could show you some forms of pain?" Sasha asked the girl, hissing.She let her opponent enough time to get up again.

Makoto glared up at her, but she wasn't going to get up. She then saw Sasha's legs nearby and would immediately go into her judo ground fighting phase of mind. She would have ehr legs snake out and tie up in Sasha's own feet. From there she would try to force Sasha to fall on her face from the double leg trip and if Sasha did fall flat, Makoto would grab for one of Sasha 's feet and pull back, overlapping it with the other in a basic leg hold.

Sasha was tripped and fell,arms wheeling cursing the girls quick locks and throws.she hit the mat with a dul thud and gasped, pressing her self up on all fours and legs a bit numb.

Makoto would try to work Sasha over a bit with ankle hold. She leaned on Sasha's back pulling back on the foot of the leg with sasha's other leg trapped in the mix. She would jerk back about twice before trying to hold the foot with one hand use the other hand to snake around the front of Sasha's neck and face and perhaps try to pull back on her head simultaneously.

Sasha yelped in pain as stung in her leg, she clawed at the mat, badl yfolded by the smaller girl.The Cossack Kid let out a short curse and groaned with a deep breath. "Let go!" she hissed, glarring at Makoto like mad.
She dragged her self forth and did her best to reach the ropes.