Isa Kubota vs Killer King

Isa Kubota felt as if she'd been blindsided by a truck! She'd been uncharacteristically been put on the defensive by her hulking opponent, struggling to regain the initiative ever since. She was barely responsive as Killer King pulled the Japanese woman to her feet and stood behind her, lifting Kubota up into his arms into some nightmarish variation on the torture rack submission. The pain, white hot and lancing through her spine, brought Isa back to full awareness. Well, that and the positioning of his hand over her crotch created an instant spike of nervous adrenaline.

Kubota was well accustomed to taking other girls apart in the ring, but hentai matches were something she usually avoided. The pressure of Kings hand brought a violent blush to her cheeks and made her squirm against him with mingled pain and something she really didn't want to thing about. Her body wanted to writhe out from beneath the pressure of his submission hold and yet that only made her sex grind harder against his hand, and she couldn't ignore the damp heat beginning to spread beneath his palm.

Panic gripped her, realizing she had to escape and quickly, flailing her elbow backwards in an attempt to strike his jaw or the side of his head, whatever she could reach that might force him to release her!

The beast completely overpowered his opponent with sheered force, enough to put her to the edge not giving much chance to fight back especially to the part where he took her down with the spinning Stunner just moments ago. All theres left is for him reaching for the girl bringing his dirty hands down between her muscled legs and another over the shoulder to lift her right up to hold her across his wide chest, easily pulling her backward to stretches her out as he could feel the warmth between the legs seeing if she could try getting out of this one. "GRR! HAVING FUN?!" taunting Isa.

Just as he was stretching her out, he could see her arm pulling back and elbow sharply to the beastly face, just enough to drop her out of his arms and down she would go. "UGH!" Grunted from the painful elbow strike that he could of secured it better that he should of, shaking his head by her successful attempt to get out, he felt a bit stunned from the hit but the beast isnt done yet, but surely angry. "THAT HURT! GRRR!"

He shook his head and trying to stepping closer to her hoping he could bring his right hand down to grab hold of her hair, wanted to show he is unstoppable! Sure her strike to his head stunned him briefly and she better not do another attempt attack to his head again as many of his opponents went after to disoriented the beast. Trying to pull her up as he could. "Not... done with you... yet!"

"Unhhh..." She moaned, writhing on the mat after being so unceremoniously dumped out of Killer Kings grasp. Isa Kubota rolled onto her side, sucking in breath. The landing hadn't been all that pleasant, though it did feel good to connect with that elbow strike, she feared she might have only succeeded in making the man angrier. Before she could even scramble to her feet, Isa cried out as King seized a hand full of her long, dark hair and yanked Kubota to her feet.

Along with the sting of fresh pain came an sudden flash of anger and indignation. He was completely embarrassing her! Tossing her around like some sort of toy or training dummy! For a fighter as prideful as Isa, this was simply intolerable.

"Let...me... go!" She screamed, lashing out with her right foot, aiming a kick for his right shin. If that blow connected, Isa would follow up by throwing a forearm strike at his jaw!

The beast growls in annoyance and pain, his head hurt from the way his opponent escaped from his grasp, about to have fun with her tough body and show that he is ruthless and aggressive, but she wouldnt allowed him any longer and managed to escape, though he was able to get a hold of her hair and puling up to face him.

"I will NOT let g---- GAH!" He argues with her before the hard kick to his shin, got distracted for a brief moment giving her a chance to swing her forearm right at his jaw, instantly letting go of her hair and staggering back, he already got hit in the head by her elbow now her forearm?!

Shaking his head and felt more disoriented, but he could still move at the least, not wanting to back off or anything, need to press on and keep Isa on her toes, hopefully he could step forward and make things harder for her. "Nghh.... damnit.... you!"

"Get... Back!" 

Isa's forearm connected flush and yet the huge man was still stubbornly driving forward. It was like trying to slow down a tank once it had gotten rolling. She hated to back away from an opponent, but trying to trade strikes toe to toe with Killer King would only end one way, a humiliating defeat for her. She backed off, trying to stay just out of his reach until she ended up backing into a corner turnbuckle. An idea occurred to her, then. 

"How am I still standing? What's wrong, King? Can't take down a woman who's half your size?" Isa could sound terribly arrogant and condescending. Probably because she *was* condescending and arrogant but that was neither here nor there at the moment. All that mattered now was angering King into charging at her like a furious bull!

King jaw just stun a lot from the hard hit from his opponent, still recovering as he can until he felt the need to press on hoping to get close enough to her not letting the girl get any chance to recover, though he also needs to do that for himself too, but whats not cool and angering the beast is when shes taunting him from the corner, pissing him off.

"What?! GRRRR!" He growled angrily by her comment, he could see her in the corner and without much thinking, he rushes right towards her wanting to get close enough as fast as he could, trying to use his large muscled body to see if he could sandwiched the girl hard into the corner. "YOU'RE GOING DOWN! BITCH!" furious beast coming towards her.

Isa was used to controlling the ring and dictating the pace of the match, but against King... the usual approach had only gotten her tossed around like his personal plaything. Just the memory of his rough hands between her thighs, lifting her as if she weighed nothing, was enough to bring a violent flush to her cheeks. She shoved those concerns and emotions aside for now. It was time to play this game a little differently...

Unsurprisingly, the engaged King charged like the wild beast he portrayed in the ring. Isa Kubota waited for the last possible moment before rolling off to the side, out of the corner, hoping to slip out of the beasts grasp and make him collide hard with the turnbuckle!

King was trying to make a good use of her tough body by charging with all his might and speed, hoping he could use himself to crushes her and shut the bitch up, but due to his blind rage, he ended up crashing himself right into the turnbuckle without her wedge between it to support him. "UGHHH!"

He bounces off the corner, stumbling backward holding his chest, groaning in pain that he should of see it coming, a big mistake for the big beast. Growling in disapproval, King groans as he lifting his head up trying to see where that Isa is, wanted to give her an angry stare for not stopping him with her body. "Grrrrr...."

Coming out of the roll and into a crouched position, Isa breathed a sigh of relief as she barely managed to avoid Killer King. Nevertheless, her heart was hammering in her chest. The brute had come so close she'd almost felt him brush against her as they narrowly avoided colliding!

The unprotected impact with the turnbuckle had the desired effect and Kubota began to circle around King as he staggered backwards, dazed. Knowing she had to move quickly, Isa ran at him from behind, diving low, looking to drive her shoulder into the back of his right knee and bring the huge male down to the mat where she could, hopefully, deal with him.

King doesnt want to be the defensive kind of wrestler, rather be offensive and keep at it at all cost, but his opponent managed to avoid such horrible pain as King hurt himself from running into the corner like that. At the moment when he looks up at the babe, hoping to keep his eyes on her, didnt see the girl until she goes around and sneaking in with a hard shoulder thrust to the back of his right knee. "GAH!"

King is forced to go down, kneeling but then fell to his side to clutch his knee, hissing in pain that the bitch took him down like that with one hard hit, he tries to roll himself on his good knee, not wanting to get down this low for her taking advantage over him. "Ngh!"