Nanami Tomonari vs. Jessica Wright: No Holds Barred

Nanami was moving with snail-like pace, which made it easier for Jessica to catch up to her. When she noticed the shadow of her opponent looming over her, she knew that Jessica was going to do something on her. She forced herself to move faster, but due to her own injuries, she couldn't move any faster than what she could manage at the moment.

"Ghuu!!!" Nanami let out a pained squeak upon taking a kick to her butt, stopping her effort to crawl. Slumping against the mat, she let out a whimper, her whole body was wracked with pain. She even tried getting on all fours, but she dropped back onto the canvas, feeling to weak to pick herself up. "Uuuuh... nnnghh..." At this point, she was in no shape to fight back, and the referee came over to her side to see her condition, even asking her if she still could continue or not. Still, Nanami refused to surrender, still struggling to get up even as her limbs feeling like jelly at this point.

Jessica looked down at her opponent, totally bemused. The kick in the ass dropped her to the mat, right then and there. All things considered, Jessica had taken quite a lot of damage during this fight, and she was fatigued. But she was still standing, and she was still ready for more. It appeared as if the same could not be said of her opponent. When the little ref girl walked over and asked her if she wanted to quit, Jessica found that to be in poor taste.

She walked over to the ropes, and leaned on them. "Tell ya what, kid. You're hurt. I see you're hurt. The world sees you're hurt. You could just tap out now. It would be pretty easy. A lot easier than what is going to happen if you do not tap, I can swear that to you right now." She spat over the edge of the ropes, and a little bit of blood came with it. It turned out that she was not leaving with a few blemishes herself. "Just do it. Shouldn't take too long. Not worth a trip to the hospital."

Jessica stopped leaning on the ropes. Her sing-song taunts suddenly took on a darker tone. "And if you don't I fucking assure you, there will be a trip to the hospital." Jessica got off the ropes, and crouched down. She wanted to see how this one was going to play itself out.

Nanami still struggled to get up despite her failure to do so. It was just getting painful to even watch as everyone in the arena knew that she was in no shape to fight any longer. Then, she heard Jessica's words, telling her that it would be easier for her to just give up, because it was rather obvious that Nanami had nothing left in her.

Nanami was used to face the challenges where she had her back pressed against the wall, being a sukeban prior to her becoming a wrestler. It's either fight or die. She's not used to this mindset of knowing when to fold them if faced against such adversity where the logical thing was to give up and admit her loss. But, she couldn't help but acknowledge the fact that Jessica was telling her the truth. Determination could only bring her so far.

After a little bit of struggle, Nanami finally fell back, slumping against the mat. The referee would repeat her question again to her, and she could only let out a whimper as she finally accepted the fact that she lost. The referee even gave her a specific question just to see if she was giving up, and Nanami made it clear by nodding, too exhausted to even speak at this point.

And with that, the match would end with Nanami finally submitting to her more superior opponent, too tired to continue the match.

Jessica chuckled, darkly. Her opponent was flopping around, looking totally beaten, right in front of Jessica. Long ago, she had been in that position before, but she busted her ass in the gym and on the mat so that sort of fate would never befall her ever again. Her purple eyes did not deviate from the woman in front of her. She gripped the rope tighter, not knowing what to expect. The crowd were chanting for her, imploring her to get back into it by any means necessary.

But she didn't. She couldn't. And she failed. The little girl nodded her admission of defeat, and the bell rung. The crowd let their frustration be known, but Jessica just smiled and looked at them. She violently shook the ropes back and forth, letting her power be known to the crowd. Jessica had done a lot to carry the evening, but she had not even had to hit her finisher. In her mind, when it came to the very end, she had won through pure intimidation.

The little ref girl was coming to raise her hand, but Jessica was having none of that. She was going to accept her win, but she wanted the photo to be a little bit better. Blood was still running, but she reckoned that she could still look pretty good. After taking a few strides, she planted her foot in the middle of the defeated woman's chest. She was sure that she didn't mind, and even if she did, it was not as if she could make an objection.

The ref girl obsequiously raised her right arm, signalling the victory to all, and she flexed her left. She removed her foot and straddled her opponent. The Violent Violet spat a wad of blood and spittle onto her opponent, showing her contempt for the last time.

Now lying on her back, Nanami let out a whimper of frustration, feeling all miserable due to her loss. Jessica was just too much for her to handle. Her whole body was aching from all the punishments that Jessica had dealt to her, and she might require to be stretchered out and receive treatment.

But it seemed Jessica wasn't done yet. Of course she would rub it in after her huge loss. When the violet-haired woman planted her foot in the middle of Nanami's chest, she gasped and scrunched up her face, feeling humiliated. She really wanted to protest, but with her condition, it was impossible for her to do that. Also, even if she could protest, there's no way Jessica would stop herself from doing this to her.

Nanami let out a soft sniffle, wishing that this could just end. But of course, her humiliation still didn't end that after making a victory pose while pressing her foot on her chest, Jessica moved down and straddled her. "Uuuh..." Nanami groaned, feeling the weight of her victorious foe. And to add more to her humiliation, Nanami was then spat at by Jessica, mixture of blood and spittle hitting her face.

At this point, Nanami just meekly closed her eyes, hoping that the next time she opened her eyes, it was already all over.

Jessica laughed in Nanami's face as the mix of blood and spittle oozed its way down her cheek. The Violent Violet could probably have kept going, but she felt that she had more than made her point. Nanami had lost, and Jessica had won. In the most brutal way possible. Jessica turned and dragged her foot across Nanami as she turned to make her way out of the ring. In one bound, she jumped over the top rope and landed on the floor. It did not even matter to her that the entire crowd got to see how mightily her boobs jiggled. Jessica was happy.

She strode up the ramp, doing her best to pretend that she was not horrifically pained and fatigued. The Violent Violet kept up the act until she turned the corner. At this point she collpased onto a chair and let the medical staff attend to her. She was done pretending. She had taken a lot of damage this evening, and she was tired of pretending anything else was the case.

With a groan, she sat back in the chair.