Karisma Zahin Vs. Taylor Parker

Karisma felt her elbow hit flesh but do nothing much more. The Indian beauty cursed as Taylor grabbed her roughly, embarrassingly and pulled her back. Her eyes went wide and she let out a muffled cry as her mouth and nose were covered. She threw her arms forward, clawing at the mat whens he felt the knees dig into her spine. But Taylor's weight was heavy and inevitably she fell backwards. This time when she hit, her shriek was even able to penetrate the mufflers and she groaned out as her neck was wrenched further, painfully as a sharp jolt was sent through it. Karisma's eyes were so wide that they were starting to dry up and she kicked her legs frantically just to try and move. In some way, in anyway.

Taylor rocked to one side for momentum to roll to the other, rolling Karisma over onto her stomach underneath her. She repositioned herself to sit on her opponent's butt, with her hinds still clasped over her face, and then hauled back, bending Karisma back and up off the floor at a steep angle.

Cassie had gone on and on about angles in submission holds, and Taylor had been paying attention but she'd sort of taken the opposite lesson from what was intended. Cassie took the more conservative approach, sitting up higher on the opponent's lower back, getting a lower angle and inflicting less pain but keeping a more stable position. Taylor was more interested at that moment in dramatically breaking Karisma in half. She was fed up with playing it safe, and she just wanted to destroy her opponent. Maybe Akashi would take notice.

As she pulled back with everything she had, biting her lip while her arms strained, she took note of the ref's count. "Six! Seven!" Time to go, but... maybe just one more second.

Karisma was rolled onto her stomach from the position she had been in as she flailed her hands and legs wildly,, hissing hot spit and agonized screams into Taylor's hands. When she was on her stomach and feeling Taylor's weight on her ass, she tried to buck but the pain on her face was evident and within a matter of seconds, she was pounding her palm as hard as she could into the mat to vocalize her submission the only way she knew how. She felt like she was being torn in half but no matter how much she pounded the ground, outside of the ring, she knew that her submission was no good and that she was at Taylor's mercy. A more painful thing to endure than the submission, that was for sure.

Taylor moved one hand around to the back of Karisma's head, and then forcefully slammed her head face-first into the floor. She stood up and glanced at the crowd. Her blue eyes were intense, and though she wore a hint of a smile there was nothing lighthearted about it. Usually, she was focused, but playful. Tonight, she was just focused.

She stooped again to grab Karisma by the hair and the wrist and began to drag her up to her feet and shove her under the bottom rope before hopping up on the ring apron herself.

"Okay, shining star, let's go play in your ring some more, okay?" She taunted.

"Ughhh!" Karisma grunted out when her face was slammed into the ground. Her nose rippled with pain and when she inhaled she smelled something irony. Her eyes widened at the thought but before she could do anything, she was roughly hauled up by the hair and tossed into the ring. Karisma rolled a few feet away and planted her feet on the mat. One hand snaked behind her and pressed against her aching back. The other went and checked her nose and when she heard Taylor speak, she turned her head and threw a glare at the girl.

"Shut... hah... your ... hah... mouth." She panted out as she rolled onto her hands and knees and tried to push herself up, keeping her eyes on Taylor. Her hair was messed up from all the grabbing and she could feel a little bit of blood in her nose. She wanted to tear the blue haired punk apart but even she knew she was in a bad way right now.

Already, the stupid, spoiled little princess was squirreling away. Taylor grabbed the top rope, ready to slingshot herself over, but seeing that the girl was still a bit too aware of her she only scowled and slipped quickly through the ropes. She was itching to get airborne.

She closed the distance between them with two quick running steps and jumped up to stomp the heel of her boot into Karisma's back. She wasn't going anywhere, and even if she could Taylor was going to make it so that she wouldn't get very far.

"Alright, let's hear some more of yours." Taylor growled. "I'm gonna make you sing."

Karisma had an eye on Taylor as the blue haired girl shot forward. The Indian gritted her teeth and threw herself forward when Taylor shot up and managed to throw herself out of the way of Taylor's attack. SHe breathed a sigh of relief but cursed as her sore back shot a ripple of pain through her. She pushed herself up and half-hug over the middle rop to try and heave herself upward. Even if she could get up without molestation, what could she do? Standing up straight would hurt like hell. She was actually fearful for what might come and the only way she thought she could lay any kind of offensive was if Taylor did something stupid. And right now the only one who had been idiotic was her. She cursed herself for not putting away the blue haired girl when she had the chance.

Taylor's stomp rattled the ring, and Karisma scrambled away again. She was undeterred, and followed after Karisma like a shark that smelled blood. She wrapped her arms tightly around the girl's waist and yanked her away from the ropes and to her feet before hefting her up off her feet. She dropped down to one knee, her extended thigh coming up between Karisma's legs as she dropped her on her tailbone.

"C'mon, tell me more about how ugly I am, and how you're so awesome, I wanna hear it."

Karisma let out a grunt as Taylor grabbed her and pulled her away from the ropes. She struggled a bit, throwing a few futile elbows back as she let out a growl. She gasped wen she was lifted up, unable to believe that Taylor was womanhandling her like this. It was entirely shameful. But worse yet, was the pain that surged through her already pain wracked spine.

"Gaaahhh!"

She sat upon Taylor's leg and panted, blushing in embarrassment as Taylor continued to taunt her. "U-hah... ugly... bitch." Karisma spat. "I am... hah... a goddess.."

"Remember when you had me hurt, and then you just stood around like a dick?" Taylor whispered in her ear. "Still think you're better than me?"

She squeezed Karisma's mid-section tightly and bent her knees to get her weight under the bigger girl's. She hefted her up off the mat again and leaned back. She was so heavy, but all Taylor had to do was get her up and over and gravity would do the rest... She arched her back and planted Karisma's upper back on the mat with a pretty clean German suplex, bridging her body neatly and keeping up on the balls of her feet.