Kyo Akamatsu vs Mindy Priest

Kyo clenched his teeth as he locked in the bow and arrow hold, lifting Mindy off the mat and arching her body painully around his knee, putting her fit body up on display. His own arms and arm muscles tightened as he locked in the hold, pouring the pressure and, he knew, sending quite a lot of pain jolting its way through Mindy's spine. He knew from experience that this was a brutal hold to be put into, and as stubborn as Mindy was, he knew she couldn't last long in it.

"Give...up!" he said again as the amazon flailed and squirmed above him. Even as he stretched away at her, he saw Mindy reaching an arm out. Following that arm, he watched in faint surprise as she reached it towards the rope, her fingers briefly touching it. All the while, the crowd was at its most excited, stomping, clapping and cheering.

And then, as Kyo watched, Mindy finally managed to curl her fingers around the rope, getting a solid hold.

Kyo did not wait for the ref to tell him to break. He immediately released Mindy, letting her drop to the mat before rolling away. His chest pumped as he breathed hard, inwardly impressed by Mindy's resistance. He would have to pull out all the stops to defeat her, he knew, as much as he didn't relish the prospect. But this was a wrestling match, and he was in it to win it.

As an act of courtesy, Kyo would give Mindy a few seconds to catch her breath. Afterwards, though, he would move over to her, grab at her ankles, and, if she wasn't on her front already, use his grip to flip her over. Taking a deep breath, he would drag Mindy closer to the centre of the ring and kneel over her interlocking Mindy's ankles around his own. If he managed that, then he would lean his body down against the amazon's back, cup his hands around Mindy's chin and pull back. He wouldn't put too much pressure on the grip, though-- this was all just preparation for his finisher.

"It's over, Priest-san," he whispered into her ear. "You fought well, but you won't withstand this."

Mindy finally wrapped her fingers around the bottom rope and held it like a lifeboat, eagerly waiting for Kyo to free her from his agonizing hold. And so he did, letting her flop back to the mat. The muscle girl had gone through a lot just to escape his bow and arrow, and now all she could do was lie on the mat, weak and battered, breathing heavily. Even in this powerless state, the crowd cheered for her, hailing her endurance as she fought to keep her wits together; they loved wrestlers who made matches longer and more entertaining, and Mindy was going that for them through sheer force of will.

However, even if her fighting spirit hadn't been broken yet, her body was in a much worse state, and when Kyo grabbed her again she found out that she couldn't resist him at all. Against her will, she was dragged to the center of the ring and away from her escape route. She then felt Kyo's weight on her as he trapped her ankles and clutched her chin.

"It's over, Priest-san," he whispered into her ear. "You fought well, but you won't withstand this."

Mindy did not answer; she was too tired to speak. Everyone could predict that Kyo was planning something big, and Mindy, fighting until the end, tried to use her free arms to drag herself towards the ropes. However, by this point, all her efforts were futile, as there was no way she could reach the ropes in time.

Even as Kyo set her up for his finisher, Mindy was still trying to fight back, her muscular arms pawing at the mat in an effort to pull them closer to the ropes. The two of them were both tired and sweaty after a gruelling match, but it was plain to see that Mindy had come out the worse for it, and her efforts were weak and tired. Kyo took a deep breath, feeling Mindy's damp hair brush against his cheek as he lay against her.

Shifting his weight, Kyo suddenly swung his body backwards, falling onto his back-- and in the process, pulling Mindy back with him. As his back hit the mat, Kyo pressed his legs upwards, the locked state of their ankles meaning that Mindy's own legs were elevated as well, spread slightly due to their positioning. At around the same time, Kyo shifted his grip, transitioning the chin pull to wrap an arm entirely around Mindy's throat and tuck her head under his armpit in a dragon sleeper.

Holding his breath, Kyo lay flat on his back, arching Mindy's elevated body painfully as he locked in his modified Romero special, the Akamatsu Crippler. It had, of course, not crippled anyone yet, and Kyo hoped it never would, but he knew that the hold must still be especially painful for Mindy.

"Give it up, Priest-san!" Kyo shouted as he continued to lean against the mat, maintaining the pressure on his opponent. All around them, the crowd was cheering and screaming now as Mindy was locked in Kyo's trademark submission finisher.

Surprised, Mindy yelped as Kyo suddenly pulled her back and lifted her up into the air. Her thighs were spread apart by Kyo's legs and her toned body was draped above him, fully exposing her in a spectacular fashion; however, at this moment, this was the least of her concerns. The pressure quickly built up on her legs and back, and to top it off Kyo locked in a dragon sleeper as well, cutting off her air supply.

The rookie shuddered and struggled, fighting to just breathe. She had never seen this hold before! Was it Kyo's finisher? It sure hurt like one. She placed her hands on Kyo's arm in a feeble attempt to loosen the sleeper, but all her strength had left her. Trapped in mid-air, she couldn't fight back, she couldn't muscle her way out and she couldn't run to the ropes. It was hopeless.

Mindy tried to hold on for a little more, in vain hopes that Kyo would let go; seeing this, the crowd chanted and cheered, wondering how long she could last. Not very long, as it turned out. Turning red from the lack of air, Mindy wanted to scream, but the dragon sleeper reduced her voice to mere puppy whimpers. The strong muscle girl had been completely dominated by Kyo's methodical submissions, and as her back was stretched one last time she tapped out weakly on his arm. She could take no more.

Kyo breathed through clenched teeth, sweat running down his brow and, occasionally dripping onto him from Mindy's own perspiring form as he arched her back in the Crippler. He could feel the muscle girl's hands prying weakly at his arms, but he responded by locking the dragon sleeper tighter, putting more squeezing pressure onto Mindy's skull. He knew the amazon had to be experiencing incredible back pain at the moment, but he maintained his pressure. All the while, the crowd went wild over what was clearly the climax of the match.

And then, inevitably, Kyo felt Mindy tap at his arm, signally her submission.

His grip came loose and he let Mindy go, just as the bell rang to signal his victory.Sitting upright, Kyo took a deep breath as the ref girl came over and raised one of his hands in victory. Even though he had won, Kyo would be lying if he had said the match wasn't physically taxing. His sides still throbbed from a dull pain from where Mindy had scissored him. Not bad for a rookie, he thought to himself.

At the thought of Mindy, Kyo glanced at her to see if she was alright. Rolling up to his knees, Kyo would watch the muscle girl carefully. As much as he wanted to be sportsmanlike and help her to her feet, he didn't want to be too patronizing to the rookie. Mindy's pride was probably hurt enough as it was from being made to tap out. Instead, Kyo would wait for Mindy to start getting up on her own steam, before extending a hand to her. "Good match, Priest-san." he'd say with a warm smile, before helping her up if she accepted his hand. "You definitely impressed the crowd."