[FWC] Great Britain vs. Japan: Gwendolyn vs. Asuka

Match Type : "Kneel Before Me" Standard
Special Stipulations : The loser must go on their knees, bow before the winner and admit she's the better wrestler.





Rotating her head side from to side as one of her wrestling trainees/maids massaged her shoulder muscles, the Imperial Rose brimmed with absolute confidence towards the outcome of her debut match against a certain Asuka Kotori. The ill-mannered intruder had snuck her way into Gwendolyns entourage in order to seek an audience with the illustrious beauty,(at least this was Gwens interpretation of what had happened), and once things had settled down over a relaxing cup of tea the two realized they had more in common than they had realized. However despite being somewhat kindred spirits Gwendolyn still felt the need to put the model/wrestler in her place after humiliating her in their initial encounter. Grabbing Gwens ear and nearly bringing her to her knees...friend or not she had every intention of making Asuka fall in line and admit her inferiority. The idea of seeing Asuka prostrate herself before her like that certainly excited the fair one...

Already dressed in her wrestling attire while performing her last few leg stretches, Gwen took her time preparing in the V.I.P gymnasium and recreational center she had rented out in the AFW building. Her blue and white wrestling outfit was tailored to her specifications to fit snugly around every curve of her flawless body and allow for maximum mobility. A group of four of her trainees all dressed in blue and white tracksuits walked alongside Gwen as she entered the elevator and descended to the ring entrance floor, several paparazzi snapping photographs of the heiress as she continued her march downstairs. She wore a flowing blue cape with a white feathery collar and the United Kingdoms flag on it's back to accentuate the occasion. Not only was this her in-ring debut but she also had the distinction of representing one of her native homelands in the Friction World Cup. An added bonus to her inevitable victory was to improve Great Britains standing in this national event, all the added pressure barely affecting the pompous aristocrat.

With a beaming grin on her face and her chest puffed out, Gwendolyn blew past the curtains with two female trainees accompanying her on each side. Her booming nationalistic theme complimented the situation perfectly, as did two of her front walking trainees who carried flags bearing Great Britain's symbol. Gwendolyn reveled in the attention she was getting, knowing full well that the heiress' presence cast a special spotlight on this match.  Hardly acknowledging the roaring crowd as she strode gracefully down the ramp, one gracious member of her entourage happily sat on the middle rope to assist Gwendolyn enter the ring. Unfurling her cape and tossing it to the nearest of the trainees who had gathered outside behind her corner, Gwendolyn rested against the turnbuckle and fluffed up her curled hair as she awaited the arrival of her "friend"...

It hadn't been very long since Asuka had met up with the very pompous though quite attractive blond heiress, who Asuka had certainly felt had insulted her beyond belief during their first encounter, at least that was before she learned that the girl seemed to be pretty dense. Which of course made things more troublesome for Asuka, though she had gotten something akin to almost and appropriate apology, though it wasn't really enough for Asuka. The model wanted a lot more than something that one could almost say was like an apology, which is why she had even agreed to the silly stipulation to the match that she had been listed for against Gwendolyn on this day.

While she couldn't say that she didn't find Gwendolyn somewhat interesting, Asuka's plan for tonight was to beat the girl down and make sure that she knew her place here in AFW. For that purpose, Asuka had dressed for the occasion, in her red wrestling attire which was pretty revealing as per usual, and of course showed off her attractive toned frame quite well. Making sure that people knew why she was a famous model in the case of wearing this outfit. Unlike her other outfit, this one was meant to look a bit more serious and wrestling like. Not as extravagant as the other one. For this match wasn't just any match, while it was a bit of a re-debut for Asuka, it was also a Friction world cup match and she was fighting for the honor of Japan. A country that Asuka wanted to get back the Kotori families standing in again, so that they would rise back up to the position that they had once been.

Standing in her own special locker room, Asuka was rolling her shoulders around, warming up her body a bit. It was always bad to get into any form of physical activity with a cold *engine* for that reason Asuka had done a good long while of stretching and keeping her muscles fit and ready for her upcoming match-up. When Gwendolyn's entrance had finally finished, the young Kotori girl grabbed a hold of a coat and headed off towards the ramp. Reaching the curtains, Asuka would adorn a white long coat with a big red spot on the back and a hood covering her head. The arms of the coat was adorned with red feathers, giving the Red falcon a wing like look. As she went through the curtains [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bV4vcr8E4HU:14w51e4a]her music started to play out of the speakers[/url:14w51e4a] the music that was her new entrance theme. With that music playing and the arrival of the attractive model wrestler the crowd went wild in cheers and roars, as here stood their combatant for the night, the one who would fight for their country!

Asuka would grin a bit as she heard the cheers of joy and approval for the sexy Asuka, who kept a good pace as she went down towards the ring. Reaching it, the girl would grab a hold of her coat and pull it off of her in one smooth movement and throwing it up into the air. As she did, Asuka moved up and slipped through the ropes before the coat had fallen down towards the floor. It didn't hit the floor though, as it was caught by one of the stage hands before it feel. The dark haired beauty would start to head up towards the center of the ring, moving with one hand on her hips and the other as a raised fist in the air, basking in the cheers of the fully packed crowd as she gestured towards them.

Looking over towards the opposite corner of the ring, Asuka got to see her opponent, dressed in nearly opposing colors to the beautiful model. Asuka would raise and eyebrow as she looked on around and saw the little entorage that Gwendolyn had brough with her, quite similar to the group of maids and servants that she had. Can't she do anything herself ? .... Asuka though to herself as she would move to face the blond as she stood in the center of the ring, lowering her raised arm to letting it rest at her side.

The electricity in the air of the jam packed stadium would reach a fever pitch as Asuka burst from the curtains, also brandishing her nations symbol on her own custom tailored jacket. Whereas Gwendolyn's pompous entrance and monarchical theme was met with boos and thumbs down towards the illustrious heiress, the Red Falcons dynamic, thrilling rock and roll theme song and charged sense of nationalistic pride instilled new life into the audience. The crowd was on their feet and already applauding the crimson warrior with cameras flashing away. With the whole country seemingly on Asukas side as she was about to face against an obnoxiously self-centered foreigner, the match began to invoke an earlier spirit of wrestling reminiscent of the 80's.

Gwendolyns golden brown eyes never deviated from the statuesque Asuka as she marched proudly down the ramp, showing off her tightly well-proportioned body to the crowd and reminding them what made her such a sought after model. Asuka had been on Gwens mind ever since their fateful encounter, more than eager to get her hands on her and force her own apology out of the pig tailed firebrand. This was a matter of respect for someone of Gwendolyn's pride and nobility, but their were other reasons as to why Gwendolyn chose Asuka as her first opponent¦

Approaching Asuka in the middle of the ring with her right hand supporting her left shoulder to keep her dainty finger pressed against her cheek, Gwen would stop mere inches away from her attractive opponent, the bright contrasting colors of their wrestling attires further emphasized the dueling competitiveness between the two.Glad to see you could make it. I was most fortunate to have met you that day, Asuka. This entire chain of events originated from that one encounter. Now once I thrash the woman who humiliated Heather Sunderland, it will be as if I defeated her as well. What better commencement for my wrestling career, Gwendolyn would press her sumptuous chest against Asukas, a devious smile showing as she was face to face with the green eyed beauty. But dont think I'll be as effortless a competitor as her..*giggle*..I just hope we can still be friends once all this unpleasantness is behind us.

Now that both of the beauties were in the ring, facing off against each other in a little bit of a stare-down, with the beautiful Asuka having the crowd behind her, chanting her name and calling out for the beautiful model/wrestler. Asuka of course did very much enjoy the cheers that she was getting. Even though last time she had been here and humiliated Heather, she had been met with a mixed crowd, mostly boos after she had "hurt" and humiliated the fan favorite wrestler like she did.

Still, right now the fact that the crowd was behind her and cheered her on like they did, it seemed as if this would be an interesting match though. As this friction world championship thing did add a great deal of excitement for the match. Now the only question was just how good this Gwendolyn was at wrestling. Asuka watched closely as her blond opponent moved up and met her in the center of the ring. The teal eyes of Asuka staring deeply into her opponents as she did have a bit of a fire to them, wanting very much to get this match started so that she could make sure and get Gwendolyn to learn her place.

Gwendolyn's words were pretty interesting, as it seemed as if she wanted to get a pretty good status and figured that beating Asuka was a good way to do that as the Red Falcon had beaten the quite famous Heather Sunderland before. When Gwendolyn pushed her generous chest up against Asuka's though, the beautiful model had no choice but to press back against the blond, she would lean forward and press her forehead up against Gwendolyn's. " Oh don't worry. It will take every effort you have in order to keep up with me, and in the end you will be kneeling before me~, but don't worry, as long as you can get over that fact we can remain friends." Asuka let out as she would keep herself pressed up tightly to Gwendolyn, trying to show the girl that she wasn't willing to back down one single inch. " Let's get this little show started, Sausage Curls !" Asuka would let out as she would quickly try and pull her arms up and try to pull Gwendolyn into a collar and elbow tie up, trying to surprise the girl and in the surprise attempt to start and push her beautiful blond opponent backwards, towards the corner that she had come from.

Asukas sudden declaration took Gwendolyn by surprise before she felt arms wrap around her in the collar and elbow tie-up.  The blond haired heiress would stumble back a few steps before planting her feet and steadying her grip on the back of Asukas neck, the bell ringing soon after the surprise attack. With a frustrated groan Gwen pushed back against Asuka until they were both face to face again, hands wrapped around each other’s necks and arms. Apparently in terms of strength the two may be evenly matched, standing tall pressed against one another in the near middle of the ring.

S-sausage curls?!.....Tch, you're one to talk..PIG HEAD!!! Gwendolyn had finally had enough of Asukas constant insults about her magnificent hair which she was clearly jealous of, turning Asukas pig tailed hairdo into the butt of her own jokes. Hopefully the pig head comment would distract Asuka enough for Gwen to ram the side of her smooth hip twice into her opponents stomach, allowing for an easy transition into a side headlock. If this works Gwen will hook her hands together and wrench the hold tighter, stomping her feet with each pull and further pressing the Asukas rosy cheek deeper into the side of Gwendolyns perfect breasts.

Ha!......I'm feeling generous Asuka. Once you lose to me I'll have my beautician make your hair as splendid as mine~.. she said with a slight twist of her neck, her majestic golden curls waving along.

With the two beauties locking up, Asuka getting a bit of an early advantage on Gwendolyn as she managed to catch the girl by surprise and push her back a few steps. However, the blond seemed to be a bit tougher than what Asuka had expected, as she found herself stopped in her tracks. Not in the same way as pushing against someone who didn't need to put any effort to keep you at bay...no this was the tougher and more annoying kind. The kind when you and your opponents just barley held the your ground cause you were both about as strong as one another. The frustrating kind of problem of being equal and not being able to assert that dominance that she wanted, just because she wasn't able to push back Gwendolyn any further.

Still, this situation had gotten the two beauties tight and close together with both of them standing tall and pressing their bodies up against each other and with their foreheads battling it out against one another through their pushing and pressing, just as their generous chests did against. It all seemed to be going like a stand still, as if they weren't gonna move. Though that was until Gwendolyn came out with her sudden insult, it was quite a silly insult and had more of an effect on Asuka as she was almost about to burst out laughing, because of what Gwendolyn had just blurted out. However, It was enough for Gwendolyn to find that window that she was looking for, a window of opportunity.

The Japanese beauty was forced to let out a gasp for air right after air rushed out of her lungs. " Guh!" Not just once though, she was forced to do that twice, " Ungh!" Asuka let out as Gwendolyn's smooth hip smacked into her well toned stomach, not once but twice. Which got Asuka's hold in the lock up to falter quite a bit and with which the girl was forced to bend forward a bit. Leaving her in the perfect position for the blond heiress to turn her side towards Asuka and wrap her arms around the beautiful model's head, wrenching tightly upon the head which caused Asuka to wince in pain and a slight blush to form on the girl's rosy cheeks. As her face was being pressed up against Gwendolyn's quite perfect breasts, or rather the side of them, with her face being pressed quite firmly up against said chest as her head was being wrenched.

Asuka's hands quickly went up to the sides of her opponent, the palms of Asuka placed against Gwendolyn's hips and slid and patted along the blond beauties sides, trying to find a way out of this position. The Red Falcon hadn't really started out this match very well it seemed, as she was being tortured in Gwendolyn's headlock. Though hearing Gwendolyn's proposal, the beautiful Asuka decided that she wanted nothing to do with having her hair shaped in the same way as the silly hair that Gwendolyn had. She was quite content with her stunning twin tails, and had no intention of having this Gwendolyn make fun of them, even if her insult was silly. For that reason, Asuka quickly attempted to slide her arms around Gwendolyn's waist, and with it attempting to clasp her palms together as they reached the front of Gwendolyn, to put a tight waist lock on her newfound blond rival. With a heavy heave, Asuka would attempt to lift Gwendolyn off of her feet and to follow that up she would try and throw herself backwards, attempting to throw the Imperial rose down on her shoulder, neck and upper back right down onto the mat, with a impactful backdrop suplex!

A look of smug superiority would be brandished all over Gwendolyn's exquisite face as she wrenched the side head lock considerably with each twist, pressing the Red Falcons rosy cheek into the side of her superb breasts. Her masterful insult had worked even better than she could have expected, shocking Asuka and putting her in such a state of disgrace that she left an opening wide enough for Gwendolyn to overcome Asuka in her own collar and elbow tie-up and turn the match towards Gwendolyns favor. She must have been so distraught by that jab about her hair it's still haunting her even now...

Looking down at her side at Asuka pig-tailed head of hair sticking out from under her arm, Gwendolyn imagined how Asuka would look if her beautician graced her with Gwendolyns own unique curly hairstyle."..*giggle*...it would look absolutely lovely on you Asuka. Of course, you could never wear it as well as me, but it would be a start towards sculpting you into a true beauty~..." Gwen seemed to delight in finding ways to change Asuka to more resemble a women of nobility and class, her way of establishing control and dominance over her the Red Falcon.

As Asuka started losing strength from the suffocating hold, Gwendolyn felt Asukas hands smoothly feel there way down her shapely body in desperation trying to find a way out. Immensely proud of herself with how effortlessly she was controlling the match, she paid no mind when Asuka wrapped her hand around her waist, only taking notice when she tightened the lock around her petite waist which by then had been too late. Gasping out loud in shock as she lifted off her feet, she would flail her legs wildly with camera flashes shining all throughout the arena. With the audience cheering wildly, Gwendolyn would give out a high-pitched scream as she was sent crashing behind her to the mat with a loud thud on her neck and shoulders. Immediately rolling over once to lay on her back, the poor injured heiress would clutch the back of her head and stomp her feet as she grimaced from the hard hitting slam...

Being stuck in the side headlock was a somewhat humiliating position to be in, one that Asuka had not much cared for. The more that her opponent piled on her taunting and talk of having the stunning model remade to look more like her was simply just started to push a few buttons. Which was of course why Asuka had decided to go for a rather painful counter against Gwendolyn's headlock. As her arms had wrapped around the girl's slim waist and raised her up off her feet, before throwing the girl down onto the mat with a heavy impact that shook the ring.

The crowd let out their roars of approval as the wrestler who represented them in this FWC thing got back at the blond heiress. Asuka knew however that she couldn't just remain seated, that she had to keep on and press her advantage while she had the chance. That was just the basic rule of wrestling, which also applied to many other professions, but especially here in the squared ring.

For that reason, after throwing Gwendolyn down into the mat with that backdrop. Asuka attempted to move up towards her feet and turn to look down on her opponent. A sly grin started to form on Asuka's face as she would try and grab a hold of her opponent's ankles, attempting to stop the girl's little kicking and put her beautiful legs to good use. Which the Red Falcon would do by attempting to move them in under her armpits and with that then try to turn and haul Gwendolyn over onto her front, as Asuka would try and step around her opponent and seat her firm rear down onto the small of the beautiful blond's back. " Don't underestimate me Sausage Curls! Also, you might want a better insult. For you see, in Japan it's not called pig tails, but rather it's called Twin tails. " Asuka tried to point out the reason why she wasn't really bothered very much by Gwendolyn's *pig* comments about her. Seeing as in her mind, there was no real connection. " So that means you are still the closest thing to pork in this ring. Isn't that right, Sausage curls ~" Asuka tried to turn Gwendolyn' little insult back at her by referring to the girl's as a pig aspect herself, as the beautiful model would then try and pull back on Gwendolyn's legs, leaning backwards as she did to try and cause the blond girl as much pain as the lithe but strong body of Asuka could accomplish. All in order to try and torture the newbie wrestler with a painful boston crab submissions hold ( A favorite movie of Asuka's close friend Claire ) .

Gwendolyns hand shot to caress the back of her head after the impactful counter, having taken the brunt of the damage. She had never expected the first professional wrestling move she would take would be so painful. Her trainers back home were taking it way more easier on her than she had thought. Stomping her feet in frustration would be halted when she looked up to see Asuka grab her ankles and place them her under her armpits with a devilish grin.

The dainty heiress would be easily flipped over onto her front, giving out a brief scream when the gorgeous model planted her tight backside on Gwens lower back. The Red Falcon trapped Gwen in a well-executed Boston Crab with her leg muscles stretching from the pressure. No no no!!!,  Gwendolyn yelled to the ref when asked if she would give up, shaking her head to emphasize the refusal as her golden locks fluttered from side to side. Gwendolyn's entourage would cheer the blond beauty on as she struggled in the hold, tapping against the mat and shouting words of encouragement. As if the embarrassing maneuver wasn't enough, Asuka made Gwen feel like more of a fool by educating her on why her perfect insult wasn't so perfect, giving her a physical as well as a mental beating. And she was so proud of that mockery of Asukas ridiculous haircut! Drat! Before she could think of a more fitting insult for Asuka the pain of the submission hold wiped her mind cleaned, the Red Falcon wrenching it in by sitting further back and rubbing her perky butt down her spine.

Ah...My le-...eh.did you..just call me...FAT?! Gwen would misinterpret Asuka’s pork comment as a jab at the Imperial Rose's weight. Her years of ballet training meant constantly keeping tabs on her body weight, giving her more than a little complex about it, a sore issue indeed. Grinding her teeth with fireballs in her eyes, the enraged heiress planted both hands on the ground and pushed hard against the mat to lift herself up along with Asuka. On shaky arms but with a renewed passion, Gwen would attempt to crawl with haste and grab onto the lower rope, which was relatively close thanks to Gwens rolling after being slammed.

With a firm hold on the beautiful Gwendolyn's long slim legs as she bent them back and did as much as she could to strain the girl's leg muscles as well as her hips and back, the beautiful Asuka had to admit that this hold was without a doubt going pretty well. The fact that she managed to get what sounded as almost desperate screams of pain as she tried to assure the ref that she did not want to give up, was sign enough for Asuka that things were going in her favor.

The beautiful model had to admit though that she found something to be rather annoying. Gwendolyn's entourage with their tapping and shouting for the blond girl was really annoying. It forced Asuka to keep her head turned and glued onto the back of Gwendolyn's head to make sure that it wasn't her that was tapping out and giving in early. Which did annoy quite a bit, as she wanted to spend at least a little time looking somewhat smug and dominant over the blond heiress as she held her in the hold. It seemed as if she wasn't gonna be allowed to do such right now.

Still now that she was doing well in her hold, bending the sexy back of Gwendolyn more and more each passing second, torturing the newbie wrestler bit by bit, all up to the point when Gwendolyn shouted out that somewhat random comment. Asuka couldn't say she hadn't thought of the parallel between the two as she made her comment. Though she had not entirely put the main focus on the fact. Still it was interesting for her that Gwendolyn had interpreted her insult in such a way, only making it more effective and making so it worked on so many different level as well. " What'cha gonna do about it ? Porky ~" Asuka would let out teasingly to Gwendolyn as she was trying to pile a bit more wood onto the fire.

Though perhaps that was not the wisest of ideas, as she soon enough got the feel the girl push and pulled herself on the mat. Pushing herself up a bit, right before the Imperial rose started to pull and drag herself closer towards the ropes. Asuka was forced to grit her teeth in frustration as she didn't want Gwendolyn to escape too soon. Still what could she do about it ? It was either do a risky thing and move up to her feet and try to pull Gwendolyn towards the center of the ring, though that would leave Asuka open for a counter opportunity and that was something the Red Falcon did not want...so there was only one option...To cause more pain!

The red falcon would quickly try and let go of Gwendolyn's left leg and let it drop onto the mat, with that Asuka's newly freed arm would reach for her newfound rival's right leg and with all her body, the beautiful raven haired girl would try and bend back as much as she could on Gwendolyn's right leg, attempting to wrench the Imperial rose as much as she possibly could before Gwen could grab onto the ropes. Sacrificing time for effectiveness. If Gwendolyn managed to grab onto the ropes though, Asuka would run out until the ref started counting, keeping her hold in up to t he three count if possible, before she would step off of Gwendolyn and start to head back a bit, giving her blond girl the time needed for her to get away from the ropes.