Clyde Gastin Vs. Mariko Ishii (Complete)

Striking Mariko in the chest Clyde huffed at his successful strike rocking his opponent, making her stumble to the corner stunned. But even through the pain Mariko mustered the strength to taunt him.

Clyde huffed again and followd her to the corner raising his arm for a forearm smash across the side of her head.

Panting in the corner, Mariko watched as Clyde approached, fighting the urge to cover up her chest with a hand or an arm. That shot from the cowboy stung like hell, only adding to the long list of parts of Mariko's body that were in pain. Still, she had to try to fight through it.

Mariko watched as her opponent raised his forearm up, and as soon as he threw it forward the Japanese beauty ducked under it and tried to quickly move behind him. From there she would jump up and attempt to cling onto the cowboy's back.

Her her arm would snake around the front of his neck with a dragon sleeper, while one of her legs would then kick off of the nearest rope to try to send the cowboy reeling out closer to the center of the ring, where she would hopefully be able to make him stumble and topple onto his back with Mariko still on it. If she made it this far, she'd then lock her long, slender legs around his waist to synch in her finishing submission hold, the Dragon Clutch. "Tap…Out!"

Clyde went in for his forearm smash while Mariko was in the corner, too heavily fatigued to think much about strategy and instead focused on striking his foe. A mistake on his part clearly as the Japanese woman suddenly ducked under his arm and moved behind him!

"Shimata!" He yelled as he saw this gold and purple blur just zoom past him before feeling her weight on his back, her ample breasts squished against his back. Clyde struggled to defend himself and prevent her arms from going around his neck, thus allowing Mariko to kick off the turnbuckle and send the two tumbling backwards.

"N-Nhhh!" Clyde exclaimed, eyes filled with panic as he was forced to stumble back, losing his balance with every uneven step, he was moments away from falling back atop of Mariko!

But at the last second, Clyde reached up for Mariko's head, tucking her chin against his shoulder before he tried to flop back on his rear, driving slam her chin down onto his shoulder for a Lone Star Stunner!

Mariko had the cowboy finished. She just knew it. She’d managed to cling onto his back and push off of the ropes, bringing the cowboy stumbling toward the center of the ring. All she had to do was make him fall back and get her arm around his throat, and this one would be over.

But Clyde still had an ace up his sleeve, one Mariko hadn’t counted on. And while she was struggling to get her foe in position for her hold, Clyde’s hand came to wrap itself around the back of her head, holding her face against his shoulder. And before Mariko even knew what what was coming, the cowboy dropped down and slammed her pretty face on his shoulder with the devastating stunner!

Upon impact, Mariko’s head snapped back and her body collapsed onto the ground. Her midsection rose and fell steadily as she breathed, but her body was otherwise still as a corpse as she stared up at the bright lights of the arena, hardly even knowing where she was. The crowd had erupted when Clyde nailed her with his finishing move, but all Mariko heard was a loud ringing through her head. She’d fought hard all through the match. But now she was just fighting to even remain conscious.

Hitting Mariko with surprise stunner , the crowd leapt to their feet as Clyde flopped back to the mat exhaustedly, his rear between Mariko legs as his back rested over her rising stomach, as his head beside her ribs, with his arm draped over her breast bone. His bare chest rising and falling dramatically as the ref girl slid beside the two and struck the mat.

"ONE!!!"

Exhausted and heavily dazed, Mariko didn't even notice Clyde's weight resting against her as she lied on the mat. She heard the vague sound of the referee counting, and the crowd right along with her, but their voices seemed so distant she could hardly even make them out.

"TWO!…"

The battle had been an intense struggle throughout, but there was simply nothing left in the tank for Mariko, who simply remained still underneath the cowboy.

"THREE!"

Once again the crowd erupted as the bell rang to officially bring the match to an end. Mariko had given her best in her debut, but tonight it just hadn't been enough to put away the much more experienced veteran. Almost, but still not quite. She'd think back on this match as a great learning experience…eventually. Though for now, Mariko was still just trying to catch her breath and regain her senses…

The bell had rung and Clyde was still atop of Mariko. Even as the announcer called his name and the ref-girl raised his arm, Clyde just laid there with his head against Mariko's bare ribs, panting heavily in exhaustion as the crowd roared with massive applause for both wrestlers who gave it there all in this close battle.

Mariko, the rookie, had surprised everyone. She had managed to give the veteran and former 24/7 champion one the hardest matches he ever had, to the point where he was too tired and battered to even want to try standing. But eventually, Clyde started to stir, rolling over atop of Mariko, his cheek against her bust as he pushed himself up by her shoulders to seat himself on her stomach, breathing heavily as he looked down at the pretty, unconscious face of his opponent... Who apparently wanted to use his face as her personal throne and probably enslave him too... Just like the other skanks. But Clyde didn't know her too well, part of him wondered what she'd really do to him if she won.

He decided to let it go. But not before getting a mischievous look in his head, prompting him to lean down and press his lips against Mariko's to kiss her firmly, much to the enjoyment of the crowd who cheered and showered them with photos, before it was quickly broken "...Now were even. " He muttered before shakily lifting himself off of Mariko to stand above her, breathing heavily as he looked down at her. "...I ain't nobody's pet." He said firmly before shakily making his way to the ropes, raising his arm for the crowd before slipping out of the ring and making his way up the ramp to head back to the lockerooms.

Still just in the process of starting to come to, Mariko's body stirred slightly in reaction as Clyde rolled over and sat himself on her stomach. The woman's vision slowly began to clear up moments later, and she saw nothing but the cowboy's face as he pressed his lips right down on hers, causing the faintest of blushes to form on her cheeks.

But the kiss soon broke as abruptly as it had started. And had she had more energy to actually give a noticeable reaction, Mariko likely would've chuckled and made some sort of witty reply to Clyde's words. But instead she just laid comfortably on the mat, taking her time to recover as much as possible while catching her breath, then watched as the blonde took his leave. "See ya, cowboy…" she finally managed to mutter, lips curling into a faint smile.

In truth, despite all her words during the match, Mariko's primary focus had always been on doing what she could to try to win. It hadn't been enough to tame the cowboy today, but that was fine. Despite the loss she'd suffered in her debut, Mariko still felt proud of her performance, even more confident now that she could step into the ring with the veterans here and hold her own. And hopefully, she'd get another chance at Clyde sometime soon.

But those were thoughts for later. Right now, Mariko was just thinking about how nice a hot shower and a couple drinks down at the jazz club sounded. With that in mind, Mariko rolled herself under the bottom rope before slowly limping her way back to the locker room.

Winner: Clyde Gastin via pinfall