Tension Tag Tourney Round 2! The Ishii Siblings vs. King's Crew

"Oh dear, did I do that? Silly me." Mariko said in a teasing voice as her knee forced the large man to double over in pain. However, her foe wasn't left quite as defenseless from the strike as she had anticipated.

And the next thing she knew, Mariko was suddenly being hoisted up in his arms into a tight bear hug. "Agh!" she gasped, before grunting and attempting to push her hands against his muscular form. It likely wouldn't do much, but perhaps it would at least be better than nothing.

Kent stomach does hurt for a moment but by the time he get his grubby hands around her waist and coiling tightly, squeezing her hard as he could which she start gasping for air, grunting while her lovely small hands pushing against his body, but it isnt working by far what he can tell.

"Hurgggh! I guess you need to 'hit on me' a little harder huh?!" Kent always wanted to do something every lovely female wrestlers who have nice busts, is by leaning his face up between her breasts and snuggle it, while his arms continues to squeeze and slowly stepping out away from the corner.

For King, finally seeing Kent doing right and looking passed them to see Yamato, growling at him, he seriously want to hurt him.

“Argh!” Mariko grunted, her face contorting as pain continued to surge through her torso in the bearhug. And to make things worse, Kent was now stepping out of the corner and back toward the center of the ring. Well, there went her chances of getting a rope break. She’d have to figure something else out.

Interestingly enough, Kent’s comment gave her an idea. “Heh. Don’t mind... if I do!” she replied, forcing a smirk in spite of her pain. Spreading her arms out to either side of her, Mariko would then quickly bring them in and smash them against the sides of Kent’s head. If he didn’t let go after that, then Mariko would just keep doing it until his arms loosened around her body.

But it wouldn’t end there. If the Japanese vixen managed to free herself from the big guy’s clutches, then on the way down she’d wrap one arm around the back of his neck, and attempt to plant his skull onto the mat by falling back with a DDT!

Kent arms coiling even tightly and also pressing his handsomest face against her loveliest busts so she can squeal out in pain, stepping out from the corner to make sure she wouldnt reach out for the ropes and break up the hold, though he didnt think she would bring her hands up and smacked him hard right the sides of his head. "GAHHH!"

He let go of her and covering his head, like over the ears that pretty much ringing loudly, though being distracted with the pain he felt his head getting wrapped up and pulled down slamming right onto the mat with the DDT. "Ugh!" He bounces on the mat and slightly rolled over, holding on his head even more, lightly kicking.

Mariko grunted in pain as Kent continued to squeeze her, before finally managing to fight her way out of his hold and plant the man’s skull into the mat with a big DDT. She took a brief moment to catch her breath, but with Kent flat on his back right beside her, she had an opening she couldn’t afford to let slip by.

Quickly pulling herself up, Mariko swung a leg over her downed opponent to sit on his chiseled stomach, then reached out to grab his hands and pin them down onto the mat. With his shoulders down, the referee would then quickly slide over and slap the mat to start the count.

“One!...”

However, Mariko wasn’t foolish enough to actually expect to pin Kent like this so early in the match. But she did have a plan. And if the musclebound man managed to throw an arm up off the mat, Mariko would quickly grab it before swinging her body around, draping her legs across his chest and applying an armbar to the limb.

Kent went down on the mat with his head slamming by her hold, dropped hard like a ton of bricks, which he kind of is, holding his head and glad it isnt his face, kicking in pain and before he would try to recover from the head pain he felt his body being rolled over on his back, surprised and gladly having her sitting on his bod body and pinning his hands down for the count, the position hes in he likes. "Ohhh yes, I like the way you are right now."

King can hear the first count, looking in the ring to see Kent getting pin already?! The mad beast growls and not liking it at all, he partner would possible let himself lose forcing both to kick out of the tourney. "Damnit Kent!" King tries to get in the ring while the referee is busy counting down, hearing the two as King stepping foot in the ring, rushing in to break up the pin by giving her back a hard stomp right above that lovely ass, not gonna let her win this one. "Hurgh!"

“TWO!...” the referee shouted as her hand hit the mat a second time. And a look of surprise started to form over Mariko’s face. Sure, a DDT was nothing comfortable to get hit with, but it was highly unlikely to put away someone like him, at least this early in a math anyway. And yet, he still hadn’t budged, and it looked like she might actually pick up an early win!

However, Killer King wasn’t about to let that happen. And just before the ref could make the three count, the masked man’s boot crashed onto Mariko’s lower back. “Agh!” she gasped in pain, immediately rolling off of Kent. The referee came over to get King back in his corner, but Yamato wasn’t about to wait for it to happen. Having had some time now to recover from the moves he’d taken from Kent, the young man stepped into the ring and charged at King, aiming to recklessly tackle the big guy to the ground and throw a barrage of punches at his masked head.

Whether he succeeded or not, Mariko would begin to quickly pull herself up to her feet, waiting to see what Kent did next so she could figure out what the best way to react would be.

King cant let this happen and not gonna let his team lose to the siblings which they're suppose to lose to US! The beast enters the ring while the referee counting down about to end the match by the stupid Kent laying himself down and enjoy having Mariko resting on top of him, King would come in and stomp on her back hard to break up the pin.

"Yeah!...... OUF!" King didnt expected to get caught off guard by a tackle of her brother, knocking him down on the mat and punching his head repeatedly on the black leopard mask, grunting from each blows.

As for Kent, he was disappointed from getting his pin break up by his partner to get Mariko off him, though he is kind of glad too, his head still hurts from the DDT. "Unnnn.... darnit King! I was gonna kick out anyway!" He would get up to his feet but not as fast compared to Mariko, his head is hurting and shaking off the pain as he could, eyeing on her more than King getting pounded by Yamato.

Kent now up to his feet, going after Mariko and tries not to get his head caught in anything of her holds, though not thinking about it too much now. He would come right at her close enough that he would try to step in beside her while getting his hands on her arm and thigh, pulling her side to lift her up and sliding her backward across his shoulders, grabbing her chin and her smooth thigh between the legs, hoping to stretch her out painfully backward in his back bending kinks of the Torture Rack. "Hurrrgh!"

Mariko had to hand it to her brother. He might not be the biggest or the strongest man in this match, but he still showed considerable strength when he managed to tackle King to the mat and lay into him with a barrage of punches. But there was still Kent to deal with. And as he pulled himself off the mat, Mariko charged and attempted to swing an arm at his torso to clothesline him.

Unfortunately, that seemed to work exactly in Kent’s favor, as the man caught a hold of her arm and scooped Mariko up onto his shoulders to apply the torture rack. “Aaaaggghhh!” she screamed out in agony as her body was bent back painfully over his. Mariko kicked, flailed and squirmed, but for the moment it was quite apparent escaping would be no easy task. However, once again Yamato was ready to step up.

“Mariko! Headlock!” he shouted to his sister, while suddenly dashing away form King and into the ropes behind where Kent was standing. Seeing what her brother was planning, Mariko nodded and wrapped one of her arms around Kent’s neck. And as Yamato came off the ropes, he would attempt to slide down and hurl his forearm right into the back of Kent’s knee. If his plan worked, the big guy would come tumbling down on his back, with Mariko’s headlock giving his fall an effect much like that of a neckbreaker.

Kent head was hurting but one DDT and resting up being pinned down recovering wont stop the handsomest man! After his partner rudely interrupted amazing sexy pin by Mariko, and now hes back in action trying to go up against her once more,

By the time he gotten close to Mariko he slip her up on his shoulders grabbing onto her chin and thigh, stretching her out painfully rocking her side by side and pulling down on her body stretching her out. "Ohhhhh yeahhhhh! How'd you like that?!"

While he was distracting by the back bending move to keep her stretched nicely but now he felt his head being wrapped up and suddenly the back of his knee getting hit hard. "AUGH!" Knocking him down backward along with Mariko, probably thought it'll hurt her back even more but it isnt it, she went down and slamming his head to the mat for the neckbreaker! "UGH!" Double take down, double hit, double pain on the handsomest man as he lay there clutching his head.

For King though, he groaned and trying to move to the closest turnbuckle to help himself, trying to recover from the head punching attacked. "GRRR!"