Yuki Nakamura vs Lily Belle (Standard)

Lily let out a grunt of exertion as her opponent forced herself free of those vice-like legs. Slowly climbing up on to her knees she panted heavily, her breasts heaving with each labored breath. With a tired smile she gave a wheezing laugh at Yuki's words. "Thanks. You are... (gasp)... stronger than I expected." She remained upright on her knees, knowing that if she stood the shaking would give away just how tired she was.

Yuki smirked, thinking of using her White Lotus finisher, but she was gonna save that little surprise for last.

Deciding to opt for another take down, Yuki went over to Lily, putting her in a tight sleeper hold. Now that Yuki got Lily down on her knees, she was able to put her weight on Lily's legs to hold her down while she choked her out.

"Shhhhh" she soothed as she fought to control the tired jobber, giving another tight squeeze "Just close your eyes and go to sleep."
Using her hand on top of Lily's head she gently stroked her hair in a soothing manner as she tightened her grip.

Once again Lily felt Yuki's strong arms coil about her neck, tucking up tightly beneath her chin and making it increasingly difficult to breath. She tried to pull away but the weight on her calves prevented her from moving from her kneeling position in front of the young woman. Fruitlessly her body writhed and wriggled in Yuki's hold as hands weakly pulled and pried at the girl's arm.

She could feel herself rapidly losing strength as the sleeper began to work its magic. Desperately Lily tried to rally herself, loathing the idea of a humiliating defeat by being choked out and left helpless on the mat. After a few more seconds of impotent struggling the grasping hands would fall heavy by her side and all squirming would cease. Motionless Lily fell 'asleep' in Yuki's arms.

Yuki smiled as she saw Lily's arms drop limply to her sides, with her head resting against Yuki's chest.

Just to make sure she wasn't faking it, Yuki gave another strong squeeze, earning a twitch from Lily's arms, but her expression remained the same, calm and blissfully asleep.

Smirking, she signaled for the ref to come over as Yuki relaxed her grip, loosely holding Lily's limp body against her, blushing a tad at how she had her. The ref picked up Lily's arm, and let it fall to the mat, where it thudded and lay still.

"ONE!!!" she yelled.

Lily was out cold, lost to tumultuous dreams of hot and cold running Japanese girls with snow white hair. She looked almost cute as she lay slumped against Yuki, her head resting gently against her breast. TWO!! There was still no reaction. It was going to take more than a count of ten for her to make her way back from the land of slumber. She hated being choked out; not that she minded the defeat, or being rendered helpless, but that it was done so subtly and so quietly; it offended her sense of showmanship.

The nap did bring the manager a few benefits, however. One was a little time to recover her strength, and the other was the revelation that she should invest in a costume worthy business outfit for all future matches. Maybe a pencil skirt and partially unbuttoned blouse. Only one question remained: thigh-highs or pantyhose? The pantyhose would go further in selling the illusion that this was anything but a costume, but the stockings appealed more to her target fetishists. Then again, perhaps bare legs would be the best call... She still had time to make up her mind.

THREE!!!

Yuki smiled wide as Lily's arm fell to the ground, with the first fall going to Yuki. Just one more and she'd have another victory under her belt. Shifting her hold on, the girl, she gently tapped Lily's cheek, as the manager slept on, her face leaning against her breast. Her warm breath could be felt through Yuki's clothes, and she bit back a soft moan as she felt it.

"Wake up sleepyhead." she said softly in her ear, tapping her cheek again. She couldn't deny Lily looked adorable in this position, and it took all of Yuki's willpower not to steal a kiss right then and there.

Yuki's gentle cajoling, assisted by the thunderous impatience of the audience, gradually dragged Lily back from dreamland. Her dark eyes opened slowly, squinting for a moment against the bright glare of the arena lights. Her mind was still catching up to her and for a moment she didn't recall just what she was doing here. Her cheek brushed against Yuki's breast as roving eyes glanced upwards to look upon the fair haired girl who held her. Strangely enough a meek smile appeared on her lips as she recalled her predicament. "I'm starting to think you actually like choking me." This was said without a hint of malice or resentment, just an unusually light-hearted teasing rarely heard in the AFW ring.

Reluctantly she would lift herself up from her reclining pose upon Yuki and climb slowly back to her feet. There was a match to continue, although her opponent would clearly be able to tell that Lily's legs were still shaking and unsteady. Her exhausted muscles were still sore from her failed leg-scissors attempt and it was going to take more than a few seconds of shut eye to recover that strength.

Yuki giggled lightly and helped Lily to her feet, moving over to her corner to give her time to collect herself.

"Well maybe. You do look rather lovely when you are asleep." she teased back with a hint of a blush.

Getting into position, she waited for Lily to make the first move.

Lily made her way back to her own corner on unsteady legs where she would let her backside rest against the center turnbuckle. In spite of her exhaustion the woman kept on smiling playfully, as if none of this really phased her. "And how do I look awake?" Behind that whimsical smile Lily schemed. She felt like she'd have failed as an entertainer if this match was decided by the first two falls, few fans liked to see a blow out unless it was a hentai match... then all bets were off.

Taking a hold of the ring ropes she pressed her palms against them at arms' reach, holding the tension until she heard the bell which called them back to action. With a snap she would dash pellmell across the ring in an attempt to slam her body into Yuki's and drive the girl back into the corner. This was straight out of Anne's playbook, but shock-and-awe had there place even in the ring.

Yuki's face flushed at Lily's question, as her eyes looked her opponent up and down, "Just as cute, if not more so..." she said to herself, but the bell rang , and before she could react, Lily sprinted at her. Yuki went to kick Lily in the stomach, but it was too little, too late.

Lily's body slammed Yuki into the corner, with her shoulder digging into Yuki's toned stomach. She coughed as all the wind was knocked clean out of her lungs. Her back screamed in pain as it impacted the corner post. The attack left her slumped in the corner, with her arms draped over the ropes as her breasts heaved, trying to refill her lungs with air.