Misaki Sagashima vs. Lucy Stone

Misaki knew it was hopeless. She knew she had absolutely no chance. But somewhere inside her she was actually excited at being at this sexy redhead's mercy. And she couldn't accept that.

Starting to struggle even with herself, Misaki grunted and squealed as she started up her resistance against Lucy's hold once more. Even in as much pain as she was in, as tears rolled down her face, Misaki was terrified that giving in like this would let that side of her take over. "Ghhhh... N-nooo...! L-let go...!"

" Nooo ? " Lucy let out as she'd proceed to try and pain the raven haired girl's arms and shoulders as much as she could...but sense it seemed as if Misaki wasn't about to give up just yet, the redhead would soon let go of the raven haired girl's arms and move up towards a seated position.

" I guess I'll get to have some more fun with you." Lucy let out as she'd put a grin upon her face, the redhead would soon try and turn around and try to grab a hold of Misaki's hair and try and move the girl up to her hands and knees. Lucy would try and move up to her feet with her back facing Misaki's on all fours frame. The redheaded wrestler would attempt and then place Misaki's head in between her legs to try and lock them up against Misaki's head for a standing headscissor, squeezing that head between her thighs if she could lock it in.

As defiant as Misaki wanted to be, the simple reality of things was not making it easy for her at all. While release from the chicken wing gave her shoulders and arms some sorely needed relief, she also knew that just meant yet another tortuous situation was on the way.

Too weak to fight back, the poor girl was easily yanked up onto all fours with a tiny yelp. With her arms shaking and hurting, Misaki couldn't prop herself up very well, but that would end up being a moot point as Lucy clamped down with another head scissor.

"Ahhh... ahh... N-noooo..." Misaki panted, starting to blush quite brightly as she was trapped quite embarrassingly between Lucy's shapely legs. Slapping weakly at her tormentor's thighs, she began to feel light-headed as her skull was strongly compressed once more.

With her legs wrapped tightly around the head of Misaki as she started to squeeze upon that lovely head of Misaki's with those shapely legs of hers, getting pants and please out of the raven haired girl as she slapped weakly at Lucy's thighs.

The redhead would let out a light chuckle, her hands starting to move down to try and grab a hold of MIsaki's wrists in order to try and prevent Misaki from continuing her feeble struggles. " Noo ? No as is, no more ? Want to give up ? Haha!" Lucy would question as she'd grin and look out around the crowd, who seemed to have turned quite a bit from Lucy, booing the redhead for her cruel actions and taunting of the raven haired girl. Lucy didn't care though, she wanted to break this girl in to AFW and show her what she was in for.

Misaki could feel her strength draining quickly, still whimpering miserably in Lucy's clutches. Even her will was starting to falter, unable to bear such humiliation, and still torn by that little part of her that was enjoying this. Growing even woozier, her body started to go a bit limp, and her already weak attempts at resistance petered out.

She wanted it to be over, but her pride (and that really submissive part of her that was really excited by being between Lucy's legs) somehow still kept her from admitting defeat. "Nnnghhhhh... P-please..."

Lucy found herself on top of the world, there was nothing like dominating someone...especially as much as she was dominating Misaki. The fact that she hadn't gotten the girl to submit yet though was quite annoying for the redheaded American, but she attributed that to being the girl's only redeeming quality when it came to wrestling...that she was tenacious.

With a hold on Misaki's wrists as she continued to squeeze that head of the girl, hearing her please and moans of mercy, the redhead would simply start to lessen the hold of Misaki." Alright alright..." She started to spread her legs a bit...Until she would attempt to snap them shut again and try to lock Misaki back into the standing headscissor, trying to apply even more pressure on the girl. " JK Scrub!"

Feeling the pressure of Lucy's thighs start to loosen, Misaki would let out a small sigh of relief. But, as the crushing force came clamping down once again, even harder now, she then instead let out a high-pitched yelp. Moaning and whimpering, tears began to flow down her cheeks. Unable to endure it anymore, and frightened that it might only make her suppressed feelings grow even stronger, Misaki finally gave in.

"S-stop... I give up... pl-please..." she sobbed out.

As she reapplied the hold on the raven haired girl she practically started to sob and whimper out those words of hers within seconds. Lucy would grin as she looked down upon that head of black hair between her legs. The ref-girl started to move in towards the pair and would check and as Misaki if she wanted to give up, having not heard her clearly.

The redhead would of course not let up on her headscissor, but she would let go of the raven haired cutie's wrists and proceed to let out in a cocky and confident tone. " Tap scrub."

Thoroughly dominated and humiliated, Misaki was crying as Lucy released her arms, letting them fall limply to the mat. However, the redhead had yet to release her from the vicious headscissors, at least not until she officially tapped. Sniffling and whimpering, she rose her hand and weakly slapped the mat a few times, signalling her surrender.

"Ah... A... I s-submit..." she sobbed out, before the little energy she had left seemed to fade away. Slumping down, the poor girl just remained there, crying and hoping Lucy would finally let her go.

Soon enough Misaki tapped out again the mat and cleared up her words to the ref-girl who quickly signaled for the bell. Lucy held the head scissor firm up until the bell had rang...and even continued a few more seconds after that. Only stopping when the ref-girl came up towards her and started to tap on her shoulder, telling her to let Misaki go.

The American red-head would shrug her shoulders and then finally let go of her foe, stepping away from her and then raising her arms up into the air. The Crowd who boo the redhead and she would simply raise both her middle fingers towards them and responded with a gloating grin. " Losers will always be losers." She'd let out to the raven haired girl as she looked down upon her. "That's a fact."