Misaki Sagashima vs. Lucy Stone

Finally released from the prison of Lucy's thighs, Misaki crumpled to the mat, continuing to cry. Deep down in her heart, she could feel hatred towards the cruel redhead, but the despair and humiliation of her one-sided defeat were taking precedence here. Too embarrassed to even move, much less properly respond to Lucy's taunt, Misaki could only choke out some jumbled half-words as her sobs got caught in her throat, "Sh.. shu... uuhhh... Mmmggggg...."

Lucy would move towards her downed foe and proceed to press her foot against her head, attempting to ruffle the girl's hair with her toes. " Yeah yeah ~ speaking is only for those who can fight." Lucy would taunt as she'd slide that foot down and attempt to place it over her beaten foe's mouth, taunting Misaki a bit further.

Misaki shivered as Lucy's toes ran through her long, dark hair. Anger? No, it was something very different. Something she didn't want to accept. Trembling, she put up no resistance as the redhead shoved her foot right in her mouth. Fighting back her urges, Misaki clenched her eyes shut, trying to shut out the presence of her tormentor. "N-no..."

The redhead would roll her eyes a bit as she looked down at the raven haired girl...shaking her head as she kept protesting. " You don't know when to just stay quiet, do you ?" Lucy let out, but her actions was a bit too much for the ref-girl to accept and she soon stepped in to try and force Lucy back.

"Alright alright...I get it." The redhead let out as she'd proceed to back out of and slip out of the ring, starting to move up the ramp and leave the arena. The crowd still booing her and Lucy was just loving it. Gesturing towards the crowd as the booed her, as if she was proud of their response to her.

As Lucy stepped away, a wave of relief flowed over Misaki. Had the redhead continued further, she wasn't sure what kind of degrading thing she might have let herself do. Finally given a moment to herself, the poor girl began to sob even harder, as the humiliation and the fear of this unknown side of her that had just surfaced seemed so overwhelming. Part of her wanted to quit the AFW right then and there, but she knew she could never bring herself to do it. Not if she wanted to become stronger.

After waving off a few of the ref's attempts, Misaki finally relented, allowing the stripe-wearing girl to help her to her feet and take her backstage.