Asuki Vs Sig (Complete)

"Hmmmm...indeed..." Asuki said, the grin she had on from the start of the match never seem to have left her face. From where she was standing combined with how Sig got up, the witch had a prime view of the blonde's ass. Narrowing her eyes once more, Asuki licked her lips and subconsciously traced a hand down the length of her body. The action roused up some of those in the to yelled out Auski's name, although she did not pay them any mind. Her focus was now completely on Sig.

Asuki was slowly getting a hunch from the small amount of hints Sig was showing her. Normally, any other girl who had just been humiliated like that would have been furious and would have already charged at Asuki. Sig, on the other hand, there was something up. From the looks of it however, it seemed like it was shaping out to be a good thing. Could it be that Sig was what Asuki wanted: a masochist? She wasn't entirely sure, yet. Walking up to the girl, Asuki reached down and grabbed a handful of the girl's hair. Pulling up, the witch would force haste in the girl to get back to her feet. Sig wouldn't be static for long, as Asuki would quickly force her into a force, aiming her straight towards the turnbuckle.

"Aughh...!" Sig grunted as her hair was pulled by Asuki, who's probably getting impatient on waiting her to pick up herself.

She was hauled quickly and being drive towards the turnbuckle next, but the blonde wasn't completely lifeless yet. When the distance between her and the post was close enough, Sig would attempt to push the turnbuckle with one of her foot to pause her momentum, before attempting to lash one of her arms backwards, aiming to elbow her opponent in the gut or something.

It's more than likely a move that'd hurt her arm a bit more than it'd hurt Asuki, but being slammed into the corner seemed like it'd hurt a lot more. Sure she loved some pain, but after what she just went through, Sig felt like she could take a little break from being on the receiving end.

Being so focused on putting Sig in the corner, Asuki forgot that she wasn't get dealing with a ragdoll just yet. It would come to a shock to her as she was halted right before they got to the turnbuckle. "Hmmmm!?" The witch's eyes widened, the distraction long enough for Sig to rebound.

"Ugh!" Asuki grunted cutely as she felt a sharp elbow to her abs. Luckily, from what she had done to Sig's arms earlier, the blow didn't hurt much. Her over reaction was mainly the result of the stun. The witch recovered quickly, though she looked Sig with narrowed eyes. The grin failed to be wiped off her face. "Hmmm...you need a break of some Sig-love? We have barely gotten started you know..." She asked the question. With a hand on the place Sig elbowed, Asuki shifted back, her breasts slowly giggling as she did so. By then, The white cups on the witch's dress had come down, exposing more of her breasts. While she may have stopped to fix it, she was more interested in seeing how the blonde react. Asuki was keeping herself in check though, since she was already blazing to get back at Sig.

Sig didn't need to be told that her strike was shallow, although Asuki seemed to be hurt a little. Experiences told her that her opponent was most likely exaggerating her pain, but she didn't really care about it. The blonde knew she had half a chance at best now, and if she didn't take it now there might not be another one soon enough.

Flashing a defiant grin at Asuki, she'd attempt to kick the girl in the belly to return the favor from earlier. The witch was bigger, so any attempt to grab the girl might be futile given her arms' condition. Kicking wasn't the safest option, but it's still her better ones at the moment.

"Hyaah!"

The witch could tell that the smile she saw on Sig's face as they exchanged glances had confidence behind it. It was just too bad that it would be in vain. By now, Asuki was really wanting to get her hands back on Sig, to regain control. However, she decided to lure her in. Faking pain, Asuki winced a bit and bent over. "Owie..." The act would seal away any doubt the blonde might have in her next move.

Asuki watched as Sig lashed out a leg towards her midsection. "Hmmmmm..." Showing her teeth, Asuki was well-prepared to deal with a move like that. As they kick came at her, the witch quickly side-stepped the attack so that Sig would kick nothing but air. What happened next would only take a few seconds. Wrapping her hands around Sig's ankle, Asuki would come straight at Sig. The witch would force Sig's leg upwards while Asuki pushed the back of Sig's other leg out from under her, forcing the girl to fall back. Going with the momentum, Asuki would suddenly roll overtop of Sig. When they landed, Asuki would land above Sig's head. The result would be devastating. Still having hold of her leg, the entire action would have Asuki force the blonde to nearly kick herself in the face with her own foot as the witch split the girl's legs horizontally open in front of the crowd.

Sig clicked her tongue as her kicked hit nothing but air. That was expected, but still annoying nonetheless. Asuki capitalized on that quickly, however, catching her extended leg and her standing one as well eventually, before flipping her over to make her land in an awkward position. Sig had to say that she's actually quite impressed at the spectacular counter.

"Gaahh...!" the blonde groaned as her legs were split with the witch holding one of it to keep her stretched, her crotch now exposed to the audience in front of her.

At least her dark colored bikini bottom hid the damp spot on it quite well.

Asuki cringed, almost able to feel the hypertension of Sigs inner thigh muscles as she split her wide open. But on her end, it was acting more as a sexual stimulant. With the pain also came abit of innate humiliation with this hold, Asuki noted the the rise in crowd volume from tbe hoots and hollers. The witch tapped the top of the blonde's head with her own, and stretched her trapped leg, trying to force the girl to cry out for her once more.

Switching limb for another, Asuki would take hold of the arm Sig had used to hit her with as she spun around. Trapping the blondes arm in between her thick thighs, Asuki would pull Sigs arm up straight against her body. Laying flat on her back, the the witch locked the blonde into a cross armbar hold.

Sig was writhing in a mixture of agony and ecstasy as Asuki trapped in the hold, unable to move around too much let alone fighting back at the moment. Thankfully, she wasn't being subjected to this torment for too long, although the witch only switched one torture to another.

"Aahhhh....!!" the blonde cried again as her arm was now targeted again, the one she used to elbow Asuki earlier. "Ghhh..." she gritted her teeth while enduring the pain, glancing at the witch once and to the other side where the ropes were nearby.

It's a small chance, but Sig would take it and try to drag herself with her legs, so she could hung one of them on the bottom rope to force a break.

Asuki would continue to work the hold on the blonde's arm, arching herself back so that could get more pull down. The witch then noticed that she was moving, albeit painfully slow towards ropes. The witch was fairly impressed that the girl could move them both in this position. However, Asuki had a feeling that fatigue was right around the corner for Sig if she kept doing things like that.

Asuki would tug more violently at Sig's arm until she touched the rope with her foot. When the ref told the witch to break the hold, she compiled quickly, having felt she had worked Sig's arm past the point of it being any use to the blonde for the rest of the match. Slowly standing up, the Witch would note the crowd's volume again. Why were they stll going crazy? It was only then that the witch noticed as she looked down and focused on her chest. "hmmmmm..." she stared blankly at her exposed beasts, her nipples stiff and at attention ; a thin layer of sweat coverd her immaculate skin. She wondered when the cups of her dress decided to stop supporting her fleshly mountains. It must of been when she had rolled. And she had been so focued on delivering pain, she hadnt even noticed. Sighing abit, Asuki took a moment to cover herself up, even though she had an idea that she was just delaying the inevitable.

Turning her attention back to Sig, Asuki was more keen now on being more direct in answering her curiosities. "Now that you have been punished for your misbehaving.." she started off, giggling a bit from her wording "i've been wondering Sig... Do you like pain?"

Sig sighed in relief as she managed to get a moment of respite. Her arm was hurting more than ever, and she clutched them while still hanging her leg on the bottom ropes for safety measure. The crowds were cheering for the witch, which wasn't unexpected given how dominant she was from the start. Sig didn't really care about being cheered, although she did smirk a bit after catching the sight of Asuki's exposed breasts in an upside down point of view. Why she even bothered to fix her attire?

She slowly rolled over and pulled herself up with the ropes' help. The match hadn't gone for too long, but her body was already quite wrecked, especially her arms. Wobbling away from the edge of the ring, she then heard the witch's question, and flashed a smirk to the girl.

"Hee... That's... for me to know and for you to find out... hun," she replied.