Hayasui Koridae Vs Rachel Carin- Hardcore POW Debut!

The pain of the chair coursed through Rachel's back as she writhed on the mat. For such a little thing, this girl packed quite a punch. Okay, well, she wasn't that little, but she didn't have the same "killer" look in her eyes as a lot of the girls here. But if that chair blow was any indication, she was plenty fierce. Rachel was starting to regret not going with her gut on that chair, but only slightly. If they were in the same position again, she'd probably do the same thing, she'd just feel slightly worse about it.

While all these thoughts passed through her head, Rachel wasn't really going anywhere, and that's when she felt the familiar touch of her legs being wrapped beneath her opponent's arms. She knew where this was going, though by now there was nowhere to crawl to, no way to claw her way out. The soft press of Hayasui's posterior seating down onto her back would have been almost comfortable, if it weren't for the splitting pain in her spine that accompanied it. Rachel's efforts to repress her screams caused her to instead let out a loud groan, clawing at the mat in hopes of pulling them both towards the ropes. A rope break didn't mean anything here, just as pulling the chair out didn't earlier, but she just wanted to get out of this hold before her spine was snapped in half.

To Hayasui's surprise, Rachel started to claw her way over to the rope, even under the pain (At least, she'd read that this hold was fairly painful) of the Boston Crab. Had the girl not been riled to the degree that Rachel had previously managed, she might have allowed some admiration for the girl's fighting spirit.

Even so, Hayasui's lack of real training with this hold resulted in Rachel's efforts unbalancing her a little, disrupting the hold a little as they made steady progress towards the ropes. Taking a moment to consider the situation, Hayasui recalled something else she'd read about the Boston Crab and dropped one of Rachel's legs, intending to use her now freed hand to pull the leg she still had even harder.

Even so, it wouldn't be long until the ropes would be within Rachel's reach, and now she had a leg free to help out as well.

Rachel was fairly impressed with herself: the two of them were actually moving! If this wasn't an ultimately futile attempt to rid herself of some excruciating pain, she'd be pretty proud about the whole thing. As it was, however, she could barely think, and clawed her way towards the end of the ring by instinct.

Any natural sense of accomplishment diminished, however, as Hayusui released one leg in favor of really punishing the other. On top putting Rachel's lower regions on more of a display than she'd like, the severity of all the pain was concentrated into one area, and Rachel's efforts to suppress her screaming were that much more difficult. As the two of them slowly reached the ropes, she grabbed on, not in hopes of a break, but maybe getting some leverage to get this girl off of her, or just something.

Hayasui was unable to stop Rachel's momentum, and soon heard the sound of the girl's hand falling on the rope. Remembering the principle of rope breaks, Hayasui let go of the hold, letting her opponent's leg go and stepping away. Hayasui considered using the chair again, but decided that using her bare hands felt much more satisfying on someone who had been looking down on her. With this in mind, Hayasui put a foot on the char and kicked back sharply, sending the chair sliding to a corner on the opposite side of the ring.

With that, Hayasui went back to a loose fighting stance, waiting to see if Rachel would pull herself up or not.

As Hayasui released her leg, Rachel let out an exasperated gasp, no longer needing to repress a scream. She was a bit confused in her soreness, though. Was she really able to topple Hayasui so easily? Or-... oh. The new kid didn't know that rope breaks don't apply here.

In any case, with her leg finally freed, Rachel decided she was better off on her feet. Of course with her legs and spine so worn out, one leg much more than the other, she found getting back to her feet was easier said than done, and after a few failed attempts, she couldn't stand without the help of the ropes. This was bad news, but it was still better than being stuck on the ground. By the time she pulled herself to her feet, she hesitantly let go of the ropes, glad that her legs held her up as she was, but only just barely.

As she watched Rachel pull herself to her feet unsteadily, Hayasui couldn't help but worry a little that her opponent might not be able to continue. Perhaps she really had overestimated the girl...

No, what did you tell her just now?! Don't worry until after the match.

To Hayasui's relief, however, Rachel managed to pull herself up with the assistance of the ropes. Deciding to give her opponent something of a break, now that the lesson about not taking Hayasui lightly had likely been drilled firmly into Rachel's head, Hayasui held her hands out, offering the girl a chance at a test of strength.

Looking back, I probably should've gone with this to test her strength from the beginning. Something to remember for my next match.

As she got her balance back, Rachel saw her opponent extending both hands, usually the invitation for a test of strength. A test of strength? Now? It probably would have been one-sided to begin with, but with her legs like this she was just begging to get pushed off her feet. She quickly surveyed the ring, trying to figure out what she could use to get an advantage here. The chair was over in the other corner, and she really wasn't ready to apply that yet anyway. Nothing really else around her, except her opponent in front of her, and her back against the ropes...

That was it. Maybe it was a bit of a long shot, but it was better than nothing, right? She didn't have a chance to get a running start, but leaning back into the ropes gave just enough force to spring her back forward for a clothesline. Well, since there wasn't enough space for her to sidestep, it was more of a running bodyslam than a clothesline, but that still sounds cool. Okay, so it was more of a poorly planned head-on collusion, but the important thing was that it would hurt... at least a little. Hopefully.

In hindsight, Hayasui supposed that Rachel leaning back against the ropes should've been a decent warning for what the other girl was about to do next. Of course, hindsight didn't really help Hayasui much as the lighter girl slammed into her. Had she been in a stance, the impact might have been manageable, but she'd had to drop that to properly offer the test of strength. As a result, Rachel's impromptu bodyslam knocked Hayasui over, slamming her head back against the mat and dazing her for a moment, leaving her wide open to Rachel.

As Rachel collided into her opponent, the two of them tumbled to the mat in a scantily-clad heap. All things considered, that "attack" worked better than she was expecting, even if they both had fallen to the mat. She even could've sworn that she felt a bit of a grope in all that mess, but she chalked it up to circumstance and pressed on. For the first time all match, Rachel had the upper hand, and she didn't plan to squander it.

Getting up to her knees, Rachel straddled her opponent and pinned her wrists down to the mat. Looking over her body, (once she had cleared any dirty thoughts from her head) she tried to set up a plan of attack... something effective, but not too rough. Eh, anything short of the chair wasn't too rough at this point. If this girl wanted to be taken seriously, she'd get something that hurt.

With that in mind, Rachel raised herself onto one knee, as the other came crashing down onto Hayasui's crotch. She immediately felt bad for it, but what was done was done, and it was too late to take back now. Unfortunately, the maneuver put all the weight on Rachel's now-bad leg, and she went toppling off to the side, unable to keep up a consistent assault. Instead, she tried getting to her feet again, though she stopped at her hands and knees, hoping maybe to grab a pair of handcuffs and end this match before someone did something they regretted.

Hayasui groaned for a moment, soon coming back to herself to find her wrists pinned, with Rachel straddling her.

About time someone stepped up their ga-

Her mental note was interrupted when Rachel pulled back a knee. Horror shone in Hayasui's eyes as she tried to get a knee in the way, but in her current position, the best she could could was mitigate the blow slightly. Even so, Rachel's knee came crashing down on Hayasui's womanhood, drawing a long groan as she clenched her teeth hard to keep from screaming at the hot spike of pure pain that Rachel had just driven into her.

Thankfully, Rachel wasn't doing so well herself, that last maneuver having sent her rolling off of Hayasui. As her opponent started to pull herself up, Hayasui was doing what she could to ignore the pain, which had by now died down to a dull throbbing in her loins.

Okay, maybe I was asking for that one, but you're not getting away from this exchange unscathed.

Trying to keep her legs' involvement down to a minimum, turned herself over, intending to bring her arm around and down on Rachel's back with a hammer-like blow, not bothering to hold back on this one.