Emily Blaskowicz vs. Maddie Hanezawa

And just like that, Maddie was pretty much swatted right out of the air. Knocked flat on her back once more, she let out a sharp gasp of pain as she hit the mat. Stunned and disoriented from the impact, she laid there, groaning and at Emily's mercy once more.

Emily looked down at the girl with a frown before simply shrugging. Making her way next to the girl, she'd try to stomp right on the girl's unimpressive chest.

"It's almost like you want me to hurt you," Emily mused.

Maddie screamed loudly as her small breasts were crushed beneath Emily's foot, as they hadn't quite recovered from Alicia's mauling yet either. With her anger now mostly replaced with pain, she laid there, whimpering as she clutched at her tiny tits.

"Did that hurt?" Emily mocked as Maddie clutched her chest, "Well, hang around a bit and maybe you'll feel better."

With that, Emily would try to drag Maddie back to the turnbuckle by her legs before hoisting her up, attempting to put her in a Tree of Woe position on the turnbuckle.

Easily dragged along, the petite Maddie quickly found herself hoisted up and hung upside down in a very precarious position. Instantly stricken with a flashback of the last time she got put into the Tree of Woe, a wave of utter fear swept over her. "W-w-wait, n-no don't...!" she stuttered, placing her hands protectively over her groin.

Emily raised an eyebrow at Maddie's reaction.

"Thanks for the tip, but that's not what I'm going for," Emily said simply. Taking advantage of Maddie's position, Emily would grip the ropes and try to ram her knee into Maddie's stomach several times, wanting to work something over that she hadn't already attacked yet.

Maddie felt a very slim measure of relief at Emily's words, although that didn't improve her situation much. As the redhead's knee slammed into her belly over and over, she wheezed painfully, each blow knocking the air out of her lungs. Her arm falling limply to the side, Maddie moaned weakly, once more unable to defend herself.

Emily stepped back, taking a moment to admire her work.

"Well, don't you just look pitiful like that," Emily remarked, "I think I'll help you out here, just this once."

With that, Emily would try to lift Maddie up off of the turnbuckle and onto the shoulder, intending to lock in a Torture Rack next.

"Of course," she continued, "That doesn't mean it won't cost you."

Groaning, poor Maddie was easily lifted up by the larger redhead and draped over her shoulders. Then, as Emily pulled down, bending Maddie's spine over her back, the tiny girl began to gasp and writhe, flailing her limbs wildly as she tried to break free.

While Maddie's flailing would prove to be troublesome in time, for now it was barely a nuisance to Emily, who took the opportunity to parade around the ring with girl as her trophy.

"Hmm, personally I preferred the last pose," Emily noted.

With that, she'd fall back onto the mat, trying to slam Maddie onto her back. If this was successful, Emily would take a moment to try to plant a foot on Maddie's chest, waving to the crowd jauntily as she did so, uncaring of the girl under her foot.