Gwendolyn Dupont Bettencourt vs. Akiha Kosha - Aristocratic Warfare~

Akiha was now trying to wipe out the dust out of her eyes as quickly as possible while stepping back, trying to put some distance between herself and her opponent. She knew how devastating being blind was in the ring, as she had a similar attack known as red mist. Yet despite this, she was soon grabbed and place in a headlock, with her face right under Gwen armpit. She could hear her opponent now making a response, stating how she didn't really expect anything from Akiha. This would enrage the raven hair wrestler but before she could think of a counter attack, she suddenly felt a leg over her throat and realized she was in a bad situation.

A sudden slam would echo through the stadium as the Japanese raven hair wrestler was slammed to the canvas by Gwen's leg. Akiha would remain laid down on the wrestling mat, eyes closed with only her chest moving as she inhaled and exhaled. It was clear that Gwen last attack had put the hurt on the Japanese wrestler.

Audible groans of sympathy echoed throughout the arena after the crowd witnessed their hometown aristocratic hero have the back of her head smash into the canvas. Gwens smooth thigh remained draped across Akihas throat as she intentionally prolonged her exquisite split for several seconds with a malicious smile on her face, cameras flashing to catch her flexible posing. The jarring maneuver was a sublime combination of graceful elegance and unsettling viciousness, and the heiress intended to prolong that misery for her raven haired rival.

Gwendolyn would shift herself off of Akiha to a Z sit before getting her knees beneath her and back to her feet. She strode over towards the lifeless aristocrat and stood directly over Akihas head. Gwens pearl white boots would be pressing against Akihas ears, allowing her rival an unobstructed view up Gwens toned legs towards her perfect rear. The purpose of her positioning would be made crystal clear once Gwen would bend down to grasp both of Akiha's wrists and sharply tug them upward as she straightened her own posture. With Gwens feet planted on Akiha's flowing black hair, her strands of hair and scalp would be under tremendous and ungodly strain.

"1!...2!...3!...4!..."

Gwen overheard the referee's counting and warnings to release the illegal hold, drawing out the count for as long as possible. She would cheerfully release Akiha's arms with every intention of stepping back and giving her opponent some space...though not before stomping down with both boots and scrapping the sides of Akiha's cheeks and ears in the process~...

The brutal leg drop had done a number on Akiha, as the raven hair wrestler remained mostly motionless as Gwen posed on top of her.  Taking oxygen in was a bit difficult as the blond wrestler smooth leg was still on top of the Japanese wrestler neck.  Luckily for the local wrestler, her opponent would remove her leg and enter a sitting position, allowing Akiha to take in some breaths of fresh air as she slowly started to open her eyes and regain herself.  Her neck at this point was screaming in pain after the brutal maneuver she had just taken.

The raven hair wrestler attention would then shift as she then noticed her blond opponent boots now being place beside her ears as Gwen stood over her.  She could now see Gwen well tone body, it was clear that her opponent had a great body for wrestling, then again it was to be expected as Gwen did hold the Entropy title for a long time.  Akiha would push those thoughts aside as she needed to escape from this but her body was still sore and before she could make her move, her arms were grabbed and then she was lifted up into the air.  “AHHHHHHH!” yelled Akiha as she could feel her hair being pulled due to the illegal attack.

Luckily it would soon end but just before Gwen retreated, she would give a parting gift by stomping on the sides of her cheeks and ears.  “AHH!” screamed the Japanese wrestler as she then rolled to her side and held each side of her head with her hands.  At least, she had a moment to breathe and was now awake.

While not exceptionally debilitating as practically any other submission would be, the straining hair-pulling tactic was nevertheless as demeaning as it was painful to experience. An illegal maneuver that was nigh impossible to counter once cinched in and required minuscule effort on Gwens part. Allowing the heiress more time to recoup while slowing down the match back down to her favor in a sluggish crawl.

The pompous aristocrat would retreat backward with her arms raised and a smiling innocence to her visage as the referee pointed her finger authoritatively at her. After a few seconds of ignoring whatever asinine reprimanding the official was jabbering on about, Gwen would casually saunter back towards the middle of the ring, taking the time to relish the lovely sight of her rival languishing on the canvas. Arching down to claw her fingers deeply into Akiha's tortured mane of hair, the heiress intentionally exasperated the searing pain in her scalp as she slowly coaxed her back to her knees.

"I do hope you're taking notes, Madam Kosha. Oh so many of my rivals utterly fail to learn there lesson the first time about challenging someone of superior intellect and skill~..." Gwen teased in her posh accent as she tilted Akiha's face upward, calming smiling down at her while extending her toned leg behind her. After stretching backward as far as she could, Gwen would attempt to pivot in place and cruelly bounce Akihas face off the side of her shapely rear in a forceful and demeaning hip bump.

Having a few seconds to recover now was a godsend.  Gwen had previously hit Akiha with some brutal attacks before using the illegal maneuver.  A bit of dust was still in her eyes but by blinking her eyes a few times, she managed to get rid of the remaining dust.  Yet just as she managed to get her sight fully back, she suddenly felt her hair being pulled once again before hearing her opponent make another comment.  “AAAAIIIEEE” screamed the raven hair wrestler as she was then forced to her knees.  She would attempt to try to pull Gwen hands off her hair but before she could fully remove the fingers, her face was smack by her opponents hip, sending the Japanese hair wrestler down on the wrestling mat again.

The audience would boo at this sight, hating Gwen for something that Akiha had done similar a few moments ago.  The Japanese wrestler would now lay on her back for a few seconds, humiliated and furious at what just happened as she bite the bottom of her lip.  If her blond opponent did not push her advantage, Akiha would start to roll and make her way to the ropes, trying to put some distance between herself and Gwen.

Being subjected to her opponents earlier swift-footed offense was an unpleasant experience that Gwen felt deserved due recompense. Turnabout was fair play after all, and with Akiha's face bouncing off the side of her curvy hip, the heiress intended to dole out that lesson in as humbling a manner as possible. At the moment, wounding Akiha's pride took precedence over crippling her body. An act that Gwen was pleasantly gifted towards~...

The biased audience showered Gwen with ravenous booing over the disrespectful tactics she was subjecting their hometown hero towards, their hypocrisy on full display considering she was essentially mimicking Akihas move set. For now though, Gwendolyn was ignoring them entirely as she casually strolled with a sway of her hips around her floored adversary. There was a predatorial glint in her eye as she contemplated how best to continue dismantling her fellow aristocrat...until Akiha would answer that question for her by meekly retreating towards the ropes. Her rolling withdrawal reminded Gwen of when she was forced to do the exact same thing, though the heiress would opt to be a touch more creative with how she intended  to maintain pressure.

The heiress would follow Akiha up until she found the bottom ropes, but before she could raise up to her knees Gwen would rush up apply several shoving kicks to her opponents back and sides. She gripped the top rope and leveraged more strength behind her kicks with every intention of pushing Akiha back outside the ring, where she was confident her entourage would like to have a lovely re-acquaintance with her~...

It seemed that Akiha was being given a breather as she then started to roll towards the ropes.  As she reached the ropes she would exhale and feel relief, thinking she had finally gotten a break.  Yet just as she started to get up, she would be hit by kicks to her side.  It was then she realized what a critical mistake she had made, by being near the ropes it meant she could easily be tossed out of the ring and fall victim to all of Gwen lackeys.  The raven hair wrestler would grab onto the bottom rope and attempt to stay in the ring while her opponent continued to kick her in an attempt to send her out of the ring.

The two aristocrat would struggle for a few moments as the crowd would cheer for Akiha, telling her to get back into the ring.  Yet Gwen had the high ground and Akiha was still hurting from the previous attacks.  As a result, she soon lost her grip on the bottom rope and was sent out of the ring where she tumbled onto the floor and into the presence of Gwen servants. The fall did hurt her but that was the least of her concerns as any moment now, she would probably be attacked by Gwen lumberjacks.

Yayoi had spent most of the time recovering from playing human shield while the two remaining chronies listened to her instructions and kept out for the maids. Yayoi was back to her feet just in time to see Gwendolyn put the compact to expert use and immediately the bespectacled lackey turned and, with her associates, all three of them tugged at their eyelids and stuck out their tongues in unison. Gwendolyn was far more clever and resourceful and, by extension, her representatives were also far more clever and resourceful.

After mocking their servile counterparts, Yayoi watched as Gwendolyn kicked Akiha out of the ring. Immediately, the two remaining lackeys formed a barricade to keep the maids from interfering while Yayoi quickly rushed at Akiha and aimed a kick at the Japanese aristocrat's tender chest.

Quickly looking to capitalize, Yayoi reached for one of Akiha's arms and tried her best to pull her into a full nelson hold and put Akiha's lithe and tightly covered body on display for the dominating, golden blonde aristocrat.

Kohaku and Hisui would quickly attempt to rush towards Akiha. Yet the duo was quickly stopped by Gwen lackeys. Though Kohaku and Hisui were managing to get the upper hand on Gwen hence women, this still left Akiha vulnerable to Yayoi.

The raven hair wrestler was pulled up and placed in a full nelson hold but Yayoi. She knew she was being put on display for Gwen. If Akiha didn't already have a girlfriend and had this been in private, she would have actually enjoyed this but that was not the case here. She was actually furious at what was happening. Not only was such a hold humiliating but it was also hurting her arms. Gather what strength she had left, she would attempt to push herself back and thus, as a result, send Yayoi right into the barricades in hopes of breaking free from the full nelson hold.

The efficient coordination of Gwens swarming entourage was a sight to behold, neutralizing her raven-haired adversary and her gaggle of handmaidens. Though chaos was erupting at ringside, Gwendolyn remained pleasantly indifferent as she propped her golden curled head against her palm while observing from over the top rope all the physicality of the match unfolding before her hazel eyes. The heiress appearing like a grand and noble orchestrator keeping her hands unsullied from unrefined acts while those far beneath her purview struggled and vied for dominance. A fairly accurate summation of how Gwendolyn views her everyday life, actually...

"Such a woeful spectacle you've made of yourself...Certainly unbecoming of a lady of privilege. Wouldn't you agree dear Yayoi?~..." Gwendolyn taunted towards Akiha once she was hung out to dry in Yayoi's demeaning full nelson hold, the heiress' leering eyes trailing up and down her rival's supple form. A far cry from her beloved Nikolette's more shapely figure, but certainly worth taking the time to admire, especially considering that the shameful display made Akiha appear pathetically weak and powerless. A lustful hum brimmed across her lips as her mind wandered to more kinky subjects before her rival would spring into action.

"Tch...Blasted incompetence..." Gwen scowled to herself before nimbly slinking out of the ring between the bottom and middle ropes, landing on her feet and sprinting forward to attempt to apply a swift boot to Akiha's bread basket to settle her back down, whether she escaped from the hold or not.