Charity Fundraiser Match!

Makie was breathing hard now as she rolled onto her side, a hand clutching between her breasts as she fought to regain her breath. Blanco's elbow drop had hit hard, and despite the fact that she could hear her fans chanting for her to get back up, she didn't have the energy to do so at the moment. "Nnagh...nnfff...dammit..."

She groaned a little as she was rolled onto her front, her chest rising and falling. For a moment, she saw Blanco, in all of his fit and abdominally-gifted glory, standing above her, arms raised, and she blinked in confusion. Then, in a dark blur of movement, Blanco launched himself into the air, spinning rapidly. Alarms rang in Makie's brain, but she was too slow to respond before Blanco's body slammed down against hers. "UGH!" she grunted, her legs jolting outwards before kicking at the mat weakly, groaning as she lay even further stunned by Blanco's senton.

After the corkscrew connected, Blanco shot back upright on his knees, clutching his ribs. With Makie reeling, the luchador felt like he had at least met his goal of leaving her hurting a bit more than he was hurting, himself. Blanco raised his fist appreciatively to the cheering fans, as his other hand nursed his aching abdomen. Glancing over his shoulder, he could see his partner completely losing her composure over the move. Bouncing on her boots, nearly enough to come busting out of her ring gear if she'd been celebrating any harder. And the whole time, the Brit's hand was still hanging over the top rope, awaiting a tag.

Turning away from the suffering Makie, Blanco ducked into a hard roll toward their corner, coming out of it to deliver a diving tag to Holly. In a shot, Holly threw herself over the top rope, running into the ring with enough energy to capitalize off of the momentum of the fans. Blanco rolled under the bottom rope, dropping down all the way to the mat.

As she approached her downed foe, Holly crossed her arms over her chest. With a single, fluid motion, the Brit would launch herself upward, and try to come crashing down onto her opponent with a traditional rolling senton, to try and further drive out whatever strength was left in the slender, vivacious younger woman. Holly would remain on top if she landed the blow, hoping for the ref to start making a pin count.

"Makie!" Kyo cried out as his sister was nailed by the stenson. He was leaning further against the ropes now, his upper body hovering over the mat as he seemed ready to leap in to Makie's defense-- the ref girl seemed to notice this, and walked over to him, demanding that he stay behind the ropes. Flashing her a look of irritation, Kyo moved back fully into his corner, unable to do more than watch as his sister was pummeled.

Makie heard her brother, but was unable to do anything as she lay flat on her back, eyes screwed shut in pain. She was obvlivious to what the opposing team was doing, even as Holly leapt off the rope and came charging towards her. She only opened one eye as the slightly larger and bustier Brit came slamming down on top of her-- her body jerked with the impact, as for the second time in a row the air was blasted from her lungs. "OOOOPH!"

As Makie went still again, she was covered by Holly, and the ref girl wasted now time diving down and starting the pin count. "ONE..."

Shaking his head, still, Blanco took a moment to acknowledge the fans at ringside as he gathered his wits. Though he was a new face, it seemed as though the fans were at least appreciating his effort. However, when he heard the ref make the first count, his attention snapped right back into the ring. Using the bottom rope, the luchador pulled himself right back onto the apron, to get a close seat for the action.

Holly, meanwhile, was settling in. Digging her boots into the mat, she bridged against Makie and hoped her weight would help to compress her slender opponent against the mat. Reaching out, Holly picked up Makie's toned leg, and hooked it. Gravity and Holly's own figure conspired to keep her from seeing what Kyo was doing, but the Brit was committed to the pin, now.

The ref called "TWO!" The arena was silent, from the crowd to Holly, all of them waiting with baited breath to see what was going to happen, next.

Makie groaned a little as she felt her leg being pulled back, feeling Holly's ample chest pressing against her own. In the background, she could hear the ref girl counting down, and realized that she had to move.

"Nnnngh..." With a groan, she twisted sideways, barely getting a shoulder up in time. The crowd clapped at Makie's escape, and she took the opportunity to gulp several deep breaths after narrowly escaping defeat.

A round of applause went through the arena, as Makie made the kick-out. Holly was knocked into an upright seated position, her eyes wide in surprise as Makie broke the pin and kept the match underway. She sat there, wiping her bands out of her eyes in disbelief, chest heaving as the shock left her stunned.

Blanco joined the clap, at first irritating Holly- then the Brit realized that he was also snapping her back to reality. Turning around to face Makie once again, the young woman got back to work. With a single leg kicked over Makie, Holly bent over to try and wrap her arms around the young Japanese fighter's waist.

From there, Holly would begin lifting, trying to get her foe off the mat, and hoist her up into a deadlift german suplex. A tough move, but an impressive display of power, Holly put everything she had into the move. While she'd had a chance to rest, Holly was still feeling her earlier beating- this move was a complete commitment from the Brit, but she was ready to give it her all. "Hhhnnnnngh!" she groaned, putting her full effort into following through with this slam.

Collapsing onto her back, Makie gulped in air, her entire body heaving as she fought off both pain and exhaustion. There was no denying that she was in trouble right now, and that her best chance might be to tag Kyo back in. Unfortunately, given her current state, moving towards him any time soon wasn't an option.

She opened one eye, just as Holly leaned down and wrapped her arms around her waist, bringing them chest to chest. "Ahh-?" she gasped, blushing ever so briefly, before she was lifted up off her feet. Groaning, she realized was was going on, and pawed at Holly's encircling arms, but it wasn't enough-- her world literally went upside-down as Holly tossed her on the suplex, sending her crashing down onto her back. Makie's body bounced briefly off the mat, before going still, looking completely stunned after that powerful move.

Holly took a moment to breathe, after planting Makie with the deadlift suplex. Amazed she'd managed to pull the move off, Holly couldn't help but grin from ear to ear. Makie was fit, powerful and dangerous, but Holly had the advantage, for the moment. From ringside, Blanco was clapping, encouraging the Brit to press that advantage. Clasping one hand over the other wrist, her masked mentor was giving her a signal. It was time to fulfill another of the promises they'd made, during the pledge drive. A move that Holly had devoted a fair amount of her recent training time, to studying.

Holly nodded, as she stepped over to Makie and dropped onto her bum, next to her. Wrapping her arms around Makie's neck, the Brit tried to pull the Japanese fighter into a seated position, encircling her arm around Makie's head in a headlock position. Then, the Brit pushed her other arm through the space between her arm and Makie, clasped her wrist, and locked in the anaconda vise!

From there, the British bombshell began wrenching on the hold. While Holly didn't expect a submission, here, she did want to make good on her promise. And, if Holly could give Makie a wee bit more payback for the beatdown she took earlier, well, that might be a bonus.

Makie's chest pumped as she lay on her back, trying her best to ignore the throbbing pain now running up and down her spine. To say that she was in a bad spot would be blisteringly obvious: right now Holly was in the ring with her, itching for some payback, and as much as she heard Kyo in the background crying out for a tag, she was in no position to move any time soon.

She suddenly heard Holly drop down next to her, and opened one eye...just in time to have Holly grab her arm. "Wha--" was all she said before an arm circled around her head, smothering her halfway against Holly's generous bosom. "Mrgghhkkk!" she muffled, kicking frantically as her face went red from a combination of blush and lack of air. Her head was forced upward, craning her neck painfully, while her arm was bent painfully behind her shoulder.

"AAAAH!" she cried, getting her mouth halfway free as her legs kicked at the mat. She thrashed and twisted underneath Holly, her free hand pushing uselessly against the other girl's head and chin. She tried kicking out with her legs to catch the other girl in a scissor, but given the angle of their bodies, it was uncertain if Makie could manage that...

Holly wrenched on the hold for all she was worth, trying to take as much fight as she could out of her younger, yet more experienced, opponent. The hold wasn't expertly applied, unfortunately- Holly just having trained to do it specifically for this match. In fact, it was somehow managing to be less a chokehold, and more a smother with the way Holly was pressing her impressive bust into Makie's face, but those extra hours in the gym with Blanco seemed to be paying off, at least in that she could lock the hold in!

Holly wrenched on the hold, a bit, pressing Makie's face into her body further, but was paying so much attention to keeping her old on that she hardly realized what the Japanese fighter was doing with her skilled legs. In one motion, Makie had her strong legs wrapped clear around Holly.

"Nnnn!" Holly cried out, as Makie yanked the Brit off of her. Trapped for the moment, Holly tried to push against Makie's thigh. She pushed her boots against the mat, tried to bridge and twist out of the hold, pry her head free. Even if she managed that, however, she'd at least be dizzy enough that Makie would still have the upper hand, even if Holly earned her freedom.