Danika Gorski vs. Beyonce

Danika felt herself getting squeezed, being lift up off her feet! That squeeze was nothing compared to the impact of the backbreaker! Danika screamed in agony as her back was hammered down across Beyonce's knee! She felt almost like her torso could have simply been broken in half, her pain a testament to the lean, pure strength of Beyonce!

With Danika on her knee, Beyonce pushed her hand against the girl's mouth. She covered her nose as well, trying to cut off all of the oxygen going to her. She then pushed hard and braced her other hand across Danika's thigh, looking to continue to painfully bend the girl over her knee all while trying to steal the girl's breath away and make resisting harder.

Danika let out a muffled yell as her mouth was covered, and she began to flail her arms, reaching up. She wanted anything she could grab a hold of... hair, eyes, anything at all to get Beyonce to let go of this devastating hold!

Her stamina was quickly being sapped by the lack of oxygen and horrible torment her lower back felt. If she couldn't pull hair or gouge eyes, Danika would try to twist her body as hard as she could to roll off Beyonce's' knee and onto the mat! Sure, it was far from an ideal position to be in, laying badly hurt at your opponents feet.... but that was far better than where she was now!

Beyonce craned her neck and turned her head as she felt Danika's arm paw for her face. She knew the girl was willing to use dastardly tactics, so she wasn't going to give her the chance. However, when Danika tried to roll off of her, Beyonce gave her a shove to put her on her stomach.

She then reached for one of Danika's arms and stood up. The Japanese-Egyptian then stood up and lifted one leg. While holding onto Danika's arm, she jammed her foot down, trying to lodge her heel into the base of the girl's shoulder and then tugged, as though it would be possible to pull Danika's arm out of its socket.

"AAHHHHHHHHHH!"

That earsplitting scream left no doubt whatsoever that Beyonce was in full control, and that Danika appeared to be a rag doll that existed simply to be used for Beyonce's punishment! Danika tried to reach out for the nearby rope, hoping that her arm or leg was long enough to make contact! She couldn't take much more of this at all and knew that she would tap before much longer in this hold!

Beyonce watched as Danika lashed out for the rope and narrowed her eyes. As the girl fidgeted and nearly got a toe to the ropes, the tann skinned oni knew that the girl was not going to be the beneficiary of the rules of the game this time around.

She took a few steps towards the center of the ring, pulling her foot off of Danika's shoulder and then tugged with all her might, trying to pull taught the bit of slack on Danika's arm and once again target the shoulder and arm. Aside from adding some more pain to what she was already doing, Beyonce hoped to pull Danika far away from the ropes and would do so whether or not she managed to get a hand or foot on the bottom rope.

Danika's screaming only grew louder as Beyonce pulled her further from the ropes! Her arm felt like it was being yanked from the socket, and she tried her best to squirm and kick away at Beyonce's arm as a last ditch effort to get her to let go! the pain was mounting, and tears were forming in Danika's eyes causing her to force them shut. She didn't want to look any weaker than she already did.

"L-let go!" Danika shouted, pleading to Beyonce as she did her best to kick at her foe's arm!

Beyonce stood like a pillar as Danika howled. Though she had a firm grip in the girl's arm, she knew there wasn't too much she could do at the moment except hold her. However, she did stare down at the girl and give her a warning.

"You would do well to submit sooner, rather than later." Now that Beyonce had a target, she was going to exploit it. She yanked on Danika's arm once more, like she was going to Irish whip the girl. However, even if she succeeded with sending Danika in motion, she would hold onto Danika's wrist and stop all of he momentum at the point where the shoulder and arm connected, still targeting that area and trying to render the arm completely useless.

Unfortunately, even if it worked perfectly, it would likely send Danika flying out of Beyonce's grip.

Danika went flying and as she was whipped she heard a small popping in her shoulder and all her previous screams seemed like small murmurs of discontent compared to this! She knew she was hurt, hands down. Her arm was useless and she felt as though her shoulder was injured for sure. She fell to the mat, grabbing at her shoulder. Injured in the middle of a match.... one win to all her losses.... it all made Danika realize that her wrestling career had thus far been a giant failure. Her emotions and agony got the best of her in the moment, and the Czech woman felt her eyes welling up with tears.

She saw Beyonce standing over her like the arrogant bitch she was. Danika couldn't go out like this. She couldn't let the agonizing pain paralyze her. She had to use it. Danika looked up at Beyonce, tears of pain obviously rolling down her cheeks. "I won't be beaten so easily you arrogant bitch!" Danika shouted as she go her legs under her, getting up to her feet while holding her injured arm. She ran right at Beyonce, looking to jump and tilt to the side, with her legs swinging straight up at Beyonce's face with a spinning wheel kick!

She may have been running on empty, and she may run out of gas at any moment making herself nothing but a target for Beyonce, but she couldn't let the match end with her tapping out and flopping around injured.

"Ohhh, snap!" Helvetica squealed, as she watched Beyonce's backfist connect with Danika's skull. "This, this right here, is the kind of fighting spirit lesser competitors just don't bring to the table! You can't just look pretty and rest on your laurels against the likes of Beyonce, no ma'am!" The 'student of the game' looked back and forth between the fans and officials at ringside with her, but didn't pause for a reaction. Instead, she turned breathlessly back to the ring.

"Oh, ohh~" she said, voice tensing, fingertips drumming on the table. "There's Beyonce with the bearhug now, brilliant move! She worked over that belly earlier, now it's time to remind Danika of what she's messing with! Amazing strategy, going back to obnoxiously toned but brutalized abs! And now- oooh, shit! Right onto the knee! Hahh!"

Helvetica got up to her feet again, leaning over the announce table, sparing the occasional wide-eyed grin to the camera crew as she prostrated herself. "Danika groping around, getting stretched, and it's here we see Beyonce's strength! Here we see that ruthlessness that sets her apart! That girl is looking for any way she can get out of this, and Beyonce is just. Not. Having it!

"Beyonce dropping her, getting her down to the mat, and- yes, there it is, she's locking in the armbar! That dreaded arm bar, which she's used to put some of the absolute greatest competitors in AFW on the shelf! It's just a matter of time now, folks!"

Helvetica grinned from ear to ear, watching the action. "Ladies and gentlemen, if it seems like my mic is cutting out, I assure you that it's merely the mic competing with the sounds of Danika's screams. Do not adjust your television, you don't want to miss a moment of this!

"And Danika gets out ... somehow? I guess? Unbelievable! A wily opponent, having managed to last this long ... Danika getting back into this? Seriously? I'm as shocked as you all are, I assure you! Well, probably less so, because you're all dumb, but what the hell is going to happen, next?"