Akiha vs. Traci: Strap Match Round 2

Akiha was in her locker room once again getting ready for a match.  It had become a familiar feeling and sight, almost a second home to her.  Kohaku and Hisui were with her in the locker room as well.  The two maids would help prep her for Akiha next match.  She was still a bit annoyed that she had lost her last match versus Amy.  Hopefully she could get a win here and get some momentum going again with her career.

“Mistress, it's time for your match.” stated Kohaku in a polite tone as she informed her that it was time for Akiha to start her match versus Traci.  The raven hair wrestler had fought her before.  Though Akiha had won, it was one of her most hated matches.  Her opponent had the audacity to try to strip her in public, something which the Japanese wrestler took personally.  This meant for the first time in her career, this match would be personal.

Not wasting to much time, Akiha would raise to her feet, fully clothed in her white leotard.  She would exit her locker room before giving a nod to her maids.  She had made sure to get them to watch the match.  If Traci tried to strip her or do anything dirty, the two maids were to come in and interfere, even if that meant Akiha would lose the match.  In fact the idea of not taking part of this match and losing by forfeit was something she strongly considered doing but alas she choose to go forward with the match instead, confident in her ability to win.  That being said, she still had the maids as insurance.

Soon after she would reach the staging area and start waiting for her cue.  She had never been in a strap match before, so this would be a new experience for her.  The strap would keep the two of them close, it could also be used as a weapon without having to worry about begin disqualification.  This could prove to be a serious advantage for both wrestlers.

Her music would then start to play and the raven hair wrestler would make her way out.  But even before she made her way out, the crowd would boo.  It was the same old routine for the Japanese wrestler.  Yet as she started to make her way down the ramp she could hear a few cheers, a few people chanting her name in a positive way, though in the minority it was still something new and fresh for her.  A small smile could be seen on her face as she would then slide into the ring and climb one of the turnbuckles before raising her fist into the air.  She would then jump down and make her way to her corner as she waited for her opponent to appear.

Traci had some complicated feelings about this whole deal.

It'd only been about two weeks since Ranka nearly put her in the hospital, and in general her matches here weren't going very well, leaving her usual perky self a bit down. This was, however, a good shot at getting some payback on Akiha, though in a much more direct manner than she would have preferred. Traci knew she had messed around too much last time, and now that there was less metal involved all around, she actually felt pretty confident about this.

She had done a strap match once before, in her old league. Using it as a weapon wasn't that hard once you got the hang of it. She even tied up her unfortunate opponent in quite the compromising position. But that was only once though, and she had no idea if Akiha was more experienced or would just be more skilled at it. There was only one way to find out.

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Emerging on stage in her beautiful white bikini, Traci smiled radiantly to the crowd, waving to all of the cheering fans. There were some boos mixed in there, likely those unappreciative of her unsavory tactics, but it was clear her charisma and looks made up for most of it. Strutting her way down to the ring, the green-haired woman slid under the ropes and onto the canvas. Slowly and somewhat provocatively rising her her feet, she posed her well-toned and well-curved body for the audience, instigating a rather loud roar of approval.

After she was done playing, Traci made her way over towards Akiha. There was a bright smile on her face, but clear malice in her eyes as she looked at the Japanese woman. "I just thought you should know, I'll be taking this very seriously this time~" With a wink, the green-haired beauty turned away towards her corner, to wait while the referee prepared the strap.

Akiha watched the ramp as her opponent theme song started to play. It seemed most of the fans were cheering for her, while cheering for Japanese wrestler loss but a few would boo Traci, wanting her to lose instead. Soon the green hair wrestler would make her way to the ring, wearing a simple white bikini. It was clear she was trying to win over the crowd with her looks, hence, why she choose to wear so little clothing and acting so provocatively as she entered the ring.

Traci then seemed to approach Akiha before spouting some words about how she would take this match seriously this time. This would cause the raven hair wrestler to raise an eyebrow. “Are you trying to make me mad again? You remember how that worked out for you last time?” stated the Japanese wrestler attempting to remind her opponent how their last match ended, where Traci had been so brutally crushed, she had to be taken out on a stretcher. The referee would now start putting on the straps on both wrestlers.

Traci blew off Akiha's threat with a laugh, continuing to walk away. Things were going to be different than last time. She was going to be sure of that.

She patiently waited as the referee buckled them together, tightening the strap around her slender waist. Not enough to hurt, but enough to secure it in place. It was a bit shorter than the one she had that last time, but the green-haired sadist reckoned there were still some fun things she could do.

As the two women took their positions, the smug look never left Traci's face. If anything, Akiha would probably be on guard if she tried anything particularly dirty, but she could easily use that reverse-psychology against her. And maybe after she taught the Japanese woman a lesson, she would have some fun with her.

The moment the bell rang, Traci instantly started to backpedal as fast as she could, attempting to pull the strap taught and jerk Akiha off-balance. Either way, she would follow through by rebounding herself off the ropes and rushing forward to try and catch her foe with a clothesline.

It seemed that Traci was pretty confident, perhaps even over-confident. Akiha could use that to her advantage to gain an upper hand in this match. The referee would then lock in the two wrestlers arms together using the strap, now the two would also be close to one another, making retreating something impossible to do.

The two wrestler then got ready to face each other. Traci still had that smug look on her face while Akiha had a serious but calm look. The bell would then ring indicating the match had started. The Japanese wrestler would be thrown off balance by the sudden tug. She saw her opponent bouncing off the ropes and coming at her. Akiha would attempt to reverse the tables by grabbing a small amount of the rope and attempting to whip her opponent in the face, trying to send her off balance.

While Traci's initial ploy worked, Akiha recovered a lot faster that expected. As the woman tried to whip her with the strap, she would clearly see it coming and instinctively throw her arms up to try and block it.

A sharp lash of pain shot down Traci's unrestrained arm, as the strap left a bright red welt across her ivory skin. What's more, she was forced to pull herself to an abrupt stop, leaving herself wide open for a follow-up.

Akiha used the strap as a whip and it half work. It did stop Traci in her tracks but didn't hit her in the face or stun her. But it did leave her vulnerable for a bit and the raven hair wrestler would use this to her advantage and try to kick her opponent right in the crotch. It was a dirty move but Akiha didn't care, she wanted her opponent to suffer and fear her. She was going to make Traci regret the day she had ever cross paths with her.

Seemingly out of nowhere, pain exploded in Traci's womanhood. "AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" the green-haired beauty shrieked, as her hands instantly shot to her crotch. Hunching over, she managed to stay upright about one second before her legs gave out, dropping her to her knees.

She couldn't have said she expected this, but she was not exactly surprised either...

The dirty trick worked and her opponent would drop to her knees. It felt good to see someone she hated, someone who tried to humiliate her, now be in utter agonizing pain. Her scream was effectively music to the Japanese girl ears.

The referee would give Akiha a warning telling her not to use such dirty tactics but she would pay no attention to the referee girl. Instead, she would grab the strap once again before attempting to go behind her opponent. If successful she would try to put it around Traci's neck and start to strangle her green hair opponent, attempting to cut off her air supply. She was going to make her poor opponent suffer so much that she would never want to enter the ring again.

Too preoccupied by the pain between her legs, Traci didn't realize what Akiha was up to until the strap tightened itself around her windpipe. Her oxygen abruptly cut off, the green-haired woman gagged and coughed as she vainly tried to pull the leather away from her neck.

Quickly realizing the futility, and needing to act fast, Traci cocked her arm and threw a hard elbow out behind her, trying to nail Akiha and force her to let go.