Kei vs. Raiden: The Jobber's Debut

Each way he moved and worked, he kept ending up on the short end of the stick. Now, when Raiden had tried to knock her over again, he couldn't even do that. He just ended up stumbling as the place where he thought she was turned out to completely empty. He stood up quickly, surprised she didn't take advantage of it, instead moving for another lock up.

What else could he do? He moved in to take it, figuring it was worth a shot -- before that arm chopped his chest, making him yelp out. He bent over a bit in pain, and it was a perfect position for her to grab his torso and flip him in the suplex. He slammed to the mat with a loud "oof!", before trying to roll over quickly and give a small growl. He was quick on recovery, at least; years of being a jobber had taught him that much. But this time, he beckoned for her to attack first. Clearly, all of his moves weren't working, so it was time to try and get her to go on the offensive.

Hearing Raiden make contact with the canvas Kei looked to stay on top of things, not wanting to give up valuable time. Lifting him up she would place herself behind him and look to apply an abdominal stretch. Should he not have been able to get away and was put in position she would look to add a little bit of spice to it by through in a couple of chest chops when she felt she could get a way with it without him slipping away.

Before he could really mount a defense, Kei managed to lift Raiden up off the mat and put him in that painful abdominal stretch! He yelped, a bit more with each chest chop. Shit, that hurt like a fucking bitch! He groaned, trying to ease away -- and with each chest chop, he felt her grip loosen slightly. After quite a few, making his chest look beet red, he went for his counter.

Raiden managed to yank away after a few moments, his hand going and trying to uppercut her in the gut roughly. He would move to try and spin her around so he could go for that belly to back suplex like she did to him. But things were a bit different; his hand accidentally grazed over her breast as he went for the suplex, so when he finally managed to lock her in with her head on the mat and still in the sleeper, he took the chance to reach up -- and cup her breast, as if gauging it. Maybe even giving it a few tentative squeezes.

Noticing his chest becoming red from her handy work she looked to keep it up, though he eventually caught on to it and soon she felt him going behind her. She was surprised while how sudden it was as and she soon found herself taken up and over. She felt him grabbing on to her one of her boobs when he took her down, which can sometimes happen in wrestling. When he was looking to set her up for a follow up sleeper hold she got the feeling that she was facing a perverted smartass.

While it is one thing to use a body part to help one post in certain moves, it was another to get in the type of hand play that would usually be reserved for his husband. With a bit of anger in her she looked to break out of his grasp and unload some respect onto him by firing a few stiff forearm shots to his face while saying "Keep...you...hands...to...you...self!" smacking him once per word.

Raiden was being a bit cocky at this point; despite the fact that he had just gotten out of getting the crap beaten out of him, he managed to turn things around. He gave a small grin as he managed to get her into the sleeper hold, but it didn't last for long; once he ended up groping at her breast, that seemed to flip a switch. He yelped as suddenly, she managed to break from his grip.

That arm slammed into his face, moving to try and get free of her. He moved to scramble back, forcing him into the corner. "I-I am sorry!" he uttered, shaking his head and moving to stand up slowly. But he was still rattled from the fact that she knew what was going on, and how badly it came off.

Kei was fired up at this point and as Raiden backed into the corner Kei fired off a side kick towards Raiden's ribs before climbing up to the seconds rope, looking to have the ten ten punches to rain down on him. At this point part of her wouldn't care if any of her forearm shots or punches busted him open. However if she managed to connect with the tenth one she would begin to feel calmer, but that still wouldn't stop her from wanting to keep on him, only make her want to rage less.

That kick slammed into his ribs, eliciting a loud grunt from the smaller man, leaving him completely open for her follow-up onslaught. Before Raiden could defend himself, the punches began to rain down on him, starting with his head. He quickly moved, trying to use his arms to defend himself. She was pissed, and reasonably so; but he couldn't handle all of these hits.

By the time the tenth punch came, he was completely dazed; even though not all of the punches had landed on his head directly, enough of them had landed to ring his bells a bit, and enough of them had landed on his arms to leave bruises for a long time to come. By the time she finished, he slumped down in the corner. Looking between her legs, he could see freedom, and he just wanted out of that hell corner for a moment to recuperate; he moved, trying to slip through those legs and make his way as far from her as he could get.

When she finished delivering the finish shot she shook her hand a bit. No wonder boxers had padded gloves on, the feedback from the punches aren't felt anywhere near as much. Before she could hop down she saw the opposition slump down and crawl between her legs. As he made his get away from the corner she saw how he was moving away from her. She turned around while still on the middle rope, as if she was waiting for something. She did eventually come down from her perch but she did so with some air time as she sizing him up for a bulldog should he try to elevate himself further, but if he was still in a crawling position she would instead drop an elbow across the upper part of his back as she didn't want to spend all day up there. Then again even if she wanted too ring rules usually wouldn't permit that.

Oh, had his head hurt her hand too badly? Raiden would have probably made some sarcastic remark about that, giving her a fake apology that her hand wasn't in tip-top shape after managing to make his brain rattle around in his head a bit. But he was a little too distracted for any possible banter, he just wanted to get away from this scene and move the fuck onto his come back.

But that wouldn't be happening anytime soon. He stood up after a moment, just in time for Kei to jump up -- and catch him in the bulldog, slamming him back down onto the mat, badly dazed from the blow.

After the bulldog found it's mark and Raiden planted, Kei turned Raiden over. She held one of her arms across one his face as she went to hold one of his shoulder down as she went to cover him for a pin.