Zoey Satoshi vs Jay Zokaro

Zoey cried out in pain at a sudden, hard blow to her thigh. It felt like Jay's hand was a hammer, and left a terribly painful burning sensation in the girl's lightly-muscled leg. There was no way it wouldn't turn into a bruise later, no doubt going to suck to walk around for a while. Jay's offense didn't stop there though, as a hand locked around Zoey's boot at the ankle and pulled the leg upwards into the air.

She was expecting a submission hold, given how completely vulnerable she was, but got something else just as bad. Her powerful opponent dropped down to one knee and, still holding her ankle up above his head, began to punch repeatedly into the same spot as before. With each blow getting more and more painful, Zoey couldn't help but scream and beg for him to let go, reaching out with a hand to try and cover up his target.

Jay took several more punches to her knee by his hand before stopping. He stares down at her for a moment while she looks back up at him and asks for him to stop and let go. There was only a few moments of calm, before Jay took another initiative. If she didn' do anything in those few moments, he would roughly flip Zoey over, using that same leg he had been holding onto for leverage.

With the woman laying on her stomach, Jay would sit down on the small of her back and attempted a single leg boston crab on her. He doesn't immediately start to pull and wrench back on her poor leg, but he wanted her to know what was coming.

Little Zoey let out a sigh of relief, followed by a loud moan of pain when Jay finally stopped his constant punching. The little muscle she had in her left thigh felt like jelly, and would no doubt ache quite badly for a few days after the match. She fell down on her back and placed one arm over her forehead, panting for air and using the moment of calm as a sort of time-out period, attempting to get her breath back and come up with a plan. Jay was fast, and strong, and taller and heavier than the little Friction wrestler, which made things very difficult.

Her thinking was interrupted a second later though, as she felt her leg being pulled up into the air and twisted slightly to flip her over onto her belly. She had a feeling what was coming next, her suspicion confirmed when Jay sat down on her lower back and held her leg under his arm. It didn't hurt yet, but she knew how painful a single-leg boston crab could be. Zoey scrambled and squirmed, her arms flailing in the direction of the ropes, the sudden struggling accompanied by a squeal of terror.

Jay could feel her struggles underneath him. And her sound confirmed that shift knew what was coming next. Jay sat down completely on the woman's back and began a painful Boston crab with her one leg trapped under his arm, his other arm on her knee for his own support.

A small smirk would cross his lips in fact. There was less likely of a chance at her kick in out now that he had damaged the same leg he pulled. He glances over his shoulder. "You could stop the pain by giving in now, you know..." This was followed by a confident chuckle. He thought he had her right where he wanted her.

The tiny wrestler howled and screamed in pain, her childlike voice making it a pretty unappealing sight to behold. Her flexibility helped reduce the pain to begin with, but quickly turned against her and allowed Jay to contort her spine backwards far enough that she could see her own foot hanging over her head. Her hands desperately scrambled and grasped at the canvas, hopelessly trying to crawl for the ropes to get some break from the agony Jay was inflicting on her. All Jay would have to do to guarantee a submission was keep her in place, given Zoey's awful resistance to pain, she'd soon be trying anything to make it stop, including submission.

Jay was close to a quick victory. Had all his training actually payed off? Or was this girl that weak? No...She couldn't have been. Jay may not have wanted to beleive he was in the presence of someone so vulnerable. Jay gives a sharp yank back once more, and an almost deranged, sickening grin appears on his face. He glances over his shoulder, which turns into a stare. He had the smaller woman completely folded in half to where she could see her own foot besides her head!

"Struggle and break, or give up!" He shouts, almost wanting her to take that first option. Either way, he'd be happy. But not satisfied.

All of Zoey's clawing and squirming wasn't getting her anywhere closer to where she wanted to be. Her desperate cries of pain and painful gasps for air easily audible to Jay, Lina, and most of the audience closest to the ring. It felt like the muscles in her thigh were burning, and as if the entire leg were about to be pulled clean off by the man's sheer strength. After just a few seconds in the hold, she was red-faced and her eyes were starting to well up with tears involuntarily, Jay's much larger body and masculine strength seemingly more than enough to hold the little wrestler tightly in place.

She raised a hand to tap out, hesitated for a moment, and then began quickly slapping her hand into the canvas repeatedly, burying her head downwards to keep anyone from seeing her teary-eyed face as she surrendered, the referee quickly getting up and demanding Jay break the hold.

From where she stood on outside, Lina witnessed this one coming to its end. She looked pleased to see Jay coming out of this one on top. She entered the ring to congratulate him, and maybe see where he wanted to go from here, if anything was on his mind for the rest of the day. However she was alarmed to see he still had the hold applied to Zoey. sure she knew he wasn't like the others that she manages, though display might make herself look bad if he keeps this up.

She wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt and while the referee was attempting to get Jay to let go of Zoey. She poked him on the shoulder and said "The match is over you can let go of her now....Jay?" She poked him a couple of more times to get his attention in the unexpected event of unexplained temporary hearing loss on his part.

Jay didn't want it to be over. And that would quickly become a dangerous thing. He felt he had complete control over the woman under him, and he did to an extent. Though the match was over with Zoey tapping out and the referee coming to Jay to have him break the hold, he would not. Jay kept the single leg boston crab held tightly in place, not leaning back much more than he already was, but not letting up. Just a slight lean is all he did.

He ignores the calls from the referee, and even Lina poking his shoulder. Even after she spoke and poke again, it would only illicit a short glare from Jay before he returned to what he thought was more important.

Zoey's flexibility was tested to it's limits by Jay's refusal to let go. Her free leg kicked violently and forcefully into the canvas over and over, while the one trapped under Jay's muscular arm shook so wildly that it almost felt as if it were vibrating. The Japanese redhead pushed against the canvas with her left hand and just kept smacking and tapping with the right, squealing and howling with the pure agony Jay was inflicting upon her. The male wrestler tilted back even further, even if it wasn't by much, and caused Zoey's foot to actually touch the canvas in front of her head! The sight made her panic even more, her hand pounding at the canvas harder and faster while tears began to stream down her face.

If her body managed to survive this match in good enough shape to keep fighting, she'd be surprised, and would be very reluctant to return to the Tension arena any time soon.