The Invasive Treatment - Zoey Jae Oh vs Eirina Makishima

The time for an apology had passed. Actually, no. The very idea of an apology had fizzled into ashes and scattered to the wind under the doctor’s gaze.

She couldn’t recall a moment in her life where she had ever been looked at like the way Eirina was looking at her right now. Zoey had pissed off her fair share of people in the past. Accident or not, it happened from time to time. Then it became about evening the scale, getting bragging rights, wanting to rub it in her opponent's face. Even Jessica Wright’s carnivorous stare had a bit of ambition behind why she did what she did.

Eirina though…

She didn’t see any ambition in those eyes. No fire, no life. The cogs in her mind seemed to have come to a complete stop. It was like she was staring at someone completely different from the woman she’d been wrestling all this time, eyes locked on Zoey and Zoey alone. Someone whose mind was set on one thing and one thing alone: destruction. For a fraction of a second, there was a clear expression of regret on Zoey’s face.

That was all the time Eirina needed to dump her on her ass with a sweep kick. Her back crashed hard against the canvas as her arched herself off the ground. A dumb choice, as Eirina’s boot came right down to meet her gut. Her tounge jutted out of her mouth as she rasped and sputtered, rolling herself left and right as she clutched her stomach, desperately trying to keep her lunch from coming out all over the canvas.

At this point, Eirina was seeing red all over, her entire focus was to destroy the foolish girl before her. Right after she stomped into her belly, she would walk around the squirming form of Zoey for a few seconds before she bent down, grabbing her by her head so that she could pull her up. Upon pulling her up, she would wrap her arm around her head in an inverted headlock again, seemingly going for a dragon sleeper again.

But, instead of just wrenching the head back, Eirina decided to deliver more damage on Zoey's back by dropping herself on one knee, propping up her other knee so that she could slam the back of her opponent onto her knee for a backbreaker. One would see how effective this dragon sleeper and backbreaker combo as she would bend Zoey's back on her knee.

There wasn’t enough regret in the world to even come close to the amount that Zoey was feeling right now. She knew she wasn’t going to walk away unscathed for her little tidbit, but she was more or less trying to play some mind games. She wanted to make Eirina lose her concentration. Make her more impulsive and hopefully a little more sloppy than she was before. Maybe even get rid of all the teasing as a bonus.

That plan couldn’t have backfired any more than it had now. Not only did it piss her off, it seemed to make her even more focused. Transformed her into a cold, merciless operator, and Zoey was right beneath her scalpel. Eirina nearly tore the hair from her scalp as she yanked her up to two feet, catching the Korean-American in a chokehold in the blink of an eye.

But that wasn’t all.

“W-wait…”

Pain. That was the next thing that entered Zoey’s mind before anything else. All she could feel and all she recognized. She tried to cry out, tried to scream, but it died in her throat with the doctor’s arm wrenching her spine further and further back, digging that knee harder and harder into her spinal cord. Her hands went to pull the arm away, but it wouldn’t budge. Already the darkness was starting the envelop her vision and she couldn’t see a way out. Just more and more agony.

To say that Eirina was furious was an understatement of the century. Keeping Zoey in the dragon sleeper and backbreaker combo, Eirina had a rather tranquil look on her face, though the way she was glaring down at her opponent's face was enough to indicate how determined she was to destroy her in this ring. Wrenching Zoey's head back while bending her spine back even further, the Frau Doktor seemed to look like she was going even further for this hold, as if looking to snap the Korean-American in half.

But, after keeping Zoey in the hold for a while, Eirina somehow let go of her, nonchalantly pushing her off onto the canvas as she would get back up. Her eyes were still as icy as before, indicating that her releasing Zoey wasn't a merciful act. She would let her writhe on the mat for a while before she bent down, picking up the girl in the roughest way possible.

This time, Eirina didn't feel like talking anymore. After all, Zoey wanted this to happen, right? She wanted her to stop talking, so Eirina stopped talking. All the while, the Frau Doktor kept her serene expression as she looked into Zoey's eyes before she slipped her right arm between the Korean-American girl's legs while she draped her left arm over her shoulder. Mustering her strength, Eirina would try to lift Zoey off of the mat, hoisting her up, displaying her rather impressive strength before bringing her down into the mat with a body slam!

AFW didn’t condone murder, did it? She heard about a thing called deathmatches in wrestling, but thought that was just another term for hardcore matches. Like, super hardcore matches. There was no way they’d actually pit two people together in a fight to the death. Those couldn’t have been actual things.

But if that wasn’t the case, they’d have to explain how they let someone with a sadistic streak as bad as Eirina’s into their business. This was probably as close to straight-up attempted murder as she’d ever been. She was having her back bent like a pretzel, having the life choked out of her, the lights above her fading fast. How someone could turn from so sweet to so merciless in the wink of an eyelash was beyond her, but it was happening. Zoey was going out. She yanked her arms, flexed her muscles and tried to pull away, but she was wasn’t gaining an inch. Her strength was fading. She was done.

Until she wasn’t.

Zoey flopped onto the floor in a heap, sputtering and gasping for air as her hands went to her sore throat. She was of a mind to stand back up to two feet. Take advantage of the reprieve Eirina was giving her before she decided to hammer down on her again. That decision was taken away from her almost as soon as thought of it.

She went up to four feet. Then two feet. Then no feet. What the actual fuck was going on. You know, she was just poking fun when she made that drug quip early on, but honestly, this current situation was making her rethink things. Eirina slammed her into the group like a heavy sack of bricks, knocking the air and whatever fight was left clean out of her. Zoey was a writhing, sweaty mess on the mat. Only the most stubborn parts of her were clinging to the hope she could come back from this.

Having body slammed Zoey into the mat, Eirina stood over her downed form, coldly staring at her. Slowly, her rage had dissipated, and she was no longer seeing red. Seeing what she had done to her opponent, Eirina had to consciously hold herself back or else she might go overboard in this. Still, she did not regret doing this to her disrespectful opponent, believing that she deserved all this.

Still, she knew that while she was no longer seeing red, she wanted to punish Zoey more. Bending down, she would grab the Korean-American girl by her arm, pulling her up before putting her in a waist lock, pressing her bountiful bust against her back. Clasping her hands together right on Zoey's belly, Eirina would lean forward, whispering something to her ear.

"Tell me, girl... have you ever been fucked in front of a huge crowd before?" Her tone was soft, yet lack the gentleness that was often associated with the woman in question. She was planning to humiliate the girl after this as a punishment for being so disrespectful.

Rather than allowing Zoey to give her any sort of response, Eirina would heave her up, throwing her over with a rather picturesque-looking German suplex, slamming her down into the mat. Rather than bridging her body for the pinfall attempt, she would let go of her upon impact.

Zoey was devastated. It wasn’t showing on her face, but it was true.

In the blink of an eye, this entire match had seemed to turn against her. The doctor had slammed her around like a ragdoll and stomped her into oblivion, barley breaking a sweat through all of it. Even the audience seemed to be fully on her side now, some even seemed to be demanding more. As if they knew something she didn’t. If there was a way this could get any worse, Zoey wasn’t able to see it.

Not until Eirina whispered into her ear, sending a chill down her spine. Whether that sensation was born from fear or from those soft mounds rubbing against her back, Zoey couldn’t tell. Either way, she wasn’t going to like what came next.

The Korean-American was thrown straight back into the canvas in another demonstration of Eirina’s unleashed strength. Zoey choked on the air rushing out of her lungs. Her back arched away from the ground and her eyes went wide. A shock ravaged her system from head to toe, nearly leaving her limp and lifeless on the floor.

All the while, she was forced to stare up at this mad goddess of lust and destruction, her ice cold stare beaming down on her as she approached. With each step she took, Zoey’s breath seemed to grow heavier and heavier.

“W..wait…” She kicked her leg weakly against the floor and brought her arm back, trying to crawl away without any success. “We...we can talk about this. Come on. You-you already beat me. Alright? I admit it. Just stop, okay?”

After throwing Zoey down into the mat with the German suplex earlier, Eirina slowly turned around to see the Korean-American girl, and when she heard what she was saying, the Frau Doktor narrowed her eyes, giving her younger opponent the most unimpressed stare she could manage. Taking slow, calculated stride towards the downed girl, she would then stand over her, definitely not amused by what she had heard from her.

"Talk?" Eirina said in the coldest tone she could muster. "I thought you don't like it when I talk. This is what you wanted, right?" For someone filled with fury, she sounded and looked so serene. As soon as she stood over Zoey, Eirina would then drive her boot right into her stomach, mercilessly stomping her. Then she would get down on her knees, holding Zoey by her head, pulling her up, putting her in a sitting position.

"Whether you like it or not, I'm gonna fuck the shit outta you," Eirina said, positioning herself right behind Zoey, trapping one of the Korean-American girl's arms with a half nelson. She would also use her legs to spread Zoey's leg apart, exposing her crotch in clear view.

Zoey was pretty sure her heart stopped for a second there. The stomp hurt worse than the previous one, which she wasn’t sure how the fuck that was possible, but what hurt about ten times worse was the threat Eirina made to her face. Right up close, making sure the Korean-American could hear every word. ‘Fuck the shit out of her’? Who the fucking shit was this woman? Where did they find people like this?

Perhaps the worst blush of the entire match had taken over her face as Eirina parted her legs. It came in flashes. First was the blush from realizing exactly what the good doctor was doing to her. Then it overtook her entire face when she heard the crowd rose to life and saw the image being projected on the titantron for the masses to see, making sure not one eye in the stadium was denied such a view. The blush finally deepened into a dark hue when the camera flashes made their way around the ring, making sure to immortalize the moment and capture whatever AFW’s expert camera crew had failed to notice.

That was enough for Zoey.

“S-stop it!” She kicked and tried to squirm her legs free, to little avail. “Let go! Let me go!”

The thought crossed her mind that maybe she should just get her losses. Eirina had said it herself not too long ago. All she had to do was tap. But she shoved those thoughts into a trunk as soon as they came to her and locked the key. She wouldn’t give this woman the satisfaction. Not a chance.

Though it seemed like she was going to find some of her own soon enough...

Trapping Zoey in the hold, Eirina would make sure to wrench her arm to keep her contained, despite her struggling. A smile graced her beautiful face as she finally got the girl in her clutch, and she would start working on her in any way she wanted.

"What's the matter? Is this new to you? Well, there's always the first time for everything," Eirina's tone was a lot mellower than before, though the edge was still there. "I'll be much easier if you stop resisting, dear..." she said as she would bring one of her hands onto Zoey's chest.

The crowd's cheers would shake the arena as Eirina would latch her hand on one of Zoey's breasts and start kneading the fleshy bud.