Challenge Accepted

Mako had chuckled when Akane asked if she was interrupting something. It was a good taunt, but her irritation got the better of her when she tried to 'wrap it up' with a heavy punch to the face. Sure the shark was rattled, but Akane's wind up gave her the perfect chance to counter. So as soon as she ducked behind the big strike and got behind the red head, Mako was in the perfect position to lift and slam the challenger down on her upper back and head.

Akane would kick out and roll after taking impact, though. Giving the woman a few feet between herself and the dangerous shark. Of course that didn't mean she took the German suplex easily. Akane seemed pretty rattled by the rough landing, which amused Mako enough to let out a chuckle.

"Damn right I'm tough! Glad you've finally noticed~" she'd say with her arms crossed and a big prideful smirk on her face "Oh and FYI, what you interrupted was me picturing you topless~" she teased with a playful wink. A few women giggled at the taunt, including the stripper who gave Mako a lap dance.

Then after both women got on their feet, the red headed ruffian took of her jacket and threw it to the side top of her opponent's coat. That got the crowd cheering like banshees as they looked at Akane's toned body. No one liked that body as much as the shark did, though. Rock hard abs and a nice rack wrapped up in a tiny piece of clothing, they were some of her favorite kinks. Add in a third and the top predator would be drooling.

Then Akane would admit she liked Mako's toughness, and to come on so she could see how tough she really was. Ah yes there it was. Cocky, fight-loving women defiantly counted as the third. She didn't have time drool over this, though, because the shark charged forward to take on Akane in a test of strength.

"Oh I'm gonna show you alright!" she growled while their hands locked together into vice-like grips with a loud clap. Then Mako would try to force the red head down on one knee while pressing their heads together. Their hungry eyes burning into each other's fierce gazes like suns. Not to mention their chests pressed hard against one another. Mako's pair was hot, but her opponent's were mushrooming inside her tiny top. That got the women cheering like banshees yet again, and one even made a joke to her friend that they should be sticking the money in the fight's clothes. Mako didn't hear that remark, but if she had, she would've walked over and pulled the waist of her jeans open for the woman to make good on her comment.

Despite slamming Akane with ease, though, the shark knew she was the weaker woman. It was normal really, and she could tell just by looking that this badass was stronger than her. Sure she could lift people up, but she was made for fast paced attacks. Not long, drawn out, struggles like this. Luckily, Mako came to terms with this a while back and understood she didn't need to be a muscular brute to be badass. So as they pressed against each other, head to head and chest to chest, Mako would try to convert this into a wrist lock by releasing one hand and twisting the other to bring the badass down on one knee.

That way Akane would be forced towards the ground as the shark stood tall with a sadistic smirk while she put some pressure on her limb. "So hot stuff...is this rough enough For you? Or should I do...this?~" Mako would say before milking this position by placing her foot on the red head's back, adding as much pressure as she could before grinding her shoe on the woman's spine in a dominant fashion.

Akane was a bit surprised at how fast Mako accepted her challenge, the shark rushing in and crashing into the her with enough force to make her take a step back. Akane was surprised, but not unprepared.  

She stood her ground, becoming the unmovable object meeting an unstoppable force. Their bodies grinding hard against each other in a battle of strength and will. There eyes burning with determination and excitement. Akane was so focused she didn’t notice her large breasts press against Mako’s in their own battle for dominance, causing the crowd to cheer in ecstasy. At the moment, Akane was completely focused on pushing the Mako back, humbling the frenzied shark.

The shark was tough, that much Akane would give her, but she was out of her element in this case. Akane had better leverage due to her height, and superior muscle power compared to Mako’s. It was clear Mako wanted to push Akane down to a knee, but she couldn’t even get that far, her muscles beginning to buckle under Akanes steady but strong force. A confident grin spread across Akanes face, getting wider the further down Mako was pushed down.

“Running out of steam?” she teased.

“That little stunt you just pulled was a bit of a surprise. Don’t think I’ll let you do that again.”

She moved her face closer, her lips just inches away from Mako’s. She figured the shark was a sex maniac, may as well use it to her advantage.

“When we are done here, you gonna be kneeling in front of me, calling me “Empress”. But then again, you’d probably enjoy that.” The look in her eyes hid no doubt in her eyes. She fully intended on breaking Mako down, though she was going to try and have a little fun with it if she could.

But before Akane could make good on her promise and push Mako to the breaking point, the shark decided to use a bit of strategy against the red head. Just as Akane was giving her final push, the shark abandoned the hold on her left arm, twisting her right in a painful wrist lock. As if that situation was not bad enough, the shark used Akane’s own momentum to knock her down to her knees.

Akane’s face flushed red, embarrassed that she was kneeling so soon after her taunt. Makos smirk didn’t help with her embarrassment, an ember of anger lighting up in her eyes as the crowd giggled at the turn of power.

Mako began to taunt Akane while applying more pressure to her arm, before finally digging her heel into Akane’s spine. It hurt like hell, but nothing really serious. Instead of waiting for the hold to end, Akane tried to turn her body, the foot moving from her spine to her ribs. The pressure on her arm was immense, but if she got in the proper position, it would be worth the pain.

“This is b-barely a tickle! I’m thinking something closer to this!”

With a yell, Akane reeled back one of her legs, then fired it off with incredible power, looking to smash one of Mako’s shins and topple her over on top of herself. Is she succeeded, she would attempt to put Mako in a painful crossface hold, repaying Mako for the early embaressment.

Mako smirked as she kept grinding her heel into Akane's spine. The red head had been so confident during their test of strength, but now she was on her knees and embarrassed to have the tables turned just like that. Her face was red, and Mako enjoyed seeing this flustered look on such a badass woman. The shark kinda liked bringing her opponent down a few levels. And by kinda, it meant that she flat out loved this. Dominance was one of the best things one can have according to Mako. The journey to get dominance was just as important, though.

The struggles from an opponent, the challenge to bring them to their knees. Mako lived for that sort of thing. Honestly, she sometimes didn't mind being dominated herself. As long as the journey was great, the shark didn't mind the either of the two destinations. This was her night to dominate, though. Mako wanted to kick Akane's ass, beat her to KO or submission, and come out on top. Nothing was going to stop her from doing just that.

"So 'Empress'...you ready to bow down to the King?~" Mako would taunt before stomping down on Akane's back. "Heh...and you're right...I really do like calling you that~" the shark teased before her opponent began to squirm. Soon enough Akane was fighting through the pain as she powered out of their current position. Mako's foot was still digging into her, but this time it was the red head's ribs. Akane put an end to that, though, as she kicked the shark's shin! The blow knocked the young woman off her feet and onto the challenger who quickly took control of the fight by locking in a wicked crossface!

"ACKKK! D-Damn it! I'd say...that you're going...to pay for this...but you'll probably enjoy...whatever I through at you!" Mako would groan as she was locked in the crossface hold. "I mean...I know I have~ Haha! Try getting a little rougher...we can...we can do way better than this, bitch!" the shark growled with evil eyes. She was hungry for violence just like the cheering bitches and strippers around them. The shark wanted to get even rougher for the thrill of the fight, and the roar of the crowd.

Akane glared at the back of Mako’s head. She was still feeling the shame of Mako’s quick counter to the test of strength, something Akane should have been looking out for, but missed through sheer incompetence. What really got to Akane was how smug Mako was afterwards. Sure, the girl earned it, the taunts were fine and her smirk was honestly kinda cute, but that’s what made Akane want to smash Mako so much. Smashing something beautiful was infinitely more satisfying than breaking garbage.

Mako’s screams of pain made Akane feel a little better, but that feeling went away as Mako began to talk through the crossface, asking for something a bit rougher.

She really knows how to spoil the fun….

Akane continued the crossface hold for a few more minutes, ignoring Mako’s suggestion out of sheer spite. Finally, after sigh, she smashed Mako’s face back into the ground, trying to add some more head trauma to Mako’s list of problems.

“Normally, I don’t do requests.” Akane said while standing back up, “But who am I to deny a king’s dying wish?”

With that, Akane would take a few steps away, waiting for Mako to get back up, or at least begin to stand. Once Akane thought Mako’s head was in just the right spot, she would throw a strong knee aimed for her nose looking to draw blood.

If the shark is going to taste blood at all tonight, Akane thought, it will be her own.

Mako grunted as Akane slammed her face down on the floor. The fiery brawler seemed to be letting the shark get back up, though, albeit with a ringing in her head from he face plant. As she sat up, though, Mako could see that her opponent was coming in hot! It looked like Akane wanted to knock her head off with a knee strike. Well as lovely as that sounded, she would have to decline the woman's 'gift'.

Instead of staying there and taking the blow full force, Mako would throw her head back as the challenger shot up her knee. That way she'd be flat on her back as Akane whiffed and blew right over her.

"Heh...you gotta be more careful with the wind-ups..." Mako would say as she rolled onto her belly and started to push herself up into a charge. "...That's when people fuck up the most!"

The shark would then attempt to tackle the red head from behind, with her shoulder digging into the woman's lower back. That way she could topple Akane and herself over a table before falling to the floor. None of the girls were sitting at it, but there were still a few empty drinks on the table, so the two might have gotten a few cuts from broken glass during their landing. Despite any minor cuts, though, Mako would fight to straddle Akane's waist and rain down a barrage of fists on her opponent's face with a classic ground and pound.

Akane watched as her knee strike completely whiffed by Mako’s face. A slight pang of irritation grew inside Akane, but she pushed it down. The shark probably wanted her mad, to take bigger risks, make more mistakes. Well, she would have to wait awhile for that.

Rather than answer Mako, Akane quickly pivoted on her foot attempting to send another knee at what she thought was a stationary opponent. Instead, the knee weakly bounced off Mako’s charging from, slamming into Akane with enough force to fall over a table and smash in a heap on the ground.

Cold, sharp pain dug into Akanes lower back. One of the glasses must have shattered underneath her during the fall. It was annoying, but she had been hit with bottles before. What she was more worried about was Mako straddling her waist and firing off an armada of punches aimed for her face
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Each punch that landed hurt more than the previous, the force of each blow making Akane’s head bounce off the floor like a basketball. Akane threw up a decent defense, but she knew she couldn’t stay that way for long.

So, to counter, she would grip one of Mako’s arms with one hand, and shot to grip her throat with the other, attempting to squeeze the shark’s airway shut.

“And you…should gotta watch out….for getting too close to bigger opponents!”

If Akane succeeded in her grab, she would attempt to roll over and force Mako back on the ground, tightening her grip on the sharks neck as she did so.

Mako smiled as she looked down on her opponent. That smiled quickly faded as Akane grabbed her by the throat, though. The red head might be just as much of a tough bitch as the shark judging from how much she was enduring. Things went from bad to worse then as the fiery badass rolled them over and started choking the life out of Mako.

"Acck...kkak...fuck...Uurkk" she'd curse while gasping for any air she could get. The shark might've done a number on Akane so far, but that wouldn't matter if the woman strangled her out right here, right now. She couldn't just throw the challenger off of her, though. Akane was bigger and stronger, but Mako was leaner and faster. Sadly, speed doesn't help people when they can't use it. This was the best position the red head could be in, and the worst that the shark could be caught in.

Knowing she couldn't talk her way out of a hold again, Mako would reach up and grab a fistful of Akane's hair. That way she could wail on the woman some more with her other fist. In theory, her opponent would need to let go of her neck to stop the punches. A part of the shark wondered if Akane could withstand the punches, though, and really start to make her hurt. Now this wasn't a 'sex thing' for her (Well not completely).

Mako always loved to struggle in her fights. That's why she got into them. Brawls were always worth whatever pain she went through as soon as she felt that rush of adrenaline. Mako could feel that rush building already...and she was loving it! That's why her punches would only get harder. Each being fueled by the thrill of the fight as the shark began to slowly lose herself to the violence and the girls cheering for more.

Akanes grip tightened even more as she rolled on top of Mako. She was in the best position she could be in, pinning her smaller opponent on the ground where there was no escape. She straddled the smaller fighter, completely focused on crushing the girl’s windpipe and knocking her out right in front of the crowd she seemed to love so much. It would be a fitting end for a king’s reign.

A wicked grin grew on Akane’s face as the once noisy shark girl could only gasp and gag for breath, her face slowly turning red from the lack of oxygen. The fight was draining from Mako, but she was still struggling against Akane’s grip. Akane shot a glance at the crowd, the grin was still there,

“Looks like they’ll have to start calling me “Quint” from now on, eh Mako?” She leaned in close making sure Mako saw the pleasure Akane was getting from choking the life out of her, “Because I’m about to kill the biggest, baddest shark there is~”

She didn’t expect a response, but she got one, in a way. As she leaned in, Mako’s arm shot up and grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling on it, controlling her head. Pain spread across her scalp as strands were being yanked about.

“OW! Stupid Bitch! How old are you? This isn’t middle scho-“

Her sentence was cut off by a punch to the jaw, a slightly startled look on Akane’s face. Did this girl only pretend to nearly pass out so Akane would drop her guard? The answer only came in the form of another punch smashing her in the exact same place as the previous one. Akane could have sworn that it hurt more than the previous punch.

“Cunt!” was the only thing Akane had to say to Mako’s sudden energy spike. The pain from the constant punches took up the rest of her focus.

Akane had her hands full choking Mako, and if she were to defend herself, she would have to abandon the hold around Mako’s throat. However, the same could be said of Mako. If Akane could restrain one arm, and attack with the other, than Mako would need to defend herself, giving up her hold on Akane’s hair.

More punches slammed into Akane, each harder than the last. Akane finally abandoning the choke, letting the shark get a breath in before hurling a fiery punch straight down onto her opponent’s pretty face. Whether she succeeded or not she would reach for the arm that was striking her, her shift in weight possibly giving the shark enough leverage to push the red head off.

Mako had to hand it to Akane, the woman was pretty good with trash talk. This was the first time someone had come up with that one. The shark could also tell that the red head was enjoying the choke hold she had locked in. Akane's face was pretty damn close, after all, and it radiated sadistic joy. That is, until Mako started to punch that face over and over again. Each blow hurting and pissing off the woman more with each successful impact.

"I'm...old enough...to kick...you're...fucking...ass!" Mako would laugh back as she landed another strike that cut the woman's sentence short. With the girls cheering, she'd unload a couple more blows to the face. While all Akane could do was curse the shark with a single, vulgar word.

"Haha~ Wow...someone has a dirty fucking mouth~" the shark chuckled before taking a punch to her own face! The fiery shot stopped her attacks, but Mako could still find a way out of this position. Grabbing onto Akane's arm, and with her grasp still holding the woman's red hair, the stubborn predator would try to force her challenger away to the left and off of her body.

If successful, Mako would then try to roll a few feet to the right and get back up. Now the shark was hurting. Especially after taking that last punch to her face. She need a quick breather, so Mako would rest her back against the bar before picking up an unopened beer bottle. Then she'd take a big drink and look back at the red head with a cocky smile.

"Ok...Quint...where were we?" the shark asked while leaning against the bar. Then she'd slowly start to curl her finger at the hot headed Akane as if she was daring her to bring it on. Mako knew such a taunt would only earn her the woman's fury, but that was exactly what she wanted from her challenger.

As Akane went to grab Mako’s arm, the slippery shark girl used the arm still grasping Akane’s hair and her newly found leverage to toss her red headed opponent to the side. The King Shark quickly rolled a few feet away, getting out of Akane’s reach before she could even recover from her lost position.

Rather than chase after her opponent, the fiery red head joined her opponent in their quick break. A sharp pain had been jabbing her lower back for some time, and Akane had a decent idea of what the culprit was. While Mako was drinking, Akane pulled a decent size piece of glass from her lower back, blood dripping on the broken pieces of the glass while a warm sensation dripped down her back, stopping at her jeans. She casually tossed the glass over her shoulder, satisfied she got the worst of the glass out.

“Dirty mouth? Isn’t that the least of your problems?” Akane asked while spitting some blood on the floor. Mako’s punches were no joke, and the fact that they seemed to get stronger after each consecutive hit made Akane a little hesitant at getting in that situation again.

“Well,” a quick but loud neck crack game from Akane, “I think we were at the point where I break your GOD DAMN JAW!”

Akane was mad, really mad. She could respect Mako for lasting this long against her, but she still hated it. She was just getting ready to cut Mako’s little break short when the Shark began to taunt her, curling her finger back in forth, daring the larger woman to attack. Even in Akane was completely calm, that gesture would have set her off. She hated it, always had, always will. It was one of the quickest ways to get her in a bad mood.

“Great, now I gotta break your fucking fingers too…”

She marched over to Mako, accepting the dare by shooting off an arm attempting to seize Mako’s neck. If she caught the shark, she wouldn’t choke her like before, but raise her up in a display of strength, before throwing her at the bar she was using for support.