POW Match: Bomber Kishima vs Monami Shagura

Kishima was feeling a bit anxious. These next few seconds would be important, and timing would be critical if she wanted this to work out in her favor. She needed Monami to take the bait. And if she did, then the Bomber had to be ready to act at a moment’s notice. Too soon, and she’d give the bearess time to avoid the trap. Too late, and she’d be crushed in the corner. Not a lot of margin for error.

When Monami bolted toward her Kishima immediately tensed, but only at the last possible second did she grab onto the top rope to her right and use it to pull herself out of harm’s way, leaving her foe with nothing but the turnbuckles to crash into! Or at least, she hoped that’s what happened. But she wasn’t going to just stop there. Kishima turned, balling her right hand into a fist while the left still clung to the rope. Then the moment her opponent was facing her again…

“MONAMI!!!!” she roared at the top of her lungs while pulling on the rope again, this time using it to propel her toward the bearess while throwing the other arm out, aiming to slam right into the woman with an explosive corner lariat!

...Eri moved. And all Momani could do about it was fly between the turnbuckles before colliding shoulder first with the ring post. The impact hurt a ton. Honestly she hit the metal rod so hard it seemed like she dented it. Cursing this turn of events, Monami would slowly pull herself out from between the turnbuckle pads. Her shoulder was radiating pain, however, the sound of her name being yelled made the 'bearess' worry. With Monami wounded and in pain, it didnt take long for Bomber Kishima to go back on the attack.

While roaring out the name of her opponent, Eri would pull herself forward with the rope and slam into the dark skinned woman with a corner lariat! The impact crushed Monami against the corner, knocking the wind right out of her chest as she let out a sharp cry in pain. The crowd cheered loudly as the fight between these two muscular amazons intensified. Even if the wild woman enjoyed feeling such a strong, muscular body pressed against her own (Which she did) there was no time for her to savor it. There was no way to tell what hurt worse, the initial collision, or the feeling of being crushed with her opponent's full strength. Afterwards Momani's legs would give out, causing her to slide down the turnbuckles before landing on her ass. "Ugh...nice lariat...bomber..." Monami groaned out, showing her opponent the respect she deserved with some praise. Still, the 'bearess' knew she was in some serious trouble.

That one felt good.

Kishima got the full impact on her lariat, which sparked a nice, loud wave of shouts and applause from the crowd. It had been way too long since she’d hit one of those. And while her attention was still of course focused on trying to win the match, she couldn’t deny hearing Monami’s compliment on the move felt pretty nice to hear.

“Thanks, but I’d save the compliments if I were you. You’ll have plenty of time to praise me when I take you home after this,” she teased in response, then reached down to grab the bearess by her ankles. From there the Bomber would drag her foe out from the corner toward the middle of the ring, grimacing a bit with the effort of moving the larger woman while her own body was still feeling the aches of everything Monami had put her through so far.

But she fought through it, and if she could get her opponent to the middle of the ring she’d then adjust to hook her arms around her big, muscled legs, right around and behind the knees. From there Kishima would attempt to raise Monami off the mat just enough to start spinning, picking up momentum with each rotation as she sought to scramble the bearess’ senses with a dizzying giant swing!

Monami chuckled as she listened to Eri's response to her compliment. It seemed like the bomber enjoyed hearing what the 'bearess' had to say. However, Eri also thought that Monami should save all her praise for later when she became the bomber's prisoner. "Heh...Don't act like you've won yet...home is a a long way from here...and it might not be your's-WAH!" the dark-skinned amazon began to say before yelping as Eri suddenly yanked her out of the corner by her ankles.

From there, Momani would be dragged out to the the middle of the ring as she squirmed as much as she could. Eri had a strong grip on her ankles, though, and she couldn't slip away. Momani even tried to pulled her legs in so she could propel the bomber back by shooting them back out into the woman's strong chest. However, the bomber's grip had her locked up tight...then the real ride began.

After, moving her grasp so that she held the ebony brawler's legs under her arms, Eri began to spin. Lifting the 'bearess' as she spun them both around faster and faster, it wasn't long at all before Momani became dizzy. The Giant Swing was an annoying move. In fact, it was without a doubt one of the most annoying moves too. Not only was it basically impossible to escape while being spun, but instead of hurting, it disoriented its victim worse than any other move could. After about ten seconds from this move Monami couldn't make much sense of her surrounding as she started groaning under her breath. "Wooooooooooaaaawoooooooaaaaawwooooaaaaaahhhhh...." Momani groaned out as her trip in numerous tiny circles continued without any end in sight.

Getting the bearess into position had been a struggle in and of itself, but she did eventually manage to drag her foe to the middle of the ring and hook both her legs. And that’s where the fun began - for Kishima, anyway.

“ONE! TWO! THREE!”

The crowd was counting out the rotations as the Bomber swung her mighty foe around in a full circle one time after another!

“FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN!”

Kishima was gritting her teeth. Keeping Monami elevated like this was no simple effort, especially after having endured everything her rival had thrown at her to this point. Even still, she persevered!

“EIGHT! NINE! TEN!!!!”

Only after the tenth rotation did Kishima finally drop Monami back down onto the mat, but she only released one of the bearess’ legs. Keeping a hold of the other, the former Angel first took a second or two to get her own bearings straight. And then she pulled on the leg to try to maneuver Monami onto her front, so Kishima could crouch down and pull back on that muscular limb to apply a single leg crab!

"WOOOOOOAAH-WWOOOOOOOAAHHH-WWOOOOOOOOOOOAAAHH-WWWOOOOOOOOOAAAAHHHHHH!" Monami would shout as she was spun for a full ten count that just wasn't fun at all. The whole experience felt much, MUCH, longer though. Then, when the bomber finally stopped spinning her around, the 'bearess' laid flat on her back. She barely even stirred. Honestly, Monami hated spinning. She hated merry go rounds, and anything like them. So after being spun around for so damn long, the amazon was understandably exhausted. AND VERY DIZZY!

This gave Eri all the time in the world to roll her over and put her in a single leg crab. Monami was so dizzy that she didn't react at first. Then, a few seconds later, the dark skinned beast woman started yelling. "GAAAAH! D-DAMN IT!" Monami screamed as she starting pounding her fist on the ground. "GGGRRRRR! GOD! I-Is it...always this hard to...get laid in Friction?" Monami asked her opponent, trying to make a joke to distract herself from all the bending Kirishima was doing to her leg and spine. "...Man...hehe...cause if it is...then the sex...must be insanely good...to make it worth all of...this...trouble..."the woman continued to say, trying to hold it together as she looked back at the mighty Bomber with her eyes filled with defiance.

"You won't disappoint...right?~" she asked, with a seductive tone in her pained voice.

The moment Kishima had her hold locked in she began to wrench back on the trapped limb of her opponent, grunting loudly with the effort. And judging from the screams and pounding she heard from Monami, it was proving every bit as effective as the Bomber had hoped. The bearess’ joke came unexpectedly, bringing a brief laugh from Kishima.

“Hard? What’re you talking about? All you gotta do is tap out!” she teased back, seriously doubting Monami would actually surrender the match then. “And don’t you worry about me. I always aim to please. The sooner you give, the sooner you’ll get to see for yourself!”

And with that Kishima yanked back again on Monami’s leg, cranking up the pressure once more! Even though she didn’t expect her foe would be tapping out now, this was a prime opportunity to wear her down, and Kishima intended to make the most of it!

Monami was glad that she made Eri laugh. Honestly, if she didn't laugh...then the 'bearess' would have been in pain AND kinda embarrassed. But she knew laughter wasn't the best medicine. If wasn't even medicine, really. Maybe for depression...but curing the pain that Bomber Kirishima was inflicting here...there was nothing laughter could do about that. Still, it made her happy. Monami would have to stop being such a school when faced with a pretty lady. Cause right now she was barely holding herself back from gushing all over this amazing woman, which was only made possible by the intense pain. And when Kirishima made that pain feel even worse, her offer was becoming oh so very tempting to the dark amazon.

"Ggggrrrrrrrr...O-oh...OH F-FUCK!" Monami whimpered as her opponent really let her have it. Honestly, this was enough pain to make her consider tapping. She might have been able to endure, but Eri really was getting to her. It was just...losing here wouldn't suck. Sure she'd lose her debut...but Bomber Kirishima would be taking care of her all night. Being the sexy love prisoner of such a cool, strong, confident, and sexy woman sounded like an amazing experience. I really did...but...

...Monami wasn't a quitter. Especially not with this woman. Eri was amazing. And it was because she was so awesome that the 'bearess' wanted to make an impression. If she didn't give her all and then some...she'd regret it. Monami would feel guilty that in a fight against such a great opponent...she failed to show the Bomber the respect she deserved by giving her everything.

"Ggggrrrrrr...Nope...I-I can't do that..." Monami groaned loudly while shaking her head. "You deserve...a real challenge...so I'm gonna give...you everything...I've...got!" Monami growled as she slowly started to drag herself towards the ropes. "And...that's why...this is so hard...cause before we get our prize...we gotta wait...and put in the effort!" the beast woman said, crawling forward with both of her elbows AND even the leg that Eri wasn't pulling back on like a catapult.

"But yeah...you're right...worrying about how good you are...just sounds so stupid...when I...hear it out loud..." the wild amazon added before laughing about the silliness of it. "For now...I'll just focus...on overwhelming you in bed...too~" Monami said, half teasing and half challenging Eri to another "match" later on as she reached out to try grabbing the bottom rope.

There was a short moment where it felt like Monami might tap out. Kishima hadn’t won very many matches over her career via submission, but pulling back as hard as she was on the bearess’ leg and hearing her cry out in agony, it started to look like it just might happen! But just when it seemed the end was nigh, Monami, in the midst of all the pain she was enduring, spoke with determination as strong as any lariat Kishima had ever thrown.

Her rival’s words moved her, perhaps even a bit more than they should have. It wasn’t defiance to avoid losing face in defeat against like Kishima. It was clear Monami had a strong desire to carve out a respectable legacy for herself, and to properly respect Kishima’s in the process. It wasn’t always easy for wrestlers to be selfless and humble while fighting to make their mark. But to see that in Monami here...it meant a lot to the Bomber. Whatever else happened, Monami had earned her respect tonight.

Kishima continued to hold the pressure on her single leg crab as Monami started dragging them toward the ropes, and she couldn’t help but chuckle at her foe’s comment about overwhelming her in bed. “We’ll see about that!” she replied through grit teeth while struggling against Monami’s efforts. Over the course of her career she’d applied more of these single leg crabs than she could count. But this might have been the first time she had ever been turned on while using it. It wasn’t a feeling the Bomber was used to feeling in her matches. On top of being drop dead gorgeous, Monami just had to have one of the most attractive personalities she’d encountered from an opponent in quite some time. It was hard to tell how much of it was because of that and how much was simply due to Monami’s impressive strength, but Kishima wasn’t able to hold her away from the ropes forever, as the ref informed her once the bottom rope was finally grabbed.

“Rope Break!” the ref called, and immediately Kishima released Monami’s leg, panting a bit as she slowly walked back out to the middle of the ring. She could’ve taken the extra five seconds to make sure she got the most out of her hold, but that wouldn’t have been right, especially after everything Monami had just said. Bending slightly at the knees, she grinned to her foe while motioning toward herself with her fingers, urging the woman to get up and come at her.

“Think you can overwhelm me? Then show me what you’ve got!”

Monami was so relieved as she grabbed the bottom rope. Bomber Kirishima was killing her with that single leg crab, but instantly released the hold as soon as the ref shouted "Rope break!" for all to hear. Just laying there like this was a huge improvement overall. However, Eri was already egging her on. Commanding the 'bearess' to show her what she had. Even if her body was unwilling to comply, Monami started getting up with the help of the ropes. She just couldn't bare the thought of keeping this woman waiting...silly puns aside...

"Heh...easy for you to say...after you nearly tore my leg right off..." the African amazon chuckled as she got up on both feet. Now she wasn't exactly stable. One of her leg's was fine...while the other...was understandably made of jelly. It was shaking a bit under her own weight, but it was getting better over time. Breathing in and out heavily, Monami was looking pretty tired as well. She needed a plan now, because charging in and overpowering the Bomber like this...well that was a disaster in the making.

So what she came up with...needed to happen fast. Pushing herself back into the ropes, Monami would launch herself off them and use the boost to fly at Eri with a sudden drop kick. It was better than trying to overpower the woman who was in better shape at the moment. Plus, she wouldn't dare try a surprise lariat on the woman named Bomber. After all, she was called the lariat queen too. Honestly, Monami was a bit cautious to simply charge straight towards her opponent when Kirishima could easily take her head off with a match ending lariat. So, going feet first at her opponent made the most sense. Monami hoped her strike would send Eri flying back if her bare feet successfully drilled right into the muscular woman's chest.