Kyoko vs Milana. an Endurance of Abs

Kyoko had a decent advantage squeezing that head and weakening her opponent while she went to work on that precious body of hers. She watched her captive struggle in vain before punching her belly over and over again, hitting her a few times she felt the women’s abs struggling to take the hits while she was trapped like this. Kyoko smirked as she drilled that exposed belly until Milana suddenly brought her legs up attempting to wrap around her head.

“H-hey! Don’t you dare!” Kyoko screamed trying to pull her head away, though the legs still sorta caught her face. Kyoko’s response was to attempt to try and pull at the legs to prevent them from getting around her head and trapping her for good. Especially since she didn’t want to risk getting trapped again as trying to keep her head free and being pulled down took up all f her focus for the moment.

Milana wasn't able to capture Kyoko perfectly. The purple-haired girl reacted with a clear-cut fear response, obviously respectful and wary of Milana's impressive runner's legs. Her ears must have still been ringing from the standing squeeze she took. It was good to know that the scissor had had such an effect on her.

While Milana wasn't completely successful, in some ways Kyoko's resistance helped her. While distracted, Kyoko couldn't keep her headscissor hold on Milana quite as tight, giving her a brief respite. Better still, her arms were now focused on fighting off Milana's legs, rather than punching Milana's belly. That let the Londoner's abs rest. She kept up both her attempts at attacking, trying to wiggle her legs further down around Kyoko's head, while she used her arm to deliver some punches into Kyoko's writhing belly!

The message was clear: if Kyoko didn't want to get caught by those legs and dragged into Milana's clutches, she was going to have to break off completely and allow them both a chance to catch their breath!

Kyoko had stopped the worst of the hold from taking her head but before she could get much more distance she was able to start pushing it off. But then Milana started throwing a few punches her way and catching Kyoko’s sides. Kyoko let out a huff of surprise and would let Milana go, attempting to slide away from her rival and attempt to get some distance between them. If only to avoid going anymore direct punches.

Kyoko let out a few coughs before rolling to her front and going to stand up from there, looking at her opponent to see how she was doing and how she could take her down from here. The Belly Queen was unable to get as much damage as she wanted, but she knew she could still get it done.

When Kyoko tried to drag herself away from the engagement, Milana resisted for a few seconds, launching two more punches as deep into the belly enthusiast's abs as she could manage, before finally allowing the girl to roll free. Milana pushed away, as well, giving both of them space to stand up without being within the range of the other. Nimbly, Milana would roll up onto one knee, pausing for a moment to check Kyoko's progress.

Kyoko was watching her, too, and Milana would furrow her brow, her expression hardening slightly as she remained wary of what Kyoko was capable of in a match so specifically tailored to her talents. Milana would stay still for a second on one knee, waiting to see if she needed to defend herself from a takedown attempt. With Kyoko not launching herself straightaway, however, Milana would take the second necessary to shove herself onto her feet, before quickly bringing her hands up in front of her, ready to intercept Kyoko if she tried to move during that single vulnerable moment.

And if Kyoko didn't lunge at her, Milana would wait for her opponent to be on her feet, and would then move in, twisting her body, aiming a quick and hard spinning roundhouse kick at Kyoko's belly to throw her back toward the ropes.

Kyoko avoided some measure of trouble but didn’t come out unscathed like she planned. That moment should have been where she took control and never looked back, instead it just put her slightly ahead at best...in a competition where she already had an advantage so she might as well have been at square one again. That frustrated her but not enough to go rushing in and trying to take control again, which meant the next move went to Milana who rushed in after her.

Going for what would be a vicious roundhouse kick Kyoko had merely seconds to react trying to bring her hands up to take the brunt of the hit, causing her arms to sting from the impact but otherwise do there job. As retaliation Kyoko would bring her foot up and try to catch Milana on the rear. Mostly because that was about all she could from her current angle.

Milana's kick didn't connect solidly with Kyoko's belly, as she had hoped. Instead, it merely glanced off of her forearms, rubbing the skin slightly red as her boot skidded across them, but ultimately doing no real or lasting harm. Milana withdrew her foot, turned slightly to the side, not facing Kyoko head-on, as a result of her spinning kick. That allowed Kyoko to retaliate to a part of the body that wasn't easily defended: Milana's rear end. Milana yelped in shock as the kick landed squarely on her glutes, sending her stumbling forward a couple of steps. Luckily for her, while it was difficult to defend, it was also difficult to cause much damage back there, and she was hardly the worse for wear.

She would not give Kyoko time to regain that decisive edge in this fight. With her side initially to Kyoko, she would whip one arm out, sliding it across Kyoko's collar towards her opposite shoulder, then trying to whip herself around behind the Belly Queen, aiming to grab her head with the other arm and move the one grasping at Kyoko's shoulder upward, aiming to maneuver into a choke hold as she pressed into Kyoko from behind, trying to drain her of some energy!

The kick was more playful then anything else and mostly served to show off her own bit of speed and leg power. Kyoko did it with a smile and a laugh. “That but seems more firm then those abs. It’s a good thing I’m not trying to break that or I might be in slot of trouble.” Kyoko both complemented and taunted the cute Milana with her words and both were intentional with her getting ready to take on the women more directly when she turned directions and tried to go from her side to her back.

Kyoko didn’t have much time to react before arms ensared her head and attempted to pull her down. Holding her close to lock in a chokehold that Kyoko started to fight, pressing agaisnt and holding her arms to make sure that she didn’t fully lock it in. But her arms were still around her neck squeezing and making it difficult to breathe in short order.

Milana wasn't the sort of girl who got involved in the more sensual aspects of a fight, and wasn't really one to think talking about that sort of thing with a near-stranger was appropriate, and Kyoko's taunting about her bum got to her. Her cheeks flushed red and she let her lip curl slightly, wanting to retort in some fashion, but ultimately deciding that, with the speed this match was moving at, her best option was going to be to channel that frustration into her next move.

Which went off well, if not quite without a hitch. Kyoko's hands managed to grab her arms and keep her from truly clamping down on that neck, but Milana knew that Kyoko would still have a tough time getting air, and was still locked in place, without many options in terms of movement. But if Milana failed to follow up on this move fast, Kyoko was going to figure out a way to not only escape, but turn the tables.

So Milana would back herself up, almost to the ropes on one side, keeping Kyoko in that chokehold. And then, suddenly, Milana would swing Kyoko's body around. Trying to catch her by surprise, Milana would then force Kyoko forward, trying to ram the Japanese girl belly-first into the nearest turnbuckle!

As the pressure mounted the fact that Kyoko got her hands up in time this void a full choke helped even as the pressure made breathing and struggling with any effort a bitch. All things considered she was looking for a way out, pulling at her arms to try and slowly pluck her way free as she was dragged closer to the corner. By the time she realized how much they had moved she was suddenly turned around facing the corner where she was suddenly driven into the corner.

“Uggh!” Kyoko, groaned the force of the corner meeting her stomach from the way she was bent the rest of her followed into the collision where she stayed leaning into the corner letting out a short cough. Kyoko’s abs could take a lot but being surprised like that was hard to just brush off and it showed in the way she leaned in the corner.

Kyoko had almost escaped by the time Milana made her move, navigating towards the corner and slamming her opponent's tummy into the turnbuckle, letting those abs get crushed and letting the rest of the girl's body follow. Milana would let go of the attempted chokehold after ramming Kyoko into the corner, steadying herself after building up quite a bit of momentum during the act of shoving her opponent into the turnbuckle.

She knew she couldn't slow down. Kyoko might be slumped in the corner right now, reeling after that hard blow to the toughest part of her body, but one moment of hesitation on the part of the Briton might be all it took for her to recover and retaliate. Her midsection could take a lot of punishment. Milana was sure it was nowhere near done.

So she stepped forward again, grabbing Kyoko, sliding one leg around her opponent's and sliding her arms around the Japanese girl's body. Her aim now was to pull Kyoko a couple of steps away from the corner...and then lock her into an abdominal stretch, to continue the punishment of those abs!