Ichika Yui (D) vs Lightning Inukia - Lightning on the Moon

As Ichika was knocked back to the ground and tried hard to overcome the pain and dizziness caused by Inukia’s ruthless kick, she didn’t realize how merciless her foe actually was. While she lost attention to her surroundings due to the pain she suffered, she suddenly felt another pressure landed at the same area of her head that just got kicked. That was the blonde’s boot, again, pining Ichika on to the mat with by stepping on her head. Before Ichika could do anything, her relentless opponent start to sway her legs on her head, rubbing the button of the boot against her already hurting skin. “Ah… stop…!” Ichika tried to yell while kicking her legs, but the pain so too much as she couldn’t even hear her own voice. With Inukia yet mocked her again, Ichika was mad, she wanted to fight back against the humiliation and pain, but she still couldn’t gain control of her body.

When the blonde finally removed the boot away from her head, Ichika finally got some relief from such a humiliation and pain. However, the relief didn’t last long, as Inukia grabbed her blue hair and pulled upwards, forcing her to stand up. The blonde’s brutal dragging of her hair made Ichika felt her scalp was about to be ripped off, made she had no choice but to stand up, despite she was still struggling to keep the balance on her legs. Ichika groaned as she finally stood up, legs shaking as she tried to not fall down, but her opponent wasn’t just helping her to stand up, as the blonde spined Ichika to make her turn around, then wrapped her arm around the blue hair’s waist before she could react. Feeling her midsection being locked tightly, “What… are you… doing!?” Ichika asked weakly while she tried to remove her foe’s strong arms away from her waist with her hands and continuously kicked mat, but all those efforts were for nothing. Soon Ichika would feel her feet were leaving the mat as her foe lifting her upward, she realized what the blonde was trying to do. “Ahh! Sto… AHHH!” It was too late for Ichika to protest, with her out loud scream, a sound of loud “Bonk!”, Ichika’s head and neck was smashed right onto the map hard with Inukia’s ruthless German Suplex. Ichika felt the entire world around her was spinning, as the shock wave of pain sent through her body, especially the pain at her back of her head and neck was just unbearable. “Ugh… ahh…” Ichika groaned, her face turned blush while her could barely open her eyes because of not only the pain, but also the embarrassing position she was forced to be put into. With her body being upside down, Ichika tried to resist, but she couldn’t do anything but kept groaning while weakly twisting her body and powerlessly swinging her "hanged" legs.

Ichika's posture right now:

Lightning heard her opponents panicked questions and pleas to stop. She just elected to ignore them as she lifted the poor girl up into the air and slammed her down behind her in a German suplex! Lightning would make sure to stay in that position for a while as well. If only to further cement her dominance with the sad and pathetic position Ichika was in.

Eventually she would relher and roll away, but only so she could admire the folded up position Ichika remained in. The bluenettes knees brushing against her own ears whilst her ass was shown to everyone watching. A spectacle of flashes proving how many wanted to cement this moment forever.

But Lightning wasn’t finished, oh no. She was just getting started. And she was let Ichika know by giving her a stinging slap to her ass before walking over to her head and looking down on her with a smile. “Wakey wakey little girl. Don’t go to sleep now ok. The fun is just starting.”

After she finished speaking, Lightning would bend down and take one of Ichika’s legs and tuck them beneath her armpits. Gripping onto her thighs, Lightning would pull up and flip the bluenette around until her back was facing her in a lifted wheelbarrow position. Then the blonde would drop down and slam Ichika face first onto the canvas in a deadlift wheelbarrow slam!

The crushing impact of the German suplex was surely destructive, soon Ichika lost her all her strength of fighting back after the effectless and pathetic struggling, despite she it was against her will, her body remained in the awkward folded position as Inukia continue holding her by her midsection, as the only thing she could do was moaning and panting.

She didn’t know how long it past for the tattooed woman to hold her like that, until she finally felt her opponent freed the arms which were holding her tight by her slender waist. However, because of the brutal damage done to her, Ichika couldn’t resist or move herself for a little bit even Inukia let go of her, as the blue hair just couldn’t gain back any of her strength. Ichika was still in folded position, her flexible body due to the gymnastics training should’ve given her some advantage, but right now it only made her posture even more embarrassing, as her knees now brushing against her ears, her legs were separated, displaying her own butt to every audience without reservation. Ichika could hear the sound of large amount camera shutters and feel the flashing of the flashlights from the audience below the ring, she knew her foe was purposefully showing off her embarrassing position to everyone watch and giving her one of the biggest humiliations she ever had, even worse than the bullies she received in gymnastics school. Ichika blushed, tears rolling in her eyes, her mind was a mess as she was mixed with anger and embarrassment, and the pain pushed her to the edge of passing out. “Yaah… please… don’t look… please stop…” Ichika begged weakly in desperation, her voice truly matched her small and exquisite body, sweat and adorable, especially hearing her voice in such a situation may make many people to pity on her, if anyone could hear her in the noisy arena.

Suddenly, Ichika felt she awoke from the almost pass out state, as she felt a stinging pain on her butt. It was Inuika slapped her ass, as a reminder that her opponent was just getting started. “Igh!” Ichika screeched as the reaction for the hard slapping, meanwhile she one of her legs was dragged upward. Soon after that, the blue hair then felt her was spinning into the air, as her opponent’s gripped onto her thighs and lift her up. Her light body weight gave her opponent an easy job, as Ichika was soon lift into the air with back facing Inuika, “No… AHHH” With yet another failure of protest and a scream in pain, Ichika was slammed down just in a short moment, face first onto the mat by a brutal wheelbarrow slam. The damage to her face brought pain to yet another part of her body, brought her back to the dizzying state once again. Laying with her face facing down on the mat, Ichika could only move her limbs for very a little, as a sign she hasn’t passed out yet.

Awww. It sounds like poor little moon girl didn’t like being admired by the crowd while in such an exposed state. Lightning couldn’t hear fully what the smaller girl was saying, but she got the gist of it. That being that the whole situation she was in was absolutely mortifying for her. Unfortunately, Lightning didn’t care.

So with a slap on her ass, Lightning stood back up. Ready to continue her domination on her poor opponent. Grabbing her legs one at a time, the blonde would slowly lift Ichika up into the air and hold her for a few seconds. Just enough for the bluenette to realize just how screwed she was.

Before finally dropping down and planting the tiny girl face first onto the canvas! Now Lightning could easily shift this into a pin if she wanted. She doubted that Ichika had neither the strength or the will to kick out. But that would be too fast for her liking. So instead, thr blonde would roll up Ichika’s legs to her knee. Hooking then to her elbows while reaching down to grab at her opponents limp arms. Then with a mighty pull! Lightning would yank back hard and trap Ichika in what looked to be an agonizing variation of a surfboard stretch!

"Ah...ahhh..." Ichika panted while facing down to the mat. All these damage and injuries has proven too much to her tiny body. Despite she's now suffering through unbearable pain, Ichika just lost all her strength to even scream a little. But was her opponent going to stop? Absolutely not. Ichika would then feel both of her knees were bended down, to an extreme angle that lower legs almost touched her tights. Then her thin arms were also being grabbed by her opponent, and when she started to realize what her foe was going to do to her, she once again felt dizzy her entire body was rotated upward, and finally she felt her body was being pulled downwards, as lightning now locked her legs while dragging her arms, stretched Ichika with a brutal force, completely trapped her in a ruthless surfboard! Feeling her arms being pulled, her back being bended backward, and especially the pain of between her legs because of the shameful stretch, Ichika felt her entire body was falling apart. "ARGHHHH! AHH! YAHHHHH!" As her entire body was displayed in such a both painful and embarrassing position, Ichika screamed in a pitiful agony, her eyes opened wide open as some tears started to roll down her face, but she couldn't do anything but shaking her head. The continuous damage done to her, the pain and the shame, as more than enough to give Ichika an forgettable horrible memory, even left a scar on her mind permanently.

Ichika's position and her expression:

Oooh! For such a tiny body, this girl certainly had a pair of lungs on her. Though it was understandable considering the position she was in, trapped by lightning in what could only be described as a half Romero hold. Hyperextending the bluenettes limbs beyond their limits while also cranking her spine far past what it could take. It was no wonder that Ichika would scream like a banshee as lightning pulled her back even further.

Yet as time passed, Lightning was starting to get bored with this hold. Sure she could probably keep poor Ichika here until the brat finally had enough and submitted. But that just didn’t seem fun for the blonde. So she would eventually let the bluenette flop back onto the canvas face first before standing up to her feet with a sigh and a smile.

“Come on. You’re not done yet are you. Some fighter you are huh. All you’ve been right now is my punching bag. Speaking of…” Lightning would say as she bent down to drag Ichika back to her feet where she would look at the bluenettes tear stained face. “You know the rules. If you’re going to cry, then do it OUTSIDE!!” she would shout before grabbing Ichika by the back of her neck and running her towards the ropes before throwing her over them and onto the merciless ground outside the ring.

Ichika screamed in agony, honestly that was the only thing she could do. Even a wrestler with powerful strength will have a hard time break free from that hold, and not to mention the weak physical strength was one of her biggest weaknesses, which she could only endure this painful and embarrassing position, she would hope the tattooed woman will have some mercy. Obviously that was impossible, considering what Lightning had done to her so far, and she wasn't done having fun with this poor girl yet. In Ichika's shock, she felt her opponent begun to pull her back, stretch her body even further, despite Ichika felt she already reached her limit. "GRRRAAHHH!! LET GO! NOO! AHHH!!!" Ichika screeched at the top of her lung, as if (and seemed like) she was going to be torn apart like a broken doll. Ichika's fragile body was tortured, the extreme pain sent waves of pain over her; Ichika's tiny body was humiliated, as she was unwillingly being displayed like a toy in such a embarrassing way, her legs were opened widely, showing her barely covered crotch to every audience in front, with the only chinchy red fiber of her attire avoiding her being completely exposed, protecting her last dignity.

Such a hell kept going for a longer time, so long that Ichika lost her strength to even scream, only weak panting and groaning could be heard from her, the voice was still pitiful. Finally, Ichika felt her foe's limbs locking and stretching her started to loosen, Lightning finally let go of this hold, pushing Ichika onto the mat. Although she hit her face first upon landing on the mat, Ichika seemed couldn't even felt it, as she would just laying on the mat, exhausted. However, her foe was far from finished. Ichika would then feel her opponent grabbed her neck and pick her up. With all the damage done to her previously, Ichika could only protest with weakly asking: "What... are you... doing?" Before she felt she was being dragged towards the ropes with speed not even she could react, and next moment, she felt her entire was being thrown upwards, flew pass the ropes, and finally smash onto the hard ground outside of the ring. "Ahh!" Ichika let out a desperate scream, as her weakened body hit right onto the ground, she thought she was going to be broken into pieces like a vase. All of the pain, was simple too much for Ichika to endure, she could only writhe on the ground, twisting her body, tried hard to overcome the pain with such a affectless method.

Lightning couldn’t help but whistle at the incredible air time Ichika had as she sailed over the ropes and out of the ring. She tried to figure out if it was because she was strong or if her opponent was just so damn light, but in the end she figured that it didn’t really matter all that much. Ichika was now rolling around in agony on the outside, and Lightning was leaning against the ropes. Taking it all in.

But as the referee droned on with her count, and her opponent made little to no progress in her recovery. Lightning began to contemplate. Is this really how she wanted to win? By count out after such a dominant show of things? Sure the blonde doubted that anyone would think she wasn’t a winner after the total thrashing she gave the bluenette. But she still couldn’t help but be unfulfilled.

So it came as a shock to the referee as Lightning suddenly hopped over the ropes and down onto the floor. Confidently strutting her way towards the beaten down rookie while the increasingly distressed ref restarted her count. Not that the blonde was listening to the woman in stripes. She had something else to focus on.

“Breaks over sweetheart! Time to get back to it.” she told Ichika as she crouched down and grabbed both of the bluenettes legs and tucked them underneath her arms. Lifting her up slightly, Lightning would then drag the poor girl until they were right next to the steel steps. Where she would swing Ichika to the side before swinging her around and slamming the side of her head and body directly into the steps in a brutal yet partial giants throw!

All these damage, all these pain, all made Ichika suffered so much, that she couldn't even feel anything anymore, either the sound of audiences, the feeling of the ground, her opponent's approaching and... her foe once again started to drag her legs upwards to pick her up. This time, Ichika was too weak to even make a sound to protest, as she could only feel she was being lifted, and was swung in mid air, and without her reaction, Ichika was slammed onto the steps of the ring, and she could only make a small groan upon the impact she received.

The crowd winced at the brutal bang that echoed out as Ichika’s head and body were slammed into the side of the steel steps. The bluenette though barely made a sound, instead flopping bonelessly onto the floor after the hit. The groan being the only thing that told Lightning that she was still alive. Which meant she could still fight as she would immediately lift her up and roll her back into the ring for more.