Yona Giovanni vs Siena Blaze

Siena grinned like a shark smelling blood, she lifted the stricken leg, signalled to crowd and began to bend it around as if intending to lock on the figure four leglock.

Yona quickly realized what she had planned to do, but she was completely powerless to stop it. Her cum-soaked briefs were exposed for the world to see, this moment somehow managing to be far more embarrassing than her defeat against Mashiro. She covered her face with her hands, showing a moment of weakness she could never take back. In a way, Siena had completely destroyed the entire persona she had built up, and now, the eventual reveal of her real identity would only seem to take both of her wrestling careers down with her.

Siena went to lock the figure four leglock on. She then noticed the souiled garments and called out "Look, the poor Italian whore wet herself like a baby! ::Siena then placed her hands on mat behind her and pushed down making herself arc her back and apply even more crushing pressure to Yona's naked legs.

Yona at that point had fallen from grace, now full-on sobbing profusely. She regretted her life decisions and the actions that had led her down this path- once the unstoppable Louise Heisenberg, now nothing more than a jobber. She feared going back to that more than anything. However, somehow, in a stroke of pure luck, the audience cheered for Yona. Maybe they just despised Siena, but she truly had the support of the people still. Her plan wasn't fully fucked, but she'd surely have to do some damage control later on. Well, that was if she managed to overcome her opponent. It seemed like an impossibility as her opponent put agonizing pressure on her leg, Yona trying to reach for the ropes with all of her remaining strength. The ring began to blur and shake, her head feeling rather dizzy.

::Siena could feel Yona pulling them to the ropes. She seemed overconfident however by Yona's teary face that she would not make it but perhaps SHE was beign overconfident:: Come on bitch! You know you want to give up! ::Siena then started slamming her upper body back on the mat a few times as if the up the leg crushing pressure even more as if hoping this might help break Yona's willpower if she could make it but perhaps Yona's experience might help her::

Yona stopped for a moment, pausing in complete silence. For a moment, it didn't even seem as if she was in pain. She eventually steered her head back at her opponent, her reaction a sight to behold. She glared at Siena, eyes devoid of life, yet so beautifully shimmering with a bright scarlet hue. A single tear, her final act of weakness, sliding down her cheek as she simply and tiredly said, "Over my dead body." (edited)

Siena blinked in some confusion and fear. Her face then turned into an angry scowl and she continued with the whole charade of slamming her body back to try and up the pressure on the hold again but she seemed desperate. She thought to herslef in a mixture of anger and some fear, come on bitch, give it up already!

She stayed quiet, taking the hits without a single groan of pain. Her struggling stopped, she felt as if she didn't need to. It would be futile for her to even try. Seeing the fear on her face, she knew her opponent was no better than all the other women she's overcome. Moreover, unlike her match with Mashiro, the match was not yet over. Somewhere inside of her, she had the power to get herself out of this, and that's exactly what she'd do. She carelessly dislocated her arm, pushing her arms closer to her opponent's face so she could claw at her eyes. It had certainly seemed as if she had gone insane, but she didn't seem to have a single reaction to the pain, which there was.

Yona would be able to connect with her eye and Siena cried out, immeidtaely releasing the hold and rolling over holding her face.

Yona seemlessly managed to stand back up, snapping her arm back into place. She didn't utter a word, or even seemed like the same girl. In fact, you could say that Yona might've died at that very moment. She approached Siena, the entire arena cheering for her victory. She had been the underdog her entire life, but now, she had enough faith in herself to know that she was more than just that. She didn't need to be seen as the underdog, she needed to simply be the monster that her opponents would fear. She violently tore off her opponent's bottoms, quick to forcefully stuff her foot within her pussy. Without a glimpse of remorse, she went deeper and deeper, humiliating her just like Sienna had done to her minutes earlier.