Yona Giovanni vs Renee Steinhauser: Round 3

By no means, would Yona think Renee had any strength left in her—Hell, the brunette didn't have much energy left herself, but to her surprise, Renee had decided to pounce on her. The heel's exhaustion showed in her lack of resistance as Renee slammed Yona down on the canvas and sat on her stomach. She moaned softly, her head in a daze from the fall; a faint flush of lifelessness in her pupils. It didn't help that her tits left her weakened, but she didn't expect to be so sexually humiliated by her rival—the bitch pulling up Yona's top to reveal her breasts.
The brunette's cheeks reddened, biting her lower lip in arousal. She tried to look away, but the feeling was all the same. She couldn't escape how good it felt to be touched by someone she hated. It was a mix of an erotic thrill, and complete embarrassment, with a vocal hint of burning anger. Yona was no expert in the field of hentai, and everyone in the audience knew it. It was a far too familiar sight for anyone that saw her match against Mary. She may have been a monster in the world of professional wrestling, but when it came to sex fighting, she was no less than a jobber. It wasn't long before Renee twisted her nipples, causing her to let out a loud moan.
Over, and over again, she let herself be played with, and soon, the spectators would have the sound of Yona's girlish voice memorized in their mind. It was a cute, tomboyish, sequence of short outbursts that slipped from her mouth again and again. Yona felt as if she'd go insane from the mere touch of hands over her sensitive titties.
"F-fuck... w-w-wait..- I'll reveal my secret.. Just stop..!" Yona groaned, her legs squirming all over the place.

“What? What was that? I couldn’t hear you from your pitiful squirming and submissive moaning. You said you’d reveal your secret if I stop? I don’t know if I should believe you but I’ll make sure you’re telling the truth.”

Renegade continued to grope the breasts of Yona as she then looked at the referee and ordered them to give her a microphone. Once the referee agreed and went to grab one for Renegade, Renegade would transition the hold to a more humiliating position. She would sit up Yona before wrapping her legs around the waist of her rival. She then continued to grope the breasts of Yona in this sexual version of a rear naked chokehold as she was then given a microphone. She made sure to keep it away from their mouths as she continued to taunt Yona.

“So how about you tell everyone in this crowd the true Yona Giovanni. The one where she murdered someone in the ring, in cold blood. The one that abused their brother to where he had to live with me; someone that’ll actually nurture and be a better sister than you. And the reason why you’re in AFW and why I had to track you down here.”

Renegade really had Yona trapped in this. There was no possible escape from what Renegade was doing to her rival and this was possibly one of the most embarrassing things her rival ever had to witness being in. This could be a contender of her most worst nightmare it was that embarrassing.

Yona smirked, uttering under her breath, "I'll do it, but under my own accord."
The brunette was certainly a fantastic actress to say the least; Yona no longer giving a damn about her past. Yeah, it definitely would come with its consequences, but in the end, it fell right into her plan—publicity. She knew after she told her truth to the world, there was no going back. She'd have to constantly be on the run, yet there was a thrill in that. It was a second layer to the excitement she already felt in the ring, and in the end, in spite of love and friendship, she had to follow her heart. She didn't want to say goodbye to her friends, knowing how sudden all of this was; the brunette dedicated to running towards danger. She had hesitated in her match before to pull the trigger on her career. She still had some love left in her heart for a normal life, but tonight, there was a fire in her chest—the first checkpoint in her life was right in front of her.
Yona, throughout this altercation had been playing around with the woman, letting her think she had something over her, but now it was time for her to finally drop some bombshells. She'll admit, the assault on her breasts were a glaring weakness of hers, but then again, it was hilarious how her opponent didn't once wonder why this was the first time her nipples had ever hardened. Yona purposely got rid of her breast pads, knowing she'd have to outsmart Renee somehow. After all, the black-haired wrestler was surely falling into a place of security, knowing more weaknesses of hers. However, it was all for a purpose—in the blink of an eye, she used her legs that were wrapped around to pull Renee's face close to hers for a sudden headbutt. She hoped to get her rival off of her, and if successful, she'd get herself back up hastily; snatching the microphone and sending a kick to the side of Renee's face.

Renegade would have her legs pushed down, balancing forward into a headbutt. That would cause a huge pop between them as Renegade fell back and dropped the microphone. Yona also busted Renegade’s nose as blood dripped from the side of it.

Renegade had to get up. She couldn’t let her rival take advantage of the situation that quickly. However, her nose was now becoming a problem. She had to pinch it and hold her face to stop it from creating a mess in the ring. It also made Renegade vulnerable to attacks from her rival as she was so occupied on stopping the bleeding that she couldn’t focus on Yona.

Her worries would get even worser as Renegade was then kicked in the side of the face. Blood flew near the corner of the ring as Renegade fell face first onto the mat. The bottom of her face was covered in blood and this was truly becoming the hardcore match the crowd was wanting to see.

In a display of utter savagery, Yona crouched down before her adversary, forcefully pressing the microphone against her opponent's ears, and let out a sharp scream. The referee, witnessing this shocking act, couldn't help but feel a deep concern for the well-being of both women. However, he instinctively knew better than to venture too close to the devastating sound waves that were being emitted. Thus, he cautiously retreated a few steps, allowing the fierce competitors to exhaust themselves further before he deemed it necessary to step in and restore order. Until then, Renee was no less than Yona's toy to break—the heel inching dangerously close to deranged destruction. She sneered down at her opponent, kicking her in the side of the face once again just for safe measure. At that point, she'd feel like she'd done enough damage, stomping down on Renee's head and placing the microphone to her lips.
"It's funny, Renee was probably the only one who could put an end to me—this was your 'hero'!" Yona stopped midst sentence to uncontrollably laugh, "I know you all see me as a heel, but it goes way deeper than that! I'm not a goofy madvillain, I'm a fucking menace—I'm this-"
Right as she said that, the television screen displayed videos of Yona beating her brother, a younger Yona killing her opponent, and documents of all her crimes being spread on the internet. This was it.

Renegade would be feeling groggy on the floor. However, when Yona stuck the mic into the ear of Renegade before screaming in it, it woke her up good as her ears were ringing from the reverb of the mic. The referee eventually restored order between the two rivals but the one thing Renegade did not have in the cards is what Yona did next.

Renegade looked up on the Jumbotron and the entire stadium could see the true Yona. Her leverage against her rival were being displayed out in the entire area. The crowd was dead silent and just witnessing one of the wrestlers standing in the ring’s crimes. It was truly a sight to see; if AFW didn’t cut to a commercial break and attempt to remove what was on the Jumbotron. It has been made official in the eyes of the Renegade. Yona has finally lost her sanity and truly was becoming the evil woman she truly was.

Suddenly, there was a loud cry of outrage. The crowd was ravage and trying to jump the barricade. They threw stuff at Yona, cursing her out and yelling about how much of a terrible person Yona truly was. Security had to keep people away from rioting and raiding the ring. Renegade didn’t know what to do. This was something out of her hands as she backed up onto a corner for safety. She then stared at Yona and just had shock on her face.

“Jesus Christ Yona. Why would you do this now? I now what I was gonna do was a bit screwed up but I think you’re gonna have this show taken off the air. What are you thinking?!”

Yona, at this point, didn't even give Renee a single glance—hyperfixated on the chaos she had created. It was marvelous; the brunette not expecting this much of an outrage. However, it seemed to be working as intended; her supporters either chalked it up to fake shock value or just didn't care. In fact, they even began to hold back and fight her critics. It was complete insanity, and taking one look at Yona's face, you could easily tell that she had lost the plot. Her expression was that of a naive child—an innocent excitement in her widening eyes.
She took a few minutes to take in the freedom she had, knowing that Renee could never use it against her, and that she was free to finally be the person she had always strived to be. The guilt that she may have used her team to boast her popularity and appeal was easily submerged in the sea of shouting and wild actions on the part of the spectators.
Funnily enough, her rival made a good point. She didn't consider this being taken off-air, or leaving her susceptible to being disqualified, but even so, there was no hard proof that the allegations were true YET. For all the audience knew, it could have been faked, or staged, and in fact, it very well was.
The past few days, her inner circle had helped her record these fake scenes, based on real events to use now. The videos showed everything that they needed to know, and it would bring the wave of controversy she needed, while also putting doubt on the allegations. It would take a while for law enforcement to investigate the videos, so she still had enough time to win this, and eventually, have her match against the hardcore champion. However, that meant she had to win now. Of course, internally, she thanked Sandra for helping set up this entire thing. The detective agreed with her revealing her secret to the world, and was fortunately, willing to help with getting into AFW's systems.
Now, all she had to do was finish off Renee. The brunette quickly turned her head to her rival, and kept her devilish smile. Renee had no cards left to play. Yona snatched her by the hair, reminding her that the bell hadn't rung yet, tossing her towards the other side of the ring and running towards her—hoping to send another kick to her face.
"Let's end this, you bitch!" She shouted psychotically; gritting her teeth with an uncanny glee.

Renegade was truly stunned by what was happening outside of the ring. She couldn’t tell if what was being shown on the Jumbotron was actual footage of what happened in Yona’s past. It truly was out of Renegade’s hands as the rioting crowd was really messing up her focus.

Renegade being stunned by the crowd would cause Yona to take advantage and grab her by the hair. Renegade was then thrown into the corner, receiving a kick to the face by her rival. It would be hard to have Renegade come back to her senses from what’s going on but for right now, Renegade was Yona’s play thing.

As the kicks landed, Yona could feel the satisfaction coursing through her veins. The taste of triumph was sweet, and for now, Renegade existed solely as a pawn in Yona's orchestrated spectacle. The challenge lay in keeping Renegade subdued, making it difficult for her to claw her way back into the fight. Without hesitation, Yona unleashed a relentless barrage of kicks, each one aimed with precision at Renegade's face. The crowd's roars crescendoed, drowning out any semblance of resistance from her rival. Yona's movements were a dance of calculated brutality, a performance that left no room for sympathy.
She was going to knock her out, but not with her fists, but with her legs. Her rival didn't even deserve the luxury of being knocked out the traditional way. Moreover, she wanted to make it easy for herself to eventually stand over Renee, once she wins this match—A wicked grin adorning Yona's face as the raucous cheers from the spectators fueled her relentless aggression. She was so methodical, having prepared for this moment for months. She couldn't get enough of the thrill—that damned thrill. Renee beneath her, begging for mercy. So fucking appalling coming from a person such as herself, yet so amazing.

Renegade would be getting pinball around in the corner by the kicks of Yona as she tried her best to get back on defense. Blood was flying everywhere as the crowd, if they were paying attention in the match and not rioting within themselves, would see Renegade slowing down and possibly running out of steam.

Renegade was slowly losing herself in the corner and that was until Yona connected with a well placed kick to the head of Renegade. That would cause her to be seeing stars and push Yona away from her before falling down to the ground. Renegade was nearly out. It was some kind of fighting spirit that was keeping her still in this match but the writing is very much on the wall for the Renegade.