Rhenna Yatsuo VS Hotaru Kobayashi

Standard Match (Win by Pin, Submission or KO)
Best 2 out of 3 falls


Rhenna Yatsuo



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The arena was full to capacity and boiling in anticipation of this match. Duels between heels were not uncommon but this one many elements that drew the attention of the crowd. On one side was the daughter of one of the most hated heels in the history of Japanese Pro-wrestling, Hotaru "Dragonfly" Kobayashi. On the other side, the sadistic member of Era of Hell, The Mortician, Rhenna Yatsuo. It was like fire and ice. The loud, arrogant, outspoken, passionate and fiery Hotaru, versus the quiet, calculating, cold-blooded and nearly soulless Rhenna. Although the predictions where against the kawaii, Hotaru had made sure to tell anyone willing to listen how she planned to bury The Mortician and how she was just going to use this beating she planned to give Rhenna to send a warning to the Era of Hell.

Finally when the fans seem to be starting to get impatient the lights of the arena turn off and Hotaru´s entrance song, [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VzEUeWnV73U:39k70ky5]Bad Apple[/url:39k70ky5], started in the sound system. Hotaru appeared in the entrance area, doing a little dance in the exact same rhythm that the dark silhouette that danced in the titantron. Hotaru was wearing a cute mock school-girl uniform, a brown v-neck blouse with a yellow scarf, a plaid skirt also in brown and thigh-high brown socks. Underneath that she was wearing a brown spandex leotard that hugged her tiny body tightly. Her lovely reddish hair as held in two cute pigtails with brown ribbons.

As soon as they saw Hotaru, the fans started to boo wildly, to what Hotaru simply smiled, and without stopping her little dance, raised her right hand to give the crowd "the finger". Which only made the whole arena to boo even MORE loudly. It was a heel vs heel match, but Hotaru wanted to make sure she got the biggest reaction from the fans. Hotaru will keep her middle finger showing for the crowd as she walked giggling to the ring. She climbed up the stairs to the ring side and and slide between the middle and top ropes, walking to the center ring to strike a a pose with her hands raised in the air as if she expected a shower of cheers. The booing seemed to have no end.

Having finished her entrance Hotaru moved to her corner to finish her warm up. She didn´t knew much about her opponent, just that she was supposed to be very sadistic and extremely skilled in submission holds. She will have to catch me first, Hotaru though with a smirk, confident in her speed and her ability to strike and run. Rhenna was apparently someone important in the Era of Hell... so Hotaru was convinced that beating her would be great publicity for her. Grabbing the top ropes at the sides of the turnbuckle, the lil redhead jumped impatient waiting for her opponent.

“Lust is to the other passions what the nervous fluid is to life; it supports them all, lends strength to them all ambition, cruelty, avarice, revenge, are all founded on lust. Lust's passion will be served; it demands, it militates, it tyrannizes.”

“…How true.”

Backstage, the young woman had just closed her book after reading over the final lines to the chapter of her tomb. It was an infamous book over two centuries; Marquis De Sade, a book that was known to be so vile to the human culture, that itâ€s author was put to death for it, and many other novels he published simply for printing such a horrifyingly cruel brook that glimpsed into the darkest abyss of the human mind. Her match was coming up soon, and Rheena spent a lot of her time preparing not by training, but by reading. Training came between the days she was in the ring, she was always fit for battle. She just adjusted herself mentally for the fight, shutting the outside world away from her head, as her hallow eyes that were as cold as a killer stared at the last few words, before she closed the book.

Putting the book down, she reached above her head to do so. Not because she had a shelf above or anything, but because she was suspended… upside down. It was a very strange position, but she was hanging from a pull up bar by her legs, her knees clamped down on it as it allowed her to read in a very unique view, hanging from the bar in a manner that made people wonder why her face wasnâ€t red from the blood flow. And simply after she dropped the book to the ground, Rheena reached for the bar, grabbing it with her arms, and pulled her legs out before she dropped to the ground silently. Adjusting her glasses some, the round spectacles having a band around the back of her head to keep it on, she ran her hand through her dark green hair and took a long sigh, before staring at the TV screen in the waiting room, hearing the annoying boos and calls that came from it, noticing that the screen was showing her opponents entrance. “Paper.” Was all she said, holding her hand out, as her ‘assistant†handed her a small file of notes about her opponent. Rheena didnâ€t say a word to the smaller grunt that belonged to the Era of Hell, the smaller woman running off after Rheena grabbed it, and skimmed through, murmuring to herself at what she saw.

“Offensive styled pro-wrestler. Vicious attitude with no true tactics. Daughter of the infamous Kenza Kobayashi. No record yet to a win loss ratio. …Kawaii status?” Talking to herself under a cold tone, she let out a small sigh at that last part, and gazed at the screen once more, seeing the school-girl styled, pink haired girl. It was almost… disappointing at what she saw. Hmm… and something else was wrong too. Rheena moved closer to the TV, examining the screen carefully, and without a word, she grabbed the flat screen, and tilted it some, adjusting the screen to be strait as she noticed it was slightly crooked, her OCD briefly taking over her before she stepped back. Finally, patting her palms down briefly in a powdery substance that helped her maintain her grip, much like gymnasts used, and she stepped out of the waiting room, heading for the ring.

Her music played, a fancy and sophisticated orchestra bellowing, but also having a fast paced, adrenaline feel to the symphony. Rheena didnâ€t say a word, simply marching down the stage as she received a mixture of heckling boos and cheers, some having money down on her victory, others wanting to see the girl crush the kawaii, and others hating her for being a long-stay member to the Era of Hell. She didnâ€t care though, there was nothing flashy aside from a traditional lighting effect, having no penchant for the dramatic, and she went into the ring, simply going up the steps and stepping between the middle and upper ropes, before looking at her opponent, her movements precise from the second she emerged.

Rheena herself had been garbed in her preferred attire for a match; the dark, forest green undershirt hugging her skin close with a pair of black suspended shorts over it and a small cyan tie, as well as her long cyan stockings and heavy black boots, she seemed perfectly dressed for a match, like she was made for this. And then a moment later, her icy blue eyes looked over Hotaru, and her eyes narrowed a little, both hands in front of her going to crack her knuckles, every movement slow and stiff, somewhat like a machine as she spoke. “Remove yourself from this ring if you wish to keep your body and dignity intact. You have been given your first and final warning.” Even her tone was cold, blunt, and hallow, as if this woman was somewhat of a shell to what was once a normal young woman, nothing left but an instrument of chaos, now standing before Hotaru who was seen as nothing more than an obstacle to her, …one she would gladly torture and remove.

Hotaru keep staring at Rhenna all the way as she made her entrance. It was dull, lame, boring... Hotaru though, just like Rhenna was. The fiery kawaii yawned aloud once Rhenna was close enough to see and hear her and then giggled. Hotaru was quite satisfied, since the reaction of the crowd to Rhenna´s entrance was kind of cold... just like her. Hotaru looked at Rhenna in the eyes stretching both her arms showing the green-haired wrestler her fists and then she poked her thumbs out of the fists and turned her arms so both thumbs pointed downwards with a mischievous smirk on her lips.

But despite her taunting displays, Hotaru couldn´t avoid getting a chilling sensation. Those cold eyes and that inhumanly emotionless behavior sent a shiver up and down Hotaru´s spine. The kawaii could feel a drop of cold sweat running down her lower back. She giggled, hiding perfectly a gulp on her throat as she heard Rhenna nearly robotic speech. But Hotaru recovered from that creepy feeling quickly, she step forward closer to Rhenna and made her body go stiff and her eyes stare blankly, in an over exaggerated mockery of her opponent.

"Remove....yourself...from...this...ring...or...you´ll...be...assimilated" Hotaru mocked Rhenna making a extremely silly robot voice imitation while she shaked her head from side to side in a sort of mechanical way. Then Hotaru twisted her head to one side and waved her hand in front of Rhenna as if she was checking if her opponent was alive....from a safe distance of course. "Heeeeeelloooooooouuuuuu.... Is somebody there?.... Are you even human?... no?... want me to take you to my leader?" Hotaru continued with the taunts that were starting to make some people on the front rows laugh. But no reaction from Rhenna. Hotaru stood up straight again, her left arm crossed in front of her chest as she rubbed her chin with her right hand. "T ought costumer, uh? Well, I tried.". Hotaru shrugged to show she didn´t cared how creepy undead Rhenna seemed to be.

And then the bell rang signaling the start of the match. DING DING DING

And Hotaru wasted no time to attack, as she always did, rushing to Rhenna full speed. Before reaching her opponent, Hotaru would jump low, almost like doing a baseball slide, stretching both legs forward and aiming her heels towards Rhenna left shin, trying to hit her with a low missile drop-kick that Hotaru hopped will bring her down... and hurt a lot. HIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Hotaruâ€s taunting hardly brought much of a reaction out of the stone-cold young woman who stood before her. Rheena watched her like she was a jester performing a horribly stupid act before the queen, and Rheena was ready to execute the gesture for her miserable act. However, when she waved her hand from a safe distance in front of Rheenaâ€s face, the girl did furrow her brow a little, a faint twitch in her left brow at how this just faintly got under her skin, but it was hardly noticeable. The woman just crossed her arms for a moment in front of her average sized, b-cup breasts, and took a slow breath, incredibly annoyed by this, but just waiting for this horrible display of foolishness to end. If she had planned to aggravate her and sway her emotions in any way, Hotaru was dead wrong. The bespectacled woman just ran a hand briefly through her green locks, the ends coming off in two strange curls to her sides, as she waited for the bell.

She hadnâ€t even assumed her stance yet, which was a dangerous position all on its own. But instead, she heard the bell and witnessed the pink-haired jester make her charge, practically bringing a sigh to Rheena, as she felt like she wasnâ€t even participating in a fight, instead being a minor annoyance than anything. Regardless, she watched the woman come at her, her slender legs pumping hard to charge at her, as Rheena analyzed every part of her approach. She didnâ€t have her hands in a fist, she wasnâ€t bracing for a punch, grapple, or swing. So then.. a kick? Rheena quickly turned her body sideways, making herself a slightly thinner target, and bent her knees, playing it defensive, and wanting to understand how her opponent fought first, before striking herself. For now, she would play with her pray, wanting to read her like a book, before tearing her to pieces. â€Sheâ€s fast!†Rheena was a little caught off guard by how quick the slide came to her, and she tried to step aside. She took a quick hop to the side, not even fighting back yet. And just by a hair, she managed to avoid, almost losing her own footing, and landing back with her feet skidding into the mat, leaning forward while her hand reached out and slid into the mat too in order to keep her footing. Rheena narrowly avoided her, and while Hotaruâ€s blow had missed and she skidded past her, the green attired heel didnâ€t react just yet. Instead, she took a long breath, adjusted her gloves a second, and stood strait up as Hotaru was probably busy getting herself up. “Youâ€re annoying at best…” Rheena said, trailing off, as she started to assume her fighting stance. Quickly she began shifting her body just slightly sideways, making herself a smaller target once again. As well, since only one side of her body was facing Hotaru, it left it harder to strike her in the front or try to trip her, most of the support of her weight being placed in the back leg. Her hand to the back side remained down and strangely relaxed, the palm held out like a knife, while her other that faced Hotaru raised just slightly, also stretched into a knife-palm at a 45 degree raise. “I hope for your sake you can do more than just leap wildly like a rabid mutt.” She said with a raised brow as her tone remained blunt and rather lifeless with that ever so faint accent of Japanese in her, getting ready for the next blow thrown at her, braced to counter.

Hotaru flied pass Rhenna hitting nuthing but air and the lil redhead was surprised. People rarely manage to dodge her first attack, but Rhenna did...and the most surprising thing was that she did so by moving slow, which could only mean one thing: Rhenna had read the attack. This worried Hotaru a little, that cold analytical look Rhenna gave her not only was creepy, but aparently was powerful enough to see though her.

This didn't spelled good things for the kawaii. Slide kicks are not what people expect and considering how fast Hotaru move it was truly disheartening for the little wrestler to have failed with her favorite tactic. And even more so since her second favorite tactic, enraging her opponents, was failing too. With the possible exception of beating them, nothing made Hotaru happier than infuriating her rivals, and the crowd, and the announcers, and the referee, and just everybody. So the impregnable glacier attitude of Rhenna was really annoying and worrying Hotaru. At least she was talking back..

"And you are boring at worse!!!" Hotaru said as she got up and calmly adjusted her lil skirt. It was clear from Rheena posture that she wasn't planning on attacking. And although this gave Hotaru all the time she wanted to stand up and strut around, it did nothing to help Hotaru feel more confident. The kawaii stood there, hands in her hips looking at the Mortician.

"well it is much better to be a rabid mutt than a dead...COW!!!" Hotaru yelled at Rhenna, sticking her pink tongue out and pulling her right lower eyelid exposing the red underneath in a classic akanbe gesture.

And then Hotaru rushed once again to Rhenna. She knew the Mortician was ready to counter strike and that made Hotaru nervous. It felt like she was running right into a beartrap, but Hotaru couldn't stand innaction. 'All I have to do is make this cold bitch read wrong', the fiery lil red-head though as she trampled the distance between herself and her opponent. Hotaru would then lift her right knee as if she was going to aim a toe kick to Rhenna's tummy, she even extended the leg a little, but this was only a feint. A split second before the kick could connect, Hotaru will retract her right-leg using the momentum to jump and pull her left leg up, showing off her great agility as she tried to hit the back of Rhenna's head with a scissors enziguri kick.

"HIIIIYYAAAAAAAAAAA!"
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The two of them seemed so completely different in the ring. One with a raging spirit as hot as fire, and another with a dead soul as cold as ice. The two couldnâ€t have any less in common between them, this ring being the only thing that would ever really force any interaction between the two women. Even as Heels, there ways were utterly different, Rheena did it out of her faction, her hatred for society, and deadly attitude. While Hotaru had footsteps in her father to follow, and was just a reckless, energetic girl who had a bratty attitude.

Ugh.. it was just disgusting to see her this way. She didnâ€t even feel like she was fighting a professional, but rather, just some overconfident fool who happened to waltz into the ring. Rheena would be sure to punish her and show her this was a foolish waste of time, but for now, she bid her time, watching her every move, and- ….oh, how ‘cute.†The girl was sticking her tongue out at her and called her a cow? Rheena once again just raised a brow, but she stayed steady in her defensive stance, giving a small sigh at how annoying this girl was, but she didnâ€t say anything back to the pink-haired kawaii. It was almost amusing to see her act this way. In fact, now that Rheena thought about it, she was glad this girl had such an asinine attitude and spunk. Why? Because it left her with more to break, it was going to be all the more satisfying.

Blue eyes glaring down at her from behind the thin lens of her glasses, Rheena stood ready, silently pleased with this all now after telling herself that, and watched as Hotaru made her move. Charging down, the mat shaking beneath her stomping dash, Rheena tensed her arms a little, trying to read her again. And there it was! Seeing her right leg extend as she closed the distance, Rheena anticipated what was to happen. She lashed her arms out, ready to grab Hotaruâ€s right leg. She would easily catch her in mid kick, and counter with a surprising blow of her own.

Or at least, thatâ€s what Rheena was going to do. She didnâ€t expect this bumbling idiot to actually have a brain enough to try and perform a faint. And that was exactly what had happened, catching the girl off guard at the last moment. Her blue eyes went wide for a second, and she tried to react, but as quick as she was, Hotaruâ€s impressive agility and well executed faint lead to a successful attack. “Nngh!” The girl cringed and stumbled away with the hit, feeling Hotaruâ€s left leg hit her heard upside the back of her head, bringing a dull, aching pain right there in her skull. Rheena didnâ€t drop or react too violently or in pain from the blow. Almost dull in her reaction, the small grunt of pain came out, and she wobbled off to right after the kick, briefly dazed. But it didnâ€t stop her. In fact, she hadnâ€t even reached for the back of her head to favor the pain. She kept her footing a moment after, and she whipped her head back towards Hotaru, blue eyes narrowing a little towards her, like the girl had done a great injustice to her. Springing forward just when the pain faded enough, Rheena suddenly lowered her entire body, arms extended, knees bent, and her body keeping low to the mat and leaning forward. Her fingertips extended into a grappling position, and she charged in with a rapid movement, before she would try to slam her shoulder into Hotaru with a spearing tackle. Her body was about as petite and light as Hotaru, but she had more muscle, experience, and put a lot of speed into her charge, attempting to slam her shoulder right into Hotaruâ€s gut and possibly knock her down on her back with the charge in retaliation.

Hotaru felt a great relief when she saw Rhenna moving her hands to try to catch her right foot. She had fooled the bitch and her enziguiri kick hit the back of Rhenna's head just like Hotaru had planned. So her defences were not completely inexpugnable and the surprised expression on Rhenna's mostly expressionless face was like pure glory for the lil redhead.

The scissor kick made Hotaru fall to the canvas with one leg extended and the other folded, but the kawaii expected that and she used her hands to ease her fall so she didn't hurt herself at all. What she did not expected was that Rhenna remained standing. Still she didn't wasted a chance to taunt.

"Head hurts, bitch? Want an aspirin? Hotaru said as she got up. The Mortician looked merely dazed and her dull groan of pain made Hotaru despair. Apparently she had to hit Rhenna much harder if she wanted to hurt her.

"Are you even alive? Hotaru asked as Rhenna wobbled, quickly catching her feet back.

"All riiiight!" the fiery kawaii said frowning and closing her fist with determination written all over her cute face. She had to hit this bitch harder. And the only way she could increase the impact was by hitting Rhenna with something heavier or faster. Since there was no way for the kawaii to increase her mass, she decided to go faster. Turning her back to Rhenna, Hotaru rushed to the opposite ropes, hitting them with her back and stretching them to then bounce towards Rhenna with increased momentum. But unfortunately for the lil redhead, The Mortician wasn't standing in her place when she returned from her rope trip.

"UUUUFFFFFFFFFFF!!" a lot of air left Hotaru's body when Rhenna sunk her shoulder deep in the kawaii's flat but soft belly. Hotaru eyes bulged and her feet left the canvas, her legs and arms propelled forward while her midsection stay in place. A glob of spittle flew from Hotaru's mouth and then she landed on the canvas, making the ring tremble as her small body bounced a couple of times before settling. The crowd gasped at the brutality of the impact and Hotaru was left spread eagle coughing uncontrollably as she stared at the ringlights above her. Her face taking a hue that was closely matching her hair.

Rheena would never admit it, and she hid it well, but that kick really did put her in a daze. However, she kept a strong tenacity and bit back the dull pulse in the back of her skull to keep a strong resolve. Pain was a weakness, and as much as she played it off, she was still human, so it hurt with much more intensity than she predicted. But her resolve at the beginning of a match was unshakable, and sheâ€d keep that as long as she could to keep up this cold, intimidating aura, like a machine of death that would stop at nothing. That was a part of her strategy, keep the opponent in check through fear and intimidation. But that wasnâ€t her only skill, the woman was lethal with her submissions, and right now, she was going to show that.

With the pink-haired girl bouncing off the ropes, Rheena took her chance, and followed through with her spearing tackle. Keeping herself low to topple her forward, she knew it was a risk, Hotaru could be quick enough to raise her leg and get Rheena in the gut or face with a knee strike. But that was why she made it quick, hoping to be unpredictable by closing the gap so rapidly. And then, like a charging bull, her shoulder collided, and a loud exhale of air came from Hotaru, a sound Rheena was pleased to hear, knowing she knocked the air out of her. For Rheena, she nearly even lost her own balance, not used to being that aggressive, but she was willing to take the chance, losing her patience a little with the girl, which brought such a reckless attack out of her. But now that she put her in place, Rheena would resume her cold and calculating persona, taking a moment to straiten herself up. As she did, one arm reached for her shoulder, rubbing it faintly from how much exertion she put in it, rotating her arm a moment to test the joint, feeling like it was perfectly fine, but checking to be sure. Her other hand briefly reached to the back of her head, taking a short breath as she rubbed it briefly, holding back the desire to curse under her breath, still feeling a pulsing pain back there, but ignoring it to the best of her ability. This girl was dangerous with her legs… that had to be ‘fixed.â€

“Trust me, Iâ€m alive. But Iâ€ll make you wish you could die.” Rheenaâ€s words came off with a cold edge, like frozen steel from a sharp blade, as she stepped closer to Hotaru, looking down at the girl from the damage she did. She still was rotating her arm a little at the shoulder joint, taking a feeling of pride in her as she saw the girl limp on the mat for those few seconds, her senses aching for the satisfaction of maiming and breaking down Hotaru. Sure, it was the beginning of the match still, but it never hurt to begin her submissions as soon as possible, right? She cut her breath short, so she had her chance. Rheena quickly went to grab the girlâ€s ankles, grabbing both legs in each hand, gripping at the ankles and pulling apart some, she would hold the girlâ€s legs high, probably causing the skirt to flip back some, and revealing her underwear to the crowd. Deciding to break that attitude of Hotaruâ€s a bit, Rheena raised one foot, and then brought it down with a stomping motion right between the poor girlâ€s legs, smashing into her crotch, and letting the heel of her boot dig into her, just barely over her sex as she pushed into it. To make it worse, making it into a submission. Rheena started to pull at the girlâ€s legs by the ankles. Pushing into her crotch with her foot, and pulling at the legs by the ankles with her hands, it was like she was trying to tear the girlâ€s legs right off, and obliterate right between. As a saving grace though, Hotaru was just barely within reach of the ropes if she really tried to reach out for them to get a rope break… if Rheena would even follow that rule.

Laying in the canvas Hotaru had one more coughing fit before she could again breathe normally. She heard Rhenna's creepy emotionless voice and she felt once again that cold shiver run down her spine, Hotaru knew that the best way to fight fear was to laugh at it, and she had half a dozen of mocking comments on her mind to use against The Mortician. Unfortunately she didn't had breath to say anything, and when she tried to speak all she managed to do was cough and spit saliva one more time.

The fiery kawaii then tried to roll to the side, but before she could even get in motion, her ankles were trapped and Hotaru knew that could only mean trouble. Hotaru looked up at Rhenna and noticed how The Mortician raised her boot. The lilredhead raised her hands, shaking her head like telling Rhenna not to do it. But that of course was not going to stop green-haired girl.

"UUUGHHHhhhhh!" Hotaru groaned as the hit landed barely above her sex, making her upper body come up into a sitting position, her face turn into a grimace of pain, forced to cough what little air she had managed to breathe back into her lungs. Hotaru's hands went for Rhenna's shin and she pushed hopelessly trying to get her opponent's boot off her. But Rhenna had Hotaru's cute tight butt firmly pinned to the canvas and as t he pain of the stomp slowly died out, the pain on the joints began to increase.

"AAAAIIIGHHH!!! H-how...cheap!" Hotaru complained as she weakely hammer punched Rhenna's leg to no avail. The Mortician's heel dug deep into Hotaru's crotch, the pain causing the eye's of the fiery kawaii to fill with tears. The absolute disregard that The Mortician showed for Hotaru's welfare truly worried the redhead kawaii. Most wrestlers increase the pressure of submission holds slowly as to not injure her opponents, at least most 'faces' do, but this cold bitch was yanking on the kawaii's legs as if she truly wanted to rip the limbs. The strain on Hotaru's joints only seemed to increase.

Covering her cute face with her hands Hotaru banged her back in the canvas as she twisted her upper body, squirming in pain as she tried uselessly to find a position where the inner muscles of her thighs didn't hurt that much. It was then when she saw the ropes above her and a glimpse of hope illuminated her face. Hotaru arched her back, biting her lower lip as she fought the pain and stretched both her hands towards the ropes. She made a couple of failed attemps scratching them, then Hotaru placed her hands on the canvas and pushed herself, making her butt slide a clouple of inches on the mats until she finally was able to stretch again and get a hold of the bottom rope with her right hand. Pulling it as if her life depended on it Hotaru reached the rope with her other hand and now having a good hold of them she started to drag herself on the canvas.

"Ropes Ropes!!!" Hotaru screamed, hoping the referee or someone will come to make Rhenna stop.

Rheena was completely enticed with the moment, focusing on nothing more than to bring the most intense pain she could. She cared little for what happened to her annoying opponent beneath her. She could tear the legs right from their sockets for all she cared, Rheena just kept the girl in place with an intense pressure. Hearing her groan and react in pain was an ecstasy for Rheena as she held her in place. Simply quirking a brow as she witnessed the girl feebly grab at her ankle, giving a pathetic attempt to rip her boot off of her crotch. But Rheena didnâ€t stop. The green haired, bespectacled demon in the ring just kept on pulling, grinding her boot down on her, as the crowd could easily see up the girlâ€s skirt and at her panties, bringing a cheer. Rheena didnâ€t care for it though, she just enjoyed seeing the tears, watching her opponent squirm and cry out, even falling with her back against the mat, twisting and turning to escape. For Rheena, she didnâ€t take the pleasure out of this for the reasons that most would. Most would try to find some sexual appeal in the ring too, maybe rub more tenderly along the crotch, or pull her legs up further so the skirt flipped back more, or even change into a more suggestive looking submission. But Rheena didnâ€t take the pleasures from that. Instead, she received her pleasure from pure sadism. The screams sent a shiver down her spine, the feeling of the girl squirming in her hands made her body feel hotter, the tears on her face and pained expression was as beautiful as a blooming rose to her. It was perfect, and she didnâ€t want it to stop.

Hotaru was trying to escape though, as Rheena felt her stretching out, and the red-headed girl desperately attempted to grab the rope. Each time she missed, Rheena would push further down, trying to encourage her more to squirm and try by hurting her more. But finally, the girl lashed out on the ropes, screaming out that she had, and the referee had stepped in. For Rheena, she truly didnâ€t care for these rules. She looked at this as less about wrestling, and more about just having cattle to slaughter, ‘entertainment†for the Mortician. However, as much as she wanted to knock the referee out, it was too early to get that chance. She wouldnâ€t be able to enjoy herself as much, and the match would be called off before she could really have her fun.

So, realizing it was too early yet to start breaking the rules and breaking the girl further, Rheena would narrow her eyes at the referee, and let go. That is, she let go after one more little attack, raising her foot off Hotaru a few inches, and then slamming her heel down one last time between her legs, nailing her right over the lips of her sex with a final stomp. At the refereeâ€s dismay, Rheena only then released her, wanting to get that last hit in, before she just dropped the girlâ€s legs, letting them fall to the ground, as Rheena rather casually turned her, her back to Hotaru as she started to walk over to the other side of the ring, deciding to wait for the girl to get up before they continue. In the mean time, as mixed calls of boos and cheers were thrown at Rheena, she put a hand back over to the rear of her skull, still feeling a dull ache there that made her grit her teeth as she waited.