Mina vs. Mimete

Mina let out crys of pain as her leg was twisted around Mimete she was almost sobbing now it was obvious that this was to painful of a move for her small body to handle. "Stop it!" she cried as she tried to get out of the hold though it seemed there was no escape from it at the moment.

Mimete grinned. Her Groveler hold usually started with the step over toe hold before being linked into the inverted figure four. However some of her opponents she had defeated in the past had been weak enough to submit at the earlier step over toe hold section. She figured Mina might be one of those.

"Stop it? my dear little girl. Are you saying you submit?"

Mimete would apply a 4th step over toe hold twist just as painful as the others.

Mina let out another cry of pain at this she nodded she couldn't take any more pain she was a small kawaii girl and not one the tough ones it was obvious to anyone watching that she couldn't take any more pain. "I Give, I Give" she cried out tears streaming down her face now at the amount of pain she was hoping to god the girl let her leg go.

Mimete smirked as the victory bell was sounded but she did not let go.

"I bet you are really sorry that you made those comments about me now."

And Mimete would link the hold into a Shawn Michaels-like inverted figure four leglock. Mimete was not sadistic enough to break the girl's leg but she would make sure she was in a lot of pain and thoroughly humiliated and regretful about her comments. And that she would dread the very thought of getting back in the ring with her.

The referee of course would try and get Mimete off but seem to lack the strength and determination to untie the hold. Nonetheless, Mina was going to be in a lot of trouble if help did not come soon.

Mina sobbed as the hold was turned in to an even worse one it felt like her leg was about to break at his point. She couldn't realease herself from the hold at his and it seemed the ref couldn't get Mimete off of her. "Let go!" Mina yelled out as tears continued to stream down her face as she curled her hands to fist in pain "let go! let go!'

Suddenly there stood someone in the ring, a burly, boyish frame, darkened in view against the backening arena lights.The fugure charged at Mimete with a growl.
It was Sasha, she charged at Mimete with full speed,jumping up in a low angle hissing:"Hey coward!Guut youuuu".
Sasha leaned back,straightening middair,thrusting both her feet forth at Mimete's big boobs in a double drop kick.

Mimete cried out mostly in surprise as Sasha leg droped her titties. Mimete abruptly released the hold on Mina and reflexively rolled out of the ring.

Sasha slipped to her feet and glarred at Mimete trough the ropes. She showed the classical cut.throat gesture at her and she did so with a maniac glarre.
"A coward like you Mimete should be carefull about her words!!" Sasha hissed,checking if Mina was okay enough.
Finally Sasha slipped out of the ring and ran after Mimete.

Mimete would be running as Sasha gave chase. Particularly if Sasha was checking on Mina she would have a headstart.

Sasha was a quick and sportiv tomboy trilled by a merciless father. She ran after her opponent, teeth gritted,eyes fixed on her prey.