Dixie Clements vs Asami Asagiri

The ninja let a snarl at Dixie's words, but before she could try and reply with a retort of her own, she found herself being pulled to the center of the ring by her hair.
Gasping in pain as Dixie applied her headlock, she managed to grit out, "Don't count on it, you wilting Yankee Rose."
Then, she would try to deliver a hard strike, followed by another, into Dixie's ribs with the hand opposite the one holding onto the cowgirl's waist. Asami didn't think two simple punches would dislodge the Rumble Rose star, but she hoped it would soften her up enough for her next move. She would wrap both harms around Dixie's waist and and try to hoist her up off the mat, looking to get the Texan up enough to plant her rear onto the kunoichi's ready knee in an inverted atomic drop.

"Wiltin'?! I'll show ya wiltin....HNNG!"

Dixie grunted in pained as Asami punched at her. She responded by tightening her headlock on her, trying to hurt the ninja more, trying to put more pain on her.

"Damnit, yer starting to get on my nerv...WHOOP!"

Suddenly Asami hauled her off her feet, and before she had time to react she was slammed onto the ninja's knee. WIth wide eyes she slipped off, falling to her hands and knees with a shocked, pained look on her face.

"I'm sorry what was that? Oh you want another? Well, I aim to please." Asami said, trying to keep her hold on the Texan while 'mishearing' her words.
She'd then try to heft Dixie up again, looking to deliver yet another atomic drop to the American's pained tailbone. If it landed, Asami would let Dixie fall to the mat so she could to the ropes, leaning against them while rubbing her leg soothingly.

Again Dixie was lifted up for an atomic drop, and again she would be cracked right over Asami's knee. She fell onto her belly this time, lying there in pain for a moment before pushing up to her hands and knees, trying to crawl away from Asami, trying to get some space between them before she began to rise back to her feet.

Asami watched as lay on her front. As the cowgirl began to rouse herself, the Japanese woman walked over and grasped Dixie's legs and tried to use them to force her to roll over onto her back. Then, still holding to the Texan's ankles, she would spread them open. Pausing, Asami would let Dixie come around enough to see the position she was in before before giving her a wink. Then she would leap into the air, both legs stretched straight out so that her heels would land on Dixie's belly, while the back of her legs impacted with Dixie's pelvis.
"How'd you like that?!" she'd call if the move was successful while getting to her feet.

Dixie's entire body shuddered as Asami's feet landed in her stomach, her pelvis getting smashed by the ninja's legs. As Asami got up, she lied there, panting, wincing in great pain before starting to rise once more.

"Aa..aah...that didn't hurt...damnit..."

Asami decided that her usual primary finisher, the acrobatic Flash at Sunset top rope move, was definitely off limits with her knee in the condition it was in. So the ninja decided that maybe she could take a win with an unexpected pin after the high impact move she just landed on the Three Count Cowgirl. She sat back down on Dixie's chest, her firm rear pressing down on the Texan's bust while facing towards her foe's feet. Reaching forward, she would seize on of Dixie's legs, wrapping an arm under one of her shapely thighs and use that to hook her leg. Then she'd lean back slightly, putting weight on Dixie's chest to keep her shoulders to the mat.
The ref dropped down to begin the count, calling "One!' as her hand hit the mat once.

A small, tired moan passed through Dixie's lips, as she felt the ninja settling her ass upon her bust. She was still reeling from Asami's last few moves, and so she offered little struggle as the ninja hooked her leg, pinning her down securely to the mat.

She almost, almost was ready to give Asami the match, finally end this long, brutal fight between them. She closed her eyes, letting out a second, softer moan, offering no sign of resistance to Asami's pin...

Asami nodded in time with the count, her grip on Dixie's leg loosening slightly as she heard the ref count "Two!" as her hand hit the mat for the second time.
"One more...one more..." Asami breathed while maintaining her sit on Dixie's chest.

Dixie lied there, still beneath the ninja's weight. It was almost peaceful lying here, after this hard match. Just one more count, and it would be over...

Wait a minute...what the hell am I doin'?! I can't lose this one!

The cowgirl's eyes snapped open, determination crossing her face. She felt Asami's grip loosen, and knew this was her chance. At the last possible instant, right before the referee's hand hit the mat for the third and final count, Dixie would buck her body violently, trying to throw Asami off of herself, giving the ninja an angry shout as she did so.

"Get the hell off!"