AFW Title Match

Akashi smirked as she watched Sarah flop over to the side. As far as she was concerned, they were even and could get back to the match but she knew better than that. Sarah, even though she struck first, would see any sort of retribution as a reason to fly off the handle. If Akashi wanted to win, she couldn't let up and, as much as she didn't want to, she would probably have to seriously hurt Sarah to keep her down.

When Sarah flopped, Akashi let out a deep sigh and whispered silently to the kami's before she leaped over the guard rail, hoping to drop her big, red, sore butt, along with all her weight on top of the ribs of Sarah she had been working all night long.

With the breath driven out of her Sarah would be slow to recover from her spill onto the ramp. The crowd now had an up close and personal view of her pain. Aarah panted tiredly. She had to rally somehow. Get her shit together, find some way strike back, but as she attempted to crawl away from the guard rail she would find herself slow to do so. And then the worse of it would come crashing down on her in the form of a 200 lbs sumo coming down on her.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Sarah screamed as Akashi came crashing down on her back. The impact was tremondous, and this was certainly not the soft ring mats that she was being crushed on. Sarah was lucky her back didn't break or her rib cage didn't cave in. Out of a everything she had taken in the match thus far, this may have been the worst. Sarah went limp under Akashi, breathing weakly, unable to move at all beneath her big sumo butt.

Akashi winced as she heard Sarah scream. As bitterly as a rival that Sarah was, the sumo didn't like what she was doing but Sarah was a stubborn bitch and this was what was necessary. She rolled off of Sara and stood up. She looked down and went to grab Sarah by the hair, leaning in. "Just stay down, baka!" She whispered as she went to haul Sarah up. All she had to do now was to get back to the ring and pin the brawler but that would be a difficult task. Still, she wasn't prepared to let Sarah walk down the ramp and she wonce again tried to haul Sarah up.

This time, she would try and put Sarah in a torture rack, onto the sumo's broad shoulders to once again stretch out and put pressure on Sarah's ribs. She was hoping that leading Sarah down the ramp in THIS manner, would be the only way to keep the brawler down for good.

Sarah felt like a pancake after Akashi crashed down on her. She couldn't move, she could barely breath, and she felt like her back had been broken. This was the most beaten down Sarah had ever felt, and the thought it was at the hands of AKashi's fat ass, the same ass she had been mocking all match, made the experience all the more horrible.

Sarah growned lowly as sher hair was grabbed and Akashi told her to stay down, not that Sarah could respond in any way. She was then hauled up on wobbly legs before being lifted off the ground completely and being draped across Akashi's shoulders. "Ughhhh..." Sarah groaned as she was placed in the torture rack, both her ribs and and back being strained to their limits. She struggled weakly in the sumo's grasp, clucthing at the hands on his chin but it was no use. SHe was carried down to the ring in this humiliating an painful fasion.

Akashi hauled Sarah up into the torture rack and walked down the ramp with Sarah hoisted on her shoulders like a trophy for the crowd to see. She was tired from the already long fight, but the thought of bringing this fight to a close made the adrenaline pump through her body and put and extra spring in her step, eager to get Sarah back tot he ring.

When she got to the ring, she dumped Sarah unceremoniously onto the apron and shoved her into the ring. She then rolled in afterwards and laid her body on top of Sarah's and hooked her leg for a pin.

"1!"

Sarah did indeed feel like a trophy for Akashi's conquest as she hung across her shoulders. As if the Queen of Brawl wasn't humiliated enough. With her body bent the way it was it made her bare breasts stick out quite nice, and jostled with every step Akashi took to the ring.

Sarah landed on the apron with a slight grunt, and then rolled near the ring center after Akashi pushed her there. She didn't move as Akashi came to cover her. And then the counting came. "TWO!" the red girl shouted again. She brought her hand down for the third and final time, but mere moments before it could connect with the mat, Sarah would break the pin by throwing her shoulder up. stopping the count out just in time. It seemed Sarah Gatt wasn't out of this yet.

Akashi felt Sarah breathing against her. She thought she had this match locked in but with Sarah, or anyone really, she could never bee certain. As the one count hit, she clenched Sarah's leg tightly and closed her eyes. She heard the two count and her heart and breath stopped as she waited for one more second. It was the longest second she had ever spent in her life and, unfortunately, as she felt the muscles in Sarah's body flex, she opened her eyes just in time to feel Sarah push out.

The blood drained from her face and she released Sarah and rolled onto her back. The crowd was on its feet and roaring for both fighters but Akashi blocked it out. She had practically driven a truck into Sarah and it wasn't enough! She took a a deep sigh and got to her hands and knees. She reached out for Sarah's hair to try and stand her up as well. She'd definitely need another big move to put Sarah away if she was going to win this match!

That kickout at the near three count had many in the audience groaning in dissapointment, while others were on their feet in droves to cheer the two fighters on and keep this epic match up going. Sarah was barely even aware that she had just gotten out of a very near loss. Instinct took over when she felt someone covering her for a pin, and she was very lucky she had. She was exhausted, sore, and it felt like her back had been broken. But dammit, Akashi was not going to win this.

The Queen of Brawl groaned when her hair was grabbed again, being used to haul her up to stand before Akashi. But before the sumo could bring her up all the way, halfway up Sarah would reach out and grab both of Akashi's ankles and then attempt to yank them out from under her, hoping to send her crashing to the mat. If that succeded Sarah would immediately hook both ankles under her arm pits and use them to turn Akashi over, trapping her opponant in a quick boston crab.

Akashi was expecting Sarah to start fighting back but she wasn't expecting her legs to be grabbed. She fell onto her butt with a yelp as her arms flailed out and she was surprisingly turned around and put into a boston crab.

Gaah! H-hey wait! Arrrgh!"

She cried out in pain as her legs and back were stretched patiently. She leaned her head against the mat and closed her eyes tightly. She cursed herself for getting wrapped up in such a move. But she knew what she had to do and lifted her head up to try and look to see where the ropes were. She had to start making the crawl while she still had any kind of energy left. Fortunately, she had pinned Sarah close tot he ropes so it wouldn't be that far of a crawl, even so, it would still be daunting and painful.

With the boston crab now locked in sucessfully Sarah would waste no time in applying its full crippling pressure onto Akashi's back and legs. With Sarah having suffered such a humiliating few moments a while ago she was more than happy to work out her frustrations by seeing how far back she could bend Akashi.

Sarah knew the ropes were close by and wasn;t surprised when Akashi started crawling towards them almost as soon as the submission was locked in. Despite knowing this, Sarah wasn't letting go. She would crank back on the sumo's legs with wanton abandon, as if trying to make her feet touch the back of her head, hoping to slow the way to the ropes, or stop it completely.