Yasha Love Vs. Bullet Ant

Yasha continued to pull on Ant's body to try and put more pressure on the Ant's back. While she did this, she attempted to squeeze and rub Ant's taped down buds to the best of her ability hoping that Ant would give in soon.

C'mon, Adrian! I don't like hurting you like this, just give up!

As Hilde thought, Yasha coaxed. "There's no shame in giving in to Love!" Yasha purred sweetly to the Ant. She then lifted up her head and addressed the crowd at large.

"Love Shines! Forever Heart!" She shouted loudly to try and tantalize the crowd into a chant to hopefully break Ant's last bit of willpower.

Bullet Ant held on as long as she could, trying to repeat the words of her last sparring partner. "Don't give up. If you don't give up they can't beat you." over and over in her head, trying to get her mind to focus on something other than the pain or the embarrassment. Trying to hold on.

Eventually after a good minute in the hold, the crowd chanting along with Yasha, she gave in. The Ant just couldn't take anymore and tapped out. She'd beaten her, humiliated her. Right now she just wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

When Yasha saw Ant finally tap out, she let go of the girl immediately. She slid off of Ant and raised her hand triumphantly for a brief moment. She would then try and roll Ant onto her back and look down at her with a wide grin. "Now that you have given in to Love, it can wash over you!" She made a motion to look like she was catching something in the air. Then she would purse her lips in a sultry manner and lean in looking like she was about to plant a deep kiss on the Ant. She would try and use a free hand to ward off any struggles and if she could get close, she would attempt to press her other hand over Ant's lips and smooch the back of her own hand, winking down at the Ant.

Bullet Ant flopped forward when she was released, burying her own head against the mat and trying her best not to just burst into tears. As if she hadn't been humiliated enough already in this match before she was flipped over by Yasha for yet more torment.

"Haven't you already won..." She mumbled as Yasha made her proclamation. Moving down for what looked to be a kiss "Stop it..." the masked wrestler groaned, her back in too much pain to really put up a fight, just weakly trying to move her face away from Yasha's. Failing at that when she planted the smooch.

"Hate you." She weakly growled. Turning her head away as she tried to roll out of the ring. Beaten, humiliated and thoroughly mocked, there was only one person she hated more than Yasha at this moment. Herself.

With her final message of Love delivered, she hopped off of Ant and raised her fist into the air one last time. The crowd cheered and then she spun off and swung herself over the ropes and charged out of the arena like a pink bullet.

She would have loved to stay and receive her accolades but she already knew that there was something she had to do, no longer as Yasha Love but as Hilde Von Creuzfeldt. She just wondered if what she had in mind was the right thing to do.

Bullet Ant eventually made it out of the ring. Holding her back and slowly walking up the ramp. Not a good first match at all: everything hurt, there was a dampness on her outfit's crotch that would probably never go away and now she just had to deal with her own powerlessness, wait till no-one was around to change back into Adrian Kytes. Then find another place where no-one could find her, and think about how much of a failure she was.