Haruka vs Toshio, Fall of an Amazon

Haruka may have been able to force ehr way out earlier but she would use those two full seconds to catch her breath before jerking to the side to break the count.

Toshio didn't expect Haruka to stay down long, and the Amazon proved him right. Making a mock pouty face to the crowd, he slid an arm around Haruka's throat and pressed his body down against hers, digging his shoulder against her throat for a modified sleeper while snaking one leg back to hook around the ankle of her damaged leg and pull it to the side, putting his MMA experience to use as he tried to go for a win via frontal choke hold.

"N-noooo..."

Haruka would try to struggle with Toshio as he went to lock in the hold trying to fight out of it and guard her neck and face.

Feeling Haruka struggling underneath him, Toshio held his breath, squeezing into Haruka even further. Eventually, though, he shifted his hold, unhooking his leg from Haruka's and leaning upright into a sitting position, dragging Haruka up with him by her head. Switching his grip, he released Haruka's head and instead grabbed one of her arms by the wrist with both hands, folding it tightly behind her back and twisting at her wrist while bringing his legs up around her midsection for a body scissor. "Give up yet?" Toshio asked as he punished the amazon's arm, hoping to at least wear her down further.

"Grrr...Ragh! No!!!!!"

Was sweating bullets at this point.

"Fine, your funeral," Toshio grunted, feeling Haruka's body pressed against his as he continued to punish her in this hold, twisting her arm behind her back while crushing her midsection between his legs. The girl was incredibly stubborn, and was withstanding moves that had made many of Toshio's male opponents tap out in the past. But even she couldn't last this long.

After a while, Toshio would release his hold, standing back up while pulling Haruka up with him by her head. Sliding around behind her, he would try to hook one leg around hers and slide an arm under her armpit, twisting her body sideways in an abdominal stretch.

"How about now?" he asked with a slight grin. "And if you say no, any requests for my next hold?"

"Yeeeaarrggghhhhh!"

Haruka got stretched out nice and well in the hold. She tried to throw Toshio off but she was not losing her strength and he ended up suddenly stretching her out again eliciting another big scream of pain from her.

Feeling Haruka continuing to unsuccessfully throw him, Toshio grinned some more and leaned back, putting even more pressure on the hold. Using his free hand, he capered to the audience a little, walking too fingers up Haruka's exposed midsection towards her breasts, looking like he was about to give them a grope. Playfully frowning at the audience, he instead pinched at Haruka's nose mockingly, before suddenly falling backwards, using his grip on Haruka's limbs to launch her over him in a modified suplex.

Haruka was helpless to do anything and eventually Toshio was able to slam her to the mat. She rolled on her side groaning in pain and then grabed for her lower thigh as it continued to bother her despite injuries to other parts of her body.

With Haruka now lying on the mat, Toshio figured that he now pretty much had this match. Rolling over, he draped his body across Haruka's, hooking her good leg for the pin.