Chigusa Yuuki vs Allison Watson

"Now, I'm only trying to be accommodating." Allison said in her defense. "I would never dream of underestimating you, regardless of your condition." That was partially true. Chigusa, despite her obvious handicaps, didn't come to be where she was in the company by being a pushover.

She put up her hands for a clinch. "If you're quite sure you're ready to continue, I will not doubt it." She said. "And I'll not insult you by assuming that you lack the courage to tie up like a proper wrestler. Come on, then." Then lowered her hands to a level Chigusa could reach without standing on her toes. Once Chigusa was close enough, Allison kicked a tall boot out at Chigusa's bad knee.

Chigusa slowly stepped in, almost waiting for a cheap attack that never came, before locking up with Allison by entwining their hand together. Before any pushing started in their test of strength though, Allison suddenly gave Chigusa a kick on her knee! Chigusa winced, her knee hurting a bit more than it should, realizing there was some damage there. But she wasn't letting that stop her!

"Yaahhhh!" Chigusa yelled, pushing forward with all her might before Allison could put her foot down and gain balance. She wanted to shove the girl either over onto her back, or at least backwards so Chigusa could have some room to move around in.

Allison was certainly not expecting the tiny little idol to try to bully her around, but she wasn't all that surprised. Her sudden aggression was a poor substitute for proper tactics.

Off balance with only one foot on the mat, she didn't bother trying to scramble to keep her balance at the expense of her dignity, and instead she tightened her grip on Chigusa's hands and fell on her back, dragging Chigusa down on top of her. She wrapped her legs around the girl's waist and muscled her wrists forward to cruelly bend Chigusa's hands back, just to make her suffer enough to want to get free, while keeping her stuck enough to make getting free take effort.

Allison fell, like Chigusa wanted, but she dragged the idol with her. Chigusa hated wrestling on the mats; it messed with her style, was too up close and personal. And most importantly because of her small size, she naturally lacked the strength to push people around in it. Perhaps she could learn to use grapples in the same way Cassie Eliott did, since they were close in size, but she had never bothered.

Now Allison had her waist trapped tightly and was forcing her hands back, torturing her arms and pushing hard on her back to bend it the wrong way. Chigusa groaned, gritting her teeth. She needed a plan. Chigusa pushed, but her hands were trapped by her strong opponent. Chigusa looked around, finding the ropes too far away to grab, and her body too trapped to move. She decided to try and wrench her hands free from Allison's grip, and if she did so she would club down at Allison's chest with both her fists!

Chigusa struggled so valiantly to free her hands that Allison had to let her have one, while keeping her grip on the other.

She hissed through clenched teeth as Chigusa's fist thudded against her chest and purred back at her. "Mm, I'm starting to like you, Miss Yuuki." She pushed Chigusa's captive wrist down toward her waist. "Again." She commanded. She loved the idea of the spirited girl pounding on her a little bit.

Meanwhile, she used the distraction to muscle Chigusa's captive arm behind her back, and she reached around with her other hand to clasp onto her wrist and pull her opponent's hand up toward the back of her head. She gave her a squeeze with her legs as well, just for good measure.

Chigusa freed up one arm and started beating, but she realized that she was far from free. Allison was wrenching her other arm hard and twisting it in all the wrong directions, and Chigusa could feel her shoulder starting to pop a little. She knew that Allison gave up a slight advantage to go and try to make her submit, or at least damage her arm enough that she couldn't use it. Well Chigusa wasn't going to submit. Nor was she going to be crippled.

"Ah- hah..." Chigusa's pants were starting to sound distressed, like the idol was in a lot of pain. She tried to not let it show, but with this close hold and how her arm was getting twisted, it was hard. She stopped beating on Allison's chest, conserving her energy. The British girl taunted her and shrugged off her hits like they didn't do anything. Well, Chigusa was about to show her.

"hah... YAHHHHH!" Chigusa suddenly yelled out as she swung a wide punch directly at Allison's temple. Normally she avoided moves like that, but she was in a desperate place, and there was not much left for her to do...

Allison miscalculated where and how hard Chigusa would be able to hit her. That alone would've been enough to sour her mood if Chigusa's fist slamming into the side of her head hadn't. The strike stunned her enough to loosen her grip on Chigusa's wrist.

She shook her head. It seemed that little idol had outstayed her welcome on top of her. She shot her hands up to snare Chigusa's hair and planted a boot in her hip. She pulled on her hair and shoved with her foot to try to toss Chigusa over her and onto her back so she could get back to her feet.

Chigusa pulled her wrist out, letting out a small gasp of relief. Allison was fairly stunned by that punch, which was good. Chigusa prepared a counterattack while she was still close, but before she could fire it off Allison recovered, grabbing her hair and planting a boot in her hip to flip her over. Chigusa fairly flew through the air, landing on her back with a grunt of pain. She didn't lie there though, quickly turning herself over and getting up. Allison wasn't going to give her any time for a breather, not after that punch. She was going to be pissed as hell.

Chigusa stood up in a fighting stance, prepared to defend herself. "Didn't you say you wanted to show something? Well come at me then!" Chigusa said, shaking her head a little bit. She stepped back, playing defensive. Her offensive attacks haven't worked so well, but drawing Allison in had. So she was going to stick with that.

Allison stood up and took a moment to primp. She fixed her vest, the tops of her boots over her thighs, situated her breasts and touched up her hair.

"Leaving so soon? We were just getting to know each other." Allison said as she looked back up at Chigusa. "Patience, darling, good things come to those who wait."

She strode up to Chigusa and put her hands up high, a little uncomfortably high for Chigusa to reach, to offer another tie up. "Shall we try this again, or have you learned better?" Allison was goading Chigusa into either taking her lockup, or attacking in a way she could predict. By giving her specific openings, without being obvious, she was narrowing down the choices that would appeal to Chigusa. She was sure that while the idol was thinking about the match and what she was doing, she was not thinking ahead. She didn't seem to be the type.

Chigusa looked up at Allison's raised arms. She narrowed her eyes. "Right, like I'll back down from a challenge," Chigusa said haughtily. She slowly stepped forward, raising her arms as well, as if trying to go for Allison's for the lockup. She even raised her arms all the way up, as if she was going to really try. She hesitated, like she was on guard for a cheap shot, playing it safe.

Suddenly Chigusa dropped her arms and leaned back in one swift motion, bringing up her leg as well. She threw the most powerful kick she could muster directly at Allison's gut, aiming hard and true, trying to knock all the air out of her. She wasn't convinced that Allison could just continually shrug off her hits like that, and she wanted to test it by giving her all in an attack that she hoped would catch Allison off guard.