Chigusa Yuuki vs Allison Watson

That was more like it. The jolt from dropping Chigusa's back across her knee sent a thrill up Allison's spine, and the sight of her suffering on the mat gave her a degree of pleasure, though none of it showed on her face.

She bent down to grab Chigusa's wrist and roughly yanked her up to her feet, and then twisted the arm around behind her back into a hammerlock. She wrenched on it hard, enough to make sure she would suffer. She had no interest in knocking the idol out. She needed her awake and alert, she needed to hear every word she might say.

"Terribly sorry, it seems that you cannot kick me in the groin from this position." Allison said in Chigusa's ear, and then braced herself and pulled Chigusa back into herself, and heaved upward to try to lift the girl off her feet only by her twisted arm.

Chigusa lay on the mat, whimpering slightly as she used one hand to caress her wounded back. The drop did terrible damage to the poor idol''s body, and Chigusa wasn't too sure she could even get back up without some rest. Allison wasn't waiting around for Chigusa through, grabbing her arm and yanking her up. Chigusa let out a moan of protest, trying to get her hand out of Allison's grip to no avail, as she got pulled up.

"Ohh.... Stop it, let me go!" Chigusa groaned, her back creaking a little from the damage before. Allison didn't listen though, twisting her arm into an armbar behind her, torturing her limb and taunting her. Chigusa felt Allison starting to pull upwards, screaming in pain. She desperately stomped downwards, trying to hit Allison's leg or foot or someplace to make her let go.

Allison quickly tired of the current wave of stinging little kicks, several of them actually causing pain as they smacked against the softer parts of her thighs, and she put Chigusa back down. She stepped around her, so that she stood in front of her opponent, still holding Chigusa's right arm twisted around her back with her own right hand, and wrapped her left arm around Chigusa's neck in a side headlock. She yanked up on Chigusa's arm, keeping her bent over and stuck, and thought about DDT'ing her potentially for the win. She decided against it for now. Making this petulant little girl squirm and cry was just too gratifying.

"Oh, darling, I can't do that. It's alright if you'd like to quit, but I'm afraid it's only going to get worse from here. Does this hurt?" She asked, and pulled as hard as she could on Chigusa's arm, yanking her wrist up to her shoulder blades, toward the back of her neck.

Chigusa's arm felt like it was going to pop out of it's socket. Her face was all red from the pain and tears streamed out of the corners of her eyes. Thankfully, Allison put her down, letting off a little of the pressure before Chigusa's muscles tore. But she wasn't relieved for long. Allison then twisted Chigusa's arm upwards, making the idol bend over while crying out in pain, and then trapped her head in a side headlock. Chigusa desperately tried to pry at Allison's arm to get some air, but with her arm angled upwards and being twisted down, pushing her throat against Allison's arm, she had no chance.

"P-please stop..." Chigusa gasped, "It hurts too much... I can't..." Her grip on Allison's arm tightened as the pain increased, as Chigusa's entire body tensed up to try and resist.

Allison scowled. "I was sure you were made of stronger stuff than this. Perhaps Miss Mutoh should take over for you?"

She let go of Chigusa's head and pulled on her arm to spin her around so that her back was to Allison. Then Allison wrapped her arms around tightly around Chigusa's waist and hoisted her up, intending to attempt a German suplex, but she changed her mind. Instead, she dropped down to one knee and brought Chigusa's tailbone crashing down over her thigh.

Chigusa had hoped she was made of stronger stuff than this as well, but given the circumstances and just how much punishment her rather fragile body had taken, it was too much. This pain in her arms and shoulder was numbing her entire body and keeping her from thinking straight, and she couldn't muster up the strength or will to break free. Her only hope would be if Allison let go.

But of course the British blonde was too smart (and vindictive) for that. After Chigusa was released from the submission, she was trapped in an even worse position. Allison grabbed her around the waist and pulled her up, the idol protesting and screaming all the while. But instead of falling back in what would've been a merciful if crushing end to the match, Allison threw Chigusa forward, so again the idol's tailbone met Allison's knee. Chigusa felt pain shoot up her spine and spread through her navel. She gasped, then let out a piercing high-pitched scream as her eyes widened then dulled from the pain.

Chigusa slumped forward, falling facedown on the mat. She lay there gasping and whimpering, her body in too much pain and far too stunned to even move.

Allison derisively shoved Chigusa over onto her side with her boot. "Hah. I think we can agree now that you don't belong here. But here we are, and I'm afraid you have no choice but to fight. Stand up." She commanded, and backed up to a nearby corner to lean against the turnbuckles, her arms draped over the top ropes.

"Get up, and we will try again. Unless you'd prefer the humiliation and shame of giving up now and running away." She said evenly, taunting Chigusa with her words alone and not at all with her tone. Allison knew that she was a handful for Chigusa at the start of the match, both by her skill and physical mis-match, but she relished the idea of making Chigusa's will shrink at the idea of having to face her while so badly hurt. She couldn't help but break into a broad, cruel smile.

Chigusa coughe pd when she was roughly pushed onto her side by Allison's foot, her face red and sweaty from the pain of the holds and the lingering pain of the knee drop. Her spine creaked as she moved, letting Chigusa know she had taken a lot of damage. Allison's words taunted her and hurt her, but Chigusa wsn't planning on running away at any time. Allison was bigger, stronger, more experienced and a better fighter, but Chigusa wasn't going to give in just because her opponent was better than her. She would never be able to bear that.

"I'll never run away from any fight," Chigusa declared. She pushed herself upwards with one arm, wincing as her back creaked more, but it seemedw that the pain was fading. She sat up, then pushed herself onto her knees and her feet. She raised her arms into a fighting stance, gritting her teeth in pain as she tried to ignore it all.

Allison inwardly rolled her eyes at Chigusa's apparently meaningless delaration, as if Chigusa had an choice in the matter, and as the idol began to laboriously pull herself up to her feet, Allison charged. She lowered her shoulder, aiming to throw all of her weight into Chigusa's midsection and spear her out of her spleen.

Chigusa had barely managed to get onto her feet, her legs still shaky and her defenses not up, leaving her wide open. Allison's spear hit her square in the midsection, as the idol didn't have the reflexes to try and dodge anymore. To Chigusa's already battered form, the blow felt like getting hit by a dump truck. Chigusa got knocked off her feet, flying backwards and landing hard on her back. She turned onto her side, clutching her gut and coughing weakly. Still she tried to get back up, pushing herself beyond her limit as she tried to get into a sitting position.