A Seat at Teacher's Table ~Miss Spencer vs. Rainbow Mika~

As far as being aware of her surroundings went, Miss Spencer wasn't any better off than Mika was. The arena was nothing but a bright blur of lights and sounds to her, and the only thing she could really make out was Mika, and only because she was so intent on staying focused on the woman. Up to her feet the teacher pulled her, ignoring Mika's pleas for her to stop getting her up like that. If anything, that only encouraged the teacher to do so again in the future.

Spencer had plans for Mika, once she got the woman back up, but sadly for her she would never see these plans come to fruition. Before she knew what was happening, Mika lunged in, throwing her arms around the teacher, pulling her in close and tight. Spencer let out a loud cry, half in surprise and half in pain, as her opponent's arms wrapped around her waist, starting to crush her with the surprising bear hug. The teacher's head tilted back, her cries growing louder with each passing moment. She was trapped, plain and simple, and at this point in the match she had no way of freeing herself, no energy left to try and break free of the torturous hold.

"L...l-let me go!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, writhing and squirming in Mika's grasp. Sweat dripped from her body, soaking into and staining her white blouse, causing the thin material of it to stick and mat to her body. If this was any other match, the teacher would have submitted right there, would have gave up on the spot. In a table match, though, she knew that wouldn't help her situation any. She was stuck, and until Mika decided to let her go, there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it.

Mika held on tightly as Spencer squirmed in her grasp, their positioning resulting in Spencer's chest pressing up against Mika's face. Turning her hear to he side to avoid being smothered, Mika clenched her teeth, locking her hands behind Spencer's back as she poured on the pressure. Her own body was also drenched in sweat from this long and gruelling match, staining her outit a darker blue. Ddazed and weakened as she was, it was taking a lot of effort just to keep standing while holding up Spencer's weight, her legs continuing to wobble unsteadily. All the while, of course, the crowd drank in the sight of these two beauties pressed body to body.

"Nnnngh..." Slowly, she turned, continuing to punish the teacher, before suddenly taking a deep break and breaking into a run. The Rainbow Warrior charged forward, keeping Spencer trapped in her arms...and ramming her, back-first, into the corner post. "YAAAAAGH!"

Usually, Miss Spencer was all-too aware of when her buxom, curvy body was pressed up against another wrestler's, in a manner that many in the audience would find sensual or a turn-on, or in a position that could potentially be embarrassing for her. At this moment though, those thoughts were the absolute last thing on her mind. All she could think about was the pain surging through her body, the intense pressure being piled onto her spine by the Rainbow Warrior's brutal bearhug. Even as her ample breasts pushed up against Mika's face, rubbing against her as the blonde turned her head away, Spencer didn't notice. The hold was just too much for her. Her head tilted back further, greater screams of agony pushing up her throat and past her lips, filling the air around the two women with her cries of suffering.

She didn't even notice as Mika turned her position, aiming her towards the corner post of the ring. She only had a small inkling of what was happened as Mika charged forward, and it wasn't until her body actually hit the hard metal of the corner that she realized what had happened.

"GYAAAARGH!" She screamed, even louder and shriller than before. Another pulsing wave of pain rushing through her body, lighting up her spine as she rammed against it. The teacher's body gave a massive jerk one time in Mika's arms, and then? Then the teacher went limp, completely limp in Mika's hold. Her screams went quiet, to a series of low, weakened moans and groans, her head tilting downwards, her face brushing against Mika's as it swung down. Her eyes slowly fluttered to a close. She felt dead, completely dead, and there wasn't a single part of her body that didn't hurt. She didn't even have the energy to keep screaming or to yell at Mika to let her go again. She knew now, once and for all, that this match was over for her...

The moment Spencer went limp in Mika's arms, the Rainbow Warrior relaxed her grip, allowing Spencer's curvy body to slump against hers. Red-faced and breathing heavily, Mika opened one eye, acutely aware of how the fight had gone out of Spencer. A small part of her was concerned that she had overdone it, but she wearily shoved those thoughts out of her mind when she remembered that she had a match to win. Now it was time to end this.

Setting Spencer down on her feet, Mika shifted her grip, letting Spencer's body fall forwards a little against her, before huffing and leaning down and to hook her arms under Spencer's, wrenching the teacher's arms back and locking them tightly. Leaning against Spencer, her breasts pressing down against the other woman's back as she tried to remain standing, Mika slowly sidestepped to turn them both around so that she was facing towards the announcer's table, inadvertently giving the crowd a nice view of Spencer's ass in the process.

"Th...Thunderous...Rainbow...Slam!" Mika managed to shout, before digging into her remaining reservoirs of strength to lift Spencer up and hoist her back onto her shoulders, setting her up for a powerful finisher...

Spencer fell forward as Mika let her down, leaning against the masked fighter for support, only dimly aware of what she was doing. She was glad to finally be free of the bearhug, even if she didn't fully realize she was free, and was glad of this moment of respite. It was all too brief a moment for the teacher, however, as she felt Mika's arms sliding around her around, hooking around her arms, locking them into place, the teacher's body pushing further forward. She moaned again, very quietly, as Mika leaned forward, her fellow blonde's generous bust pushing into her back, while her own ass stuck out into the air, the fans in the audience cheering and catcalling towards the trapped teacher for the display.

Mika's words hit the teacher's ears after that, but still she was only dimly aware of what was going on, even as she was hauled off her feet and into the air, onto Mika's shoulders. She was set up for the finisher, suspended in the air by the mighty Mika, helpless against the finisher that the woman would soon be dropping her into.

Mika took several deep breaths, stuggling to retain her balance as the muscles in her shoulders rippled and strained as she held her opponent above her. She focused everything into steadying herself, to retaining her balance even after everything she had gone through, even though her vision continued to blur somewhat and her sense of orientation wasn't what it should have been.

And then, without a further word, she burst into a run, before dropping down to slam her opponent, head and shoulders-first, into the announcer's table.

Spencer felt Mika bursting into a run again, felt her charging back across the floor towards the announcer's table. There wasn't anything she could do though. Her eyes closed fully, waiting for the end to come, then finally...bam.

Down towards the announcer's table Spencer was dropped, and as her shoulders and head slammed into it, her entire world seemed to stop. Time seemed to freeze, for a brief moment, as her body made impact with it the world around her screeching to a halt. It was over, the long, painful match was finally done, and she couldn't help but be relieved. For that one, brief instance, she felt happy, at peace. Then, time began to move for her again. Down through the table she went, the impact of Mika's powerful, crushing slam sending her straight through it, straight to the floor beneath it. The teacher smashed through the table and then slammed into the floor with a final loud cry, her body stiffening for a brief moment before going limp again, dropping to the floor amidst the broken, ruined wreckage of the announcer's table. She lied there on her back, still and unmoving aside from the slow, steady rising and falling of her breast, with each long, slow breath she took in.

The moment the teacher hit the floor, the referee who had been watching the match signaled to the official that had been standing at ringside, who had thankfully been clever enough to grab the ring bell and get away from the table the first time the two women had fought their way to it. The official rang the bell three quick times, signalling that the match was finally over, giving Rainbow Mika a solid, decisive win over the teacher.

The moment Spencer slammed into the table, Mika's momentum carried her down with her, the impact of the world-shattering crunch reverberating her body as she toppled downwards. She slammed against the wreckage of the table next to Spencer, her orbs cushioning her somewhat from the impact. All the same, the mounting exhaustion that Mika had been feeling throughout this match finally caught up with her. The pigtailed wrestler lay sprawled on her front next to Spencer, breathing softly as her head rested against the tilted remains of the announcer's table.

She was only passingly aware of the shouting of the crowds, and of Spencer's warm, yet unmoving body next to hers. She shook her head, groaning, and only then was aware of the referee counting nearby. As the count reached three, Mika's hearing seemed to clear up, and she heard her fans burst into a chorus of exultant cheering.

Weakly, Mika propped herself up and rolled off of the table onto her back, breathing hard as she raised a triumphant arm in the air. "Yes..." she breathed, before her arm fell back down and she closed her eyes, her chest bobbing as she breathed lightly. Paramedics quickly rushed to the scene to attend to both of the fallen ladies, all the while the crowd roared in approval to the dramatic finish of such a brutal match.

Miss Spencer just lied there in the wreckage, beside of Mika, as the medics rushed to her side, checking up on her. She didn't seem to have any injuries, nothing broken or busted that would have have to be taken care of. Just a wrecked body that was severely in pain, and a somewhat hurt ego from the loss. She lie there still unmoving, her eyes still closed as the medics looked over her, mostly still out of touch with the world around her. All she wanted to do now was rest off this match.

Dixie, on the other hand, finally decided to get involved with what was going on. As the medics swarmed around the two fallen women, the cowgirl rose up from her seat, grabbing a microphone that had rolled off of the table to the floor earlier in the match. Wearing a sly grin on her face, she stepped over towards Mika, looking down at her and shaking her head. She lifted the microphone up to her lips, cocking her free hand on an angle on her hip, as she began to speak, began to address the winner of the match.

"Hell of a match, Mika..." She softly called down towards the girl, the crowd going quiet as she began to speak. "Don't tell me ya ain't got enough energy to get back up, though. I figured me and you could have a little talk now..."

Mika was barely conscious as she lay on her back, allowing all of the exhaustion from this match to finally overwhelm her. She didn't care right now that the fans were cheering her, that she'd won a very brutal match or that right now the paramedics were kneeling over her. She just wanted to rest and sleep for a bit...

Except those mean paramedics then stuck smelling salts under her nose! She gagged at the smell, her pigtailed head stirring. "Uhhh...quit iiiit..." she moaned. She would have tried batting them away, but the best she managed to get was a rather embarrassing flopping of her arm left and right.

It was then that she realized that the weird, painful ringing she was hearing wasn't her head. Well, wasn't just her head. It was a microphone. And right now, someone was speaking into that microphone, all the while standing over her and addressing her. She blinked rheumily at the figure standing above her.

"D...Dixie..."