Av'12 Bamboo Forest, "I quit" match

Akashi growled as Taylor climbed her like a mountain. The situation she was in was painful and humiliating and while she tried to push on the cage to relieve some of the pressure, she rolled her shoulders back and forth to try and dislodge or buck Taylor off of her. There were a lot of holds she could be put in or moves that could be done to her that were more painful, but she didn't think that it could get much more humiliating until Taylor hooked her mouth.

"Hraaaaaahhh!"

The big sumo yelled out as her face was stretched like it was putty, tugged in two different directions as her mouth and hair were both pulled. Tears welled up in her ryes as she was mashed up against the cage. Taylor's words infuriated her as she asked for a submission.

"Huck Hyuuu!" She yelled out. She had to get out of this somehow and tried to reach up for Taylor's foot that was propped up against the bamboo and give it a yank to dislodge the blue haired girl.

"What was that?"

Suddenly Taylor's foot slipped, and for a moment her whole body weight hung from Akashi's hair while her other leg on Akashi's back was bent up so her knee was in her chest. She got her feet on the mat and let go of Akashi's hair. She figured she'd done enough mangling in cosmetic ways, painful and humiliating but without causing any real damage to the sumo. She had to get to work if she ever hoped to stop her.

She turned away so she stood back to back with Akashi, and reached over her shoulder for Akashi's chin. She pulled to bend the sumo's neck back over her shoulder, pointing up to the crowd with her free hand and jumped. She landed on her butt, smashing the back of Akashi's neck over her shoulder on the impact.

Akashi seemed liked she was able to throw Taylor off balance as she felt the release and then sudden jerk as her face was smashed hard into the cage from having the entirely of Taylor's weight pulling on it. "Gaaaaaaah!" She screamed as the bamboo cage indented into her face. But suddenly that relief was over and she leaned against the cage, panting hard as she rubbed one hand through her burning scale. It had felt like Taylor was trying to completely rip it off.

While she adjusted and tried to regroup, she felt Taylor's back against her and turned her head, only to see the hands com up and grab her chin. Akashi grunted and threw her hands up to try and pry the fingers away as Taylor jumped forward. Akashi's eyes went wide as she suddenly felt herself falling forward,halted when her neck bent suddenly against Taylor's shoulder, the reverberations making her cry out in pain as her arms fell to her sides and she stomped her feet against the mat, trying to push herself out from Taylor's grip while the blue haired girl stretched her neck painfully.

The Akashi's weight colliding over her shoulder jarred Taylor's spine and sent waves of aggravated pain through her body. She winced, and shoved Akashi to the side as she stood up and paced away a little. She rubbed her sore back, a sheen of sweat now glazing her almost completely bare back, which highlighted the sleek tone of her muscle. She arched to stretch her back, grimacing. She'd have to make Akashi pay for almost breaking her in half.

She watched Akashi, down on the mat, with a joyless pleasure. She was unsmiling as she soaked in Akashi's pain, and enjoyed the small victory of putting the big sumo down. When she finally strode over to her and bent to grab hold of her hair, she took a deep breath and renewed her resolve to do whatever it took to break her.

"C'mon, up and at 'em, champ." She said, as she backed up several steps to drag Akashi to her feet.

Akashi rolled onto her hands and knees as Taylor stepped away. One hand went to her neck and began rubbing it while her other palm dug into the mat. It seemed like both girls would need to visit a chiropractor after this match regardless of who won.

Akashi's back was equally soaked in sweat. Her tight fitting sports bra was an even darker shade of green and her thick, silky hair which had been ringletted at the start of the match hung all about her like she was a fat, half naked version of the Ring girl. She panted hard as she watched Taylor's shadow and feet. Her teeth clenched and she sneered both in pain and anger. As the fight started to drag on, she was less interested in chatting away than she was with just mercilessly beating Taylor.

Akashi saw Taylor through the strands in her hair and as her black locks were grabbed again, Akashi winced. There wasn't anything Taylor could do on her own to replicate the pain Akashi experienced when she was strung up through the bamboo cage and she pushed herself forward to gain enough momentum o plant closed fist into Taylor's stomach, looking to stop her and start taking control once more.

She hoped that if she could connect with the punch, she'd be able to throw her other arm around Taylor and pull herself up into a standing headlock position with Taylor securely under her arm.

"UNNGH!"

Taylor doubled over and stumbled back and dropped to one knee. She couldn't believe the power in such a short punch, it took her completely by surprise. Her mouth gaped while she struggled to breathe, and she spent a moment silently wretching before Akashi yanked her up into a crushing headlock.

"Ah!" She cried, and struggled to pry her head loose. She bent her knees and stuck her butt out and repeatedly jerked back, but she was stuck. Her mind fearfully raced about all the things Akashi could be planning, but what she needed was to think of a plan.

All she could do, though, was struggle and slap Akashi with the flats of her fists on her butt and the backs of her thighs.

Akashi clenched her teeth as she secured the headlock and wrenched Taylor's head to keep her in place while she felt the battering of fists against her meaty thighs and backside. With the hold secured, Akashi threw her freehand out to Taylor's thigh and ran it upwards, sliding her palm around the side of Taylor's ass and further upward until she grabbed hold of Taylor's black tights she wore under her skirt.

Akashi gripped and tugged, trying to pull them down, hoping to yank them, dislodge them or otherwise upset the position they had settled in. But trying to get Taylor to moon the crowd wasn't her goal. As her hand was descending, she bent her knees and quickly jerked back upwards, using the shorts as leverage to flip Taylor over and slam her with a vertical suplex. The temptation to hold Taylor int he air was biting at her, but she just wanted to execute the slam to put Taylor back down. If the blue haired girl was partially exposed, or wedgied a bit, that didn't matter to Akashi. It would just be a bonus.

"Wha- Wait! What are you... Stop!" Taylor protested.

She wriggled her hips and squeezed her thighs together to try to keep her bottoms in place, but the goddamn fucking camera man made sure to be in place to get a perfect shot of Taylor's momentarily exposed butt. Then, almost mercifully, Akashi yanked her up into the air, pulling her bottoms up and in the process still leaving most of her perky ass exposed as she sailed up and over Akashi and crashed into the mat.


The ring rattled with the impact and Taylor sprung back up off the mat, arching her back in pain before collapsing again. "Ahhhhhh!" She wailed pitifully. She buried her forehead on the mat and kicked a foot against it while she held her aching back with one hand. Her little red and black skirt was little help, and her bottoms largely failed to cover her ass, but that was the least of her worries.

She felt mostly paralyzed. It hurt so much, and Akashi wasn't going to stop. She needed to keep her head, but she was in so much pain that she just wanted everything to stop. Most of all, she wanted Akashi to leave her alone and stop humiliating her, taking advantage of her dominance in ways Taylor would never, at least so she thought.

Akashi felt good when she slammed Taylor hard into the mat. It felt really good. Taylor had gotten in her shots but whatever Taylor could manage, Akashi could pay back and then some with one or two moves. The big sumo hopped up to her feet and scowled down at Taylor. She was starting to feel mean. Meaner than she had. This fight had been about trying to get Taylor to understand, make her see that she was wrong and Akashi was right. But Akashi was slowly starting to lose control.

Akashi stepped of either side of Taylor's body and bent over. she flipped up Taylor's skirt as she once more reached for Taylor's tights, this time gripping them with both hands firmly. The crowd whistled and catcalled but Akashi wasn't done. "It broke my heart when I couldn't be there to see your match against Brittany." She said suddenly.

Akashi made sure her feet were planted properly and then grunted as she pulled upwards with all her might, trying to lift Taylor up solely by the tights. "BUT DO YOU KNOW WHAT WAS EVEN WORSE!?" She shouted angrily as she tried to pull Taylor backwards by the trunks and walk her backwards towards a turnbuckle, trying to keep Taylor only on the smallest bit of her tippy toes. There was ONE way Taylor could escape for sure but Akashi knew she'd never do it in a million years.

Taylor's eyes widened as Akashi grabbed her by the bottoms and lifted her up, and she bounced up to her feet as fast as she could to. The scant strings that held the triangular cloth of the front and back of her bikini-stlye bottoms certainly couldn't bear her weight, and for Akashi to try to pick her up by them meant...

Her hands snapped to Akashi's wrists, and then she was being dragged backwards. She had to fight to keep Akashi from stripping her entirely.

"Kashi! STOP IT! STOP!" She screamed. Her voice had the desperate, pleading quality that it had when she was younger, in school, and being mercilessly bullied. She hated the feeling, and she hated Akashi not only for doing it o her, but also for making her think that maybe on some small level they were still friends and she would stop if she told her to. It was like a weird kind of Stockholm Syndrome, and she just wanted to either hurt Akashi, or for Akashi to hurt her to get her mind off of it. The betrayal she felt meant that she still thought Akashi would be on her side, and she hated her for it.

She wasn't. Taylor couldn't expect any mercy, and she wasn't going to show any to Akashi.