Masks and Lace: Rainbow Mika vs Sabine Shanoa

As she rolled back up to her feet, Mika simply smiled down at the wincing Brazilian girl. "Aw, I'm sure you're trying your hardest, Sabine-san!" she replied cheerfully, seemingly oblivious to the veiled threat of the woman. As far as Mika was concerned, this was still a clean match, even if Sabine seemed to think otherwise.

Grabbing at Sabine's arm, Mika moved to pull the other woman to her feet, before sliding an arm around her head, squeezing her tightly against the side of her bust in a side headlock. Unless Sabine did something to interrupt her, Mika would kick her leg forwards and drop back sharply to nail her opponent with a quick DDT.

"Oh you'll see when I'm trying..." Sabine purred, trying to snap back her more outward viciousness as the Rainbow Warrior pulled her back to her feet, trying to trap the perverted Brazilian in a tight headlock to keep her nice and tamed, but the dancing Succubi was not to be kept under control so easily.

Grabbing hold of Mika's arm, she twisted herself, trying to turn and slink out of Mika's headlock like a snake. Writhing her way free, and trying to spin Mika into a wrist lock, no funny business now, the Rainbow Warrior wanted to give her a clean match, and Sabine was going to show her that she was going to have the Rainbow Warrior begging for mercy, one way or another.

Just as Mika dragged Sabine up to her feet, she quickly tried to snag the Brazilian girl in a tight side headlock. Quick as lightning, however, Sabine slipped out of her grasp like oil. "Wha--" was all that Mika could say, before her arm was suddenly twisted painfully behind her back. She let out a loud gasp, doubling over a little as she pressed a palm to her hurting shoulder...and, inadvertently, rubbing her large butt against her opponent.

Mika wasn't one to be trapped easily. Spinning, Mika tried to reach back with her free hand and grab at Sabine's head, before suddenly dropping low in the hopes of flipping the capoeira mistress onto her back.

Sabine's predatory smile returned to it's cat like state as Mika pushed her shapely rear back into the Dancing Succubi, "Seee, is this sooo bad Mika-chan?" she purred into her ear, going back to trying to psyche out the Rainbow Warrior. "We can do this the fun way, or the painful way." she warned before her opponent struck back. Sending the Brazilian over the Japanese girl, quickly trying to get her arms down and roll through it. "You really hate fun don't you..."

Mika took a deep breath as she managed to flip Sabine overhead. To her surprise, however, the wily Brazilian rolled with the throw, springing back to her feet with graceful, catlike agility. At this point, Mika had to admit, she was impressed.

"Wha? I don't hate fun!" Mika pouted in response to Sabine's accusation. Annoyed, she lashed out with an arm, trying to catch Sabine with a sudden clothesline while the two ladies were at close range to one another.

To Sabine, Mika was definitely a fun-hater. Refusing to even entertain the possibility of maybe getting nice and dirty in a nominally clean match was heavily anti-fun, especially when she demanded pain over pleasure, and not even the special kind of pain from too-tight ropes! The clothesline was further evidence of the Rainbow Warrior's one-woman crusade against fun and knocked the Brazilian flat on her back, her chest heaving as she tried to get her breath back, one thing was for sure, this was not fun for the Brazilian seductress.

Mika grinned as her arm impacted against Sabine, slamming the dark-skinned girl onto her back. For all of her agility and flexibility, Sabine was quickly demonstrating that she had no place in a proper prostyle match!

Circling the downed Brazilian, Mika would wait patiently for Sabine to get back up. The moment she did so, however, Mika would make her move: with a should of "Paradise Hold!", she would launch herself at a cartwheel slam at Sabine to knock her back down. If she managed this, then upon getting back to her feet, she would backflip down against Sabine again to complete her signiature move!

Sabine was reluctant and slow to rise back to her feet, she was getting so firmly stomped by the rainbow warrior, it might be wise to lay down and wait for Mika to cover her. But if the Brazilian seductress wanted to be rewarded with nice matches, she should actually have to put up a fight in the matches she wasn't having fun with. So as Rainbow Mika cartwheeled her way, she bent back, placing her hands back on the mat as she arched over to allow the japanese girl to fly over her.

Demonstrating her acrobatic skills, Mika launched herself backwards in a cartwheel, aiming to slam Sabine back down to the mat. To her surprise, hwoever, her flip carried her well over Sabine as the canny Brazilian ducked low, avoiding the attack. Stunned, Mika nonetheless recovered in time as she rebounded into the ropes, launching herself back at Sabine with a clothesline...

Sabine sprang back up as Mika regained her footing, a small smile creeping back on her face as she finally found her way in and a way to stop the Rainbow warrior's relentless assault. The first dodge had taken the Japanese girl by surprise and had definitely forced her to take less flashy approach as she ran back. No more leaving her feet for an attack that might crash and burn, at least, not willingly.

The sultry Brazilian would once again go low to dodge Mika's charge, but this time shooting out her legs to trip up the masked fighter with a simple drop toe hold, bringing this match to the ground.