Fiery Hearts: Makie Akamatsu vs Mindy Priest

Makie blushed, despite herself, as she felt Mindy's orbs press up against her back. That quickly became the least of her concerns, however, as she felt the blood suddenly rush to her head. For a brief moment, Makie was lifted upside down like a rag doll, effortlessly raised off the mat by Mindy's raw strength. The horrible feeling of vertigo did not last long, though, as Makie was suddenly lifted up to a level position against Mindy's shoulders.

Alarm bells quickly went off in Makie's brain when she realized what was going on. Panic overcame fatigue, and she flailed and squirmed in Mindy''s grasp. "Nn...nnoooo!" she cried, tired but dimly aware of how much trouble she was in....

"RAH!" With a grunt, Mindy flexed her powerful muscles and heaved Makie clean off the mat. Weight lifting of this kind was a lot easier when it was done in the gym, instead of in a drawn-out fight, but nevertheless the rookie was still able to do it,and soon enough she had a mostly helpless Makie sitting on top of her shoulders, giving the Japanese girl a scenic view of the packed arena around them.

Mindy had to pause for a moment to rest and quickly collect her strength after the heavy lifting; as she held her opponent up in the air, she noticed that Makie was still struggling, obviously looking for an escape. All this thrashing was enough to make the weary Mindy fight to keep her own balance, but despite some stumbling she was able to remain on two feet."Grr... stay STILL! Can't you see... haa... that this is over?"

Mindy didn't want to get countered again, so she acted as soon as she got enough balance to do so. She would lean forward and bring Makie down, driving her shoulders against the mat in a standing powerbomb!

Makie felt a brief, dizzying rush of blood to her head as Mindy lifted her up effortlessly off the mat, raising her up as though she were little more than a rag doll. Red-faced, she gasped for breath, her brain slowly and confusedly processing her situation as she was raised up into a seated position. Around her, the crowd was going wild, seeing this as the end of this hard-fought match.

Except Makie wasn't done yet. Gritting her teeth, she tried to use her position to lock her legs tightly around Mindy's blonde head. The moment the big American tried to drive her downwards, Makie would twist her slender body and use Mindy's momentum against her, hoping to reverse the drop into a sunset flip and roll Mindy onto her back in a triangle choke hold. "NyyyyaaaaAAAAH!"

Just as Mindy moved to complete her powerbomb, she felt Makie's legs tightening around her head, with two ankles locking behind her back. She did not take that as anything more than token resistance from the Japanese girl, however. It was useless! All she had to slam Makie nice and hard into the mat, and the fight would be over in just three seconds...

But Mindy hadn't taken Makie's last reserves of energy into account. When she leaned forward, Makie wasn't simply driven down, but twisted her body in a way that suddenly took the rookie off balance. "W-WHAAAA- AGH!" Tripping forward, Mindy's body was forced to do a flip in mid-air as Makie twisted her around with the momentum of the fall, landing on her back an instant later. The black-haired girl had foiled her flashy power moves once again! "No way... where did that come from? Wasn't she exhausted...?"

Before she could do anything else, Mindy realized that the legs around her were now constricting her neck, with Makie's body weight cutting off her breath. Gasping in surprise, she struggled under Makie, trying to push the Japanese off her so that she would fall to the side.

With an almighty crash, Mindy came thundering down to the mat, her head now trapped between Mindy's encircling legs. The crowd went wild as Makie landed on her side next to Mindy. Wincing at the impact, she clenched her teeth and grabbed her heel, pulling her legs tighter together to constrict Mindy's throat even further as the American girl lay on the mat, flailing and squirming.

"This match...isn't...over..." Makie breathed. As Mindy struggled, Makie leaned her slender body back, arching it elegantly off the mat to add more leverage to the triangle choke. The crowd was screaming now, many cheering Makie on while many others voiced their disbelief as this sudden upset. "Now...do us both a favour...and just pass out, kay'?" Makie managed to breathe, her sweat drenched forehead and chest reflecting the arena lights. "Pass out...or tap out...'cause you're not getting out of this!"

Even though Mindy managed to push Makie off her, it gave her little respite, as the triangle choke around her neck remained firmly in place. In fact, the pressure was only augmented when Makie grabbed her own heel, squeezing the life out of the incredulous rookie. She was now unable to breathe, with her face forced close against Makie's crotch and her throat shut close by the vicious hold.

Desperate for an escape, Mindy stretched her leg backwards, hoping to god that there were ropes within reach. But there were none. The referee quickly dropped to her knees next to the blonde, watching closely for her submission. "MMMMNNN! MMMmmnn... no... I..." Mindy shook her head weakly; she still had some spirit in her, but she was finding it difficult to back it up with action. She was near her limit, too.

Placing one hand on the inside of Makie's knee, Mindy would try to pull and pry the hold open as a last ditch effort. But with every second, the choke cinched around her neck tighter, she felt more lightheaded, and her struggles grew weaker...

As the two continued to struggle on the mat, Makie felt Mindy slowly but surely weakening. She grinned wolfishly, but her grin quickly disappeared when Mindy got a good grip on one of her legs and began to pry at it forcefully. All of a sudden, Makie's grip began to loosen as she felt Mindy beginning to power her way out.

"NNgh....just...give up already!" she shouted. Leaning forwards, she clamped one hand over Mindy's mouth and cupped her chin with another, trying to reinforce her efforts to weaken Mindy as the larger rookie fought to escape. Even as Makie struggled to maintain her hold, she inwardly felt a bit of admiration for Mindy's stubbornness. But determined or not, Makie was going to make sure that Mindy lost.

At first, Mindy's tugs displaced Makie's leg a little, and for a moment it looked like hope was not lost yet for the rookie. However, her initial efforts weren't enough to break the hold; even as she struggled, the triangle choke remained in place around her neck, rapidly draining her energy. By this point, her face was already flushed red from the lack of oxygen. And, to make things worse, Makie was quick to reinforce her hold, making Mindy's escape even more improbable.

Mindy kept trying to pry the choke open, but her second tug was feebler than the first, and the third one was at half-strength only... a few seconds later, her efforts had been reduced to a meek pawing at Makie's knee. Her muscles were going limp, her vision became blurry.

"Mindy, do you give up?"

She was so light-headed that she barely registered the referee's words, but in her last moment of conscience she realized by herself that she was done for. Instants before passing out completely, Mindy tapped weakly on Makie's thigh to signal her submission.

Makie was breathing hard as she struggled to maintain the triangle choke. Mindy wasn't going down easily, and even now, with her strength fading, she was making it difficult for Makie to keep the hold on her. Closing her eyes, Makie leaned back further, pouring everything into the hold. She had to hold on, otherwise this muscle girl would just dominate the match all over again with her brute strength.

She was so focused on maintaining the hold that she was completely surprised when she felt Mindy tap at her leg.

In an instant, she released the hold, before taking a deep sigh of exhaustion and relief as she collapsed onto her back. The bell rang to signal her victory, and the crowd went wild, but Makie did nothing to celebrate as she lay on her back, drenched in sweat, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath. As much as she didn't want to admit it, this rookie had given her a really tough match.

Completely out of air, Mindy could do nothing but tap on Makie's leg, unable to even make a sound. Her pleas could only be heard inside her mind. "I give! Please let me go... at least don't make me pass out in front of everyone..." She could only wish that Makie would accept her submission, as she was on the verge of unconsciousness.

Suddenly, all the pressure around her throat disappeared. Mindy was at last able to take a big breath, gasping and coughing a little from the large flow of cold air going into her lungs. The muscle girl, free from Makie's legs, rolled weakly on the mat to lie on her front, feeling drowsy and defeated. She made no attempt to move - after being nearly put to sleep, she simply had no energy to get up.

"I lost..." She murmured to herself. How could she have allowed a near victory to turn into a crushing defeat? She only had herself to blame for her weakness. Breathing heavily, Mindy buried her face into the mat. It wasn't just that she was too exhausted to get up, she didn't want to; she didn't have the courage to face the crowd after tapping out like that.