[Friction World Cup] Canada vs Japan: Ace vs Akashi

Ace let out a yelp as Akashi threw her off of her body by the count of one. There would be no opportunistic quick wins for Ace here it seemed, the silver haired rich girl having to do things the hard way instead.

Ace landed just next to Akashi, and rolled away to get to her feet, her mind working to try and think of a way to take the sumo down again.

"I knew it wouldn't be that easy!"

She yelled towards her opponent, engaging in some banter.

Akashi sat up and got to her feet a little slower than Ace. "Then why did you TRY it?" Akashi said, lowering her head. "Your disrespect seems to know no bounds." She said as she charged at Ace and tried to shoulder tackle her tot he ground.

Ace wouldn't be able to get up as quickly as she might have, thanks to a dull pain in her back from that bearhug.

"Oh, and claiming I'm a bitch who isn't worth her country isn't disrespecfuAGH!"

Ace yelped as the heavier woman collided into her, knocking her flat onto her back, the momentum from the impact causing her limber legs to fold over her and roll her body over until she was on her stomach.

".owww..Did anybody get the number of that bitch?"

She asked nobody in particular, with a groan as she started to push her body up, trying to reach all fours.

Akashi grinned as she slammed Ace back to the mat. She spun her body around and stepped over Ace while she was trying to get to her hands and knees. "You like to talk a lot." Akashi said as she bent over and tried to yank Ace into a painful camel clutch!

"AAHHHH!!"

Ace didn't talk much that time, instead screaming in pain as Akashi dropped and bent Ace in one of the most torturous old-school holds ever made.

Arms across Akashi's knee's, Ace eyes wide in panic as she was pulled back by her chin, back arching, pain flaring up through her upper body. It didn't help that she had Akashi's large butt on her lower back to keep her down, her legs kicking at the mat in response to the pain.

Akashi's face was serious as she pulled on the hold. She leaned back, putting her butt on Ace's back and arching her own to give as much bend to the silver haired Canadian as possible. She'd see how flexible the girl was for sure!

Ace's cries got louder as Akashi sat down and pulled back even harder on the clutch, Ace's flexible body taken to its full limits. Tears actually formed at the corner of her eye, not dropping yet, sweat coming down her forehead as her face started to turn a bit red from her cries.


"AHHHH-FUCKFUCKFUCK!!!"



She screamed, legs kicking the mat in frustration. She'd do anything to escape the hold, she'd break Akashi's fingers, or even consider tapping out, if her arms's hadn't been stuck on Akashi's knees, the position and the pain preventing the silver one from using them. All Her only options were to submit, something she had never done in the last 4 years of her time in indy leagues around the world, and to suffer the hold.

Akashi could feel Ace on the verge of submitting. She was wrenching the hold as tightly as possible. Her ass was pressing into Ace's back and she was grunting from the strain. When she felt like Ace could no longer take it, Akashi did something that had the audience gasping. Akashi released the hold and stood up.

"Are you ready to tap yet?" Akashi said. "You've talked quite a lot but suddenly you have nothing to say!?"

Akashi reached down for Aces hair and tried to pick Ace up and pull her into a position to scoop slam her back into the mat so she was face up.

Ace gasped along with the crowd, her back in an incredible amount of agony as Akashi got off of her.

Panting heavily, she pressed her arms on the mat and attempted to push herself up, even with the pain still shooting through her spine.

Gritting her teeth, she glared upwards at the crowd favorite

"N..N-Not quitting...UGH!"


She finished, her determined refusal to back down not preventing Akashi from pulling her up and slamming her onto the mat, Ace's body bouncing a bit from the landing, only making her back ache more.

"Good." Akashi said as she grabbed Ace by the hair once more and looked to drag her towards the turnbuckle. She would show her a little bit of why Akashi was so feared in the ring, though Ace probably already knew well enough.

Once she had Ace where she wanted her, Akashi began to ascend the ropes. She took them like stairs one at a time until she was on the middle ropes. Akashi then raised her hand in the air. 'NIPOOOOOOON!" She said and ascended higher while the audience cheered.

Once she was balanced precariously on the top ropes, she bent her knees. All she had to do was let gravity do the work and crash her whole body, butt first, onto Ace. After that, a pinfall would be pretty easy, Akashi figured.