Post by EmmaWoods007 on Feb 15, 2021 9:41:39 GMT
KATSUMI AKIYAMA
ALESSANDRA BIANCHI
IRMA IRONS
…Upon her return to the states, Katsumi Akiyama had wasted no time in reclaiming the love of the FAWNatics and, with a little more steel in her fibre, the Princess of Dragons was being just as swift in forging for herself a new reputation. This evening she crossed swords with Alessandra Bianchi, the Apex Intellect also riding high from a big win at the last PPV, and for the last fifteen minutes the two lean, sculptured athletes had been one upping one another in an ever-escalating conflict of holds Vs. counter holds, neither holding strong in the ascendency for long.
The FAWNatics were loving it and yet, inevitably, stamina was wearing thin and both of their lithe bodies were glistening with beads of sweat, the next mistake that either of them made could potentially be the last one.
Both young women were grunting as they dropped down to the mat, and then huffing as they slowly rose back up off it, entangled with one another with twists and turns as they jostled for superior leverage. Neither could find it until, with a rare shout of joy emerging from Alessandra’s slim body, she was finally able to spin the weary Akiyama around and, before she could respond, slap on the petite Asian a fierce Sleeper!
With her eyes opening wide in momentary panic, Katsumi reached her hands up in an effort to pry Bianchi’s constricting arm loose before it was too late, the Gorgeous Geek’s restraining limb wrapped neatly about her throat. She had perhaps seconds to respond before it would be too late, Alessandra having finished off Gloria Style at Thrills, Chills and Spills just this last month, and she could very well be about to claim her next victim.
Akiyama pushed up onto her tiptoes as she was pulled back against Alessandra, short, chirpy moans escaping from her lips as her dark eyed opponent applied further pressure, eagerly wrenching on the sapping hold as the Dynamic Damsel’s peepers already began to flutter. With a hike of her petite bosom and a shimmy entering her firm thighs, her remaining strength began to give out as her reserves were being sapped from her…
…until Akiyama suddenly fully braced herself back against her standing foe, tensed her trim tummy for all it was worth and whipped her athletic stems skywards. As soon as they came to be horizontal above the canvas, she flung them back down with all the momentum that she could summon, jerking her upper body forwards at the same time her boots slammed back down on the deck!
With shout of surprise on Alessandra’s lips, she was ripped off her feet and set tumbling up and over her new rival’s shoulders, Katsumi rolling with her through the air until they came crashing back down on the mat. In the dizzying display of tumbling limbs, Akiyama was able to pop loose, rolling away from her foe and inhaling several deep, rapid breaths, massaging her throat as she did so.
Both young women got back up to their respective feet relatively quickly and then, with Bianchi’s expression betraying her frustration, the Princess of Dragon’s crossed one of her legs in front of the other, stretched her arms out wide and performed a slow bow in an elegant, exaggerated fashion. In a single, fluid motion, she slid her way back up to fully vertical with a curling of her back, and she slid her hands up high in salute of the FAWNatics.
The crowd ate it up, mesmerised by the beguiling display.
Bianchi, on the other hand, did not appreciate being taunted, pouty bottom lip twisting it a slight scowl as she made a show of dusting her palms off.
The two returned to circling, low and ready, Alessandra with eyes only for her opponent but Katsumi, unfortunately, having to keep half a wary eye elsewhere, Irma Iron’s pacing back and forth outside the squared circle like a caged animal. The Apex Enforcer had arrived alongside Bianchi, but thus far had made no move to become involved.
Her presence alone was enough to be distracting…
…certainly enough for Alessandra to take advantage of!
Sensing the smallest of openings, Bianchi surged forwards, Akiyama a crucial half second behind her as they met in an uneven collar and elbow tie up. Alessandra immediately held the advantage, twisting the petite Asian into knots and controlling the narrative of their struggling young bodies, briefly driving her opponent down to one knee before wrenching her back up to vertical.
Despite her best efforts to regain lost ground, Katsumi was turned about and Bianchi wrapped her arms about her slim tummy, the Terrorising Techie bracing herself and muscling the Dynamic Damsel up and over through the air!
Ripped off her feet by the expertly applied German Suplex, the momentum of the toss sent her sailing through the air head over heels, a short trip that would result in her head and shoulders colliding with the canvas the moment Alessandra released…
…At least, that’s what was supposed to happen, only for Akiyama to display incredible dexterity by instead controlling her own flight, her athletic physique flipping a full three sixty to land right back on her feet, the FAWNatics both astonished and cheering.
Alessandra wasn’t, instead she was back on her feet in the flash, preparing to resume grappling with the Asian before she could recover, but Katsumi was just too damn quick for her. Ducking beneath Bianchi’s grasp, Akiyama took off like a firecracker, sprinting across the canvas and towards the closest set of ring ropes with just one thing on her mind.
At the last pace, she jumped, taking to the air and angling her boots for the second rope…
…which Iron’s, outside the ring, suddenly appeared in front off and SLAMMED her forearm down on that rubber coated steel, causing it to shake violently at the worse possible moment!
Katsumi released a short, alarmed cry as, instead of a springboard, she instead found nothing but hazardous territory to attempt and a land on and, finding it impossible to secure solid purchase, she instead slipped and toppled back down to earth at a dangerous angle. She yelped as she hit mat HARD across her right shoulder and, blinded by the pain and the suddenly dead limb, she pushed up to one palm and her knees…
…which left her perfectly placed for Bianchi, Alessandra viperous in her speed as she zeroed in on the imperilled Princess of Dragons, leapt into the air, planted her boot on the back of her of foes head and mercilessly Curb STOMPED her face first into the canvas!!
With Blue Screen of Death connecting, the FAWNatics deflated, voicing both their concern and their disappointment as a sharp spasm ran the length Akiyama’s small body before she slumped in a heap. Front first, she quivered on the canvas until Bianchi scooped her over, collecting one of Katsumi’s stems before also pressing her forearm down hard across the shellshocked young woman’s cheek for additional insult.
The Official dropped to the mat and counted…
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
…and called for the bell. Seconds later…
TORN APART
www.youtube.com/watch?v=m8DPIy1Bqec
…returned to the loud speakers, confirming what everyone already knew, the crowd soon letting their displeasure be known even more so when Alessandra refused to dismount her dazed opponent.
Instead, still laying atop of Akiyama, she turned her gaze to the hard camera, milking the moment for all it was worth and gracing those watching at home with the smallest of cool, calculated glowers. Finally tossing aside the dead weight of Katsumi’s lithe lower limb, she pivoted her way back up to standing, finding her way to centre ring and jutting her right hip out to one side, blowing a large bubble with her gum before letting it burst.
Still not satisfied, and much to the displeasure of the watching FAWNatics, she then had the audacity to perform a mocking simulation of the Princess of Dragon’s hypnotic bow. Insult delivered, Bianchi returned to fully upright before tapping the side of her head with one finger and finishing off her display by dusting off her palms, the Apex Intellect implying that this had been her plan all along…
ALESSANDRA BIANCHI
IRMA IRONS
…Upon her return to the states, Katsumi Akiyama had wasted no time in reclaiming the love of the FAWNatics and, with a little more steel in her fibre, the Princess of Dragons was being just as swift in forging for herself a new reputation. This evening she crossed swords with Alessandra Bianchi, the Apex Intellect also riding high from a big win at the last PPV, and for the last fifteen minutes the two lean, sculptured athletes had been one upping one another in an ever-escalating conflict of holds Vs. counter holds, neither holding strong in the ascendency for long.
The FAWNatics were loving it and yet, inevitably, stamina was wearing thin and both of their lithe bodies were glistening with beads of sweat, the next mistake that either of them made could potentially be the last one.
Both young women were grunting as they dropped down to the mat, and then huffing as they slowly rose back up off it, entangled with one another with twists and turns as they jostled for superior leverage. Neither could find it until, with a rare shout of joy emerging from Alessandra’s slim body, she was finally able to spin the weary Akiyama around and, before she could respond, slap on the petite Asian a fierce Sleeper!
With her eyes opening wide in momentary panic, Katsumi reached her hands up in an effort to pry Bianchi’s constricting arm loose before it was too late, the Gorgeous Geek’s restraining limb wrapped neatly about her throat. She had perhaps seconds to respond before it would be too late, Alessandra having finished off Gloria Style at Thrills, Chills and Spills just this last month, and she could very well be about to claim her next victim.
Akiyama pushed up onto her tiptoes as she was pulled back against Alessandra, short, chirpy moans escaping from her lips as her dark eyed opponent applied further pressure, eagerly wrenching on the sapping hold as the Dynamic Damsel’s peepers already began to flutter. With a hike of her petite bosom and a shimmy entering her firm thighs, her remaining strength began to give out as her reserves were being sapped from her…
…until Akiyama suddenly fully braced herself back against her standing foe, tensed her trim tummy for all it was worth and whipped her athletic stems skywards. As soon as they came to be horizontal above the canvas, she flung them back down with all the momentum that she could summon, jerking her upper body forwards at the same time her boots slammed back down on the deck!
With shout of surprise on Alessandra’s lips, she was ripped off her feet and set tumbling up and over her new rival’s shoulders, Katsumi rolling with her through the air until they came crashing back down on the mat. In the dizzying display of tumbling limbs, Akiyama was able to pop loose, rolling away from her foe and inhaling several deep, rapid breaths, massaging her throat as she did so.
Both young women got back up to their respective feet relatively quickly and then, with Bianchi’s expression betraying her frustration, the Princess of Dragon’s crossed one of her legs in front of the other, stretched her arms out wide and performed a slow bow in an elegant, exaggerated fashion. In a single, fluid motion, she slid her way back up to fully vertical with a curling of her back, and she slid her hands up high in salute of the FAWNatics.
The crowd ate it up, mesmerised by the beguiling display.
Bianchi, on the other hand, did not appreciate being taunted, pouty bottom lip twisting it a slight scowl as she made a show of dusting her palms off.
The two returned to circling, low and ready, Alessandra with eyes only for her opponent but Katsumi, unfortunately, having to keep half a wary eye elsewhere, Irma Iron’s pacing back and forth outside the squared circle like a caged animal. The Apex Enforcer had arrived alongside Bianchi, but thus far had made no move to become involved.
Her presence alone was enough to be distracting…
…certainly enough for Alessandra to take advantage of!
Sensing the smallest of openings, Bianchi surged forwards, Akiyama a crucial half second behind her as they met in an uneven collar and elbow tie up. Alessandra immediately held the advantage, twisting the petite Asian into knots and controlling the narrative of their struggling young bodies, briefly driving her opponent down to one knee before wrenching her back up to vertical.
Despite her best efforts to regain lost ground, Katsumi was turned about and Bianchi wrapped her arms about her slim tummy, the Terrorising Techie bracing herself and muscling the Dynamic Damsel up and over through the air!
Ripped off her feet by the expertly applied German Suplex, the momentum of the toss sent her sailing through the air head over heels, a short trip that would result in her head and shoulders colliding with the canvas the moment Alessandra released…
…At least, that’s what was supposed to happen, only for Akiyama to display incredible dexterity by instead controlling her own flight, her athletic physique flipping a full three sixty to land right back on her feet, the FAWNatics both astonished and cheering.
Alessandra wasn’t, instead she was back on her feet in the flash, preparing to resume grappling with the Asian before she could recover, but Katsumi was just too damn quick for her. Ducking beneath Bianchi’s grasp, Akiyama took off like a firecracker, sprinting across the canvas and towards the closest set of ring ropes with just one thing on her mind.
At the last pace, she jumped, taking to the air and angling her boots for the second rope…
…which Iron’s, outside the ring, suddenly appeared in front off and SLAMMED her forearm down on that rubber coated steel, causing it to shake violently at the worse possible moment!
Katsumi released a short, alarmed cry as, instead of a springboard, she instead found nothing but hazardous territory to attempt and a land on and, finding it impossible to secure solid purchase, she instead slipped and toppled back down to earth at a dangerous angle. She yelped as she hit mat HARD across her right shoulder and, blinded by the pain and the suddenly dead limb, she pushed up to one palm and her knees…
…which left her perfectly placed for Bianchi, Alessandra viperous in her speed as she zeroed in on the imperilled Princess of Dragons, leapt into the air, planted her boot on the back of her of foes head and mercilessly Curb STOMPED her face first into the canvas!!
With Blue Screen of Death connecting, the FAWNatics deflated, voicing both their concern and their disappointment as a sharp spasm ran the length Akiyama’s small body before she slumped in a heap. Front first, she quivered on the canvas until Bianchi scooped her over, collecting one of Katsumi’s stems before also pressing her forearm down hard across the shellshocked young woman’s cheek for additional insult.
The Official dropped to the mat and counted…
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
…and called for the bell. Seconds later…
TORN APART
www.youtube.com/watch?v=m8DPIy1Bqec
…returned to the loud speakers, confirming what everyone already knew, the crowd soon letting their displeasure be known even more so when Alessandra refused to dismount her dazed opponent.
Instead, still laying atop of Akiyama, she turned her gaze to the hard camera, milking the moment for all it was worth and gracing those watching at home with the smallest of cool, calculated glowers. Finally tossing aside the dead weight of Katsumi’s lithe lower limb, she pivoted her way back up to standing, finding her way to centre ring and jutting her right hip out to one side, blowing a large bubble with her gum before letting it burst.
Still not satisfied, and much to the displeasure of the watching FAWNatics, she then had the audacity to perform a mocking simulation of the Princess of Dragon’s hypnotic bow. Insult delivered, Bianchi returned to fully upright before tapping the side of her head with one finger and finishing off her display by dusting off her palms, the Apex Intellect implying that this had been her plan all along…