Tension Tag Tourney Round 2! The Ishii Siblings vs. King's Crew

There were times when enjoying either end of the spectrum of sensual domination worked against Mariko, and now was certainly one of those times. And though she wouldn’t verbally respond to King’s words, deep down the vixen knew just as well as he did that she’d liked that humiliating spank. But now wasn’t the time to worry about that.

Still stuck between her powerful foe’s legs, Mariko attempted to squirm free so she could try to find some way to turn things back around in her favor again. But King wasn’t having any of that, and scooped Mariko up right over his shoulder, bending her spine against it. “Aaaaggghhh!!!!” Mariko screamed out, writhing about as the masked man bend her spine.

“N-No!” she shouted when King asked for her surrender. Things were looking bad, but she couldn’t bring herself to give up. Not when they’d already overcome the odds to make it as far as they had. And not while her brother was still counting on her! She couldn’t guarantee it would help her situation, but Mariko desperately began to flail her arm at King’s masked skull, hoping to encourage him to release his hold as soon as possible. “Ugh! Put me down!”

He was dominating the ring all by himself after what the brother and sister doing to him just knocking him down and humiliates him enough that he would repay em a favor ten folds! Though mostly onto Mariko since shes the legal wrestler in the ring, Kent wasnt doing well and he sucks at it, King have to do all the work for him, probably his partner have ring rust, who knows.

Now the beast lifting her up onto his shoulder and bending her backward as she screams, she even yelling out to refuses giving up on him, refuses to quit, thats what he likes to hear, not wanting to quit so the beast can kick her ass some more and add more humiliations to her.

"Oh is that so? Good to know!" He said, jerking her up and down a little more before sliding his hands under her backside so he can lift her up above his head, like for some people would think King would pull off Bane backbreaking Batman style, but he isnt going to do that, not yet that is, instead King would toss her behind him and showboating his arms flexing, how strong he is. "RAHHAHAH!"

Mariko continued to scream in King’s clutches as he stretched her body out over his shoulder with his excruciating hold. She repeatedly struck at his head with her arm, but to the woman’s dismay, it seemed to have virtually no effect on the beast.

Fortunately, her pain did come to an abrupt end as King decided to abandon the hold in favor of a chance to put his immense strength on display as Mariko was lifted overhead in the man’s hands. Her body just hang seemingly limp in the air as he held her up like some kind of trophy. And suddenly, the vixen was launched backward through the air as the beast tossed her like a ragdoll!

But there was one, oh so important factor the masked man failed to take into account: the referee had been standing behind him! And when King threw Mariko, she went right into the ref, her knee slamming into the woman’s skull and knocking her out cold! The entire area seemed to be in a state of chaos. Yamato was finally starting to recover outside the ring, but it seemed Kent was still down, as well as Mariko and now the ref.

There was a moments pause after the ref hit the mat, probably just to ensure that she wouldn't be getting up in a hurry cause there was two usually impatient girls had been waiting quite eagerly for such a situation to occur all match. Kent was out of it on the apron and the ref didn't look in any shape to stop the brat pack army!

"Now Chammers! Go Go GO!!" Izzi yelled as she proceeded to vault over the barrier holding the crowd back from the ring.. Her feline chum was not far behind her, flashing her cute ass to the people in the front row as she leaped like a kitty on the top rim of the railing and then launched herself towards the ring. Izzi quickly dropped to a knee and reached under the apron of the ring while her feline friend stalked around to make sure she was in Killer King's blind spot while he was showboating

Drawing a steel chair out from under the ring, Izzi slid it into the ring right as Cham Cham rolled in under the ropes. Like a crack swat team performing an operation the chair slid perfectly into Cham Cham's reach, her paws quickly snatched it up as she hurried to climb to her feet... The green haired kawaii was now holding the steel chair at the sides, wield it with ferocious menace in all of her cute 4"11 glory...

"WEEEOW!!" She roar out as she hoped towards King and tried to ram the top edge of the steel chair straight into his ribs. Izzi meanwhile collected a second chair and slipped into the ring while her partner was trying to cut King down to size.

King was roaring, he was proud of himself of taking care of Mariko like that, flexing his arms while everyone booing at him so loudly, he tuned them off like usually and just impressed of himself that he is just doing so damn well, even with Kent as his partner, still thinking hes gonna get the team win and pass this round for sure.

Now the beast does his cut-throat with his thumb like he is showing sign he'll finish Mariko off and end the match. Turning around to see her.... with the referee down..... and out of nowhere, the green haired catgirl came in with the steel chair hit him right to the gut! "URGH!"

He didnt get a chance to tense of the muscles to absorb the impact so her chair strike did fairly good amount of pain into him as he dropped down on his knee, clutching his stomach and growling, did they planned to come in when the ref is out? "DAMNIT! Unnnnnnn" Course, he isnt going to stay down, King tries to reach for Cham Cham throat, maybe to shut her up.

The chair edge to the ribs seemed to work well enough, taking Killer King down to his knees in front of Cham Cham... At least now he was about the same height as her, however it also succeeded in angering the much bigger man.

Cham Cham dodged back as Killer King reached out for her throat but he was still able to grab ahold of her tiger striped rags up close to her neck, preventing the feline from getting away.

Luckily at that moment, Izzi had just slipped into the ring to back up her fellow brat... Lifting her chair up and to the side she stormed right towards King

"Yarrrrr!!!" She let out as she swung the chair towards the side of his head, Cham Cham struggling with his grip in order to swing her chair at the same time towards the opposite side of his head. Both chair hurtling towards King as the brats aimed to sandwich him in between a thunderous chair clap.

King growls as he reaches out and somewhat able to grab hold of Cham Cham not but her throat but by her clothing, he could easily strip her clothes off but figures that it doesnt matter to her or him anyway, since suddenly he glimpse on the side just barely to see something yellow hair and purple shorts, and a chair in her hand..... **SHIT!**

King is unable to brace himself as the other girl Izzi if he remembers, swing her chair and at the same time Cham Cham did the same, sandwiching his head hard enough to let go of Cham Cham outfit. Still on his knees swaying a little before slowly falling forward on his front with his one arm out above him, flatten down on the mat, everyone cheering to see him goes down like that.

Izzi waved her hand exaggerated towards the top of the rampway and shortly afterwards the specialist referee reserved for calling pins and submissions on ambush matches for the 24/7 belt came racing down towards the ring, of course she had no authority over the tag tournament match currently in play so couldn't call a DQ here... She could however perform one task that was what the brats were most concerned with.

Cham Cham stepped her legs either side of King's head and then descended her bare butt into his masked for a face sit while Izzi lay across King's body, her lycra covered small breasts rubbing into his bare abs as she slipped a hand down between his thighs and hooked up one leg. The special ref didn't even bother getting fully into the ring, instead only sticking her upper body under the bottom ropes to start the count for the 24/7 Tension belt

"One!"

King didnt expected The Brat Pack came out of nowhere and attacking during his second round of the tourney and was so close on getting the win over the Ishii Siblings too! He could of done it all by himself actually, knowing that he could overpowered the tag team by himself, hes pretty much a one man army, though now he took a surprised attack with a double chairshot to the skull bringing the beast down to the mat.

Not knowing they turn him over facing up and his face, his mask that is, being sat on as he breathing, chest heaving up and down until was covered up by the other girl, both pinning him down together, the count down already passed first count, and shortly after.

"TWO!"

Kent barely getting up to his feet, not sure whats going on while his head still swimming in pain, groggy and disoriented. "Unnnnnn....."

"THREE!!" The ref girl called out as she slapped her hand down the last time on the edge of the mat

"YESH!" Izzi exclaimed in a cross between cuteness and obnoxiousness, she released King's leg to the mat and quickly rolled off of him. Cham Cham slipped her butt away from his face and they both proceeded to make a rather hasty exit out of the ring under the bottom ropes. The special ref moved around to go collect the 24/7 belt as the Brat Pack collected themselves outside the ring, choosing to only start celebrating when they were partway up the rampway

"Cham Cham saz 'Thats what you get for messing with the Brat Pack'... A fight!"

"Meowth thats right!" Izzi said, mocking the way Cham Cham sounded like a certain pokemon sometimes when she meowed. Cham Cham was too hyped about sticking it to King to care though and soon enough the ref girl was on her way back over to them with their glorious shiny belt