Robust and Rowdy: Bianca vs Arlise!

[SubtleRoar]

"Hhmmh..s..sounds like we have more i..in common than I initially thought." *Bianca, with her ever-ebullient voice, responded rather quickly given how shaky her posture appeared to be. It seemed like an eternity since they had last locked up in physical contact, and Bianca wanted to change all that with her next maneuver; Finally returning to her periwinkle pair of boots, the jovial jamaican knelt down into a three-point stance, a beam of pure joy plastered across her face before she imitated the whistle of a steaming locomotive.*

"All aboard the pain train! Woo woo!" *For the casual observer, it seemed as though Bianca was pretending to impersonate a serious wrestler with such a childish statement. However, for the more keen onlooker, the inevitable impact she was going to leave on the cerise beauty would, indeed, be remarkably painful. Torpid at fist, Bianca gradually picked up steam before finally developing into a full-on blitz, as Arlise was on the verge of becoming a human pancake.*

[Winter]

Lise huffed in a brief amusement, glad she had the oxygen in her once more after Bianca's crushing to spare. With a distant glance to the far end of the gym, she tried to recall if she had ever thought it enjoyable to have a woman snag her in any sleeperholds, complete with a tap of her chin. "I wouldn't say having someone strangle me is among mine...but no doubt that people would consider that more tame than some of what I enjoy." No, her few times of enjoyment in a situation so devastating for her consciousness came from...other holds. Holds where the positioning was more the interest than the painful, breathless experience...that was for certain.

Her eyes tilted back to Bianca right around the time the woman became a steam engine, and Lise's eyebrows knit in an evident confusion at the sound...before the redhead interpreted what the sound meant and what Bianca intended to do.

The telegraph gave Lise ample time to react, an advantage that she thoroughly appreciated when the scientific part of her brain recognized that Bianca was a figure in motion who seemed to get faster as she tore across the ring towards her. Ever-nimble in small spaces, the redhead almost pirouetted to her right to avoid Bianca, but the bigger woman came so close that Lise got a brush of skin and a shot right into her lower leg that had her spin an extra time to get her feet beneath her before she tripped and fell to the mat. Coming up behind Bianca's left shoulder, she couldn't do much with the advantage of dodging, as Bianca's banging into her lower leg did enough damage that Titania drew her leg up into her chest and rubbed at her shin. "Oooow...", she whispered, in a rare admittance to pain.

[SubtleRoar]

*As her terminal velocity reached its peak, Bianca felt herself to be on the verge of crushing the scarlet succubus into oblivion. Unfortunately, it appeared as though her ebullient whistling worked against her, as the unusually quick movement of Arlise caused the bubbly bee to smash directly into the turnbuckle her target had been resting against.* "GUUUH!" *She exhaled, a channel of air rushing out of her lungs as her entire frame slumped towards the mat. Her personal tenacity allowed her to resist the urge to fully buckle from the brazen miss, but the impact alone was sufficient enough to send a tremor of misery up her extremities.*

"Hhnnhh..o..oow..i..indeed.." *She muttered, struggling to keep her cheery demeanor plastered across her face before reticently rotating on her heels in an effort to keep her eyes glued on the crimson amazon; if nothing else, she wouldn't allow her exhausted figure to be overtaken by the agile Arlise.*

*Too dazed to try yet another aggressive charge, Bianca decided that the prudent course of action would be to steadily recuperate her diminished energy by grabbing either side of the ropes and posture herself backwards.* "Y..you're..q..quicker than you look.." *She snickered- While still in a tremendous amount of anguish, especially in her midsection, the thrill of the match was something Bianca reveled in. The palpable intensity was beginning to reach its' apex, somehow managing to goad out an adorable blush to tint Bianca's facial cheeks a rosy hue.*

[Winter]

With both of them entirely due one more reset given they hardly began again, with Lise rubbing the spot where Bianca had dinged squarely against the redhead's tibia and Bianca struggling to stay upright as she bashed the corner like she would have Arlise, Titania took a few seconds to give a sour look at her pale lower leg before planting it and turning the foot a few times to make sure the throbbing within wouldn't be too great a distraction. Once more shaking off some earlier bumps, Lise backstepped a few times and peered at Bianca until the thicker woman had turned back to her.

The compliment made her grin and very nearly strike a pose in her pride. As it was, she did stick a hand to her hip. "I hear that quite a lot. That, and stronger, too." Lise considered it a point of personal success to maintain a fairly feminine figure without sacrificing in the ring; she loved to hear when others noticed. And considering...she nodded to Bianca's figure.

"And your first step is impressive, but I'm sure you hear that compliment all the time, too." Returning to her earlier means to distract the powerful woman, since this couldn't all be pleasantries in a spar, Lise winked and, using that quickness, tried to slip in close with a couple of nimble steps forward. One fist was driven towards Bianca's midsection in a blow not meant to devastate, remembering their agreement, but at least double her over to expose her head for the snagging.

[SubtleRoar]

"O...oh...t..thank you..." *Perhaps it was the personal fatigue that allowed such a pedestrian comment to resonate with the busty bee, or maybe she was more allured to the auburn beauty than she realized; whatever the case may be however, Bianca couldn't help but allow the compliment to lower her defenses for only a brief moment, as a gentle smile formed across her weary visage. It was a welcomed respite from the previous sensation she had endured earlier- Being strangled to the point of suffocation, but even then, she held a fondness towards being dominated like a rotwelier's chew toy- Something she would vanguard from the stranger as best as she possibly could.*

"I do try to keep my figure as full as I can, but even then, it can be quite the stru...OOOF!" *what was she thinking? Letting someone easily assassinate her personal confidence with such a shallow remark, allowing for her to be so easily overtaken with just a solitary shot to her solar plexus.* "Uuuhh...a..alright...t..two can play this little game of yours!" *Bianca growled with only a minute amount of her earlier giddiness; she felt slightly betrayed by such an underhanded method of establishing dominance.*

*Trying to vigorously shake off the punishing misery that resonated in her gut, Bianca knew that trying to retaliate would only lead to ruination- Arlise hadn't suffered any form of significant damage up to this point, and in her current state, the jamaican knew that risking an offensive gambit wasn't worth the potential consequences of being sent to the canvass. For now, she would rely heavily on her obstinate stance to keep herself standing, protecting the edges of her body by assuming a sumo-inspired, low to the ground stance to defend her tenderized abdominal region.*

[Winter]

Arlise couldn't stop a sly smile from forming on her face at Bianca's response to her moment of trickery, though it did not remain there for terribly long as she was faced with the task of trying to bring Bianca to the mat once more. That Bianca had so willingly admitted to a sexually-charged weakness without a great deal of provocation not only amused the redhead but also gave her a litany of ideas that she planned to set in motion in much less aggressive but equally as focused a way as she might in a proper match.

So, with the bigger woman slumping at the turnbuckle, Titania leaned in and lifted onto her toes to try and get into a position where her arm could hook around the back of Bianca's head, pull it against her side, and wrap her forearm down and against Bianca's admittedly-vulnerable throat to get the woman secured for an attempt at a strangling DDT that would drag her off of the turnbuckle.

[SubtleRoar]

*It wouldn't take long for Bianca to realize what was about to transpire- She hadn't prepared for such an unorthodox match, and it was certainly taking its toll on her. While she had maintained a powerful stance against Arlise, it was woefully inadequate to defend against what the auburn-haired amazon had up her sleeve.* "W...wha...?" *confounded by her puzzling movements, Bianca tried to shunt the crimson grappler backwards with the palms of her hands, only realizing too little too late that her expendable energy had all but waned, leading to her retaliatory push to work against her, her body staggering forward from overexertion.*

"Hhnnh..c..can't...move..." *She stammered out with a frustrated huff, desperately trying to dig her chin against Arlise's inner forearm to prevent what she believed would inevitably happen- Bianca was about to be introduced to the canvass, face first, and the subsequent shock and agony that would shoo through her rubenesque figure petrified her to no end. Unfortunately, this just seemed to be her destiny- Too exhausted to protect herself and too trapped to escape, Bianca refused to accept her fate and continued to feebly thrash about within Arlise's grasp.*

[Winter]

Titania knew all too well what could happen when she locked herself to one of the powerhouses of Bianca's caliber; in fact, her mind had been refreshed by the flattening she received earlier, still bringing an ache to her ribs as she twisted her curvy figure. Bianca might simply try to plow her to the mat, she realized, or perhaps lift her and toss her to the mat. So, as the redhead's arm hooked into place, trapping Bianca's head, she was ready for the woman to attempt an overpowering response.

It came, but as Lise thrust her hips back to avoid the worst of it and Bianca stumbled forward, almost aiding Lise in securing the positioning for the DDT, the young wrestler was not going to let her advantage pass. "Just give into this...", she crooned, just before she hopped lightly in place to gather momentum and threw herself backward, bringing Bianca's exposed head with her.

She felt Bianca bash into the canvas first beneath her before her rear and lower back crashed against the mat, and Lise flashed a quick smile in the realization that her maneuver had worked.

But...that would not necessarily down a woman like Bianca. Mind working quickly, Lise decided she would keep the arm in place...and called on the information on Bianca that she now possessed, the intriguing weakness she had revealed earlier.

Working to try and tighten her bicep and close the gap between her forearm and Bianca's neck, the redhead sought to turn the aftermath of her takedown into a guillotine hold, complete with her legs locked as best they could be around Bianca's hips to hold her in place.

[SubtleRoar]

*There she was, languishing within the strangulating hold the unrelenting Arlise had stuffed her in- Bianca had fought valiantly against what felt like an inexorable tidal wave of unending force, courtesy of the redhead's tenacious body, up until this point. If it hadn't been made abundantly clear by her sluggish movements and response time from earlier, then it would most certainly stick out like a sore thumb by now- Bianca was spent. She had squandered a vast deal of energy in a fruitless attempt to repel Arlise's stronger attacks, which ultimately left her vulnerable to what was about to transpire.*

"GHHHH!" *Her teeth rattled as the exposed portion of her face was sent downward spiraling into the ring below, Bianca's body shuddering upon impact as a crippling tremor ran through her ligaments. She hadn't been pushed to her utmost limits like this in forever, and it seemed as though Arlise came to the Haven looking for a serious brawl. Indeed, Bianca would have been the first to congratulate her on a successful fight- If she wasn't the one on the business end of that brutal attack.*

"H...huh...?" *As if things couldn't have gotten any worse, Arlise decided that she would magnify Bianca's perilous situation ten fold by applying a debilitating choke; she lacked any form of personal wit or perception to determine the type of move being applied. Hell, she barely had enough consciousness to wobble her arms around like a chicken with its head chopped clean off- Submissions were certainly not her forte', as Arlise would discover soon enough, and almost immediately after the choke was applied, she began drifting off into a gentle slumber.*

"G..good..mm..a..tch...~" *Holding no ill will towards her opponent, merely trailing off into a tender nap, Bianca delicately sprawled her limp body out across the lower portion of Arlise's voluptuous frame. It had been a grueling, arduous ordeal for the jovial jamaican, and she deserved to have herself a nice, peaceful siesta.*

[Winter]

The stunned and rattled woman in Arlise's grip did not fight against the application of the choke, and like the natural she was in the realm of submissions, Arlise sank into position to make the hold inescapable with a practiced speed and efficiency. Soon, her spread legs had closed lightly around Bianca's hips, her weight pressed into the woman's side, and her hands were clasped together to ensure the arm with the choke could not easily be pried away. Putting on some pressure, Lise glanced down at the full-bodied woman with a focus in her eyes, only to find that there wasn't going to be any fight coming against the debilitating pressure from her forearm.

A small smirk quirked at her mouth at Bianca's struggled words, and the redhead only loosely hooked her ankles into place to ride out the end of their spar. Perhaps, in her amusingly unique way, Bianca was enjoying having Arlise do this to her. Arlise, for her part, was certainly enjoying doing it, which her sigh did not fail to betray.

When Bianca went fully limp, Lise made sure to let her loose immediately and gently let her roll onto the mat for what were hopefully sweet dreams. Giving herself a moment to soak in a victorious breath, Lise rubbed her legs absently and peered at the rest of the empty gym, fulfilled despite the lack of fanfare.

Soon, her eyes returned to Bianca, her smirk shifting into a full smile. "A good match indeed, Bianca," she agreed, giving a couple of sporting pats on the woman's thick rear before she stood and wandered back towards the side of the ring to dress and wait for Bianca to wake so she could thank her and head on her way.

She would have to visit this place again, sometime. Perhaps forget her clothes again...

Fin.