Start Of An Unconventional Friends

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre let herself go completely, trying to understand this new move and thanks to Aleah's long movements and explanations, it was possible rather quickly. She couldn't be distracted, she even noticed the difference between the abdominal twist and the abdominal stretch, the first being that the abdominal twist was done on the ground and was much more devastating!

She tried to get out of it by force, even if Aleah didn't apply a lot of pressure so as not to hurt the French girl, she couldn't push the dancer away! Yet she was much stronger... Her lower body was completely mastered while the upper part of her body was forced to bend to her opponent's movements... Yes, it was a devastating hold.

"Indeed... Hmm.."

She was released at the end of the explanation and got on her knees, sighing deeply while looking at Aleah for a few seconds before throwing herself on her! The Black Pearl tried to get behind her sparring partner, grabbing both of her arms to immobilize them and force Aleah to lie on top of her. Following this, the Frenchwoman would wrap her thighs around one of Aleah's thighs to immobilize her and began to conclude the hold by pulling her arms towards her while leaning back to apply pressure.

"Like this?.."

[LawHell]

As Ambre maneuvered Aléah into the abdominal twist, the dancer couldn’t help but chuckle softly, even as she felt the pressure starting to build. The way Ambre’s strong thighs wrapped around her leg, locking her in place, and the confident pull of her arms made Aléah grin despite the strain on her core, "Mmm, You’re catching on fast," Aléah teased, her voice playful yet breathy from the exertion. "If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’ve been practicing this just to get me like this." She would comment with a grin to her face before the pain reminded her were she was

As Ambre leaned back and tightened the hold, Aléah’s lips parted slightly, a gasp escaping her as the move took full effect. Her eyes fluttered for a moment before she tilted her head back to look at Ambre with a mischievous smile. "Oh, yes... exactly like that," she murmured, her tone sultry despite the strain. "You’ve got me completely at your mercy. I might start to enjoy this if you’re not careful." She would comment to ensure the mood was light she did not want Ambre to worry about her as they trained together

She tapped lightly on Ambre’s leg to signal her release and waited, though she would start laughing softly when the Frenchwoman let her go. Aléah sat up, rubbing her side but still smiling warmly. "That was incredible, my dear goddess. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were trying to impress me."

She leaned forward slightly, brushing a strand of her hair back as her eyes lingered on Ambre. "With a hold like that, you’ll have anyone begging to tap out. But maybe... you’d like to practice it again? I wouldn’t mind being your willing victim." Aléah offered her hand to Ambre, her touch would linger when she helped her sparring partner up. "Or perhaps you’ve got another move in mind? Whatever it is, I’m yours to train with... and I’ll try not to distract you too much," she said with a wink.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre perfectly executed the abdominal twist that Aleah had just taught her, but to be sure to have the right movements, she gradually reapplied her pressure to be sure not to mess up. The compliments and the dancer's hand tapping her thigh confirmed her movements, Ambre had just mastered a new hold! She immediately released her hold and straightened up to sit in front of Aleah, looking her in the eyes with a slightly more confident look.

"Hmmm... That really seems like a formidable technique..."

Even though she was a wrestler, the Frenchwoman was afraid of hurting her opponents if she fought hard. However, her most famous finisher was the piledriver, a dangerously effective and violent hold. She remained lost in thought for a few seconds before raising her hands and stretching them slightly forward, shaking them to the side.

"No no! I assure you that it's okay, I really don't want to hurt you!.."

She stood up a little hastily and held out her hand forward, offering her help to Aleah to help her get up.

"On the other hand, I want to help you in return... I learned a lot today thanks to you.."

[LawHell]

Aléah took Ambre's hand with a warm smile, but the mischievous glint in her eye hinted at her true intentions. With sudden speed, she released Ambre’s hand and darted down to try grab her ankles, aiming to yank them with just enough force to send the Frenchwoman onto the ring floor. Aléah let out a delighted laugh having fun not knowing how this would go, if all had worked out her way she would be revelling in her playful ambush as she dragged Ambre toward the centre of the ring.

Before Ambre could recover, Aléah rolled her onto her stomach and skillfully maneuvered her legs into position, locking her into a Boston Crab. She leaned back gently at first, adjusting her hold with a light pull on Ambre’s legs. Turning her head to glance over her shoulder, Aléah’s smile deepened into a teasing grin.

"My, my, dear Ambre, you’ll be just fine," she purred, her tone playful yet soothing. She leaned back slightly more, making the hold firm but nowhere near painful. "And so will I. Trust me, I’ve had far more... demonic women work me over in the past." Her voice dripped with amusement as she continued, "But as I keep reminding you, mon chère, this is about your training."

Aléah gave another light tug on Ambre’s legs, her movements more playful than punishing. "Now, I want you to escape this hold, but I’m going to make it interesting," she added with a wink. "Once you’re free, I want you to trap me in your favorite submission hold. But!" She paused, tilting her head slightly as if pondering. "It can’t be your strongest one. Let’s see how creative you can get, hmm?"

As she leaned back a little more, applying more pressure, she couldn’t resist adding one final teasing remark. "Also, ma belle, if I were to charge you a true price for this training, well... let’s just say you might not like it." Her grin widened, her tone turning cheeky. "Nothing sinister, of course—just me enjoying a relaxing massage from you while we lounge in swimsuits. Or maybe... a little less, though if I was been fully naughty it be us to oil wrestling haha" She laughed softly, the playful sparkle in her eyes showing she was having just as much fun with their sparring as she was with her teasing. Her focus remained steady, though, giving Ambre enough resistance to make her escape feel earned but not overwhelming.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre sighed in surprise when the dancer released her hand to grab her knees and make her fall to the ground. She didn't expect such a surprise attack and Aleah took advantage of it to lock her in a Boston Crab that wasn't very painful but in the center of the ring! The Frenchwoman put her hands on the canvas, straightening up slightly while looking behind her.

"Fine!..."

She didn't try to think, she had to instinctively find the best way to get out of it and not stupidly waste her energy with useless movements... She knew very well that a simple Boston Crab could be very tiring. The Black Pearl growled slightly while keeping her upper body still raised thanks to her hand against the canvas and used her second hand to grab her opponent's arm, trying to pull her to the side to make her hold less effective and perhaps make her lose her balance!