Wrestle for Wager

[Teenwrestler]

The bluenette was really showing off her impressive wrestling skill against the arrogant wrestling prince, who it seemed as if had bitten off more than he could chew. Trapping him in the camel clutch first before his struggled earned him a bit of freedom- only for her to shift her body around to them both up on their butts where she trapped him in a scissor while cupping his mouth with her hands and forcing his neck back to make her look into her eyes while she squeezed his waist. A humiliating position for the prince!

Daisuke eventually fought his way to escape the submission, driving his elbows into her thighs which made her loosen up her grip. "Mmmfff!" he mumbled against her soft palms before she let him go with one hand while her free arm struck his chest a couple of times, making him moan out loud which remained muffled as his mouth was forced shut by her hand. She was on him like a snake constricting her victim, like a crazed lover not letting her partner go, Daisuke was being suffocated as the scissor hold transitioned into a sleeper/scissor combo, with her hand still cupping his mouth to restrict his breathing and forcing him not to say a word.

"MMfff.....*huff*.....Mfff!" he mumbled, his hands raised up high above his head as he waved them around, Daisuke tried to roll to the left and then to the right but to no avail, he knew he was trapped. Figuring he had a better chance to outlast her, he figured tapping out and continuing the 2/3 falls was a better option than struggling more and more and passing out. Daisuke began to tap her thigh, signalling his submission.

[winner3]

Daisuke had tensed the muscles in his formidable frame. Sweat dripped from the speedo0clad man as he began to power out! But the capable middleweight seemed to have his number. Irelia skillfully combat his escape attempt with repeated blows! She was finally able to seal the deal by wrapping her limbs around his torso and neck! Xu squeezes him like a Boa constrictor, slowly sapping away his stamina and consciousness. She smiled as she kept that mouth covered, allowing herself to focus on wrestling Daisuke down. When the tap finally did come, Irelia would let go. She'd plant the soles of her bare feet against the canvas and sit up to allow Daisuke to rest against her.

"You look tired. You can call a quits early if you'd like, 'prince'. The woman commented as she held Daisuke like a flirtatious lover. She'd run a finger down his chest and graze his abs.

"You know, you're a lot more....appealing when you shut your mouth..." Xu would say with a raised eyebrow to try and brush off whatever insult Takeuchi had ready for her. The bluenette would soon realize that hitting on Daisuke whilst besting him would likely get him flustered and further throw him off his game.

"I might not be impressed with the way you treat women or the way you wrestle but maybe I might be impressed with....something else." Irelia said in a sly tone whilst eyeing Daisuke's lower body conspicuously.

[Teenwrestler]

Irelia wasn't messing around with him. The two had met one on one in a privately booked gym and there was no one to stop either of them from doing anything to the other. They agreed for a meet, greet and wrestle and one of them would go home with the feeling of embarrassment. For now, it felt that Daisuke had messed with the wrong woman, as Irelia had him trapped in a sleeper and body scissor combo, added with a partial hand smother. She was under him, her body constricting him tight as he wriggled ontop of her as hard as he could but despite all that, she refused to let go. Daisuke would only tire himself out, sweat beginning to form on his body as he decided to give up and wrestle the second round, rather than waste too much stamina in round one.

He tapped and Irelia acknowledged it! She would push up to a seated position, unlocking her legs from around his waist and releasing the sleeper. Although her hand still covered his mouth as she allowed him to lean back to her. Her body felt quite nice, the sensation of a strong woman, her warm, sweaty body pressed up against the prince's chiseled sweaty frame complimented each other quite well. Although, if he were the one who had made her tap, this would be all the much better.

He panted in exhaustion, leaning back as his head rested on her shoulder. The feeling of her hand covering his mouth only restricted his breathing a bit as he mumbled some words. Her free hand went to caress his pecs then his abs as she seemed to seduce him, he would shake his head as he gently removed her hand from his mouth.

"*huff*huff*...No!...we're going all the way! Best of...5?"he would say, proposing even more rounds. "We aren't leaving this ring until one of us is drenched in sweat, unable to wrestle and humbled" he said.

[winner3]

Irelia had indeed driven home the point that she wasn't the woman for the self-proclaimed 'Wrestling Prince'. She had controlled the match and Daisuke without exerting too much effort. The sensible, elegant, and capable woman had tapped the man out and reoriented him such that she could get a good look at her handiwork and mercifully offered Daisuke the chance to save whatever little face he still had left by quitting while he was behind. But pride and arrogance would see to it that the worn out boy wasn't going to take the high road. Rather, he removed her hand and doubled down on his goal of trying to win out in this spar convincingly, proposing that they up the count form a best of 3 to a best of 5! While still holding Takeuchi in her clutches, Irelia chucked at this notion while wholeheartedly accepting!

"Heheheh. Best of five? Sweaty, unable to continue, AND humbled. You got it, boy. But don't chicken out and quit on me halfway." She said whilst shifting into a kneeling position with one foot planed on the ground and her knee out. In domineering sexy fashion, the toned middleweight vixen would pull Daisuke by the hair and attempt to drape the man across her knee into position for an over the knee backbreaker hold! She had already begun to seduce him before. Whether or not it was working remained to be seen. Daisuke could have legitimately believed he could turn things around. A notion that Irelia was eager to disprove whilst domming him!

"But if you're gonna to ask me to squash you three times in a row, tonight, you're going to make it worth my while." She said whilst biting her bottom lip. The bikini-clad wrestler would place a hand on Daisuke's chin to force him to bend beyond any levels of comfort and stretch him out as opposed to the squeezing she was doing earlier. The bluenette would flip her hair with her free hands before gently placing is on his thinly clad crotch. The speedo didn't do much to mitigate the contact. She would begin massaging Daisuke's member gently for a moment before raising that same hand to strike him in his sweaty, toned abs with a stiff punch! After delivering the blow, she'd return to massaging his manhood. She would try to repeated this pattern several times over, all while trying to coerce him into submission.

"So what'll be, Daisuke? Do you feel like being a good boy and submitting to me again?"

[Teenwrestler]

Just moments after being trapped in Irelia’s body scissor and sleeperhold submission combo, the wrestling prince was tapping out. He was already being given a tough time by the Chinese wrestler who had trapped in a variety of submission moves before earning the first fall without breaking a sweat. Meanwhile, she had Daisuke pretty much sweaty as she stuck tight to him, constricting his fit frame with her equally impressive physique.

He removed her hand away from his mouth, not enjoying the fact she was smothering him with her hand pretty much the entire match! Wanting to save grace, he upped the stakes by shifting the 2/3 falls into a 3/5 falls. Hoping that would negate the effects of the first quick fall to his favour.
However, Irelia had other things in mind as she didn’t seem to want to give him a break after the first fall, shifting onto one knee before gripping his damp hair and placing his back against her thigh to have him lay on his back over her extended knee. She gladly accepted his challenge and warned him not to quit half way. Daisuke struggled a bit to escape, “Ngh, hey wait I need a break after a fa-ALLLLLL AHHHHH” he screamed in pain as she placed a hand on his chin to push him downwards, bending him inwards against her knee to put pressure on his back.

Her free hand began to massage his member, the feeling was strange to Daisuke, a mixture of pain and pleasure as she stroked his manhood from the briefs while stretched him more than he could bear. The feeling of pain elevated when her hand struck his abs, making him groan in pain even more. She would continue her torture and pleasure tactics and after bearing the situation for about 2 minutes, the wrestling prince began to tap out again!

“ARGHHHH I SUBMIT! AHHH LET GO!” he yelled. “Ngh! G-give me break after a fall damnit” he cursed as she restarted the bout right after her first submission, giving him a reason to complain.

[winner3]

When Daisuke took the liberty of adding falls to their unofficial bout, Irelia took the liberty of denying him breaks. Grabbing hold of the cocky prince and working over his back, abs, and shaft in her erotic backbreaker submission. It took a minute or two but soon the capable, toned vixen had Daisuke in a familiar position: tapping and screaming his submission at the top of his lungs! The bluenette smirked. She had hoped to keep this up for a short while longer. Irelia would grab hold of Daisuke's thinly clad member, squeezing the bulge threatening to poke out if his speedo with one hand, adding to the pain and pleasure before pushing Takeuichi's sweaty, muscular frame off her knee and tossing him onto the canvas of this gym/practice ring.

"Oh, does the prince need a break? He was so eager to make this a best of five that I figured he was raring to go! Heheh." She said, casually brushing his complaints aside. Xu would flip her hair as waited for Daisuke to rise. With the score currently 2 to nothing in her favor, Irelia seemed to command this bout and Daisuke with ease, besting him thus far without showing any clear signs of straining or exerting herself.

"You're just one fall away from losing and from having to issue myself AND the women's roster a formal apology on live TV. You'd better make this next fall count, prince. I know I will." She finished, licking her upper lip and staring noticeably at Takeuichi's groin.

[Teenwrestler]

It was a good thing Daisuke decided to increase the number of falls in their private match, otherwise this match would have been done and dusted already, with the prince having to be made good on his words to make a formal apology inside the ring on a LAW event. Despite that humiliating fate being more closer than he had imagined, increasing the falls in this particular match didn't seem to rid himself of Irelia's physical punishment to his body, as she tortured him in a erotic backbreaker submission. Mere moments of being tortured in the submission, the wrestling prince ended up tapping and Irelia was already 2-0 up in their match. With a final squeeze of his manhood, she shoved him off of his knee onto the ring mats.

Daisuke curled up, cupping his manhood as he gently massaged it while moaning in pain. Eventually he shifted up onto his hands and knees, panting as sweat dripped from his body onto the ring mats. As she spoke, he glared up at her with his teeth gritted, infuriated by her words!"You....bitch!" he hissed, looking to kick up off the ring mats and lunge at her, attempting to ram his shoulder into her abs as he looked to take her down on her back with a surprise spear!

[winner3]

Daisuke was just one fall away from an utter defeat at the hands of talented, sexy middleweight pro before him. Where the Prince was showing visible signs of wear and sweat, Irelia intertwined her fingers and stretched like she just finished a light jog. Her interest in Takeuchi was still palpable, of course, but it still remained to persist little beyond releasing some pent-up tension. The bluentte had just begun to yawn when Daisuke called out to her with a needless explicative and lunged at Xu's toned abs with a sudden Spear!

"Urgh! Irelia groaned as she went down on her back. Despite being fatigued, it seemed that Daisuke was still capable. He was a threat in some capacity, but not yet a threat that Irelia couldn't answer. After falling onto her back, Irelia would snake her toned, strong legs around the man's waist to try and punish his Spear with a Body Scissor hold! If Irelia managed to begin crushing Daiuske's core, she'd place a hand on his chest to try and force his upper body backwards and to try and force Daisuke into a kneeling position with his back bent to minimize his chances of escape and maximize the pain!

"Call me that again, Daisuke! See how that works out for you!"

[Teenwrestler]

Daisuke's own frustration grew as he was already 2-0 down to this insufferable blue haired vixen. Not only did she possess the ability to be quite vexing, she was also a very capable wrestler- easily managing to out-grapple and out-wrestle the wrestling prince, who was visibly tired and sweating. After submitting for the second time, Daisuke pushed up to his hands and knees and had to suffer through listening to Irelia's words. Those words were enough to enrage the prince, who kicked up off his feet and lunged into the female before him, ramming his shoulder into her abs to knock her down on the mats with a hard hitting spear.

The blunette let out a grunt in pain as she fell flat on her back but before Daisuke could capitalize on this advantage, her long legs wrapped around his waist to trap him in a body scissor, while her hands pressed against his chest to push him back up to a kneeling position. "AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" he yelled in pain, his screams echoed in the empty gym room. Daisuke glared back at Irelia who dared him to call her a bitch again, bearing through the pain he would swat her hands off of his chest before leaning down just a bit, attempting to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her up on his lap, locking in a bearhug as the two athlete's engaged in squeeze-off.

Daisuke's chiseled and sweaty frame pressed up against Irelia's, his arms squeezed her body as tight as he could while he felt the pain around his own waist and ribs as she squeezed him with her legs. In response to her dare, he would simply moan in pain before saying "You bitch".

[winner3]

Daisuke's initiative was successful at first! He made real progress for the first time in their bouts thus far, knocking the beautiful mature woman off her feet and down onto the canvas with a quick and forceful Spear! But Irelia was no slouch! She was talented enough to think of an immediate answer and turn the tables, ensnaring the man in a scissor hold that left him in a compromising position and in enough pain to bellow out his groans throughout the sparsely populated training gym! Xu was beginning to ease up on the idea of chastising Takeuchi. For a moment, it seemed that the pain of being bested combined with the pain of this hold would give him something to think about. And that moment passed when the man smacked her hands aside and threw himself forwards!

"Ungh!" The beauty groaned as Daisuke wrapped both his arms around her defined waist. His sweaty frame leaned in and pressed against Irelia's and bust. His voice moaned with the pain of enduring the mutually destructive squeezing. A low moan of irritation and aching escaped Irelia's lips as she began to feel Daisuke's biceps and triceps tighten. But within seconds, her pained expression would turn to one of annoyance as Daisuke dared to call her that same insult again!

"You won't be saying that again!" She'd reprimand the man before reaching for his hair and pulling it with both hands! Irelia sought to navigate the so-called "prince's" nose and mouth towards her busty bosom! If she succeeded in pressing his face against her sweaty, thinly-clad chest, the middleweight wrestler would lock her ankles and straighten her legs, escalating the pressure as she began to both smother and squeeze him with aggression alarming efficacy and force!