Wrestle for Wager

[Teenwrestler]

Daisuke had had enough, he was already being embarrassed in their agreed private match by already going down two to nothing, having to add more falls to save grace. Her taunts only made things seem worse and goaded him into lunging in at her, taking her down with a hard spear. Irelia responded by wrapping her toned legs around his waist, squeezing him in a body scissor and things once again seemed bad for the wrestling prince, until he decided to wrap his arms around her waist to lock in bearhug, pulling her up onto his lap as they two squeezed each other in their respective submission holds.

Daisuke and Irelia both moaned in pain, their chiseled and sweaty bodies pressed tightly against each other in a sensual yet competitive way. She dared him to call her a bitch again and he did not disappoint. Once he did, the wrestling prince was going to suffer the wrath of the Chinese beauty, who grabbed a fistfull of his hair and and forced his nose and mouth against her sweaty breasts, ensnaring him in a breast smother. Daisuke would let out a muffled moan as he attempted to take in fresh breaths of air but was unable to due to his smothered prison. For a moment, he squeezed her waist harder and harder but quickly realized that the smother-scissor submission would take its toll much faster than his bearhug hold on her.

"Mmgghh! URGH IRELIA" he screamed, which were muffled due to his position. His hands let go of her waist, latching onto her shoulders as he tried to pull on them to separate their bodies a bit. Once that failed, he would grab her hair and yank on it- again attempted to create some space between the two.

[winner3]

Daisuke's desperation was palpable, but Irelia wasn't fazed. She felt completely in control of this man and their matchup. Despite Daisuke's previous escapades in giving some women a hard time in the ring, Irelia was more than holding her own. But what may had started off as confidence was slowly becoming a bit of complacency. The beautiful bluenette thought to herself that the so-called "prince" had exhausted any realistic options - that he was well on his way to tapping a third time and losing the match up, forcing a public apology from Takeuchi! Her eyes widened as she observed his hand come up off the mats. As her sweaty frame and formidable thighs continued grinding against Daisuke and chaining him down, Irealia's expectations of that hand coming down to the canvas to begin rapidly tapping and admitting defeat, grew more and more realized. And just when she was ready to release him and proclaim victory, the cocky male wrestler reached for her hair and yanked harshly, forcing Xu to grimace and begin trying to kick Daisuke away!

"Ow Ow OW! You cheat! You filthy cheat!" Irelia would exclaim as she released her smother hold and unwittingly aided Daisuke in getting him the space and reprieve he so desperately wanted, albeit not without aiming a good kick or at his chest and jaw!

[Teenwrestler]

There was nothing he could do that would unnerve or faze the toned woman before him. She had subdued him well, she was going to teach him a lesson he was never going to forget. The pain from her scissor was getting unbearable at the moment, with his struggling proving nothing more than tiring himself out. At least he made her sweat, but that was nothing compared to the sweat on his body. Daisuke had been exerting more and more effort, while Irelia was firmly in control.

The smother was second, his face was buried deep against her firm, sweaty breasts. He could take in nothing but the scent of her skin as he tried to suck in air. He moaned and mumbled and when everyone was lost, he began to yank her hair. He yanked it harder and harder, forcing Irelia to get him go and for the first time, she was genuinely annoyed and frustrated. Daisuke was let go from both holds and staggered back but Irelia was not to let him go without a parting gift.

"Guugh!" he cried out loud, falling down on his back after he was struck on the chin by his opponent's kick.

[winner3]

Irelia had been giving Daisuke a rather satisfying thrashing. She wasn't normally one for sadism but something about putting the arrogant chauvinist in his place was simply cathartic. At least it was up until he reached for her hair and pulled like the sly underhanded man he was in the ring! Irelia was immediately taken aback! She winced and cried out as she was forced to inadvertently release Takeuchi! But Xu was no slouch! As Daisuke broke free, lashed out by extending her leg fully to nail him in the chin with a stiff kick!

I'm done playing games with you, boy!" Irelia said in an indignant tone as she began to rise. She rubbed the sore spot on her scalp and adjusted her bikini top to better house the orbs and she just finished using the smother half the life out of Daisuke. Irelia would angrily step towards Daisuke, pounding her bare feet against the canvas before raising her right foot to begin raining stomps down on the so-called 'Wrestling Prince'! She'd stomp all over his chest and abdomen, knocking the wind out of his sails about a dozen times if she were uncontested! Irelia sought to chastise him and leave him in a heap. The blows would keep coming for a short while before the blunette decided to let up briefly to eye the corner.

If Irelia were able to maintain command, she'd walk over to the corner to begin scaling the turnbuckles. Irelia would perch herself perfectly to try and seal the deal by following up with a Frog Splash from the top rope!

[Teenwrestler]

In his desperate attempt to escape the breast smother, Daisuke began to yank his opponent's hair. While it did earn him his freedom, it came at the high cost of pissing Irelia off. She would let him go by smacking her heel against his face which caused him to go down on his back and clutch his face. While still trying to catch his breath and ease the pain he felt around his chin. The bikini clad woman would rise back up on her feet, this time genuinely pissed at Daisuke. She would step towards him and smack her foot against his abs a couple of time to wind him out. Daisuke would moan and groan in pain, covering up and curling up to protect himself.

When Irelia thought he had enough, she would go over the top turnbuckle and steady herself before leaping off it and coming down on him for a Frog Splash. However, Daisuke managed to recover just enough for him to raise his knees up and Irelia's crash landed on top of his knees, abs first. The vixen would flop off the prince and go down on her belly next to him, causing the prince to roll over onto her back and clutch her chin and pull back in a camel clutch submission.

"Arrghh bitch! How do you like it? You give up"he hissed, wrenching her back as much as he could.

[winner3]

Irelia was about ready to wrap things up. She had sized up Daisuke to be competent but in over his own head. A Frog Splash from the top rope ought to finish him, she thought to herself. The beautiful brunette poised herself gracefully on the top turnbuckle. If there were any passerby's in the gym, they'd have a hard time resisting the urge to take a picture as the middleweight maiden took flight. But just as her toned abs were about to connect with Takeuchi's, the arrogant prince brought his knees up, ensuing in a harsh landing for Xu!

"Argh!" She cried out as she flopped off Daisuke and onto the canvas. Her exposed midsection pulsed with pain. The bluentte grimaced as Daisuke took control and applied a Camel Clutch to try and capitalize while she was down!

"Grah! The beauty roared as she was stretched! "To you?! Never!!!" Irelia protested before being forced to howl out in pain! She tried to endure the hold with whatever grit she could muster! Irelia clenched her teeth and tried to free an arm so that she could claw at the canvas beneath them, and hopefully begin making her way to the ropes!

[Teenwrestler]

The wrestling prince was finally in a position of some control in this spar. While he was dangerously close to losing this match, he knew that technically he was still in it and could pull back a surprise victory against the much more experienced grappler. Having avoided her frog splash which would have ended the match for sure, he managed to quickly mount her back and lock in a camel clutch submission. He wrenched her head backwards to put pressure on the back of her neck and her back, he made sure to put as much effort as he could muster, almost forcing her head back so that their gazes would meet.

Irelia would prove to be a tough nut to crack, refusing to give up to the prince despite being in the lead. The Chinese wrestler would crawl forward, freeing one hand of hers from Daisuke's thigh as she used that to crawl her way to the ring ropes. "You. Will. Submit" he hissed, relentless in his stretching of her body. Daisuke was working up a sweat, as was Irelia in their struggle for dominance.

Daisuke would almost let her to go the ring ropes and finally, when she did grab them he would simply smirk. "The ropes wont help you here, I'm not letting go until you....GIVE" he roared.

[winner3]

Having scratched and clawed her way to the ropes with a sweaty, seething, sinister man bearing down on her, Irelia let out whatever sigh of relief she could when she earned a rope break. A rope break that a scheming Daisuke foresaw and chose to fully ignore. The bluenette beauty was irate! She grit her teeth and let out a pained, indignant groan that oozed the hatred she had welling up for Takeuchi and his lowlife ways!

"GRRRRR! Daisuke!" Xu roared as she tapped fervently against the hands that were cupping her chin.

The bikini-clad babe could only think of escape for now. If Daisuke let go, she'd roll under the bottom rope and bend forward to stretch her back before turning back toward the ring to seek all types of revenge against the self-proclaimed 'Prince'. With the score now 2-1, and Daisuke's only point earned unfairly, Irelia had every incentive to come at her foe full-tilt and repay him in spades!

[Teenwrestler]

For everything that Irelia had put Daisuke through in this match and before, there was no way Daisuke was going to let her off the hook just because she grabbed the ring ropes. There was no referee, there were no rules in the match and thus, Daisuke was going to feel no moral guilt should she tap just because Daisuke didn't let go of the submission when she got to the ring ropes. It was a good effort by the female athlete but it was vain and when Daisuke refused to let her go, the submission soon came. It was a win win for him, not only did he made her submit, he also managed to get her angry and frustrated, which was just a bonus for him.

"That's right...tap....TAP!" he said, not letting go even after she kept tapping his hands. After a few extra seconds of bending her, he finally let go and backed up a bit, adjusting his briefs. The score was now 2-1 and Daisuke was right back in this bout. Another opportunity came by when Irelia rolled from under the bottom ropes and bend forward to stretch her back, looking to alleviate the pain from the camel clutch. Seeing this, Daisuke rushed forward and slid towards Irelia, looking to drive his feet into her body for a baseball slide kick and shove her outside the ring.

If he was successful, Daisuke would soon exit the ring and stand next to the downed woman, before bending down to grab her by the hair and pull her up on her feet. "Get up, you're not woman enough to handle a man like me in the ring" he taunted her before looking to wrap is arms around her body and trap her in a standing bearhug this time, as the match spilled outside the ring. "Submit! You wanted this didn't you? COME ON" he roared, shaking her body around while squeezing.

[winner3]

With a combination of desperation, underhandedness, and his own arrogant sense of pride driving him, Daisuke Takeuchi seized every advantage, legal or illegal. After blatantly ignoring a rope break and arguably earning a submission, the man chose not to let up even in the slightest. He finally released the bluenette and relished in her submission. Irelia began to collect herself. She eyed the canvas beneath her with a silent and calm, yet slowly escalating rage. As she tried to shrug off the back pain from the man's Camel Clutch just now, he came in running. Before she could properly chastise him both verbally and physically, Daisuke continued his powertrip by Dropkicking the Asian beauty in the back, sliding her out of the ring with the force of the blow. Irelia would land outside the ring on all fours. Without grunting in pain or gasping for air, she'd continue looking down, still seething with anger. Before she found her way up, the self-proclaimed "Prince" pounced on her yet again. Having been pulled up by the hair and forced into a Bearhug, her spine arched and her head leaned back as she seemed to be overcome by this newly rejuvenated, cheating Daisuke!

"Submit? Submit?? I've got something to submit to you..." Xu began in a low, tone before throwing her head forward! She building momentum from her reclined, arched position and swing her head forward into Daisuke's face for a huge Headbutt!

"Daisuke!!!!" Irelia roared as she tried to break up the hold! Had she succeeded, the blue-haired beauty would seize Daisuke by the hair before throwing him head-first, harshly into the apron of the ring! Despite the red spots and possible bruising from Daisuke's hold and dropkick, the middleweight vixen's sheer indignation drove her to punish Takeuchi tenfold for his actions in this spar!