Twelfth Match - First Annual Queens of the Beach - Kieda Uzai vs Marissa Winters

[TheManVan]

Marissa gritted her teeth as she held on the arms, pulling back as sweat began to build on her body from the hot sun shining down on them. Her grip was beginning to slip because of this as well as Kieda beginning to struggle from left to right, making the hold increasingly difficult to maintain. Growling out, she would sit back up, releasing the arms of Kieda as she tried to under-hook her left arm while wrapping around the body with her right arm.

"Keep that to yourself, so you can think about it when you lose!" she shouted back as she tried to roll over, trying to get on her back with Kieda on top of her as she would attempt to try and slap her legs around the waist of her opponent to lock in a hold similar to a cross-face chicken wing without the cross-face. Fighting just to keep control over Kieda, she wanted to show the unruly woman that she was not just some hussy off of the streets, she was trained to be a wrestler!

And if she had to make her tap in order to realize this, then so be it!

[SubtleRoar]

*As the reality of her situation began to sink in, Kieda's ever closing window of escape was beginning to shut right before her very eyes- The flashing cameras of the neighboring audience caused her mind to momentarily freeze from the horror of what was going on. She refused to allow this harlot to get the better of her, and this brief bout of public mortification only fueled the latent rage starting to swell deep inside of her. With a powerful huff of air, Kieda bent her knees inwards, swallowing the anguish that crippled her backside before lurching backwards and thrusting her right, pointed elbow tip into Marissa's midsection.*

"P..perhaps you should focus more on your submissions, rather than your bravado, sweetheart~" *With a smarmy remark spearheading her retaliatory attack, the cerulean shadow strived to gain the upper hand in this contest by firmly establishing her dominance over Marissa, and as she slammed her elbow against the blonde bimbo's solar plexus, she seemed poised to accomplish her mission.*

"Don't fret too much, blondie." *Kieda began, relishing this ineffably sadistic sensation that controlled the reigns of her offensive onslaught.* "Once I'm finished with you, at least you'll still have that paper-thin personality of yours~" *Without a sliver of remorse in her voice, Kieda didn't hesitate to fling any and every type of disparaging remark she could conjure up at Marissa.*

[TheManVan]

Marissa clenched her eyes tightly as she continued to try and maintain the hold, her hands getting slippery due to the sweat as she attempted to readjust by leaning forward and easing up on her camel clutch variant. All the while she felt Kieda shuffling underneath her, feeling herself rising up with Kieda's knees planting underneath as she managed to twist forward and rip her arm out from her clutches! Marissa's eyes widened as she tried to recover from the escape, leaning forward to try and grab that wrist back.

But then she got closer to the arm in a different way as the elbow came smashing into her stomach! "Guuuh!" she let out, jerking back as she slipped off of Kieda with a hand on her stomach. Growling out as Kieda continued to mock her, Marissa resolved herself to trying even harder to prove her wrong, but with an elbow to the solar plexus, she quickly found air for her lungs dangerously scarce.

Coughing out as she rose up, not wanting to be on the ground for Kieda to take advantage, she looked up at the blue-haired opponent and glared back. "I rather have a paper-thin personality than an ugly face like yours!" she shouted out, it was a lie, Kieda was one of the more beautiful girls she's ever seen. But she has seen plenty of women in the modeling scene that had amazing looks, but incredibly foul personalities to take away from their beauty. And she knew that the quickest way to get underneath their skin, was their looks. She stood in front of Kieda, her breath returning as she lunged in to try and lock up with her opponent!

[SubtleRoar]

*The liberating sensation she felt from finally escaping Marissa's diabolical clutches washed over her, as Kieda scrambled to her bare feet before rotating on her heels to face the blonde brawler. The audience had made their elation well known by now, as both screams for Kieda and Marissa were heard echoing throughout the seaside paradise, as more and more spectators began to crowd around the outskirts of the intense skirmish. While fully in control of her actions now, Kieda knew she had expended a significant amount of energy to achieve her freedom, and given how Marissa wasn't operating at maximum efficiency after that vicious elbow, she conjured up the only logical move- overpowering her with a test of strength.*

"Ohoho, now we're on to juvenile insults eh?" Kieda laughed in a remarkably posh manner for someone who was just previously getting her spine bent like a toothpick, tacitly agreeing to meet Marissa in the middle and lock hands with her. This was the surefire way to determine who, between the two of them, was the superior woman.* "Grrrhh!" *She huffed in a perturbed manner, trying to push the buxom bimbo backwards and force her to slip on her own, two feet.*

"Y..You fucking...!" *Kieda began to ferociously scream in the blonde's direction, sweat dribbling down her forehead as the scorching hot sun continued to make its presence known. Perhaps it was the broiling-hot sun's influence, or maybe the palpable friction that both women had developed whilst in the ring together- whatever the case may be, the cerulean assassin couldn't deny that Marissa's earlier, captivating aura was starting to overpower her drive to achieve victory.* "...uhh...hhm..." *Her discernible muttering only served to enhance the spotlight on her reddened, facial cheeks as the flustered kunoichi seemed to be unable to continue with her banter.*

[TheManVan]

Marissa and Kieda had the same idea as they locked hands, squeezing and trying to overpower the other as Marissa was fighting at a disadvantage against the bigger woman but she would make all that up with her grit and heart as she dug her feet into the ground, trying her best to keep herself from being forced back by Marissa as the two pushed against one another. "Grrrrrr....!" she growled out, using her arm strength to meet a deadlock with Kieda.

She should've been happy with that, but Marissa wanted to with this test of strength as she shoved her body forward for more power! She ended up smacking sweaty bodies with Kieda as being up against such a hot body like Kieda's was enough to get her cheeks red, and not from the heat alone! Up close she was really beginning to forcibly be appreciative of her opponent's beauty! "Y-you...!" she was all she could say, words being quite difficult to form at the moment!

[SubtleRoar]

*As the azure assassin's supple globes tantalizingly rubbed up against Marissa's equally impressive chest balloons, she couldn't help but give them a casual glance- Their natural curvaceousness caused her heart to thunder within her chest, almost forcing her to disengage in order to cope with the tremendously ponderous weight that suddenly occupied her chest. The degrading whistling and chanting from the crowd wasn't helping matters either, as it seemed as though they were quite amused at the visible frustration that was clearly apparent on Kieda's scrunched up face.*

"F...fuck it..." *Her nearly incoherent mumbling was well below the typically bold, overconfident timbre that she announced herself with, leaning her salaciously controlled body forward before she pursed her cerulean lips and finally, after what felt like an eternity in flirtatious purgatory, locked lips with the enamoring blonde, all the while maintaining her grip within Marissa's. Her blush outdid any previous shade of red her face had generated, taking on an entirely new coat of teeming, cardinal red as the audience responded with a ubiquitous "WWOOOOOH~" to augment the sensation.*

[TheManVan]

Marissa was at a lost pressing against Kieda, their breasts mashing against one another as they pushed against each other in a tightly contested lock up. the roars of the crowd around them ringing in her ears as she tried her best to ignore them to the best of her ability. She grunted and groaned as she tried to overtake her opponent.

But then, something unexpected happened. Marissa's eyes widened as she felt the soft lips of Kieda's pressing against her's! Her blush intensified as she was at a lost, she may have been aware of stuff like this, but she was still too inexperienced to defend and react against a tactic! Her balance was lost as she stumbled back almost falling over before managing to stable herself, planting herself down as she shoved back, instinctively shoving her lips right back to Kieda's!

[SubtleRoar]

*The ineffably soothing impact Marrissa's lips had sent a tingling sensation down Kieda's backside- This wasn't a typical altercation for the enticed assassin, and yet, despite having never been so brash of straightforward about how she felt before, something seemed...right. She couldn't quite put her finger on the pulse of the reason as to why however; perhaps it was the thrill of the moment, as the intrigued onlookers encouraged their sentimental moment with horny cheering and applause, while the vast majority of women responded with "Awwww~" as if this had been something in the making throughout the entirety of the match.*

*Unfortunately for the blonde bombshell, this tender sensation wouldn't last- Kieda's overall goal was to achieve victory, and even though she felt as if she could melt in Marissa's presence at this very moment, the cerulean shadow was obstinate on letting absolutely nothing impede her from conquering anyone who stood in her way.* "Hnn...n..no hard feelings...~" *She tentatively recoiled, muttering with a shaky voice before subsequently delivering a rising knee into the bewildered blonde's solar plexus. As expected, the audience hissed and jeered at such a duplicitous act, which only lead to Kieda nonchalantly shrugging.* "What? You thought I actually LIKED this floozie?! Pffft, get real!" *She might have vehemently denied it, but her blush was all too genuine, and that was something she couldn't reduce the pigmentation of so easily.*

[TheManVan]

Marissa got lost in the moment with her lips pressed against Kieda, but just as things were getting too soft, it became really hard all of a sudden as a knee came slamming into her stomach. Her eyes widened as she pulled her head back to gasp out in pain, all of her breath leaving her lungs as she leaned forward, wrapping her arms around her stomach as she hunched in front of her opponent. "Ch...cheap move!" she let out, she couldn't believe that her opponent would stoop to using a kiss to distract her!

Really effectively at that.

Wheezing and gasping as the knee smacked right into her stomach that made getting back all of her breath even more difficult as the rest of her body felt weakened as the best she could muster was reaching up to wrap her arms around Kieda's waist to keep herself standing and the space between her and the blue-haired woman right.

[SubtleRoar]

"Hmmm, getting all sentimental on me now, are we~" *Using an immensely seductive tone to keep the blonde bombshell relatively hypnotized, Kieda clasped either side of Marissa's shapely hips in an effort to keep her centered, as the crowd began showing their disdain towards the cheeky shinobi with a cataclysm of boos and hisses. Slightly irked by just how irate the surrounding audience became towards her, Kieda promptly wedged the befuddled blonde's face directly into her breast cavity, casually smothering her before addressing the audience's grievances.*

"Oh, so now suddenly I'm the worst person ever huh?!" *She craned her neck and began scanning the spectators for whomever had first began jeering her.* "Did you ever think that she shouldn't have gotten so attached? Yeah, I didn't think so!" *While trying to prove her point, Kieda's concentration had been severed for the time being, allowing her staggered prey to potentially seize the opportunity that had been inadvertently presented before her.*