No Mercy! - Iria Luna vs Daisuke Takeuchi

[MsIshtar]

Mounting Daisuke after she splashed him down, Iria didn't lose a moment to take the initiative to continue the offense, ignoring his protests as she would use his shoulders as leverage to perform a handstand. Her curvy figure beatifully standing in a still, perpendicular way before she abruptly brought herself down, her fingers firmly clasping around her foe's shoulders to not let him get away as she drop both of her knees against his chiseled midriff!

*Smack!* With a loud strike, the blonde dug the pointy ends of her knees against Daisuke well-toned and hard-worked abs, knowing fully well that no amount of training could protect him from that vicious double knee drop. Her lips curled up in a wicked grin as heard him cry, watching as saliva squirted out off the prince's mouth after the blow. Things were definitely getting heated between the two of them, but the Champion wanted to scorch him up, she wasn't going to stop her onslaught yet! Usually, Iria would have gone now for a flashy move to set up her opponent and pump out the audience, but instead would go for something practical as she would roll herself to the side and attempt to catch up Daisuke's arm now that he was reeling in pain from the pain. "Let's see how you take this!" If she had her way, the blonde would clasp both of her long and thick thighs all around his muscular biceps and straighten herself out against the canvas, seeking to lock the challenger in a tight armbar as she would twist his arm between her own while pushing it against the soft flesh of her boobs, really starting to work and stretch him out in the hold!

[Teenwrestler]

While being pinned down to the mats, he tried to push her off but the golden witch would perform an impressive handstand over Daisuke, holding onto his shoulders to lift herself up with her feet in the air. She gave it some hangtime to impress the crowd before coming down onto the wrestling prince's abdomen to drive the wind out of him. He let out a loud moan in pain, gasping for air while she would not let up at all in her offense. Iria would taunt her former lover, looking to roll herself to the side while grabbing his arm while he was still howling in pain. From there, she would lay across him with his arm trapped in between her legs and placed against her chest. She squeezed his arm and pulled it away towards her in a painful armbar.

"AHHHHHHH" he screamed in pain, shaking his head while using his free hand to strike at her thighs again and again- hoping she would loosen the hold up. Daisuke was writhing in pain but continued to scratch, claw and strike at her thighs as he gritted his teeth, trying to bear the pain for as long as he could. The prince attempted to roll to the other side, kicking his feet against the mat to try and move as much as he could to find a way out.