Big Trouble In Little China - Chun-Li vs. Sampson Obayana

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Regimented exercises routines as an Interpol Agent alongside her own strict adherence to her martial arts training ensured that Chun-Li possessed a certain degree of flexibility which enabled her some modicum of endurance to the spine contorting submission. Regrettably there was no such training regulation that entailed how best to overcome a wrathful behemoth with unscrupulous tactics straddled atop her like a barbaric beast of burden. Searing burns were becoming enflamed all throughout her massive legs as the gargantuan grappler strained Chun's tortured figure into a crescent moon shape, glistened perspiration shimmered off her mountainous thighs with certain camera angles capturing the anguish-laden submission in provocative ways that the Spring Orchid wouldn't exactly appreciate has she known about them.

She opted not to interpret Sampsons snide comment as a veiled jab at the seasoned martial artist's age since she'd had enough to cope with without being blinded by rage, except whatever contemplative blueprints Chun may have had towards escaping were deemed unnecessary via Sampson releasing the submission of his own accord. A feeble crumble of her lifeless legs meeting the canvas was accompanied with immediate relief throughout her fatigued physique until she was hefted upward. "Ngh..." Chun compelled into a sprinting slingshot into the turnbuckle that her back scarcely had time to settle against when a muscled mack truck was pancaked straight into her. Winded breaths were panted against Sampsons pectorals which the side of her face were squashed against for as long as her malicious adversary was pinned against her.