Daisuke Takeuchi vs Jazmine DeLuxe (D) - Royal Reckoning

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Jazmine couldn't help herself. Seeing the Wrestling Prince reduced to squirming mess beneath her breasts was far too satisfying. The rookie shifted her weight deeper into the grind, their bodyheat intermingling as the wet slap of her body rubbing overtop of his permeated every layer of the grapevine hold. If this had been a normal match, Daisuke would have surely been pinned by now. But given this was a humiliation submission match, Jazmine was free to relish the hold for as long as she pleased. Even if Daisuke passed out, it wouldn't stop her from having her fun!

"C'mon now, where'd the prince go?" she teased, giving his trapped legs another deliberate painful stretch. "C'mon, baby. Tell all these people how you're gonna make me quit."

The arena erupted with laughter and cheers as Jazmine glanced up toward the camera, flashing it a cocky wink. She soaked in every bit of the reaction. This was exactly what she'd imagined when she'd signed with LAW. Thousands of people chanting her name while one of the company's established stars was trapped underneath her, begging for mercy.

"Y'all see this?" she called out toward the audience. "I told y'all I was gonna make him my bitch!"

She laughed again, clearly enjoying herself, and gave the grapevine another squeeze. But Rather than keeping both of Daisuke's wrists pinned securely overhead, Jazmine decided to show off a little. Her breasts relieved themselves of her opponent's face as she lifted one hand towards Daisuke's hair, tugging his scalp forward to display his pained face like a trophy towards the cameras. The other hand formed a fist displayed proudly in the air, encouraging the crowd to get even louder. She wanted the cameras to capture every second of the humiliation. She wanted Daisuke to hear every cheer at his expense.

"Why don't you do us all a favor and just quit already? I don't want to chip any more nails beating your ass."