Daisuke Takeuchi vs Jazmine DeLuxe (D) - Royal Reckoning

[JustAUnicorn]

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."

[Teenwrestler]

The whole crowd did erupt in cheers as this unknown rookie was taking the fight to Daisuke. She wasn't some average run of the mill girl who simply cashed cheques that her mouth could not cash. No, she was the real deal. The prince struggled to breathe under her as she had him captured. His arms pinned over his head, his legs stretched wider and wider. The cameras zoomed in at their crotches, the fabric of their bottoms being stretched to the limit. Daisuke's groans continued as he felt the stretch in his groin going far much than he could bear, meanwhile Jazmine looked like she could stretch their legs further.

Her breasts mushroomed against his face. Pressing against his nose and mouth, leaving no room to breathe. He mumbled and moaned, having forced to take in her scent as he struggled for every breath of fresh air. "FMFMFMFMM....MFMFMFMFM" he mumbled, bridging up and down, shaking left and right. He was clearly desperate to escape. Not only was he unable to breathe but the whole arena and the folks at home were seeing the prince utterly humiliated as the cameras zoomed in on their position.

However, an opportunity arose for him. She released his wrists and grabbed his hair, forcing her chest off his face to lift him up. Jaz taunted her rival, showing him off as a piece of trophy that she conquered. "Ugh....*cough*" Daisuke panted, taking a second to catch his breath. His face reddened and sweaty while she showed off.

"Ughh screw you" he roared, looking to rear his forearm back and strike it against her jaw to stun her. If that worked, he would bridge up and jerk to the side to roll the two over and escape the grapevine and smother. Now that he was on top, it was time for payback. This time, he would grapevine her legs to immobilize them. Of course, he couldn't replicate the breast smother so he would press his palms against her mouth and nose for a handsmother, looking to knock her out if she did not choose to submit!

"Oh how the tables have turned Jaz...." he said with a smirk.

[JustAUnicorn]

With all the strain she was putting on her opponent's body plus all the embarrassment she was causing him, Jazmine was sure that the Wrestling Prince was on the verge of submitting. Which is why she felt confident enough to release the hold a bit in order to allow his lips to mumble words of surrender while she gloated overtop of him. Instead, Daisuke's forearm smashed across her jaw.

"Ngh...!"The sharp crack echoed through the arena, snapping her head to the side and sending her sprawling off balance. A startled gasp escaped her as the stars dancing across her vision replaced the confidence she'd been wearing only moments ago.

Before she could reassert the grapevine again, Daisuke exploded into motion. His hips bridged off the canvas while he twisted hard to one side, rolling through the opening he'd created. Jazmine tried to post with one hand to stop the momentum, but their legs were still tangled together. The pair rolled across the mat in a blur before the Wrestling Prince came out on top, finally freeing his legs from hers. he wove his legs through hers, trapping them in a tight grapevine that spread her base apart and stole the leverage she'd been relying on all match. Her eyes widened as she realized he'd turned her own idea against her! Now it was her nether regions that was spread out wide, her tight briefs doing little to protect her womanhood from the peering gaze of the cameras and crowds.

"Cute..." she muttered through clenched teeth, still refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing her panic. "Guess you can learn a thing or two."

Jazmine barely got the words out before Daisuke immediately went to cover her mouth and nose. Her eyes finally widened in panic as she realized what her opponent was trying to do. If Jazmine was too stubborn to quit, Daisuke was just going to have to knock her out! Jazmine struggled against his grip, trying to kick out her legs and buck off her oppressor with all her might, but it was to no avail. She could feel her oxygen slowly depleting as she got weaker and weaker, her eyes piercing deeply into those of her rival's as she fought to stay conscious!

[Teenwrestler]

It was lucky that Jazmine decided to give Daisuke that break. That was all he needed in order to escape from a position where he was almost ready to give up. Jazmine's own arrogance was going to cost her now, after all- she was still a rookie and there was a lot more for her to learn. This would be her first lesson. After clocking her in the jaw with a forearm strike, he would buck and the two rolled over with Daisuke ended up being on top. The prince would ensnare his legs around hers, just like she did to him, spreading them wide. The cameras zoomed in on the intimate pose with his crotch grinding down on top of hers.

To her credit, she tried to stay composed. Not giving him the satisfaction of showing that she was panicking. "Oh I can do much more than that babe" he mocked her. Leaning his upper body forward, he began to press both palms against her face, smothering her. He made sure there was no room left to breathe as his sweaty palms tightened around her mouth and nose. Unlike Jazmine though, he would not relent. He would not make the mistake that she did.

"Hah....you wrestled a good match but its over. Just give it up, you cant win this...."

[JustAUnicorn]

It was often said that Jazmine's ego was her biggest weakpoint. Not that she cared all that much. her ego was what gave her that drive to conquer, that ambition to rise to the occasion when the moment called for it. And when she did manage to pull off the impossible, you bet your sweet ass she was going to gloat about it. But this time she seemed to take her bragging too far, leading to an opening where Daisuke had flipped the script, and Jazmine could feel her eyes start to roll back, her state of mind on the verge of passing out!

She had to do something, anything, to get out of this position before Daisuke smothered her for good. She coughed and gagged beneath Daisuke's sweaty palms, his thick bulge pressed up right against her barely covered womanhood. Her eyes searching frantically for an answer, when suddenly it hit her. If she couldn't get out from underneath her opponent, then she was going to bring her opponent down to her. With her last bit of strength, Jazmine recomposed her limbs. Her arms stopped flailing by her sides, instead reaching up to grab the back of Daisuke's head with both hands.

Her fingers curled around his hair, gripping onto his scalp in order to assert complete control. If she succeeded in controlling his head, Jazmine would then reel her opponent's head downward, while at the same time propelling her forehead forwards, aiming to smash the crest of her head right into Daisuke's nose with a headbutt!