Daisuke Takeuchi Vs. Eileen Sommers - Calling It Quits

[Devilish53]

When Daisuke went down, Eileen lunged at the male, quicker than a shark moving in blood-infested water. Though, given the duo were somewhat pleasant with the idea of trying to squeeze the other one silly using a variety of means, Eileen had little intent on diving on Daisuke from the front. Pivoting on her right, she'd seek to swing in from the side, arms low and seemingly trying to ram her hefty bust into the top half of her male nemesis.

From there on, how Daisuke fell didn't really matter to her. So long as she did. And she was atop, of course.

[Teenwrestler]

Half-way back up on his feet, Daisuke felt a stiff strike against his face- one that made him stagger back and fall flat on his ass. He would rub his cheek and glare up at Eileen, calling her a bitch straight up at the disrespectful move. Eileen would pay no attention to his name calling, instead she would lunge at the brief clad prince and pivot to right as she went down, ramming her chest against his face while getting her arms low around him.

"Mmfff!!" he moaned as he went down on his back, with Eileen ending on top of her downed male foe. Daisuke would wriggle and squirm under her, he knew that the two were always intent of squeezing each other into submission and this one would be no different. The wrestling prince would refuse to be out-squeezed against this woman. "Y-you are an insufferable woman! Get off" he growled as he looked to jerk around.

[Devilish53]

Eileen had every intention of squeezing her male foe until he couldn't see straight, but eventually, mind. Right now, there was both humiliation to befall her male foe, and pain to unleash!

Baring her teeth, focusing on the task of subduing her male arch-rival over firing back a verbal response, Eileen looked to press herself across Daisuke soon enough as opposed to directly across him. If all went well, she'd have her legs over the arm nearest to them, whilst her arms held Daisuke's opposing mitt, seeking something of a grounded crucifix restraint, with her hefty bosom pressing into his chest and chin!

[Teenwrestler]

Right now Eileens action was something of a predator toying with her prey. She would use unorthodox moves to take him down on his back, smacking her body and bust against his head to knock him down on his back in a rather humiliation fashion.

Eileen had not even demanded once from Daisuke, to say the words “I Quit” in the mic yet as she had much more planned. Once down on his back, Eileen would spread her body directly across Daisuke in a cross body pin. Trapping his arm in between her leg and the other was pinned down to the mat by her arms. His arms were stretched away from his shoulders with him being in a crucifix position.

“Arrghhh! And just what do you wish to prove from this you vile woman? HUH?! Urghhh will pinning me like this give you satisfaction” he moaned, frustrated at being out-grappled by the woman who he despises.

[Devilish53]

There was little Eileen could do but further restrain Daisuke in this posture, given the male beneath her was far too invigorated for her to try the unorthodox tactic of stretching his arms out as far as they'd go. And pins, needless to say, were not in effect.

"That you're nothing...And I can beat you anytime I wanted!" Her head tilting in an effort to make sure Daisuke saw that evil grin, as Eileen tensed just to ensure her male foe knew she had him locked rather tightly! Her large orbs grinding across his front as the two struggled on the canvas!

[Teenwrestler]

Daisuke heard those words well, he gritted his teeth and glared back at her when she titled her head back to watch him struggle. "You...." he simply replied to her comment. The wrestling prince was in a position one would call far from dignified. With his arms and legs trapped and Eileen pressing down on him in a cross body pin.

There were no pins, nor was this a submission good enough to make him quit- which was exactly the problem. Daisuke was frustrated that he was pinned down like that, he couldn't do much but struggle. There were no consequence, just Eileen making a point that she can control him. Daisuke would once again use his hips to buck up and kick his legs, while trying to move his body left and right and tried to struggle and force his way out by perhaps tiring her out.

"Arghh when I escape this, Eileen, I promise I will squeeze you until you have no choice but to quit" he hissed.

[Devilish53]

Eileen's hold itself was never going to end the match, yet still she held it against all that bucking. Pinning Daisuke like this, hearing him cry and roar. it was simply too good to end so early! Or at least, so she hoped, as the male beneath her finally bucked an arm free. Not to be haplessly caught out, Eileen didn't seek to lock it again, given she knew Daisuke would wiggle like a snake to keep that limb free. Instead, she'd roll in the direction of Daisuke's head, grinning outright as she felt her great underboob and toned midriff slide across his face, until finally releasing her crucifix outright.

"So much barking...you really are just a useless dog..!" She'd snarl, sat on her rear in the most nonchalant of manners, as she looked to give a rough push-kick to the Wrestling Princes noggin' from where she sat!

[Teenwrestler]

The wrestling prince would do his best to buck up, bridge up his lower body and kick his legs up in an attempt to jerk Eileen off of him. The German wrestler would ride the storm well for a few moments but eventually, Daisuke's arm would slip free and Eileen would relinquish her hold, sliding off his body. Her underboob and abs brushed against his face. The wrestling prince would shake his head before sitting up on his butt, taking a moment to roll his shoulders and loosen up his arms.

Not realizing how dangerously close Eileen was, he wasn't afforded too much time to rest up as he felt a stiff kick right against the side of his head. "Guuugghhh" he cried out in pain as he was forced to go down on his side and clutch his head. Daisuke would begin to slowly roll away from Eileen while massaging the side of his head, looking to gain some distance between her for now.

[Devilish53]

Eileen was happy to let Daisuke roll after that kick, but any further, and the redhead began to move herself. On all fours, pursuing at a leisurely if still effective pace and appearing almost predatory, the redhead sought to assume her posture behind the males back the moment he had stopped rolling, this time to lock him up yet again!

"You're going no-where...I'll hear those words...and I'll hear them soon!" Her hands seeking to wrap around the neck of the poor Wrestling Prince from behind, Eileen sought to slip her figure snugly behind his. Breasts and firm midriff to his back, Eileen would then begin to bare down; squeezing the head and neck of her foe back into her for all he was worth, with her legs snaking purely to get a even more dominating grip on him!

[Teenwrestler]

Having managed to wriggle and squirm his way out of Eileen's cross body pin, the wrestling prince now found himself reeling from a vicious kick straight to his face which he received as a parting gift from Eileen during his escape. Clutching his face, Daisuke would roll away from Eileen and attempted to make his way towards the nearest ring ropes.

When Eileen sensed that Daisuke was moving further away from her, she would quickly get up on all fours and chase him, at her own leisure and speed. Eventually, Eileen caught up to the prince who was down on his side. Eileen would slip herself against his back, wrapping her arm around his neck while her legs wrapped around his waist to control him. "You?! Insufferable....woman...Nngghh *cough* Guugh" he would groan. Daisuke wriggled about as hard as he could, jerking up and down as his arms flailed about. Daisuke would reach back towards her hair, looking to grab a fistfull and yank on them. "L-let go...Ughhh" he struggled.