Throat Goats - Audrey Trovita v. Russell Reyes [D] - Oral Only Submission Match

[FreestylePoet]

Russell was the kind to move before he thought. But now he had time enough to write that little equals sign next to 1 + 1. It didn't take long to get to 2.

A tapout wouldn't be enough to end this match. That didn't just mean he had a choice prize waiting for him at the end of this one. It also meant he couldn't squeeze the life out of Audrey to get her to submit. She needed access to that prize of her own, and while there were some absolute behemoths in this locker room, no shot could any of them cross this kind of distance. The omoplata wouldn't do; it just put too much distance between Audrey and Russell's groin.

Not that it wasn't fun to watch her struggle a bit. He smiled at her, gave a nonchalant wave, and even scratched his chin a bit as he considered his next options.

Finally, he tapped himself on the forehead. "Ohhh, I get it. Look, I don't feel any type of way about my size, but it'd be hard for anyone to reach like this. Mind if I help?" Russell opened his legs. He wasn't one for crotch smothering, or anything like that -- little crass, even for a sexfighter, wasn't it? -- but c'mon. It was basically in the rules. If Audrey didn't react fast enough, in just a moment, he'd snap his legs back closed, this time with both around her head -- and her face stuffed onto his groin! But it was an open pose, ripe for an escape, if only for a brief moment.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Of all the moves she'd endured so far, this was... not the worst. Still unpleasant by every definition of the word, but it still gave her control of most of her limbs. For what little use they were in helping her escape, it could have been far less comfortable. And, she had to admit despite the reddish hue on her cheeks, far more embarrassing.

If anything, the lack of immediate extreme pain or humiliation made room for other feelings, instead. Frustration, for one. He waved at her like he was greeting an old friend he'd passed by at the mall or something. Too easy. She was practically letting him win!

And she knew what was waiting for her if that happened.

As if to drive that point home, Russell repositioned, preparing to pull her face right down into his crotch. The redhead's eyes went wide as a wave of panic rushed through her.

But wait - there! Russell had to shift his legs to get them behind her head - which meant she wasn't being choked anymore. Spurred on by sudden desperation, Audrey yanked her hand free and jerked her whole body backwards - with any luck, surprising Russell enough to break his grip and position herself outside the reach of his legs.

Should she manage that, Audrey would react before she really thought about what she was doing; she'd scoot around to her opponent's side, throw one leg over his body, and crawl her way up to his face - where she would lower herself down, skirt and all, trapping Russell's face under her crotch, instead!