Trent Masters vs. Tina Kelly - A Model Wrestler?

[Teenwrestler]

Despite pulling off a great maneuver, Tina was still struggling to recover. After breaking out of the bridge pin, Trent rolled over onto his side and clutched his back whilst wincing in pain. Tina was not in a better condition, she was slow to recover while laying on her back with a hand on her stomach. She panted heavily but didn't seem to show any urgency to get up.

This allowed Trent to get up first and when he did, Tina was still down sitting on a seated position. Trent dove in once more, driving his knee into the small of her back whilst she was seated and kept his knee pressed against her back. His hands would go around her chin, securing it tightly while using said grip to pull her head back while her back grinded against his knee.

Having secured her in a chinlock, once again Trent was in the driving seat. "You can't win....just admit it" he hissed.

[SimplyWoo]

"Ahhhh!" T.K. cried out as her fists rose up to her sides, clenching them as she felt Trent ram his knee into her back. She then felt his hands grip his chin and pull her head back as she groaned out in pain. She gripped at each of his wrists with her hands as she let out a grunt of effort she managed to pry his hands away from her face, however she could feel him trying to pull his grip back in. She winced as she strained to keep his hands away, at the same time she was trying to push herself back up to her feet, in the process this caused Tina to push his arms down a bit as she rose back up to her feet with her back pressed against the front of Trent. With this positioning Trent would have to raise his arms up to try to continue to close his grip to get around her chin, or he could take a shortcut as his hands were in a perfect position to wrap around her stomach, either way. T.K. was struggling to keep Trent from locking her up as a cute lower lip bite of worry showed on her face.

[Teenwrestler]

Trent had to give her credit, she could sure take a beating. The Masterpiece was firmly in control of this match and despite all his efforts. Tina was taking it like a champ and refusing to submit or back down from the Masterpiece. Even as his knee drove into her back and he attempted to lock in a chinlock, the female wrestler would grab his wrists and pry them off her chin to secure his hands with hers. From there, she shuffled around to slowly push back up on her feet while controlling his hands with hers.

This caused Trent's body to press against Tina's. His sweaty soaked front would grind against her back as the two wrestlers grappled it out for supremacy. "Argh impossible" Trent groaned as Tina matched him in strength. Letting his own ego go, Trent would instead opt low and break free from her grip, instead looking to wrap his arms around her waist from behind in a reverse bearhug now.

"Hah...you put up a good fight. I have you now...just give up" he moaned in her ear, clearly Trent was starting to feel the effects of this match as well. The Masterpiece squeezed her hard, his body red hot and sweaty from all this action.

[SimplyWoo]

Tina cried out in pain as Trent managed to secure his arms around her body and giving her a tight squeeze. One hand cupped against Trent's wrists as her other arm rose up into the air, reaching up and back as she cupped her hand against the back of Trent's neck pulling Trent's face down as she pressed the side of her face against his own. "Nhhh, I can't quit...I won't..." She said, though the way it sounded, it almost seamt like she was trying to convince herself. As he squeezed her, her rear brushed side to side against Trent's lap as her body was grinding against Trent's own. She released cupping Trent's neck as she tried something else, she twisted her upper body around to face more towards him as she her right arm curved around the left side of his neck, trying to push with her arm as she squirmed her lower body fiercely, struggling to try to twist her body to face him once more to try to be once more in a frontal bearhug.

[Teenwrestler]

It was a strange feeling, Trent was firmly in control yet somehow he felt he was nowhere close to winning against this stubborn model. He squeezed her harder and harder which inadvertently causing their warm, sweat slicked bodies to grind rather suggestively. Tina's arm would grab his wrists while the other would go behind his head and grab his neck, pulling his head forward until their faces were pressed against each other. Trent was getting slightly flustered by all this close contact, he was so close to her lips as her rear grinding against his lap and close to his crotch.

Still, the Masterpiece attempted to focus despite all the suggestive grinding. "Arghh! W-why....I don't understand. Why don't you give up?" he moaned softly as Tina squirmed and wriggled around until she faced him, face to face. Trent continued to squeeze, now in a frontal bearhug. He buried his face against the side of her neck trying to focus on squeezing the life out of her until she submitted or passed out.

"What's it going to *huff* take....to make you give?" he whispered, breathing hotly against her neck.

[SimplyWoo]

"Nhhh, cuddling for a lot longer then this." Tina managed to joke, despite her situation, she was glad to be facing him again, but it definitely took a lot of energy to do so. As he breathed on her neck one hand cupped into his hair again as her other hand traced, almost in a caress up against his bicep. She was breathing hotly against the side of his face as she panted and a squeeze caused her to release a moan close to his ear. The hand that caressed his arms then rose up into the air, but with each passing moment it was starting to lower as it looked like Tina was on the verge of passing out in his embrace.

[Teenwrestler]

Grunting in effort, the Masterpiece continued to squeeze the life out of the model wrestler. His arms were locked around her waist tight, he was focused on squeezing her out cold if she was too stubborn to submit. Their sweat soaked bodies would grind against each other, her breasts would be mushrooming against his pectoral muscles while they oddly cuddled into each other. His face pressed against her neck while her face grinded against the side of his face and the two ended up mushing against each other.

Her hands wandered aimlessly, caressing his hair and feeling his bulging biceps before waving in the air and lowering down. "You're strong, I'll admit but...you're not good enough to beat me yet. Rest easy, you fought well but...its over" he moaned in her ear, figuring this was the end.

[SimplyWoo]

Tina slumped a little more into him as her moans were weakening the longer she was trapped in his embrace. Soon she found herself resting the side of her face against his shoulder as her eyelids fluttered then slowly closed. Her arms fully went limp and T.K. was already on her feet. The ref walked over, examining her as he patted her hand a few times to see if there was any response. To which there was none. He then shrugged as he then grabbed her hand by the wrist and lifted it up into the air and then release it, watching T.K.'s arm swing back down to the ground. "That's one."

[Teenwrestler]

The Masterpiece continued his dominating performance, squeezing the life out of the model who had been so influential towards the crowd. The crowd was now silent as they watched Tina slump onto Trent completely and was not offering any response, her hands fell by her side and her eyes were shut tight. It seemed as if the model wrestler was out cold. Regardless, the bell had not rung and Trent was smarter than that he refused to relent his squeezing and continued to tighten his vice like grip.

He leaned in to kiss her neck. "You put up a good fight. Its over now, rest easy" he would say as the referee would grab her arm and watch it drop down by her side as he counted "ONE".

[SimplyWoo]

The ref pulled T.K.'s wrist back up to the air once more, holding it for a good few moments before releasing it to watch it fall down in it's limp position once more. "That's two, one more and the match is over." It was at this point the crowd was now chanting. "T.K., T.K., T.K.." In unison along with some claps and stomps, trying to aid in waking her up as the ref lifted her arm for the final time. It was at this moment that the ref released and Tina's arm started to fall back down, 25 percent of the way back towards the limp position, 50, 75, 80, 90, 95, and it was at this moment that Tina's arm stopped in it's place, her fists clenching as she rose her arm up into the air, followed by her other arm, rising up to her sides as she clenched her fists, shaking them as she opened her eyes and lifted her head up, letting her limbs shake to get her blood stirring as T.K. was wide awake once more as the crowd erupted. She was still in trouble and trapped in Trent's bearhug though, and she cupped her hands on Trent's chin to try to push on it once more as one heel left the ground to rise up behind her.