Not over till its over (For Scorn)

[Teenwrestler]

Having tried to reason with her before by trying to come up with an an agreement to settle their difference in a proper match and failing, Jacob went for the next thing which was submitting to her excruciatingly painful bearhug submission. Her was completely immobilized on the floor, his legs trapped, his body pinned and his core being tortured in the squeeze. The submission offered some relief to the Dominion member because Marissa did let up on her submission but not her position.

"Hah...fuck." he moaned while panting heavily. He had no answer to her taunts lest she get more pissed off and continue her squeeze. Marissa drove her head into the back of his head, it was more to assert her dominance than to hurt him but he still felt it against him. He had his teeth gritted in anger but he couldn't do anything for now.

The next thing he felt was her arms tighten around his body with his legs being unhooked, Marissa pulled the pair up and shifted to a kneeling position. "You got what you wanted...now leave me be...." sounding defeated and dejected.

[Devilish53]

Marissa had indeed earned that submission, with the fact that it was from a blindsiding escaping the Brit. She had forced the male to the ground all the same, and worked a breathless cry or two from him against his will. And now, Jacob could take no more.

A change to say the least to their meeting before the masses earlier.

"I'll leave you be alright..." Marissa snarled, forcing Jacob onto all fours, with her front to his prior to doing so. Now having Jacob on all fours before her, the Brit seemed adamant to squeeze what life he had left in him, as she hugged around him again!

This time from above, in inverted fashion, with her rock hard abs and small bust pressing to his back as she kept him there! Her head turned as to press her cheek to Jacob's lower back, as her arms locked again for some brutal vicing!

[Teenwrestler]

Jacob was livid that he had let his guard down to allow Marissa to simply barge into his locker room to blind side him. However, once Marissa had her clutches around Jacob he never really had any chance to fight back. The spiky haired Brit kept on him, squeezing him from all different angle's until he had no choice but to give in. His offers to settle this amicably or even in a wrestling ring was shunned and Marissa simply continued to hurt and squeeze the life out of him until he had finally submitted. He figured that is what she wanted, after giving her what he presumed she wanted the male wrestler would demand that she would leave him be but Marissa, once again, had different plans.

He laid there on his belly, panting heavily and a sweaty mess. Marissa was now facing his front, on her knees. She grabbed him to pull him up on all fours, he panted like a dog with sweat dripping off his body onto the floor. "Hah.....hah..." he panted, figuring she would do as she said but then all of a sudden she jumped on his back to once again trap him in yet another bearhug variant.

"ARGHHHHH W-what the? AHHHH" he screamed with her cheek pressed against her lower back. "S-stop it.....no more" Jacob begged, falling flat on his belly moments before she was on him and started to squeeze. Jacob was never woman-handled like this before and Marissa was completely dominating him.

[Devilish53]

Marissa was evidently enjoying crushing her male target, seemingly content to do so until he simply couldn't take any more. It was a good way to let off plenty of steam, which Marissa had to say the least given her recent weeks of pure struggle in and out of the LAW ring. And Jacob, she felt from their short interaction, deserved it.

With her own strained grunts and Jacob's howls of pain filling the room, Marissa looked to turn the sound up on both with quite the show of strength. Pulling at Jacob to once more force him up to all fours if but for a moment, Jacob could feel the grip from above be adjusted as Marissa wiggled her legs. As if she was looking for a stable position, from which to perform a hefty lift...

One that came a mere moment later, as Marissa's feral roar filled the room! Her legs shaking with strain, Marissa looked to pick Jacob up into what was a prime position from which to piledrive him. Only Jacob wouldn't be so lucky!

Instead she merely kept her grip with all its intensity, to further crush Jacob in that now inverted, lifted reverse bearhug!

[Teenwrestler]

The Dominion wrestler was not sure how much more he could take this. Marissa was not relenting at all, he had given her every possible submission he could even offering her a truce but there was nothing that could calm the anger that she was feeling right now. She was not going to let him off the hook and now Jacob was in deep trouble. After trapping him in a inverted bearhug on the ground, Jacob once again fell to the ground and offered yet another submission in hopes that the Brit would let him go.

His ribs were extremely sore and his breathing was restricted to the point he was feeling light headed and dizzy. Marissa would jerk him up onto fall fours, forcing a grunt from Jacob who could not offer any resistance at this point. Things were going to take get worse for the male when Marissa let out a loud battle cry to pull herself up on her feet and carry Jacob up in her arms in a reverse piledriver position. Jacob felt any moment his head would spike to the ground but it never happened.

"ARRGGHHH NOOOO! AHHHH" he yelled, legs and arms flailing about as Marissa kept a hold of him and continued to squeeze his sweat soaked and reddened core in a lifted reverse bearhug! "I-I SUBMIT!" he begged.

[Devilish53]

Marissa was sweating like crazy just to keep up the hold, never mind actively pull in on her arms. The hold didn't even need to go on for long before Jacob submitted again, in a more guttural and considerably louder tone than the first time. Though this time, it wouldn't benefit him at all.

"Save your breath, you fucking mouth piece...!" Marissa roared, rapidly blinking to try and clear the intense build up of sweat in her eye lids, with the pressure falling off of Jacob if just for a moment as she stumbled forward. Before pulling back, to bring stability back to the hold. Though even with her insane might, Marissa could only keep up a hold like this for so long.

And each second she did, brought a wider smile to the Brit's face. Even if for a long moment, Jacob found the pressure around his core going completely lax, Marissa didn't seek to release. Even holding Jacob like this served to bruise the mouthy males ego. Not to mention let the blood rush to his head.

[Teenwrestler]

The voice of Jacob's screams echoed around the whole locker room. The co-captain of the Dominion was being dominated by Marissa who was hell bent on making him pay for humiliating her in front of everyone. Now that the two were alone in the locker room, she was getting her revenge. After subjecting him through multiple bearhugs, she now had him in yet another one but by far the most unique variant. She had him trapped in a reverse lifted bearhug, ready to plant his head onto the floor for a piledriver but instead held onto him and squeezed the life out of him.

Sweat dripped off his body onto the floor while the Spiky haired Brit held onto him. Soon, the squeezing faded away and she simply held onto him as if she was proving a point or looking just to hurt his ego and let the blood rush to his head. No doubt it was working, Jacob's male ego was crushed and he offered little to no resistance while suspended upside down.

"Arghh! J-just...let me go!" he said, almost begging.

[Devilish53]

Marissa wanted to lock Jacob in every variation of the squeeze that she could think of - with some variations so absurd that they likely wouldn't see use in a standard wrestling match. But this was no standard match, or rather, Jacob was no longer in a state to continue fighting. Had this indeed been a match before the masses, Marissa would have been able to go for the pinfall long ago. Not to mention the fact that Jacob had already verbally given in, multiple times now!

Releasing if but roughly, to shove Jacob onto his front against the bench, Marissa felt it only natural given her position with what came next. That being her thighs promptly clamping around the head of the target she had just kept suspended in such an awkward fashion - to straddle his head and squeeze down upon it, as her hands pressed tight to Jacob's lower back to keep him flat against the bench!

[Teenwrestler]

Jacob was going to remember this day for sure. Whether it was because he would seek revenge against Marissa or purely because he would remember this as the most painful days he had in his wrestling career. Marissa was simply dominating him without relenting. Putting him in many variations of the bearhug just to show that he messed with the wrong woman in the gym. Despite all of his pleadings and submissions, Marissa was not happy. She wanted to hurt him more and that is exactly what she was going to do. Holding him in the reverse piledriver position without squeezing, in the end she finally let him go and shove him onto the bench on his front.

"Uuuughhh....just stop" he said, sweat dripping off his body onto the floor as he laid there, unmoving. His head was hanging low as it was just outside the edge of the bench, making it a perfect target for Marissa to clamp her thighs around it. She leaned forward, pressing her hands down on his lower back to keep him pinned to the bench.

"Guuughh! Owwww....." he moaned, immediately bringing his hands up to begin tapping her lower back.

[Devilish53]

No amount of tapping nor verbal submitting was going to save Jacob - the point of revenge for the Brit had long since passed. This was if anything, catharsis!

Shutting her eyes as she flexed over and over again, squeezing Jacob's head like a watermelon between her thighs, only to let up for a moment before then repeating, there was nothing resembling gratification coming from her dominance of her male foe. No, Marissa's lack of success in the ring was being worked out on her unfortunate male target, as Marissa seemed intent on putting Jacob through several different vice-like squeezes for every loss she had taken in the ring.

Continuing her torture, Marissa slowly but surely stood up straight, with her hands now to her sides as her thighs continued to squeeze on. All the whilst a good bead of sweat began to run down the entirety of her body. Dominating Jacob was evidently quite the work out!