Bitter Rivals

[Teenwrestler]

The haughty Syrian would distract her male foe by her suggestive grinding of her body against his own. She had him pinned against the locker and the distraction was enough for him to leg his guard down allowing her to raise her knee up into his abdomen and knock the wind out of him. He would cry out in pain and double over in front of her while wrapping his arms around his own abdomen to stagger away while coughing. He would take in deep breath, walking away from her but she had other ideas. She would grab his head and yank him towards her to wrap her arm around his face to trap him in a front facelock submission.

"Urgh! Unhand me" he would protest while she would transition the facelock into a more painful guillotine chokehold. "Gugh! *cough*" Daisuke would gag and cough, squirming in the submission while trying to fight her off until suddenly he felt his briefs being grabbed and pulled. The embarrassing position left him in a rather compromising position where he was being choked and given a wedgie to make his briefs look more like a thong!

"Owww owww S-stop *cough* Gahhh! O-Okay, Okay, I-I submit" he would plead, frantically tapping her lower back to signal his submission.

[arktriumph]

Ossi pulled hard, both choking Daisuke and pulling his briefs up tight to further humiliate her foe with a wedgie. As she had hoped the combination of the two was quickly too much for the haughty male wrestler to withstand. She grinned deviously as she felt him tapping at her lower back to signal his submission.

"Pathetic," she sneered, allowing his briefs to snap back into place. Ossi laid a contemptuous slap across the Prince's backside before shoving him down to the floor. "You can give in any time, you arrogant buffoon./color]"

Taking a moment, Ossi adjusted her ruffled hair, smoothing down her thick locks and adjusting her underwear as she awaited Daisuke's response.

[Teenwrestler]

Just as it seemed like Daisuke was firmly going to take control of this private challenge, Ossi would turn the tides yet again by distracting the wrestling prince by grinding herself up against him before ensnaring him into a suffocating guillotine chokehold. The two battled it back and forth in the locker room as Ossi dragged him away from the locker to reach forward and grab the waistband of his briefs and yank it upwards to give him a rather embarrassing wedgie.

The pain and humiliation from the wedgie coupled with the submission was enough for Daisuke to admit defeat and tap out. The score was now 2-2 with neither looking to quit just yet despite being tired and suffering humiliating losses. Once he submitted, Ossi would release him to snap his briefs back in place before smacking his backside making him yelp!

Tossing him to the floor, Daisuke would cough and clutch his neck while glaring up at his former partner as she adjusted her hair and briefs. "Hah....hah....never! I will continue to wrestle you. We have all night" he said but clearly tired as well. He would adjust his briefs while still down on the floor.

[arktriumph]

Ossi rolled her eyes as Daisuke refused to submit. She was hardly surprised - the man's arrogance was often his downfall in their encounters, but this only gave her further opportunities to stamp her authority on the wrestling prince. She watched him adjust his briefs on the floor in front of her and gave a devious smile.

"Let me help you, my prince," she sneered, stepping forward and planting a boot square on his crotch and pressing down, aiming to humiliate the prince further. "I will wrestle for as long as it takes to make you admit I am better than you!" Then she would grab him by the hair and pull him to his feet, attempting to drag the Wrestling Prince through to the gym's sauna, where heat would blast the two wrestlers.

With sweat already glistening on her skin from the sauna, Ossi would try to position herself behind Daisuke and bend him into an abdominal stretch, grinding her hips against his backside as she did.

"You sure you won't submit, again?" she laughed, revelling in what she perceived to be full control of this match.

[Teenwrestler]

Just like Ossi, Daisuke was pretty persistent if anything. He would refuse to give in to someone whom he thought was inferior to him in every way especially in terms of wrestling ability. He was down on his back, tired, sweaty and exhausted as he adjusted his briefs after she had messed with them thanks to her humiliating wedgie. While he was busy trying to straighten them out she would press her boot against his crotch to press down. "Nrgh! Owww get your damn foot off me" he would protest trying to reach up to grab her boot to try and shove it off. As he leaned up though, the haughty Syrian would grab his hair and pull him up to his feet with him protesting and slapping at her wrists.

"W-wait stop! What are you? Nrgh let go of my hair damn it" he cursed trying to resist being dragged in the sauna but ultimately Ossi would have her way. The two were now locked in the sauna room as Ossi would get behind her former partner and cross her leg over his to bend him to the side while trapping him in an abdominal stretch submission. Daisuke's one arm and one leg were immobilized thanks to the submission and his abdomen felt like they were on fire thanks to the painful stretch.

"AHHHHHH" he moaned in pain. The heat from the sauna did not help at all, they were already tired and sweaty, and with the added heat and steam of the sauna he was now profusely sweating while feeling light headed thanks to the steam.

[arktriumph]

Ossi bent Daisuke sideways into the abdominal stretch hold, their bodies pressing tightly together in the heat of the sauna. She could feel herself getting light-headed as well from the heat, but she still maintained the upper hand. Daisuke's moan of pain was music to her ears as she took command of their stubborn encounter.

"Give up... Daisuke," she panted. "Give in... to your heiress."

As she spoke, she allowed one hand to trace down the sweat-slick torso of the Prince until she reached the bulge of his briefs. Unable to contain herself, Ossi let her fingers creep down, taking a gentle, teasing grip of Daisuke's manhood through the fabric of the briefs. Her grip tightened and she slowly eased the hold tighter, trying to inflict both pain and pleasure at the same time to overwhelm the reeling male.

"I will win," she crooned huskily. "You will lose. It's alright, just admit to yourself that you enjoy it."

[Teenwrestler]

Their intense rivalry continued as the two wrestled from the ring to various other parts of the gym until they found themselves in the relaxing sauna room. However, nothing was 'relaxing' about their visit to said sauna room because the two rivals continued to fight. Ossi had Daisuke trapped in the painful abdominal stretch hold, immobilizing his limbs while stretching his body to one side to painfully stretch his abdominal muscles. His brown skin glistening off sweat as he was drenched in it thanks to their fight plus the heat of the sauna. Ossi would not relent and instead would reach down to grab his crotch, giving it a firm squeeze to humiliate him on top of the submission.

"No! T-this cannot be!" he moaned trying to fight off the pain and pleasurable feeling against his former partner. However, in the end, it proved to be too much for Daisuke to handle and he would nod his head to signal his submission while tapping her thigh as well. "I-I submit! I give up" he moaned in pain. The wrestling prince, for the first time in this match, was behind in terms of submission gained but that really did not matter for the wrestler who would refuse to wrestle any longer would be the true loser of this match.

"Unhand me....I submit...." he said completely exhausted and sweat drenched from the fight in the sauna.

[arktriumph]

Ossi let out a breathless laugh as Daisuke helplessly protested his predicament, the prince unable to slip loose from her abdominal stretch hold. His body was stretched out in front of her and she pressed eagerly against him, keeping a firm, teasing grip on his bulging briefs as she tried to force his submission.

Soon it was more than the bumbling male could withstand and he began tapping at her glistening thigh, nodding to indicate his submission and demanding her to release him.

"Hmph, how feeble," she mocked. "You are all talk, as usual. Can't even escape a simple hold." With a snort, she gave his bulge a final, mischievous squeeze before shoving the prince away from her, letting him fall to the sauna floor. She straightened up and huffed out a breath, feeling dizzy from her exertions as she stood their, her bronze skin shining with sweat in the heat of the sauna as she waited for Daisuke to recover.

[Teenwrestler]

The longer the match went on, the more tired Daisuke would be. No doubt Ossi would feel the same way but there was a certain admirable stubbornness about her which outweighed Daisuke's own stubbornness. Despite the two haven't submitted to each other multiple times now, either wanted to refuse to wrestle the other for now. Ossi took advantage of that, dragging Daisuke to the sauna and without wasting time she would trap him in an abdominal stretch submission. She kept him there, stretching him and grabbing his briefs to give his crotch a squeeze. Pain, pleasure and perspiration was all he felt until he tapped out.

Ossi did let him go, letting him fall to the floor on his front. "Hah....Hah...." he panted, getting up on all fours as he tried to crawl out of the sauna room. "This is...crazy" he said, panting and trying to recover while figuring out a way what he could do to keep this woman out of his life! His briefs were all wedged up between his backside thanks to all the tugging and squeezing but for now he wanted to get away from his rival.

[arktriumph]

Panting heavily from her exertions, her body glistening with sweat, Ossi watched in satisfaction as Daisuke tried to crawl away from her after she forced his submission. He made for a pitiful sight, dragging his exhausted body away from her with his tight briefs wedged up between his cheeks after the tugging and battling the pair had been through.

"Oh, you've spent long enough in the sauna?" Ossi gasped. "Alright, let's go back to the gym, my prince!"

Ossi would catch up to the crawling Daisuke and grab his hair with one hand, his briefs with the other. Gritting her teeth with the effort, she would attempt to toss Daisuke out of the room, giving him a painful wedgie as she did so by yanking hard at his bottoms! If she managed it, she would send the prince sprawling out into the corridor beyond.

"You can give up ... any time!" Ossi declared as she set off in pursuit.