Berserk Gym Training Session

[Arjuna]

Hearing Mizuki's suggestion, Misaki gave it some thoughts before she nodded. "Sure. I'll see what I can show you." So, with Mizuki releasing her, Misaki would get ready to exchange positions with her student.

Now that Mizuki had taken her place, Misaki would do what Mizuki was doing earlier. But instead of going for a headscissor right away, she would try to seize her hands first, making sure to restrain them first before getting her legs around her head. "I reckoned that you could at least do something about your opponent's arms first so that they won't interfere with you trying to lock in the hold," she told Mizuki as she would attempt to tighten the headscissor around her head.

[ragaz]

Once Misaki nodded, Mizuki immediately laid down and did not resist when the coach's admittedly beautiful legs slid under and over her neck. Mizuki moved her arms to block Misaki's legs from clamping down on her throat, but before everything came into place, Mizuki felt her arms being grabbed and pulled away.
"Eeeh!?" Mizuki was both surprised and shocked. "What are youghhrrkkh?!"
It felt more like a scolding than a lecture as Misaki spoke while choking the life out of the confused recruit.

There were a few things Mizuki could do, but she did a rookie mistake of going into panick mode, violently trying to tug her arms back. Mizuki's body was bridging up and down as if that was supposed to help her in some way...

[Arjuna]

Just as expected, Mizuki struggled while attempting to pull her arms back, and Misaki responded by tightening the hold around her neck. "Calm down. Try to figure out a way to escape from this." She wanted to see if Mizuki could figure out a solution to this, though she also wouldn't begrudge her if she tapped out. Whether Mizuki could escape or tap out, Misaki wanted to see it. "And if you can't handle it, just tap." She added.

[ragaz]

Now in grappling, Mizuki did have some skill in grappling and wrestling, unlike all other forms of combat. However, being caught so off-guard and her relatively low experience made her forget what skill she had.
Mizuki panicked as she felt the imminent danger of being choked out. Her arms being unable to block Misaki's legs due to being held by her's truly. Her oxygen supply was getting more and more cut off by the second. The rookie's muscles were developed to the extent where even her neck muscles alone could offer at least a little bit of protection against such attack, but Mizuki was still in deep shit. ''Ghhrkk..'' She was letting out some weird choking sounds.
Mizuki was blown away by Misaki's suggestion of tapping, which she couldnt do, since her arms were captured and she couldn't verbally submit due to being choked silly.
Misaki must've been trolling her or something, which instead of calming Mizuki down as instructed, it made Mizuki temporarily enraged. Mizuki would make a wild attempt to push her feet against the mat with everything she had to try and make a full backwards roll.
Regardless whether it failed or succeeded in rolling them over, Mizuki would proceed to try and pull her arms free like a wild beast, with immense strength.

[Arjuna]

Misaki continued observing Mizuki as she tried to roll over. Fortunately for Mizuki, she was much bigger than Misaki, thus much stronger than her physically. With enough effort, she was able to pull her arms free, though Misaki would continue subjecting Mizuki in the headscissor, though with Mizuki's effort to roll them over, the hold had loosened somewhat.

[ragaz]

Increasingly suffocated grunts were heard from Mizuki as she pried her arms free with brute force. The free hands then immediately grasped Misaki's upper leg and began prying away at that leg, lessening the squeeze on her.
That gave Mizuki some much needed time and renewed vigor. The rookie was able to tap now, but this little success increased her confidence and she focused her efforts at escaping the hold.

Before her hands were free, there were several failed attempts to roll backwards, but now she was in a better position and made her best try yet. With a strained grunt, Mizuki rolled backwards.
"Ggnnkhh!" Mizuki still found herself in a silly position, but soon she pushed her body a bit forward and her head down so that the top of her head was touching the mat. This way at least, Misaki's legs weren't on top and below Mizuki, but more on the sides. Mizuki's head looked more like a cat's head stuck in a jar.
However, now the athlete was able to use her hands to push those legs to the opposite sides while pulling her head out.

In her desperate state, Mizuki was able to pull off se decent moves, even if that was probably not what the coach intended/expected her to do.
Ultimately, this would be decided by brute force. Her face red and low on oxygen, her muscles weakened as a result, Mizuki would give an all or nothing attempt, pushing those legs apart with everything she had and pulling her head out at the same time, which would slip out if Mizuki succeeded in making enough space between Misaki's legs.

But if Mizuki wasn't able to make that space with her available strength, she would tap on Misaki's thigh before she'd get choked into unconsciousness.

[Arjuna]

With Mizuki rolling over, Misaki tried to maintain the headscissor even as the hold had become somewhat loosened. She continued observing Mizuki to see what she was about to do next. She could see Mizuki relying on her physical strength to brute force her way out of the hold, and Misaki saw no problem with that. Of course, Misaki wasn't planning to make this any easier for her either as she would keep the hold locked in.

Little by little, Mizuki started to pry Misaki's legs apart, and eventually, she managed to free herself. Nodding to herself, Misaki rolled herself over after Mizuki freed herself from the headscissor. Getting herself on her knees, she looked at Mizuki, who was no doubt exhausted from the ordeal. "Good work. And sorry about that. Are you okay?" Misaki asked the former Olympian, hoping she wasn't too hurt.

[ragaz]

"gghhnkk!!! Booaahhh! huhh huff huuuggh..." Mizuki huffed and gasped for air after finally pulling her head out from Misaki's legs that Mizuki started to consider as lethal weapons.
"Oh god huhh... I thought I was a goner... You've got amazing legs, coach. "Mizuki would comment while trying to get her breathing back in order. One hand on the mat, the other massaging her throat and neck.

Sitting on her knees, she turned to her sensei.
"Yes... Yes, I'm alright!" Mizuki started unenthusiastically, but then she realized that she needed to push onwards through all the hardship if she wanted to get better. And so her eyes ignited with determination.
"I wish to continue, senpai!"

[Arjuna]

Misaki smiled upon seeing the enthusiasm that Mizuki displayed. "Well, that's nice that you still want to continue, but let's pick this up some other time. I don't think your body can handle the strain if we keep this up." She stretched up, feeling a little drained herself. "And you gotta remember that I'm not exactly a perpetual machine monster who can keep active without stopping, you know?" She grinned wryly at the former Olympian.

"Recovery is essential for growth. Once you're properly rested, we can continue this." Misaki told Mizuki. "I can even show you something interesting next time."

[ragaz]

Mizuki was sitting on her knees, drenched in sweat. Her body red, with bruises all over from all the slams she took. Funnily enough, the rookie wasn't even aware of her own condition.
"Huh? Some other time? But...
T-thats not true!" Mizuki would exclaim and quickly rise to her feet. "I can still!..." It was then when Mizuki suddenly felt weak in the legs, her back and neck stiffened from pain.
Mizuki's eyes went wide in the realisation and she fell back on her ass. "AHH! Damn it... Heh... Next time then, I guess." Mizuki admitted defeat with a similar smile.