Polissage de la perle, With a good hug routine.

[APlaying]

Garlim nodded. "Yeah, exactly. Those gloves are padded and will serve as a reminder not to use your hands to throw punches." The blonde goddess raised her hands in front of her to show off her gloves.

"You'll be using your hands to grab, so no knuckles to show... Now that I think about it, I also have some nice ankle weights. Not that I'm suggesting we should use them, but it would be pretty fun." She joked with a laugh. "Just focus on me and try to get close." Garlim walked slowly towards Ambre, holding both hands in the air.

[Bearhug Goddess]

"Mhh... Okay.."

Ambre seemed a little convinced but it wasn't her gym... So she complied with the rules, quickly putting on her gloves and then walking towards Garlim while regaining her serious air. She knew how much trouble she had against the blonde on the ground and decided directly to go to the worst situation by bending down to try to tackle Garlim on the ground with a Spear.

[APlaying]

Ambre would finally take the initiative and go straight for the tackle, Garlim getting on guard to take the hit to her midsection letting her get knocked down with a thud. The blonde goddess growled and put her hands on Ambre's back almost as if trying to give her a hug, while wrapping her thick legs around Ambre's waist to squeeze her tightly.

Her hands would act more to hold on to Ambre in case she tried to get up, so she tried to bring her arms together in the process. Garlim sought to push harder every second as both women wrestler's bodies rubbed against each other, and their chests crushed against each other.

[Bearhug Goddess]

The spear was a rather powerful tackle, many wrestlers used this technique as a finisher... But this was not the case for Ambre, especially because she knew from experience that Garlim was far too strong to succumb to such a move.

Her spear worked, pinning the blonde to the ground but not without consequences! The Frenchwoman felt her body being squeezed and completely seized by her opponent's arms and legs... she was trapped on the ground but above. No choice, even if they were on the ground Ambre used her arms around Garlim's hips to squeeze her with all her strength, crushing their chests and stomachs together while looking into each other's eyes and sighing in fatigue and pain.

[APlaying]

Garlim's eyes met Ambre's, a mixture of pain and determination reflected in the two of them. She could feel Ambre's grip around her waist, the Frenchwoman's strength surprising her. “Haah... I like the tackle you execute, if it wasn't me, you could take down some athletes with this move.” Garlim said with some excitement coursing through her veins, squeezing Ambre tighter and tighter as her arms got a little wider. With a little grunt, she squeezed her legs even tighter around Ambre's waist, her powerful thighs contracting like a vise.

At the same time, she clasped her hands together and her thick arms encircled Ambre's muscular back, trapping her in a crushing earth-bearhug. Garlim's muscles tensed with the effort, as her large chest tried to crush and eclipse Ambre's, and their stomachs rubbed together with some tension.

Garlim gently pressed her forehead against Ambre's to focus all her attention on overwhelming her. "You push hard, but I think you can do better. Focus on breaking me." Their bodies were now completely intertwined, each woman using her strength to try to dominate the other. Sweat dripped down their faces as they wrestled and Ambre's breath caressing the Dutch wrestler girl face It made her body shudder a little.

[Bearhug Goddess]

"Mnnghh!"

The duel was tight and rather intense!... This was the kind of training that awaited her here, intensive training?... So Ambre gave it her all! She squeezed her arms with all her strength as Garlim had asked, trying to completely crush the blonde against her... Even if breathing was starting to become difficult with all the pressure she was applying and resisting!

The Black Pearl then raised her thighs, trying to wrap one around Garlim's body while the other pushed against the canvas to try to turn the two wrestlers over, she needed to make a complete turn if she wanted both legs around her sparring partner and stay on top!

[APlaying]

Garlim's face contracted with the effort, her cheeks flushed as she strained to maintain her hold on Ambre. She could feel the French woman's thighs tightening around her, the pressure increasing with each passing second. It was getting harder to breathe. but Garlim refused to give in, her determination was unwavering. When Ambre lifted her thighs, Garlim took the opportunity to push her back, their bodies sliding against each other with a splash.

Garlim's arms began to slide, her strength waning as she lost her grip on Ambre's back. With a sudden twist, Ambre managed to flip them over and Garlim suddenly found herself pinned under the Frenchwoman's weight.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Despite her opponent's build, Ambre managed to roll to the side, forcing Garlim to follow her to wrap both of her thighs around the blonde's hips, then continue her rolling to stay on top! This time Ambre had the advantage and used all her strength to squeeze her arms and legs and completely dominate Galrim in this squeeze duel.

"Tell me... When you want a break!.."

[APlaying]

Garlim's eyes widened in surprise as Ambre managed to turn them around, suddenly finding herself trapped under the Frenchwoman's weight. She could feel Ambre's thighs squeezing her hips, the pressure increasing with each passing second. The blonde goddess gasped for breath, her face flushed from exertion and humiliation. Ambre's voice cut through the tension, a teasing whisper in Garlim's ear. As Ambre's arms wrapped tighter around her, the blonde goddess felt her own strength waning.

She tried to pull back, to find some way to break free, but it was no use. Ambre's grip was too strong to try to crawl, it would only end up draining energy she needed to continue, Garlim was aware that her durability is lower than Ambre's. The blonde goddess' mind raced as she tried to find a way out of this situation.

Garlim closed her eyes tightly as she tried to endure the pain and resist the embrace of this muscular wrestler girl, her mouth opened a little wide enough for her tongue to poke out as she gasped. God, even if they were both equally strong, the blonde goddess was in a bad position. “You... You're not, the only one who.... Wants to get better.” She said in a soft, halting tone between slight grunts, Garlim was very serious about her routines, and she wasn't going to take a break until her body told him enough was enough.

After trying to think of a way out, she couldn't come up with anything that didn't involve hitting. So there was no other option, she had to unload her reserves if she wanted to get out. So, as if she were a furious bull trying to throw her rider off her back, Garlim concentrated all her strength to twist and push Ambre with all her might to get her off him.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre had trained a lot to become better not by trying to strengthen her muscles or become physically stronger but by training to use her strength while finding as much flexibility as possible. Although she was very strong, she lacked endurance and agility in her early days at LAW... And fortunately for her, all of this had greatly improved over the course of her training and sparring. As for her strength and endurance, some sparring sessions teaching her new holds or more daring matches like the smother or bearhug match helped her to better use her strength and endurance... Much more than when she met Garlim!

The two wrestlers continued to squeeze each other harder and harder, drops of sweat were running down the Black Pearl's forehead but after about ten seconds, she could feel her breathing improving... She was winning this duel! It only lasted a few seconds before the blonde managed to push Ambre to the side, her body was too imposing and strong to resist it and despite her advantage, the Frenchwoman was forced to give in and end her hold.

"Hahh.. Hahhh!.."

Ambre took her distance slightly and remained on her knees, panting to quickly catch her breath and wiping her sweaty forehead with her arm, remaining in front of Garlim in case she tried to attack her... Although she was in a provocative mood knowing now that Garlim wanted to beat her and become stronger!

"Come closer..We're not done yet, Miss Goddess of War..!"