[Semi-Hentai Oil Match] Charlotte Ravel' vs Daisuke Takeuchi - Oiled passion

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Daisuke's reaction to Charlotte's submission hold wasn't something surprising. The Japanese guy started squirming like he was a grass-snake on a hot frying pan. This was certainly to the advantage of the pink-haired woman, because the more he moves, the more oxygen he loses. Initially, she did not expect to take the victory in this way, but if everything continues in the same spirit, the match will end much sooner than she expected.

However, after a few moments, the brunet tried to calm down. Using his only free limb, he began to crawl towards the ropes. At this point, even Charlotte allowed herself to smile because it was absolutely useless. Even if there wasn't oil underneath, he probably wouldn't have been able to reach the ropes using just one hand. And now that they were both covered in oil, this task was truly impossible.

All the Sand Lizard had to do was wait. No matter how hard Daisuke tried, he didn't get even an inch closer to the ropes. Charlotte tightened her arms even more to make her opponent lose consciousness. Now her victory seemed inevitable, but suddenly…

“KIIIIAA!!!!!” Charlotte squealed.

The reason was obvious. Daisuke treacherously reached for her face and ran his nails over her eyes. In a fit of pain, Charlotte relaxed both her arms and legs, after which she rolled to the side, covering her face with her hands. Of course, many happened to her in the LAW ring, and not every opponent followed the rules, but no one had ever stooped to such meanness.

The audience booed Daisuke, feeling genuinely disappointed, but in fact they couldn't really influence what the Japanese guy had just done. There was only one person who had far more power in this arena than any of the spectators. Nerissa was furious after what had just happened. She squatted down and grabbed Daisuke's hair hard, pulling his head back.

“If you try to do something like this at least once more, I won't just disqualify you...” she hissed, looking into the brunet's eyes with undisguised hatred. “I'll make you wish you were never born!" With her free hand, she grabbed his throat, squeezing his adam's apple. “Do you hear me, little bitch?!" With these words, she directed his face to the surface of the pool and only then let go of his hair.

[Teenwrestler]

Could this actually be over? Could it be that after all that bravado and trash talk about Charlotte being nothing but an overrated kickboxer, Daisuke was actually about to submit to the Pinkette?! No matter how hard he tried to pry her arm off his neck, which kept slipping due to the darn oil, or how hard he tried to get to the ropes- it seemed almost impossible thanks to the Sand Lizard's impressive technique! Daisuke was struggling to breathe and soon he would either have to tap or not. Not willing to admit that he was wrong, he came up with a desperate solution. His hands went up to claw her beautiful face and then eye, drawing alot of boos from the crowd as the Pinkette would release him almost immediately and roll away, covering her face with her hands.

Daisuke smirked as he pushed up onto his hands and knees, thinking he bought some time and now he could go on the offensive when all of a sudden he felt his hair being grabbed. "W-what? IMPOSS-UGH" he cursed, thinking Charlotte had already recovered but as his hair was pulled to make him face his aggressor, it turned out to be Nerissa. "W-what the hell are you doing? Nrgh let go!" he resisted as she scolded him for daring to use a dirty move like that. She was right and it was an illegal move, she could have DQ'ed him but decided to let him off with a warning while shoving his face into the oiled mats. "GAH! whatever...." he cursed, shaking his head.

He had to turn his attention to Charlotte now, otherwise his little trick would be gone to waste. Crawling towards his opponent, he would push her onto her front and would sit on her back as he grabbed her arms and pulled them back over his thighs. Then, he began to untie the back of her bikini top. "Lets see how well you wrestle without this...and don't you dare tell me this not allowed" he hissed at Nerissa.

The prince would untie the knot of Charlotte's top and remove it, but still had other plans. He would wrap the bikini top around her Charlotte's face and pull the strings of it backwards, using it as a weapon to trap her in a unique camel clutch submission and forced her to be bend into a "C" like position! "Now....SUBMIT" he demanded.

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Nerissa's first thought was to disqualify Daisuke and immediately beat the shit out of him. But then she managed to get her emotions under control. Technically, it would be a victory for Charlotte, but she was sure that her friend didn't need such a victory. Therefore, she decided to give the brunet the first and last warning, reinforcing her words with action. She could only hope that he understood her, because if he didn't, he will leave this place in an ambulance.

Meanwhile, Charlotte was trying to come to her senses. The pain from her opponent's nails was stinging as hell, but in fact, the pain was the least of her problems. After this attack her eyes were filled with tears and oil, making it difficult for her to see. And even the few seconds she got thanks to Nerissa didn't help her recover in time.

Before the pink-haired woman could regain her eyesight, Daisuke turned her onto her stomach. Immediately she tried to push off the surface of the pool because for that she didn't need her eyesight, but unfortunately, she didn't have time. The Japanese guy sat on her back and grabbed her arms. Charlotte tried to resist, but at that moment she was too weak, so as a result, her arms ended up on the brunet's thighs.

“Grrmmmm!!!” She groaned.

This submission hold was well known, and although the oil could play into the hands of the martial arts master, it did not stop her from feeling pain in her muscles and joints. Moreover, she knew that in a second Daisuke would grab her chin to start pulling her back, but…

Instead of the brunet's hands on her chin, she felt his hands on her back. At first, the Sand Lizard didn't understand what was going on at all, but then she felt that her ample breasts were no longer covered by the cloth. With a venomous sneer, Daisuke took off her bikini top, exposing her pale breasts with bright pink nipples, which elicited loud but generally approving whistle from the audience.

“Are you really such a jerk or you just pretending to be?" Nerissa asked, rolling her eyes, because it was obvious that the rules did not contradict the possibility of stripping the opponent of clothes.

Although Charlotte was primarily a fighter and only secondarily a woman, this was the first time she appeared in front of the audience practically naked. This caused a blush to appear on her cheeks, but it didn't last long because a second later, Daisuke used her own bikini top to wrap it around her face and start pulling her upper body back.

“Aaaaahhhh!!!” This time it wasn't a groan, but a real scream.

Pain shot through her body like lightning. Charlotte started twitching from side to side, trying to break free, but since her arms were useless at that moment, she was too far from success. And although Nerissa wasn't feeling any pleasure from what she had to do right now, she took a step forward and leaned over to her friend.

“Charlotte, you give up?" she asked.

“NO! The Sand Lizard barked, making it clear that she would rather die than lose to this cowardly piece of shit, especially like this.

[Teenwrestler]

Daisuke was actually banking of Nerissa not disqualifying him. Partly because he knew that Charlotte may not take it too kindly for winning in such a way and that Nerissa was well aware of that fact. The wrestling prince had perfectly planned that sneak attack to get out of a sticky situation. He had to take a little bit of rough housing from Nerissa and hear a earful from her but nothing he couldn't handle. The important thing was that he was free and he could take the fight to Charlotte.

Being the nefarious wrestler that he was, he knew that he had to rattle Charlotte if he was going to win this match. She had proven to be a tough opponent for him, one that he had massively underestimated. It was clear she could actually wrestle! But could she handle the antics of a heel pro wrestler? With that in mind, he would get on top of her back and untie her top, using it as a weapon to apply a makeshift camel clutch submission.

"Just do your job and ask her" Daisuke said in response to Nerissa, and the referee did her job by asking her friend if she wanted to give up. Charlotte refused and somehow Daisuke expected that. "Heh how noble and naive of you" he taunted as he pulled back harder for a moment before abruptly letting her go. Daisuke tossed the top away before leaning on top of her completely. He hooked his feet around hers for a reverse grapevine before passing his arms under her armpits to bring them to the back of her head for a grounded full nelson submission, while forcing her face to press against the oiled mats.

"This is the difference between a real wrestler like myself and you! You have no chance of defeating me in a wrestling match, Charlotte. If you know what's good for you, you'll submit now or im going to make it alot worse for you" he hissed before looking up towards Nerissa. "Ask her again...." he demanded.