Tokie vs Knox - Submition match

[Treky]

Match type: Submition match
Rule: Pro wrestling rule

Tokie was ready to face a challenge that for him was at the limit of what was feasible, the girl he would face that night was Madison Knox, the boy had enough data on her, he knew that she was very strong and often had no limits in applying her dominance in the ring, Tokie was a little scared, it was one of his first times in a submission match and the fact that he could be locked into terrible moves until he would surrender was not the best of feelings.

But by now it was too late to back out, after an innumerable amount of defeats it was time to make the fans and the public understand that Law was not only there to lose but also to win and prove his worth, that opportunity seemed perfect, against a difficult opponent, if he had managed to win they would all remember it for a long time

Tokie was the first to enter the ring, while his opening song was playing, he greeted the various fans and mentally prepared himself for the match, shortly after he entered the ring and waited for his opponent.

[Parker]

High Hopes - Panic! At the Disco

The opening chords of

’s theme spilled through the arena, and the Golden Girl emerged with her usual poise. Chin high, shoulders back, she carried herself with the kind of confidence only someone born into the business could muster.

Her emerald eyes swept the crowd before flicking toward the ring. An unknown opponent tonight — some faceless name looking to make themselves famous at her expense. The thought almost made her laugh. If they wanted to shine, they’d have to steal her spotlight first.

Madison blew a kiss to the fans at ringside, then kissed her own fist, raising it in her trademark knockout pose as she made her way down the ramp. Calm, regal, and dangerous, she slipped between the ropes like the ring was hers already. Her judgmental gaze fell upon Tokie, slowly rising and falling as she took the sight of him in quietly. "Now what do we have here? A little fish swimming in my pond?"

[Treky]

Tokie watched Madison's entrance with a bit of anxiety. He'd seen what the woman was capable of, and he knew he shouldn't let his guard down. She might seem docile, but she was capable of uncommon moves. So he remained in his corner, his gaze fixed on her as she charged up for the match.

The woman entered the ring and wasted no time exchanging a few words with the boy. This made him quite nervous. Tokie responded instinctively, but her agitation was obvious.
"Prepare to lose!"

He said, trying to be serious and appear strong. Tokie was very struck by the girl's beauty and muscles. In photos, she didn't look that sharp. This made him a bit anxious, seeing himself clearly at a physical disadvantage. After a few seconds, the bell rang and the match began. Tokie, overcome by a bit of anxiety and agitation, decided to test whether those muscles were real or just a façade. He then decided to run towards her and try to engage her in a test of strength.
"Let's see if you're strong."

[Parker]

One of the blonde’s brows lifted at his bravado, a smug smile curling faintly at her lips. She gave her head the smallest shake, golden hair brushing past her cheek as a quiet chuckle escaped.

“No.” The word was simple, flat, and dismissive — her answer and judgment all at once.

The bell rang. Madison didn’t rush. She stepped forward with calm, deliberate strides, every movement measured, regal in its restraint. He, however, charged first.

In a flash, she dipped low, sinking into a grappler’s stance. Her hands shot up to meet his, fingers locking tight in a classic test of strength. The crowd stirred as their frames pressed together, straining for dominance.

Madison wasted no time. She bore down with her raw physicality, but it wasn’t just strength she leaned on. With subtle twists of her wrists, she rolled the lock inward, bending the leverage in her favor. Her control sharpened with every adjustment, seeking to turn the contest from what may have been an equal struggle into her show of power, a golden display meant to overpower and show him who truly belonged on top. "I hope you're not having trouble already."

[Treky]

Tokie didn't make the best of decisions. Knox was much stronger than him, and a head-on clash based on pure strength didn't seem like the best idea. In fact, the girl managed to manage the hold by starting to bend and twist her wrists to gain better leverage and control the hold. The girl tried with all her might to stop her, but there was little he could do.

"No! I-I will win this!"

She said in a slightly pained tone given the uncomfortable hold. She began to back away slightly, seeking stability, but was being oppressed by Madison's strength, which was proving to be much more powerful than expected. The poor boy then continued to back away until he was stuck in the corner, where he could see Madison's strength bringing him to his knees, as she was gaining strong control of the match with that hold. The crowd was surprised to see how much strength the girl possessed, even though she seemed like a docile girl. Tokie had underestimated her a bit and was paying the price.

[Parker]

Maddie’s laugh rang out, bright and mocking, as she pressed forward, corralling Tokie step by step until his back kissed the turnbuckles. “Nowhere to run, sweetheart,” she purred, emerald eyes flashing as she leaned her weight into him. Her tight toned frame mashed flush against his, chest to chest, hip to hip, the heat of her body leaving him little room to breathe.

She tilted her head, golden hair brushing his cheek as she gave him a sly smile. “Mmm, don’t look so nervous. You might actually enjoy this,” she teased, voice low and honeyed, her words more caress than threat. For a fleeting second, she stayed pressed against him, savoring the control, the intimacy of having him cornered.

Then, with a sudden flourish, she peeled herself away. Her hands reached up to curl tightly around the top ropes on either side of him, bracing herself as she lifted her leg high. Her boot pressed firmly under his chin, then ground up against his throat.

The Golden Girl leaned in, using the ropes for leverage as she tried to choke him with her boot, her smile widening at any signs of his struggle. “Oh, don’t pout,” she cooed, tilting her head with playful faux-innocence. “I’m only giving you a little taste of what happens when you let a Knox pin you down.”

[Treky]

Tokie was being crushed by Knox's force, which after a few steps brought the boy to his back against the corner of the ring, with no way out. The bodies of the two athletes were really close, their chests and hips crushed together, a slightly embarrassing situation for the boy who was being suppressed by the girl.

"D-don't call me darling~"

He said, panting slightly, the closeness between the two was slightly depriving him of air as the girl continued to press against him, showing everyone her complete superiority over the boy. Afterwards, she teased him slightly, but the situation was slightly exciting. The girl was very beautiful and having her on top of him wouldn't have been terrible if it hadn't been a match.

"D-don't m-get excited by these things."

He said again, a little nervous about the woman's behavior. She broke away from his hold, letting him breathe, but, holding onto the ropes, he used his foot and boot to try and forcefully push the boy's neck, testing it. to choke, the hold did not last long because the boy held the ropes causing the referee to intervene and ask Knox to stop, the boy after being released collapsed in the corner trying to catch his breath but leaving Madison in complete control of the match

《Oh..my..》

[Parker]

She had planted her boot against the side of his neck and pressed down, heel digging into the soft spot just above his collarbone. Beneath her weight, she felt him squirm and couldn’t help but grin. The referee circled in on the two, intervening by initiating a count that could lead to disqualification if she persisted.

“ONE! TWO!”

The crowd roared, some booing, some cheering, the tension electric as Madison twisted her heel just enough to draw a pained sound out of her opponent. She tilted her head with feigned innocence, batting her lashes at the referee as the count climbed.

“THREE! FOUR-”

Madison pulled back at the last moment, heel lifting away as Tokie sagged against the turnbuckles like a ragdoll. She sighed dramatically, wiping her hands together as if to dust them off. “Oh, don’t look at me like that,” she teased, flashing the official a wicked grin. “I stopped, didn’t I?”

Not giving Tokie a second longer to recover, Madison tangled her fingers in his hair, tugging hard enough to wrench him up from the corner. She dragged him toward the center of the ring with a soft giggle, like a spoiled child leading a dog on a leash.

Once satisfied with the positioning, she slung an arm around his head, yanking it tight against her side. She mashed his cheek squarely into the swell of her chest, his face buried against her curves as she locked in a suffocating side headlock. Her hips swayed ever so slightly, reveling in the control, while she smirked down at him.

“People are going to think you are enjoying this.” She mused softly, whispering so only the two of them could hear. Her bicep flexed, trapping him firmly, while her other hand clasped her wrist to anchor the hold. She gave a little twist of her hips, tightening the squeeze and forcing his cheek deeper into her curves. The crowd’s reaction swelled, half jeers, half laughter, at the sheer audacity of the Golden Girl’s control.

[Treky]

Knox continued to push his foot toward the head of the boy pinned in his corner. The girl continued to tilt the boy's head, causing him considerable pain. Luckily for Tokie, being in the corner near the ropes prompted the referee to intervene and start counting before letting Madison release the hold.

After the number four was called, the girl let go of the boy, causing him to collapse to the ground in pain, trying to breathe and recover from the move that had deprived him of air for a few seconds. The girl also didn't seem nervous or agitated; in fact, she joked with the referee with her sweet and cunning look, seeming like just an innocent little girl.

"F-fuck.."

The boy's rest didn't last long because the woman approached him, grabbing him by the hair and bringing him to the center of the ring. She applied a very firm and strong hold, pinning him to her chest, causing the boy's head to collide with her curves, making the situation a bit exciting. The boy, still under the weather, given what had happened before, took the hold. and he started to moan slightly as he tried to push himself away even though it was really difficult given the difference in strength between the two, it was undeniable that many people would like to be in his place but he was there to win and he would never give an easy victory to his opponent

[Parker]

Madison’s grip was iron, her arm cinched tight around Tokie’s head and keeping him pressed snug against her side. The firm swell of her chest mashed his face uncomfortably as she leaned her weight forward into him, deliberately grinding the hold so his footing staggered under the pressure. Each adjustment shifted his balance, forcing him to shuffle or stumble just to stay upright, a humiliating little dance dictated entirely by her.

A soft giggle slipped past her lips as she felt him squirm, his efforts doing little more than amusing her. “Oh, darling, you’re really making this harder on yourself,” she cooed, tilting her chin down to glance at him with a smug sparkle in her emerald eyes. “If you asked nicely…” Her voice lilted sweet as sugar, teasing the crowd with the mockery of mercy. “…I might even let you go.”

The promise dangled only for a heartbeat. With a sharp twist of her hips, she wrenched the headlock tighter, cranking it until her bicep dug cruelly against his jaw and neck. He would have to make a substantial move or fall upon her mercy if he intended to be free.