Robust and Rowdy: Bianca vs Arlise!

[SubtleRoar]

"Hhrrruk!" *The groggy islander was suffering from a terminal case of sensual intrigue, and the only available remedy was to delve even deeper into the malady. Fortuitously enough, it seemed as though Arlise was more than willing to be a participant in this little game they were playing, as she continued to tantalize her with each and every move she committed herself to. Once Bianca's posterior connected with the canvass, she frantically attempted to launch herself upwards before succumbing to yet another sexually mortifying loss.*

*Unfortunately, it appeared as though the ravishing redhead had other plans, and such nefarious plans involved pressing her lush plumage up against her spine, sending a gentle, tingling sensation along her body.* "Haaha..ooohh...~" *She cooed softly, tempted to shut her eyes and simply drift off into the chasm of tenderness Arlise was guiding her into.*

*Then, as if her mind had slammed on the brake while she was content to go on cruise control, the auburn angel's limbs ensnared Bianca within an incredibly uncomfortable submission.* "Grrrhh! S..so that's how you wanna play, is it?" *Feeling herself become slightly rejuvenated, she felt as if they were in a contest of duel banjos; Arlise was outright coaxing Bianca into utilizing her congenital strength, and she was happy to oblige.*

*Rallying her latent energy, the intrepid Bianca began to crawl forward, her destination the bottom rope. If she were able to snag onto it, Bianca would use it to ascend the vast space between herself and the highest rope above her. This wasn't an all or nothing situation, but she felt the tides beginning to turn against her, and if this continued, it would slowly became an unstoppable tsunami that even she couldn't escape from.*

[Winter]

As Arlise pressed against Bianca's back and rear, warm to her cheek and chest, she heard what sounded to her like a small expression of pleasure from the woman. It was possible she had her right where she wanted her...and as her legs came around Bianca's trunk and her elbows hooked beneath her arms, she believed she may have gotten her lured into a sense of complacency.

As her bare, toned legs tightened like fleshy coils around Bianca's midriff, she opted for the security of the hold instead of pressure for the spar and bent her legs into a four shape with her foot tucked behind the other leg. Bianca was already in motion as Arlise made this choice, however, and the redhead felt her thigh being slowly dragged across the mat, with Bianca pulling her way towards the ropes.

She smirked, leaning her lips up to Bianca's ear. "Do you really want to escape from this?", she asked, softly, wiggling against the larger woman's back, shifting her curves. "I wouldn't have expected that..."

At the same time, however, Lise wouldn't take chances with her wiles. Her arms climbed up Bianca's shoulders, looking to snake beneath her chin and sink in a sleeper hold to match with her bodyscissors.

[SubtleRoar]

"T..t..trust me..." *Bianca finally retorted, having refused to give the enticing amazon's inquiry a proper response for quite some time as she desperately tried to stave off this feeling bubbling up inside of her.* "O..on any other day..I..I'd be succumbing to this..b..but I can't give you such an easy victory..." *The determined expression Bianca had plastered on her face was only dwarfed by her adamance towards escaping this deceptively alluring submission hold.*

*It wasn't an easy process, but the indomitable islander knew that nothing worthy having in life ever truly was. Just as she was about to make significant headway in her pursuit of escaping however, Arlise was quick to remind her that she didn't share Bianca's dream of extrication.* "Hrrrrkk!" *Her initial reaction was to panic- Bianca was afraid of only a handful of things: Spiders, losing in video games, and being choked out. It was the sensation of helplessness, of being completely and utterly powerless to do anything about feeling faint, and gradually, collapsing. She found the entire situation so...sensual. She couldn't let Arlise ever discover this latent fetish of hers however, and continued to battle against the maneuver.*

*Tucking her chin into the ginger's forearm, her body began to stagger from side to side. Bianca was by no means a diminutive woman, and each step she took demanded more energy from her drained figure.* "C..can't...I can't..." *She chanted, trying to motivate herself to withstand the urge to faint by launching her right elbow into the amber-haired amazon's solar plexus.*

[Winter]

"Any other day..." The allure dripping from Lise's lips came to a pause as she sucked in a breath from her exertion and readjusted the grip of her thighs around Bianca's midsection. "That doesn't make me feel very special." Of course, she was only teasing in good humor, but after such a long day, Lise certainly wasn't over using a few distracting tactics to have her way...especially not while she was wound around her opponent in this way.

She cradled the thicker woman's head with the hand free for use during the sleeperhold, her fingers wound into her dark hair, and she kept her own chin resting on Bianca's shoulder while her bicep and forearm performed their slow, constricting work on Bianca's consciousness. Lise did not crank the hold with quite the same fervor she might have in a match, instead savoring the feeling of control and keeping the spar a civil matter...one where her opponent passing out in her grip wouldn't be too great an issue, she expected. She smiled gingerly as Bianca started to waver and opened her mouth to ask if she would give in.

The elbow that crashed into her stomach made her groan out, sharp, on point, and painful. Lise's legs and arms both loosened as she shriveled from the impact, and though her arms remained hooked around Bianca's neck, her feet came crashing down hard to the mat...leaving her staggered and nearly dangling.

[SubtleRoar]

"Gaaaahhh!" *A long, plentiful breath of fresh air filled Bianca's lungs. She couldn't believe what had just transpired- Within what felt like a heartbeat, she had gone from standing a significant chance of winning to the edge of the abyss. However petrified she may have been however, the islander had a difficult time ignoring the moist stain between her inner thighs; in fact, it had become so apparent that she felt a surge of playful anger beginning to sweep over her.*

"T..trust me.." *She started, as her boots shifted backwards and outwards to counterbalance Arlise's stance, giving Bianca just enough of an edge.* "Y..you accomplished more t..than you realize." *Once she finished admitting her weakness, albeit very cryptic, the Jamaican threw herself backwards in a reckless attempt to squash the auburn beauty under her extravagant weight.*

"Too bad we're not in bed; otherwise, I wouldn't mind getting choked!" *Was her remark a bit too revealing? Absolutely. Did Bianca care at this point in time? Not at all. She knew it was only a matter of time before Arlise put two and two together, and Bianca felt like embracing it sooner rather than later was the prudent course of action.*

[Winter]

Arlise felt her feet touch the mat again, as she continued to dangle, and what followed she had no defense for whatsoever.

Still latched onto Bianca, she was a passenger as the bigger woman thrust herself backward, and almost in sync with Lise's butt hitting the mat, Bianca plastered the top of her, squishing hips, stomach, and breasts under a crushing weight that immediately robbed her of her breath and her ability to defend herself as she wailed out.

Lise only pawed lightly at Bianca's shoulders and stared in shock from the impact at the ceiling, having nothing else to offer with her whole body compressed beneath Bianca's, making her struggle for her first few breaths after the initial impact had so devastated her torso. "Nnn..." Distantly, in the part of her mind that always picked up on such things, she caught Bianca speaking of being "choked in bed," but she had no reaction to it at the moment as she instinctively tried to push the woman off to no avail.

She was completely flattened, and if Lise hadn't been trying to find a breath as her breasts were nearly pushed right out of her bra, she might have felt a strange rush from the experience.

[SubtleRoar]

*While it was brutally apparent that Bianca had a distinct edge over Arlise, deep within the catacombs of Bianca's mind, she was still struggling to recuperate from having almost succumbed to the sensual perils of her adversaries beguiling tactics.*

"Y..you.." *She huffed out through a wall of flustered air, beginning to fill her lungs with fresh, rejuvenating air.* "A..almost had me." *While ringing true for the most part, Bianca still had enough gas left in the tank to potentially turn this little scuffle around, especially now while Arlise remained as flat as one of Jess's homemade flapjacks.*

"J..just gotta..r..regain..m..my footing.." *The prostrated islander felt similar to a turtle on its back, trying to desperately roll herself sideways in an attempt to recapture her balance. While Arlise remained incapacitated, she knew that gravity would be her biggest hurdle. Clutching the middle ropes, the husky Jamaican began pulling herself upwards, beads of perspiration becoming a testament to how arduous this endeavor truly was.*

[Winter]

No more than a weak moan escaped Arlise's painted lips before her opponent rolled off of her, and once she did, she took in the sweet, easy breaths that came to her. To ensure that all that had been flattened was still intact, the redhead ran her hands over her stomach and chest for a moment as she blinked to focus on the ceiling, and once she was certain that she was not a slice of cheese, she eventually sat up, still breathing hard and aching in her midsection.

It took her a few moments of aching and peering at Bianca to get herself motivated enough to lift her now squeezed-and-crushed body, but she managed to produce a small smirk as she did so. "You have to...repeat it for me. What was...that I heard about choking?"

She knew, of course, but if it could buy her a moment and...teach her something worth knowing...

[SubtleRoar]

"O..oh...!" *Her facial cheeks tinting to a deep crimson, it appeared as though Bianca still refused to fully acknowledge what she had carelessly spat out only minutes ago. While unbelievably exasperating, it was nothing compared to having someone as enamoring as Arlise profusely taunt and tease her over such an odd fetish.*

"I..it's not a..as if..I wouldn't say no..t..to something like this...after our brawl..~" *It was just a friendly match between the two of them, what was the harm in divulging a little about herself? For some inexplicable reason, the straightforward confession made her uphill battle slightly less insurmountable.*

"D..don't tell me..y..you don't have one?" *Perhaps establishing some common ground would help develop whatever was blossoming between them. All the while, Bianca clung to the upper rope to recover from the earlier stimulation, obstinate on giving this match everything she had, casual spar or not.*

[Winter]

That, Arlise did not expect to hear.

The redhead blinked a few times at Bianca as she straightened her crushed body, trying to determine if her mention of "something like this" meant having Lise slip her into another sleeperhold to choke her out or an idea more along the lines of the basics of what could be done in a bed. Honestly, the former...piqued Lise's interest. That would certainly be a first...and the idea of having someone request it was tempting.

She didn't answer to that effect immediately, however, with Bianca grasping at her attention with a question about Lise's own interests. Still putting herself back together, she pulled at her bra strap with a smirk. "A few more than I care to admit to," Lise answered, not meeting Bianca's eyes as she corrected the part of her wildly-flung red hair.