Student-Teacher Workout

[Devastated]

Candy Cane grunted out as she was stuck, she struggled and jerked as she tried to find a way to free herself. Her hands grabbed at Muriel's arms to try and pry them off her, and away from her face! Though all that seemed to earn her was Ms. Spencer locking in an even worse hold for the redheaded punk! She felt the arms of her teacher snaking around her throat as she was locked into a sleeper version of the hold.

A short gasp escaped from Becky's mouth, as she would pry at those arms for a few more seconds. She knew she could find a way out of this hold....but those were tactics that were probably not meant for a spar. She clicked her tongue, feeling Muriel's body grind against her back like that...a faint blush on her face, uncertain if it was from her air supply dropping or from the sensation.

After a few more seconds. Candy Cane would begin to tap against Muriel's arm! It was a spar after all, and she'd been out-wresteled on the mats by Muriel Spencer!

[BlackAkuma]

…Ms. Welsh smelled so nice.

It had been so long since the two of them had shared a ring together and wrestled that she had almost forgotten her student’s scent, the way it felt to bury her face in all that red hair. She took good care of it, or perhaps it was whatever substance she used to keep it dyed. Whatever the case, it was a sharp, familiar scent that brought back so many splendid memories. She had been here before, had felt Ms. Welsh squirming beneath her, and it was a sensation she had not suspected to enjoy again. If only, if only-

Ms. Welsh was tapping.

”Oh!” Muriel had become lost in her revelries, so much so that she had no registered Ms. Welsh giving up for a few moments. She hurriedly released the woman and moved back to her knees, giving her all the space she could need.

”My apologies, Ms. Welsh! I…you…” She stammered over her words, before she coughed, cleared her throat and straightened. [color=#8000000]”Forgive me, I was lost in a distraction. Are you all right?”[/color]

[Devastated]

Becky coughed and gasped, her face was going about as red as her own hair and began to shift towards a faint shade of bluish purple! She began to tap a bit more frantically, as her teacher didn't release her! Was this some sort of lesson? Had she tapped to early? Was it supposed to teach her to hang in there? Whatever the meaning or lack thereof there might have been, was becoming lost on Candy Cane as she could only focus on getting air back into her lungs.

When Muriel finally released her the body of Becky flopped flat on her front, she began to cough loudly, spittle spraying out on the mat as she gasped and wheezed for air! After a few seconds of this display, she rolled over onto her side and tried to prop herself up onto her elbow, but another cough knocked her over onto her back. She laid there with her arms spread out, her chest heaving...color began to slowly return to her face.

"Ah..! *cough*...F-fuck!" Candy Cane rasped, she would tilt her head up to look at her old teacher's. "Guh....Y-you're....as ruthless as ever teach!...Shit!...Ah dammit! Gimme a sec....I'll be fine *cough*..."

After a few more seconds, Becky began to push up to a seat, she heaved and shook her head, clearing some spots from her vision. Then heaved herself up to her feet. " Ugh...fuck, I lost. Ah...hang on." Becky leaned forward and placed her hands on her knees, taking in some deep breaths. "Y-you got lucky teach...Is what I wanna say, but damn....I demand a rematch! Or at least a do-over!!"

[BlackAkuma]

Muriel sighed as her student let fly with a fuselade of foul language, as coarse and rough as ever. As to be expected, it seemed the years had made Ms. Welsh no less crass. While it was as irksome as ever, it was refreshing, in a small way. The more things changed, the more they stayed the same, she supposed.

She sat back and gave Ms. Welsh all the time she needed to recoup, looking on with slight concern for a few moments, before the woman got everything back together and straightened up, finally finding her breath. What came from her next was most interesting.

”I would not be averse to a match, either, though…” She tapped her chin, hesitating for a moment, before she powered through. ”Perhaps an official match would be more fitting? It has been too long since we had a real bout, and there’s no time quite like the present.”

Another idea was slipping in on top of that, but she held her tongue for the moment, hesitant to even speak it out loud and bring it to fruition.

[Devastated]

Becky's eyes widened as Muriel suggested an official match, whereas Candy Cane had simply wanted to a chance to pay her teach back for the choke. She would fold her arms underneath her chest, thinking about it for a moment. She hadn't exactly had the best career here in LAW as of late. A string of losses and one draw was about all she had to her recent career. Also being choked out but a second ago did dent her confidence at taking on Muriel in an official match.

"Hmmm..." She considered it, the idea of taking on Ms. Spencer was at least sitting well with her. If she won it would be great, if she lost it would just be another loss to her record. "Ya'know what teach. Let's!" Candy Cane spoke with some gusto as she would step forward, shifting her arms down, as she placed one hand on her hip. "Tho I won't be losing to you."

The punk rocker would tilt her head a bit, she knew she was taking a gamble facing Ms.Spencer but she also felt like it was a gamble she was willing to take. "So! What kinda match?"

[BlackAkuma]

Ms. Welsh accepted, as Muriel knew she would. There were many things she could say of her former student, and not all of them glowingly positively, but never let it be said that this woman shied away from a fight. She was redoubtable in that regard.

Getting her to accept was the easy part. What followed would be the true challenge.

”Well, seeing as this is LAW, and in Rome you do as the Romans do, they say…” She coughed, cleared her throat, and straightened up. ”I was thinking that, perhaps, we could, if you were interested, have a, uh…you know, a…”

Muriel chewed on her lip and glanced off to the side. ”A hardstyle hentai match.”