Daisuke Takeuchi vs Jazmine DeLuxe (D) - Royal Reckoning

[JustAUnicorn]

Jazmine could feel Daisuke's grip weakening with every elbow she drove into his ribs. The third finally did the trick, landing flush against the bruised muscle and drawing another pained groan from the Wrestling Prince as the pressure around her waist eased for the first time since the hold had been locked in. She wasted no time. Twisting her hips sharply toward the opening she'd created, Jazmine slipped her knee between his legs, kicked free of the body scissor, then shoved his forearm away from her face before rolling onto all fours with a long, desperate gasp.

"Outta my league?"

She climbed back to her feet, looming over her retreating opponent while she caught her breath.

"Baby... if you gotta tell somebody how good you are every thirty seconds, you probably ain't."

Looking to put an exclamation point on the remark, Jazmine swung a heavy stomp down toward Daisuke's aching obliques, aiming to drive her bare heel deep into his ribcage before he could make any more progress toward the ropes.

If her opponent remained grounded, Jazmine would immediately reach down, pulling him up by the wrist and the back of his head until he was standing. She slipped one of his arms over her shoulders while her free hand gripped tightly onto the waistband of his wrestling trunks, planting her feet firmly beneath her.

With a powerful drive through her legs and a sharp pop of her hips, Jazmine attempted to lift Daisuke clean off the canvas into a vertical suplex. Instead of falling straight back, she held him suspended completely upside down, his boots pointing toward the arena lights as she balanced his full weight overhead. Her core tightened and her arms flexed as she took a slow step around the ring, deliberately showing off the feat of strength while the crowd erupted.

"Smile for the cameras, Prince!"

The hard camera displayed the humiliating moment high on the jumbotron, Daisuke hanging helplessly in midair as Jazmine proudly paraded him around the ring. If he couldn't free himself from the display, she'd finally lean backward and complete the stalling vertical suplex, dropping him flat onto his back with a resounding crash in the center of the ring!

[Teenwrestler]

The crowd started to cheer for Jazmine, who slowly but surely made her way out of the submission. The technique was good, first targeting his ribs, breaking the scissors before swinging over and removing the dragon smother before firing another elbow strike. The shots were enough for Daisuke to let go as he rolled over onto his side. When he started to crawl to the ropes to get some distance and break her momentum though, DeLuxe had other ideas. She quickly got back up and stomped her bare sole against his ribs to make him roll over and go down on his back. He howled in pain, clutching his ribs while Jaz stood tall over him.

"Urgh and you are? The one who waltz out of nowhere claiming to be the best? Tch, dont make me laugh" he spat in anger while she reached down to grab his hair. "Nrgh" he exclaimed while she pulled him up to his feet by grabbing his wrist. As soon as he was up, she shoved his head under her armpit while grabbing the other arm and placing it over her shoulder. Daisuke knew what was next! She grabbed the waistband of his brief and...up he went! Daisuke was lifted up over Jaz, she gave him extra hang time in the air to show off his well chiseled and sweaty body glisten under the arena lights. It also showed off her own incredible power and physique.

"Nonononono put me down" he said, kicking his legs wildly in the air before getting what he wanted. *BOOM* his back slammed against the ring canvas and he would bridge up, clutching his lower back while howling in pain.

[JustAUnicorn]

The arena came alive as Jazmine kept Daisuke suspended upside down, every second drawing louder cheers from the crowd. She could feel him squirming above her, his legs kicking uselessly as he searched for a way back to solid ground, but her footing never wavered. Her arms stayed locked around his body while her core tightened to keep him balanced, making a point of taking another slow step before stopping dead center in the ring. It wasn't enough to hit the move. Everybody had to see exactly what she was capable of.

She looked back up at the inverted hunk.

"Oh I ain't gonna make you laugh babe. I'mma make you cry!"

With one final flex through her legs and hips, Jazmine leaned backward and completed the stalling vertical suplex. Daisuke's back slammed into the canvas with a thunderous boom that echoed through the arena, the impact forcing his body to arch instinctively before he rolled slightly, clutching at his lower back and battered ribs.

Jazmine rolled through onto one knee and couldn't help but admire her own handiwork for a moment.

"Mhm... now we gettin' somewhere."

She was on him again before he had much chance to recover, quickly reaching down and attempted to grab hold of both of his ankles. With a firm tug, she tried to drag him a little farther away from the ropes before stepping between his legs.

From there, Jazmine attempted to wrap Daisuke's left leg tightly between her thighs, squeezing just below his knee to pin it in place while she dropped to a seated position on the canvas. At the same time, she reached across to secure his right ankle with both hands. She leaned backward and steadily pulled his free leg away from the one trapped between her thighs, attempting to force his legs farther and farther apart to an excruciating degree, a fact the cameras were sure to take advantage of as Daisuke became more and more exposed in a leg split hold!

Leg Split Hold

[Teenwrestler]

The suplex left the wrestling prince dazed and in pain. He would arch his back up off the mat while clutching his lower back in pain. The suplex was not just to take him down to the mat and out him through the wringer, but also a show of her strength. It wasn't just a quick snap suplex but Jaz gave him enough hang time to show off to the crowd and Daisuke himself, that she was quite strong. She had no problem lifting him up, dragging them back to the middle of the ring, taking a second to soak it all in before putting the male wrestler down on the canvas.

The message was clear, if Daisuke thought he could just rely on his strength and think he was better- than he had another thing coming. Because DeLuxe was ready to match him in every department. While Daisuke was writhing in pain and massaging his lower back, the female wrestler approached him and grabbed his ankles to drag him away from the ropes before stepping between his legs. "Uuugh....no....wait....stop" he said, waving his palms at her, almost pleading with her not to go with whatever move she was planning. Daisuke needed a break, because DeLuxe was all over him!

She began to wrap his left left between her thighs before dropping to a seated position. She grabbed his right ankle with her hands and leaned back, pulling his legs away from each other in a painful leg split hold. "UUUUGGHHHHH ARGHHHHH" he yelled in pain, shaking his head. He leaned up and then dropped back down on his back, hands running through his hair.

"Do you submit?" the referee asked while the camera zoomed in right at the fabric of his crotch, being stretched out.

Daisuke refused, as he leaned up to a slight sitting position and reached out to grab her hair, pulling her head towards him as he used his free arm to send a forearm strike aimed at her forehead. He would do it once, twice and three times! Trying to make her let go as he was desperate to escape.

[JustAUnicorn]

Jazmine settled deeper into the hold, her thighs squeezing tight around Daisuke's trapped leg as she leaned back another inch. She could feel the resistance in his hips and inner thighs, every attempt to pull his legs back together met by the steady pressure of her own powerful lower body. Daisuke's pained cries only made the grin on her face grow wider. The referee knelt beside them, asking the familiar question as the cameras closed in on Daisuke's predicament.

"You better give up babe. You already know this pose finna be all over my socials!"

Jazmine kept her eyes steady on Daisuke's, only veering away every once in a while to admire the way her opponent's splayed out crotch twitched mere inches from Jazmine's own tight fitting briefs. She wanted him to see the smile on her face every second he stayed trapped beneath her, her bubbling glee as his nearly exposed manhood lit up the jumbotron above! She gave the hold one more measured pull, intent on wringing every bit of discomfort and humiliation out of the submission. To her dismay, that jolt gave Daisuke the wake up call he needed to react. His hand suddenly shot forward, fingers tangling into the back of Jazmine's hair before yanking her head down toward him.

"Wha-HEY! THE FUCK YOU DOIN' - AAAGH!"

Thunk!

The first forearm smashed across her forehead.

"Grrrgh - STOP THAT!"

Thunk!

A second forearm crashed into the same spot, snapping her head sideways. Stars flickered across her vision as her body rocked from the impact, her hands no longer pulling with the same authority. Still, she refused to let go. One more... SMACK!

The third forearm landed flush, jolting her head back and finally breaking her concentration. A pained groan escaped her lips as her fingers slipped from Daisuke's ankle and the squeeze of her thighs relaxed. Jazmine released the hold completely and rolled over onto her side, one palm immediately rising to cradle her aching forehead while she desperately tried to blink away the throbbing sensation in her head.

[Teenwrestler]

Undoubtedly trapped in a humiliating submission, Daisuke would cry out loudly in pain. The pain he could somewhat bare, but the fact that his legs were spread out wide and his crotch zoomed into by the camera, showing him in such a humiliating and compromised position was something he could not bare! His pride and ego was on the line, and he had to do something. He would slowly rise up and reach up to grab her hair, pulling her head towards him before striking her forehead. Three was the magic number, as after the third strike she would finally let him go. Both wrestlers rolled away from each other, both going over on their side.

Daisuke would take up a fetal/spooning position, cupping his groin to try and ease the pain. His window of opportunity was short though, he had to take the fight to Jazmine before she would cover and continue her momentum. Daisuke would roll over onto his knees and see that Jazmine was still over on her side. He crawled towards her and wrapped his arms around her waist, forcing her up to a seated position in front of him. Daisuke would heave as he pulled the pair back up to their feet, squeezing her waist hard with his chiseled body pressed up against her back.

"Oww...you're going to regret that one Jazmine" he whispered before attempting to lift her up and arch himself backwards, looking to slam her down on the back of her head and shoulders for a thunderous German Suplex!

[JustAUnicorn]

The ringing in Jazmine's head was refusing to fade. She pushed herself onto one knee, one hand still pressed against her forehead where Daisuke's forearms had landed. The three shots had rattled her more than she wanted to admit. Across the ring she could see Daisuke curled on his side, still nursing the damage she'd done to his hips and groin. Neither of them looked fresh anymore.

"Damn, you just had to ruin the fun, didn't you?"

But before Jazmine could fully straighten up, she felt a powerful pair of arms wrap tightly around her waist from behind. Her eyes widened as he muscled her upright, his chest pressing firmly against her back while his hands locked together across her abdomen. Jazmine tried to spread her stance and plant her bare feet against the canvas to stop the lift before it started. She reached down, trying to pry apart Daisuke's clasped hands but it was all to no avail. She heard Daisuke's warning over her shoulder.

"Boy, the only thing I regret is not bustin' your ba-"

The rest of her sentence never came. With a sharp grunt, Daisuke powered through her resistance and exploded upward. Jazmine's feet left the mat as her body was ripped backward into the air, her back arching helplessly over his shoulder before gravity took over. BOOM! The German suplex drove her upper back and shoulders violently into the canvas.

"AAAHH!"

The impact echoed through the arena as Jazmine bounced slightly off the mat, her legs folding over from the force before flopping back down, her lips a driveling mess of moans and cries of pains!

[Teenwrestler]

Before she could finish up her taunt, Daisuke would have her lifted up off her feet and then unceremoniously slammed down onto the canvas for a picture perfect German Suplex. The ring shuddered a bit from the impact as Jazmine would bounce off the mat, legs folded over before flopping back down to the mats. She laid there, arms and legs spread wide while moaning in pain. Daisuke would roll up onto his knees next to her, licking his lips devilishly while slowly crawling towards her head. "Its time to end this little....wrestling match" he mocked. Her head was placed in between her knees as he was sitting down on his knees in front of her.

Daisuke would lean forward, laying down on top of Jazmine with his thighs wrapping around her neck and face. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them to her sides while his head was facing her feet. He smirked as he looked back over his shoulders, facing back towards her. "Bae, you're just a little girl in a man's wrestling ring. You don't stand a chance. Just give up before this gets worse for you hun" he mocked. Daisuke began to squeeze his legs tightly around her head, completely the reverse headscissors.

He would cross his ankles with each other and force his legs upwards a bit, making her face press up against his briefs as well to make this submission much more humiliating!

[JustAUnicorn]

Jazmine barely had time to gather herself after the German suplex before Daisuke was on her again. She felt him slide overtop of her, his body heat intermingling with hers as he positioned himself in place. She couldn't help but shudder as the devious man licked his lips, no doubt picturing all sorts of demeaning moves he could do to her in this compromised position. True to his words, a split second later his powerful thighs snapped shut around her neck like a vise.

"Ngh...!"

Her eyes widened as the pressure immediately built around both sides of her neck. She instinctively reached up, trying to wedge her forearms between his legs and her throat, but Daisuke anticipated it, trapping her wrists long enough to deny any meaningful leverage. It only got worse as Daisuke inched his manhood ever closer to her face, forcing the dark skinned beauty to indulge in the sights and scents of his lower assets shoved directly into her mouth and nose! The crowds and cameras were loving every second of this humiliation! The referee quickly dropped to one knee beside them.

"Do you submit?"

"Mmph... hell... no..."

The words came out muffled, her mouth wedged between Daisuke's chiseled cheeks. Her hands worked tirelessly on the mat, fingers searching for enough space to pry his grip away. It finally dawned on her, that while her arms may be constrained, her legs were free. Jazmine took in as big a gasp of air as she could before throwing her legs upward, wrapping them around Daisuke's neck and clamping her thighs as tight as she could. If she was successful, Jazmine would lock her ankles together, thus cinching in what was essentially a double headscissor! With both of them locked between each other's legs, it was only a matter of time before one gave in or let go, and Daisuke had the advantage with his early start. Jazmine gasped and moaned as she flexed her thighs even harder, struggling to attack and defend at the same time!

[Teenwrestler]

With Daisuke having trapped Jazmine in such a humiliating position. He would smirk while looking towards the crowd. "I told you. Nobody can touch me, nobody can beat. Tch, this doll really thought she could come out and lay claim to MY ring? Hell nah. Its over and this is what happens to everyone who tries to....*ACK*" his rant cut off midway when her legs would go up and wrap them around his neck. She clamed her thighs shut and began to squeeze him hard. Daisuke groaned in pain as he struggled. Even though they were locked in a two way battle, her legs could pull off a harder squeeze than his for sure.

He immediately released her wrists and tried to grab her ankles, trying to pry them away from each other to try and create some space so that his head could escape. However, he soon abandoned that idea. If she wanted to go toe to toe with him in a trade off, he would oblige. Daisuke would roll over, with the two ending up on their sides. From there, he would wrap his arms around her midsection, squeezing her in a grounded bearhug and reverse headscissors.

Of course, her legs were still around his head too as the pair continued their battle. "Nrghh owwww....just....give up dammit" he hissed.