Daisuke Takeuchi vs Jazmine DeLuxe (D) - Royal Reckoning

[JustAUnicorn]

The fight was quickly becoming a battle of attrition. Daisuke's words died in his throat, replaced by a strained grunt as Jazmine tightened her squeeze, the sudden pressure forcing him to abandon his hold on her wrists. Jazmine could feel him immediately reaching for her ankles, trying to pry her legs apart, but she flexed her hips and kept the scissor tight, refusing to give him the opening.

Rather than continue pulling at her legs, Daisuke rolled them both onto their sides, dragging Jazmine with him. His arms cinched around her waist in a crushing grounded bearhug while his own legs remained wrapped around her head, transforming the exchange into a test of endurance. The pair lay tangled together on the canvas, each competitor applying pressure while trying to force the other to break first.

"GAAGH! Boy..." she managed between strained breaths. "You sound a whole lot more worried... than I do."

The crowd roared as neither competitor gave an inch. But something had to break, and Jazmine wasn't going to let it be her. In a surge of desperation, Jazmine flexed her hips and hurled her momentum sideways, attempting to twist their entangled position so that her back was facing the referee. With only a few seconds to spare before the ref caught on, Jazmine curled her now free fingers into a fist, sending it hammering right in between Daisuke's legs and directly into his manhood!

[Teenwrestler]

It was indeed a sight to behold. Two wrestlers going tooth and nail. Both of their sweaty coated bodies grinding together in a high intensity battle as they went submission against submission. Rolled over onto their side, coiled up in each others limbs, the only thing that remained now was to see who would give up first. Daisuke seemingly had the advantage, having locked the submission first. However, Jaz's legs were clearly stronger and he realized that, so he had to wrap his arms around her waist to get an advantage.

As the two squeezed, Daisuke's face turned red. He had to hold on, just a little more and she would no doubt tap. Then came her words, she didn't seem to be as worried as him? It certainly had to be some sort of plot and Daisuke continued his best efforts to try and squeeze the life out of her, just as she did to him. Suddenly, it all changed. The prince felt a painful jab right between his legs straight to his manhood.

"ARRGHHHHHHHH AHHHHHH REF" he yelled, letting her waist go before releasing her head. Daisuke tried to push off her body and move away from her, trying to curl up and cup his crotch from the sudden pain he felt from the dirty lowblow. "Urghh oww owww....DQ her....DQ that bitch right now" Daisuke demanded, much to the confusion of the ref who saw nothing!

[JustAUnicorn]

Was it dirty? Yeah. Did it work? Hell yeah. And the best part was that judging by the bewildered look on the official's face, Jazmine was going to get away with it too. Daisuke's crushing grip vanished in an instant, followed by a push that finally separated the two wrestlers. She took in gulp of air, her neck throbbed from the pressure of the headscissors and her ribs still ached from the bearhug, but hearing Daisuke howl in pain was more than enough to put that relieved grin back on her face.

"Told you I'd give you something to cry about bitch" Jazmine spat as she slowly crawled onto her knees. The referee instantly shot her a suspicious look, to which she simply shrugged her shoulder. "Whatchu lookin' at me for? I dunno what he's talking about."

The chorus of boos from the crowd seemed to indicate otherwise, but for the time being, the fight was still on, which meant Jazmine still had time to reclaime some of that spotlight. Daisuke was still trying to gather himself when Jazmine finally made it back to her feet. She circled her downed opponent with a sneer, before stepping in and driving the ball of her bare foot into his side with a sharp stomp, aiming to draw another pained reaction. She followed with a second stomp across back, keeping the howling prince grounded before reaching down to grab each one of his ankles.

Jazmine dragged him several feet toward the nearest corner and finally released him with another kick, leaving him flat on his back. The crowd immediately caught on as Jazmine turned and broke into a sprint up the corner. She planted one foot on the middle rope, then climbed smoothly onto the top turnbuckle, standing tall above the ring with complete confidence. The cheer of the crowds returned as she spread her arms wide, taking a second to soak in the attention while Daisuke remained laid out below. A cocky smile crossed her face as she pointed down at him.

"Take a good look Daisuke, cause I'mma about to shut your bitch ass up for good!"

Jazmine launched herself from the top rope, extending one leg straight out in front of her as she attempted a picture-perfect diving leg drop across Daisuke's upper chest and throat!

[Teenwrestler]

The wrestling prince was not expecting Jazmine to go low like that. All that talk about being the next superstar and being the top wrestler, yet she had to resort to this. Of course, one could not fault her too much for that tactic because given the chance, Daisuke would have done the same or used a similar dirty tactic to escape a sticky situation. With the two free from each others clutches, Daisuke would roll over and curl up while howling in pain. Jazmine and Dai would continue trading words, but this time she would also have some sass for the referee while she played innocent.

As the crowd jeered the female wrestler, she did not seem to care. Instead, she got back up to her feet and drove the sole of her feet against his sides."Urghh Arghhh" he cried out, rolling over here and there to protect his body while she stomped down on him. Eventually, she would drag his ankle and drag him to the corner before once more kicking him. Daisuke seemed as if he was down and out, barely moving while down on his back near the corner.

Meanwhile, Jaz climbed the top rope and took some time to flaunt for the crowd. That would prove to be a mistake. When she launched herself off the turnbuckle and came down, Dai rolled out of the way and her leg smacked against the canvas! Realizing that this would be his chance to take back the advantage from her, Daisuke would prop up on his and then drive his knee into her lower back while she was still in her seated position after having missed the legdrop. Daisuke kept his knee against her lower back while grabbing her chin and pulling her head backwards to trap her in a chinlock submission!

[JustAUnicorn]

All the confidence in the world couldn't have saved Jazmine as soon as she launched herself from the top rope. Despite the stomping she had given Daisuke, the male wrestler had somehow managed to summon the strength to roll away at the last second. Her leg crashed hard against the mat with a loud smack, the impact jolting through her hip and lower back. She immediately grabbed at the back of her thigh with a sharp gasp, her face contorting in frustration. Before she could recover, something heavy slammed into the small of her back.

"Ahhh!"

Daisuke's knee dug deep between her shoulder blades, forcing her spine to painfully stretch out before she had a chance to roll away. Jazmine instinctively reached behind herself, trying to shove him off, but his hand shot under her chin and wrenched her head backward.

"Ngh... let... go!"

Her spine arched painfully as the chinlock cinched tighter. Every attempt to pull forward only seemed to feed more leverage into Daisuke's grip. His knee continued driving into her lower back, leaving her trapped in an awkward seated position and feeling like a hot knife was slowly being wedged between her shoulders. Her fingers wrapped around his hands, straining as she tried to peel them away from her jaw, but the experienced wrestler kept her head cranked high enough that she couldn't generate any real power. But despite the discomfort, the hardened street queen still refused to yield. "You gonna have to do better than... ngh... this..." she hissed, her heels digging into the mat as she struggled to search for purchase.

[Teenwrestler]

Just like that, the tide of the match had turned into Daisuke's favour. One mistake from Jazmine cost her. She took too long on the top turnbuckle to rile up the crowd which allowed Daisuke that one or two second of recovery time that he needed. When she came crashing down, she missed her target and Daisuke took control. Daisuke had his knee grinding into her lower back while his hands cupped her chin, yanking her body backwards in a painful chinlock.

Jaz did her best to try and escape, grabbing his hands, digging her heels into the mat and struggling wildly. However, Daisuke had a ironclad grip and was not letting go. Still, the point of the match was to win via humiliation and this was not humiliating enough. "Oh trust me bae, I can" he would mock while grinning behind her. Daisuke would move his hands from her chin to her mouth. He used his middle and index fingers, on both hands, to hook the sides of her mouth, stretching her mouth wide in a painful and humiliating fish hook submission.

The move was borderline illegal, but Daisuke wanted payback. "What? Its a humiliating submission move? Its allowed in this match" he said while holding her face like that. His knee continued to grind against her back while he momentarily argued with the referee.

[JustAUnicorn]

As painful as the submission was becoming, Jazmine could at least take solace in the fact that the move wasn't particularly humiliating, a point which Daisuke seemed keen to rectify. Daisuke's fingers crept near the corners of her mouth before finding their mark, stretching her lips painfully apart while his knee continued grinding into the small of her back. A muffled cry escaped her throat, quickly swallowed by the humiliating hold. Her head remained pulled back over his knee, leaving her almost completely exposed as the cameras closed in on her grimace. Every tug stung, making her jaw ache nearly as much as her lower back.

The referee immediately leaned in, warning Daisuke about the hold, but the Wrestling Prince was quick to dismiss him. His attention stayed fixed on Jazmine, savoring the payback. The fish hook made it impossible to fire back with another taunt, leaving only an angry glare in her eyes.

Rather than continuing to pull against his grip, she suddenly stopped resisting altogether, drawing him in as though the submission was finally wearing her down. At the same time, she reached one arm behind herself and hooked around Daisuke's calf, trapping the very leg whose knee was grinding into her back. Her other arm reached over her shoulder, reaching back to hook around the back of his head, securing as much control over his upper body as she could.

With her grip secured, Jazmine embarked on her greatest feat of strength of the match so far, driving both feet into the mat and exploding into a powerful bridge. The sudden lift drove her hips upward and pulled Daisuke's weight onto her back. With one of his legs trapped under her arm and his head cinched against her shoulder, his base was momentarily broken as he was forced to ride up with her instead of continuing to drive his knee into her spine. Jazmine immediately tucked her chin and pushed through her legs, attempting to rise the rest of the way to her feet with Daisuke draped awkwardly across her back in a backpack position. Still clinging to his leg and head, Jazmine would suddenly throw her weight backward into a sharp seated drop, attempting to secure her escape once and for all with a backpack stunner!

[Teenwrestler]

With the move shifted to a humiliating fishhook and knee grind instead of a classic chinlock, a submission to this would officially mean that the match was over. Despite her best efforts, Daisuke was not letting go. When she would stop resisting for a few seconds, it seemed inevitable that a submission from the rookie wrestler was soon to follow. "That's right....you put up a good fight but its over bae" Daisuke mocked. She reached her arm back and hooked around his calf while the other went around the back of his head to make him lean forward. At first, that caused his knee to grind into her back even more. "Hah, nice try but whatever you are trying to do- it wont work" he said in a confident tone.

Jaz would then show off some impressive technique and strength. She drove both feet into the mat and bridged up, causing the prince to press up against her back. "Nrgh what the?" he gasped as soon the female wrestler soon tucked her chin forward and started to rise. "No no.....you...you cant! URGH just give it up already" he said, pulling on the inside of her mouth even harder with the fishhook. Jaz rose to her feet with Daisuke draped over her back and then she fell backwards into a seated drop for a spectacular backpack stunner.

His head bounce off her shoulder and he flopped off her back, releasing her altogether as he fell down onto his back-arms and legs spread wide as he stared up at the arena ceiling. "Uhhg........impossible, this is impossible" he groaned. Daisuke's world was rocked. Jazmine was indeed the real deal!

[JustAUnicorn]

The announcers were in disbelief. The crowd was on their feet. Jazmine had somehow turned what should have been a match-ending fishhook submission into a spectacular reversal of her own. The Wrestling Prince had been certain he had her trapped, yet a burst of strength and technique had completely flipped the momentum back in her favor. She pushed herself up to her knees, looking down at Daisuke as she wiped her thumb across her lips.

"You never learn, do you hun? You just ain't built to handle all this."

The crowd erupted as Jazmine climbed back to her feet, rubbing at her jaw as she recovered. Daisuke was still sprawled out, trying to shake the cobwebs from the backpack stunner. For a moment, Jazmine allowed herself to enjoy the sight. She stomped her foot into his stomach, digging in with enough pressure to remind him who had control while she turned toward the cameras and soaked in the reaction from the audience. Her sweat-covered body glistened under the arena lights as she raised her arms, basking in the cheers. The celebration only lasted a moment though. Jazmine knew the match wasn't over yet.

She stepped around to Daisuke's legs and grabbed his ankle, dragging him away from the ropes before he could use them to recover. Dropping down beside him, she lifted one of his legs and threaded it between her own before hooking her thighs around it. Her second leg followed, wrapping around his opposite leg as she crossed and trapped his lower limbs apart. With his legs secured, Jazmine slid her body overtop of his and reached down for control of his arms. She pulled his wrists outward and pinned them toward the mat, spreading his arms and legs out wide with her own limbs. The hold left Daisuke completely exposed, his legs trapped, his arms controlled, and his body forced into an humiliating position beneath her. Jazmine leaned in slightly, her lips hot against Daisuke's ear.

"You're beneath me Daisuke... I want you to always remember that, m'kay babe?"

Jazmine wouldn't give him a chance to respond, instead immediately shoving her breasts downwards right into Daisuke's face, enveloping his mouth and nose in her beautiful ebony assets! As if the smother grapevine submission wasn't already humiliating enough, Jazmine began undulating her body against Daisuke, her sweat soaked body grinding against the chiseled abs of her opponent in the most daring display of dominance yet. The referee dropped beside them, checking Daisuke's condition as the crowd roared at the sight of the Wrestling Prince being controlled by the newcomer.

[Teenwrestler]

Daisuke was still in shock that Jazmine actually escaped that. Not only did she escape, she did so in style and power- completely overwhelming the wrestling prince. As he laid there on his back, still wondering how she managed to pull that move off- Jazmine was already planning her next move. In fact, she would even answer Daisuke's question for him. He was just build to handle her? For a moment, he may even start to believe that given how in shock he still was. He quickly shook his head, getting those feelings out of his mind as he reminded himself of just who the hell HE was!

"Nrgh just who the hell do you think you are huh? Do you even know who I am? HAH, not built to handle you? Dont make me laugh, you're just a rook-UUUGHHHHHH" he groaned, his upper body jerked up off the mat as spittle flew off his mouth when she stomped her bare foot against his abdomen and continued to keep it there, pressing down on him while raising her arms above the air. She basked in the cheers while Daisuke writhed under her, but the match was not over.

Jazmine grabbed his legs and dragged him away from the ropes to the middle of the ring. The female wrestler would proceed to trap Daisuke's legs with her own, catching him in a grapevine before sliding on top of him. Their equally muscled and sweaty bodies grinding in a display of dominance by Jazmine, letting him know who was in control. She grabbed his arms, pinned them over his head. "Urgh No....No....Jazmine wait" he gasped before she shoved her breasts onto his face. "MFMFMFMFMFMFMFMFM" he mumbled under her breasts, unable to breathe.

The struggle was on! The prince bridged up high, shook his body left and right, he tried to raise his arms upwards to break the pin. He was flopping up and down like a fish out of water, unable to breathe.