Maxine Rossi vs. Desdemona 'Dizzy' Belti - Out of the Dark

[BlackAkuma]

Yeah. Yeah, that sucked.

Not that Dizzy had any problem with taking a hit or two in a match, especially when the one throwing out those hits was as stone-cold gorgeous as this. But, on the other hand, when they told her she had an oil match, well…

Well, she hadn't expected to be nearly getting a busted nose.

Dizzy was, thankfully, not so fragile that she couldn't take a single hit, but she needed a second, and Maxine didn’t seem keen on giving her the time. That brought another thing that she didn’t expect to be suffering in an oil match: A figure-four leglock.

”What, what, ow!” Dizzy writhered in the hold, twisting and turning as Maxine locked it in and trapped her. As slick as the oil was, it wasn’t good enough for her to simply slip her way out - for now, she was stuck.

Even still, she couldn't help but laugh. A pained laugh through her groans. But a laugh. ”Phew! So…aggressive.”

[CaptainL]

At the sight of Maxine twisting Dizzy's legs into the figure four, the fans burst out in cheers. It was no small feat if Maxine had the coordination to tie her opponent up in such a hold even when both of their bodies were slick with oil, but the heavyweight had done just that, and now it was Dizzy's turn to suffer the brunt of the force. She twisted and turned from side to side, but she wasn't able to break the grip Maxine had on her - and that brought a smile to the former porn star's face as she looked on at her handiwork.

Although it didn't seem like she was doing much to get through to Dizzy. As a matter of fact, the girl had started laughing, even if Maxine was exerting crushing pressure down against her leg! At that sight, Maxine frowned. Was her move truly not working?

If that was the case, it seemed she was going to need to try harder! "What, does that tickle?" Maxine teased. If she needed to put more force on Dizzy, she was perfectly capable of doing that - she arched her back, lifting her hips higher into the air to increase the angle between the two of them and compress Dizzy's legs further. However, doing so would also further shift her center of balance, and if Dizzy so decided, she might have an easier time toppling Maxine over with the right application of force.

[BlackAkuma]

Yeah, laughter was a bit of an odd reaction to being put in one of the most famous submission moves in wrestling history, wasn’t it? It certainly didn’t have anything to do with the move not hurting; that was for sure, and Dizzy didn’t have great endurance or a surreal tolerance for pain. She was average in those areas, at best.

But she couldn't help herself. She was just having too much fun, pain be damned. Getting thrashed by big sexy women was her jam.

“No, no…it definitely doesn’t tickle.” Dizzy spoke through gritted teeth as Maxine kept pumping the hold, milking it for all it was worth. Really getting into it, too.

Maybe a little too into it. When Maxine brought her legs up and changed the angle, Dizzy decided that was her best chance. She threw her whole body to the side, flipping them over and immediately taking away the pressure, a much appreciated shift.

But she wasn’t done.

Dizzy threw herself on Maxine’s back, wrapped her arms around the woman’s throat, and tried to get her legs around her waist, trying to lock in a tight - as tight as oil would allow - sleeper hold.

[CaptainL]

Maxine lifting her center of balance off the mat had been a double-edged sword. On one hand, it allowed her to apply more leverage against Dizzy's back, increasing the force that was bearing down against her - but on the other, it meant she didn't have as solid and grounded of a balance. So when Dizzy rolled herself over to the side, it was her turn to take control, sending Maxine down against the slick mats with the sound of a wet slap!

The heavyweight let out a gasp as she found herself upended, followed by a choked hiss as the pressure of the hold came down against her legs instead. But it wasn't long before Dizzy broke the hold - so that she could change her tactics, jumping onto Maxine's back to apply a sleeperhold instead! The two women met with the sound of oil-slick skin clapping together, just before Dizzy's arm and legs pulled closer around Maxine to draw her into her embrace!

Against the pressure of the younger girl's grip, Maxine began to sputter and cough. All around her, it felt like the force was narrowing in on her! With the veins bulging in her forehead, she would attempt to reach up and grab Dizzy's arm to try and pry it away from her, all as she gave another hard buck with her hips to try and shake her off. If there was any upside to this, it was that the oil would make any grip Dizzy could have on her a tenuous one! And if Maxine could make use of that, she might be able to get Dizzy off of her!

[BlackAkuma]

Dizzy throwing herself on Maxine’s back was purely a tactical move. Nothing more, nothing less.

She certainly didn’t do it to latch onto the woman’s back and hump her spine or anything. It was totally natural. Platonic, even.

…okay, so she might have done it for that reason, but Dizzy felt like she couldn't be blamed; Maxine was just too hot to resist. And it wasn’t like her little plan wasn’t bearing fruit, anyway. She clamped on tight, as tight as the oil would allow and squeezed, putting all the pressure she could find on her foe’s throat. It might work, it just might…

Nope.

Dizzy cried out as her grip was pulled and her opponent bucked, sending her ass-over-teakettle, flying over head and cover flat on her back - right in front of Maxine, right in the danger zone. Realizing the bad spot, she scrabbled up and tried to scurry away, hoping she could get clear before Maxine could catch her.