Showing them the Sheets - Drifter Vs Yoko Littner

[thesteedman]

FIVE!

All at once, Drifter could see why these matches were so popular with the LAW viewers. Given two female wrestlers in a state of undress were grappling with each other, in real close contact trying to pin each other down against a large soft bed, it was no wonder it was one of the most popular style matches the federation had to offer. Drifter was so close to Yoko, trying to maintain her pin that she could feel her breathing against her face with each effort of exertion as she looked to slip free. Yoko did not seem to over commit to her efforts at first, perhaps gauging Drifter's own strength, or perhaps looking not to open herself up to a submission hold...

That changed however as the count slowly progressed, and her movements began to increase, incidentally forcing more body contact with the fellow wrestler, as Drifter felt Yoko's firm midriff slowly slide against her own. Drifter blushed slightly, forcing herself down with a little more effort, pressing her chest against Yoko's more than impressive breasts in an effort to keep the pin going.
"Well... that's... yet to be seen. I have to admit, when I joined the LAW I didn't have these kind of matches in mind." Drifter whispered with a small yet pleasant smile. A slight unsteady edge in her tone betrayed that the lightweight wrestler was no doubt nervous.

SIX!

Drifter knew it was going to be this easy, and her trail of thoughts soon proved to be true when Yoko now began to make a true effort to escape. Suddenly her hips forced upwards against Drifters in a sharp movement, looking to throw her off guard or ideally throw her off entirely. Drifter was not so easily dispatched of however, hunkering down as Yoko bucked against her again. Given it was only the beginning of the struggle, Yoko had plenty of energy within her luscious and powerful body, and each attempt to throw Drifter seemed to grow more vigorous. Their bare midriffs seemed to be in constant contact, docked together as Katherine felt Yoko's well defined abs press and gently slide against her own.

SEVEN!

Katherine blushed a little deeper, realising how much body contact there was right now. Yoko was finally able to shift Drifter from her form however with another hard buck, finally freeing her shoulders and ultimately breaking the pinfall at seven. Drifter tried to take advantage of the sudden buck however, feeling herself shifting to fall to the left of Yoko to lie besides her on the large Emperor sized bed that made for their ring in this match up. Having been caught in a bodyscissors herself only moments ago, Drifter attempted to return the favour, managing to slide a leg below Yoko's back before it could rest against the bed after her buck, before she tried to throw her other leg over her lower stomach.

If successful, she would slap her ankles together to try and lock in a side bodysicssors, looking to press her thighs in against Yoko's bare stomach and lower back in a vice like grip.

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Yoko wriggled underneath the fit body of her opponent. Yoko enjoyed a struggle like this, although she would've preferred to be the one on top, instead. As the count advanced, Yoko was growing ever more desperate. She bucked her hips over and over again, pushing her frame up numerous times, just for the Drifter to simply push her lower frame down against Yoko's. The two women shared blushes as their bellies and breasts slid and ground through each other from their erratic movements.

At the count of seven, Yoko managed to push her opponent off, however, Kat used the bucking that Yoko did to her advantage - she slipped one of her legs under Yoko's back while putting the other one onto her stomach. Aaahhh! Damn. Ghh. That's some slick moves, lady. Yoko commented as she was grunting while Drifter's jean-covered thighs were trying to turn Yoko's curvy frame into mush. Naturally, Yoko's hands went to pry dem legs apart. They failed to do so, but it was enough to make the squeeze less painful.

Yoko would place her feet into the bed and try to push her body from side to side, up and down in hopes to weaken the hold, although it was pretty optimistic to expect something from that. Yoko needed to think of a plan to escape this hold, since she couldn't simply punch her way out and she sure wasn't going to lose a bedroom match in the starting minutes of it. Silver would laugh Yoko's ass off...

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Suddenly the rule of no striking felt like it was working in Drifter's favour. Though striking was naturally Katherine's best ability, she knew she could use this bodyscissor without fear of being punched by Yoko. That did not stop her opponant from trying to push free, as she felt her hands grasp at her thighs, looking to loosen her grip. Drifter bit on her lower lip, straightening her legs at once and adjusting the hold. Her ankles literally slapped together as she clamped on the scissor tighter, fighting against Yoko's writhing as she began to pour on the pressure. Her thighs noticably tensed up as her muscles hardened, slowly pressing in against Yoko's exposed lower stomach and back in a tight and surprisingly effective scissor.

Drifter leaned her body back, looking to add more leverage and pressure, as her legs began to squeeze Yoko in unpredictable bursts of pressure. Her taut stomach tensed each time Drifter squeezed, showing the effort and strength she was applying to the scissor hold. She knew it was unlikely such a hold would force a victory, but she knew she could drain Yoko of much of her strength with such a constricting grasp with minimal effort on her part.
"Thank you. I figured I couldn't stay on you long enough so I had to think of something else." Drifter mentioned, revealing that the hold was certainly not accidental. She tried to shift herself a little, looking to position Yoko's stunning and exposed midriff fruther between her thighs so she might be able to get better leverage and compress her stomach with a stronger squeeze.

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Even through the jeans, Yoko could feel Drifter's thigh muscles get harder and harder. Yoko readjusted her breathing to increase the time before she'd start running low on oxygen. Drifter was systematically using short bursts of sudden squeezes while Yoko was letting out low and lengthy moans at the same time when she was exhaling, this way she wasn't wasting any oxygen and this bought her some time to think of something more clever.

Eventually, the redhead with a gun came up with an idea that looked like it could work, at least in her mind it did. Yoko would place both of her hands on Drifter's upper thigh that was pressing down onto Yoko's stomach. Yeah... I figured I can't stay in this hold for long as well... Yoko would say before she'd press her frame down onto the leg that was crushing her from below while her hands would push the upper leg upwards, this way pushing in both directions, effectively forcing a leg split from Drifter. Yoko hoped that she could make the gap big enough so that she could somehow escape that crushing grip.

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Drifter strained, looking to pour on extra pressure as Yoko made her escape attempt. She felt the red head's hands grip firmly against her thigh with a renewed strength and determination, watching as Yoko's stunning midriff tensed up as she exerted her body to gain strength. Given it was reasonably early in the struggle, Yoko had a good amount of energy within her althetic form, and slowly but surely she began to make progress, loosening the constriction of Drifter's scissor hold. Drifter applied more force herself in further efforts to try and contain her opponant, making sure as to not give Yoko an easy task of escaping her bodyscissors... but eventually, with leverage slowly shifting to Yoko's favour, she was unable to keep her hold upon her.

With a grunt, Drifter felt her legs get pulled apart from the scissor hold, her ankles no longer locked with Yoko's tender midriff finally free of the grueling squeeze. Drifter tried to adjust herself, looking to lock her legs further up on Yoko in an attempt to head scissor, but leverage was still against her given Yoko's grip, and with her other leg pinned below Yoko's back it simply seemed unpractical. Drifter cursed herself mentally, shifting her legs away from Yoko and scrambling to regain position and composure, something made a little difficult on the soft surface of the bed. Katherine tried to keep the momentum on her side, lunging at Yoko in an attempt to tackle her before she could compose herself.

If successful, Drifter would attempt to shift and try and take her back. It was clear her intent was to try and lock on a sleeper and another draining scissor on the already worn down body of Yoko. It seemed Katherine's tactic was clear, to try and remain in control of the struggle and slowly drain the energy from Yoko to further exhaust her.

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As Yoko fought for her freedom, the two women were in a struggle of muscle power. Yoko noticed Drifter's abs tense up as the latter was applying the ever-increasing pressure on Yoko's own midriff that also had it's abs tensed . While Drifter could only depend mostly on her thighs for power, Yoko could use most of her body in this position to oppose her opponent. Maybe Drifter was even stronger than Yoko, however, in this position, Yoko was the one capable to apply more force than the Drifter and so, slowly, but surely, the scissor grip eventually got pried open.

When the time was right, Yoko rolled away as quickly as she could. Funnily enough, Kat had the same idea. After a few rolls, Yoko started getting up and did not see Kat coming at her from behind. Aaghh! Yoko yelped as she was tackled in the back and was brought down to the bed once again. Uhh... You're a... Fierce woman, Kat... Yoko said in between her struggles against the fellow redhead. Yoko felt Drifter crawl onto her back and she could make a good guess what the girl was up to and Yoko sure wasn't going to give up. I like it.

Yoko took notice of Drifter's arms trying to make their way around Yoko's neck. Yoko would grab those arms by the wrists and try to prevent them from locking in by keeping them apart. It's natural for a redhead. Yoko would say before starting to roll in hopes to lose her opponent or at least make it as hard as possible to lock her legs around Yoko's waist again...

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"Heh! I won't argue with that!" Drifter giggled, agreeing with Yoko's statement about the fierceness of redheads. She once more bit on her lower lip in determination when she tried to secure her arms around Yoko's neck. If she had locked in a sleeperhold it would have been such an advantage. On the bed it would have been difficult to escape from, and she surely would have been able to drain a significant amount of fight from the strong wrestler. It wasn't meant to be however, as Yoko managed to wrestle some control, grasping her wrists and keeping her arms from wrapping around her.

Yoko also began to roll, with Katherine still taking her back fighting for leverage and position. But Katherine had already managed to get her legs loosely around Yoko, keeping position as she rolled. Through fortune more than skill, Katherine was able to sink one of her legs in right around Yoko's lower midriff, before throwing her other leg to catch her own ankle below her knee. Though it was another bodyscissor, this one was a deadly figure four bodyscissors, locked in much tighter than the previous. The fans might have had cause to complain to see the same move being used twice, but given the sounds such squeezing pressure forced from Yoko earlier, they were actually probably more than pleased to see her scantily clad stunning body caught in another constricting grasp.

Given Yoko was wrestling to keep Drifter from wrapping her arms around her neck in a sleeper, it gave Katherine a free chance to pour pressure around her stunning midriff with her figure four bodyscissors. Squeezing tightly, Katherine leaned back, not minding that her own wrists were bound for now, as she was content to further drain Yoko of some fight, adjusting her legs for another powerful crushing hold against a stunning midriff that had already been subjected to a draining squeeze.
"I have to admit... I'm kinda having fun." Katherine whispered finally, her nerves having finally eased now. It felt almost like a playful fight, it was hard to comprehend this was actually a serious match given how kind and fun Yoko was during the struggle.

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Yoko managed to prevent getting the sleeper hold locked in by having a hold of her opponent's wrists, not letting go. Yoko knew that if she stayed still, Drifter would have her legs wrapped around Yoko's waist. So, Yoko started rolling on the bed, but the Drifter still eventually managed to snake the damn legs around that sexy waist.

Yoko appreciated Drifter's fighting spirit, the girl certainly wasn't holding back which meant she wasn't showing any kind of disrespect, which was nice. Though, constantly being pushed around despite all efforts was pretty irritating, too... The irritating part was that Yoko could do nothing whatsoever to fight the squeezing grip on her waist as her hands were occupied and she couldn't let go, otherwise she'd get a sleeper hold as a bonus on top of the scissors. As for her legs, well, those couldn't do a thing. Ggghhh... Aaaaaahhhhh! Yoko grit her teeth, enduring the squeeze for some time until she could hold it in no longer and let out a long and loud moan

Yoko pushed her legs against the bed to bridge her body upwards with each squeeze, although Yoko had no idea how that would help at all.
Yoko heard Drifter admit that she was having fun which earned a small giggle from Yoko before another moan. Sure, Kat was having fun... At Yoko's expense, that is! Ugh... Yeah... Beats fighting on the street until one can no longer move... RRaaaahhh! Anyday... Yoko would reply, continuing to endure the punishment and having her brains go on overload in an attempt to try and think of something that would help

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It was a deadly combination, and Drifter knew she was in the driving seat, at least for now. Yoko had her arms largely contained, but it meant that her legs had free reign to continue the pressure, picking up on the draining hold where the previous scissor had left off. This one was tighter and sinked in good, with little effort required on Drifter's part as the figure four grasp meant she could pace herself whilst applying severe pressure on the slender and exposed midriff of Yoko. She knew the more time that passed, the weaker Yoko would become. She was restricting her breathing and simply pressing the energy out of her with each constant adjustment of pressure. If Yoko tried to pry free, Drifter would be able to wrap her arms around her neck for a deadly sleeper.

It was a difficult situation, but Drifter knew Yoko had the capability to escape, so she had to be mindful and careful. Even when speaking, she suspected Yoko was trying to distract her from the hold, yet she could not help but indulge in conversation now that she was beginning to settle into the match.
"I suppose so. I didn't imagine I would be fighting on a bed though after the street. Even fighting in a ring comes as a bit of a surprise to me." Katherine couldn't help but note, adjusting her body to put a better squeeze on the slender midriff of Yoko. Given the moans and the way Yoko squirmed between her legs, it was a clear bet that the watching crowds would no doubt be enjoying the near intimate struggle as both women used their bodies as weapons.

"It kind of makes a nice change not to be pummelling someone too within an inch of their lives. This match should give me some good experience that I don't always have to use my fists." Drifter further noted with a slight giggle, giving another long squeeze to Yoko. Having been caught in scissors herself plenty of times, Drifter was curious to see how Yoko would escape. Given the two couldn't strike each other, she would have to think of another means to break the hold without risking capture in a sleeper hold.

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Ughh! Heheh! I guess your thighs are just as deadly... Aaaahhh! Yoko jested as she felt the power of the thighs of her opponent. To be fair Yoko did not know the power of Drifter's fists, though. Drifter's giggle was pretty cute, but the squeeze that followed wasn't.

Yoko was turning her brain inside out in an attempt to think of a way to get out of this hold that wouldn't backfire. After a good while of thinking and torment, Yoko was able to come up with only a single idea. An idea that worked for her before. You should know that... Uuurghh! Since Yoko's legs were free, she could easily place them on the bed and use them to turn them around. At first glance, turning them around would do no good for Yoko, maybe make it worse, even. However, that is only assuming Yoko would roll once! The thing is, she wouldn't stop there, she would continue rolling in the same direction until they'd reach the edge of the bed and if everything went according to plan - off the bed as well... Redheads are fierce!