No place for a girl (For Armada)

[Teenwrestler]

Deep inside, Jacob was worried that Kaede would actually win this spar. He had to do something to try and get her angry, in hopes that she wouldn't wrestle with a clear head. He started to once again taunt her and it was slowly but surely working, her cheeks flushed red in anger and embarrassment when he mentioned that she had deliberately tried to smother him. Kaede was furious, despite her offence and advantage, the male still had to blame her breasts for his disadvantage?

"You shut up! Every time I wrestle you or go for a move, those things get in the way" he yelled back.

He continued to make excuses and then suddenly lunged in at her for a lock up. He pressed himself against her, pushing her back a couple of steps. Jacob knew he had gotten to her, she simply struggled to cope up with his strength without trying to maneuver around. With that, Jacob brought his knee up into her belly to knock the wind out of her and get her to double over infront of her.

If that worked, he would wrap his arm around her head for a front facing headlock.

"Just give up, princess" he smirked.

[Armada]

Damn! That was stupid! Should never have locked up without a plan.

Kaede chided herself for letting her fluster get the best of her. Now she was locking horns with a much bigger bull, and his strength was already begging to overwhelm her. The pressure kept building more and more, forcing Kaede to retreat a few steps just to keep from being forced over. She was painfully aware that each step brought her closer towards the ropes, and if things kept up like this, she would be trapped in a very bad situation.

She wouldn’t have to worry about that too much longer, as a new problem made itself known in the form of Jacob’s knee. It came as suddenly as a freight train, and hit like one too. The blow instantly knocked all of the air out of Kaede’s lungs, forcing her to hunch over and try to breath and resist chocking on her own saliva. It was a prime opportunity; one Jacob would jump on.

As soon as the lock up was broken, Jacob’s arm snaked around Kaede’s skull, squeezing it tight like a pincer hold. Kaede’s arms moved to try and pry the arm away from her skull, but there was no give in the powerful forearm. Jacob’s confidence skyrocketed, already demanding she give up just because things got a little painful. There was no way she would lose to someone so conceited~

Her answer came in the form of a mimic attack, copying Jacob’s earlier movements and wrapping her arms arounds his waist. As soon as they were in position, she began to squeeze down hard, looking to hurt him just as much as he was hurting her.

[Teenwrestler]

Having gotten the better of Kaede for the second time in this match only, Jacob quickly sought to take advantage of the situation by ramming his knee up into her abs to get her to double over infront of him. Once she did, the male quickly wrapped his arm around her face to lock in a front face headlock. Jacob had his teeth gritted in effort as he held on and squeezed despite Kaede's effort to try and escape or loosen up the hold a bit. He kept doubling down on his efforts and stomped the mat to get reinforce the hold with a bit of a jerk.

However, Jacob was hit with something quite unexpected- he didn't expect Kaede to pull of a bearhug just like he did earlier. Her arms wrapped around his waist and she began to squeeze him as well- almost reversing their roles from before. "Nrghh w-what?!" he hissed in pain. Jacob didn't want to show it but her grip was quite impressive and he was surprised she could pull that move off. "S-stop embarassing yourself! Arrgghhhh owww...you girls can never pull off a bearhug" he would moan.

Despite his words, he was clearly feeling the effects from her squeezing- with his own submission loosened up quite considerably. After a moment of back and forth exchanges, he would suddenly release her hand and bring his hands down to Kaede's wrists in an attempt to try and pry her hands off his waist. "AHHHH Let go!" he screamed.

[Armada]

The pressure around Kaede’s skull and neck was intense! Jacob was strong! Much stronger then the smaller grappler herself. It was a wonder her skull didn’t pop off its neck, but Kaede took her licks and pushed through it! She knew just giving up was exactly what Jacob wanted. Whatever Jacob wanted, Kaede was determined not to give him.

So, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist, and she squeezed. She squeezed as hard as she could! Her muscles burning as she asked more from them every second that passed. She used her own suffering to push through her limits! To Teach Jacob a lesson and pay him back for his earlier hold. If he was going to try and pull something, she was going to make sure he regretted it later with his damaged hips.

Suddenly, the pain around her head was gone. Jacob had abandoned his hold to try and break hers! A wave of elation washed over the orange attired wrestler. She had outlasted him, and now he was the one in a vulnerable position!

Rather then point out any of his contradicting statements, Kaede pushed the advantage. Giving a quick kick to the back of the larger mans knee, she looked to try and destabilize his balance she could roughly throw him to the floor and then mount him in a tactic that was similar to an MMA fight.

[Teenwrestler]

Having locked in the front facing headlock, Jacob thought the tide of the match was finally going to shift in his favour. The male would continue to squeeze her head firmly and show her just how much of a better grappler he was than her. Kaede had embarrassed him during most of the spar and what was worse, Derek was there to witness all this. Being the more senior member of the Dominion, Jacob couldn't let the youngest member see get out-wrestled like that, especially after all the stuff he said about female wrestlers.

Thus, he would put extra pressure in the headlock and would intend to hurt Kaede. However, the orange clad wrestler was a class above the blue brief clad male and she would wrap her arms around his waist and squeeze him back, returning the favour. The two traded submission for submission and Jacob was the first to let go. He would bring his hands down to try and pry her hands off his waist. Whilst he was busy trying to escape, Kaede would strike the back of his knee with a stiff kick!

"Uurghh shit!" he cursed and the sweaty male would go down on one knee before he was shoved roughly on the ring mats, face first.

[Armada]

So far, everything had been going according to plan. Jacob was egotistical, and as Kaede had learned throughout the years, those types of people were hardly ever half as good as they thought they were. This man was proving to be now different. He relented his hold around her head, which gave her the avility to strike his knee and nock him down to his knees, limiting his mobility until she could brin him down to the mat completely. Now it was much easier to work on him in the position they were in.

As quick as she could, Kaede would slip her arm’s around Jacobs throat and try to squeeze down onto his windpipe! She planned on totally knocking him out as quickly as possible. In a way, that would be the best possible outcome to both humble him as well as prove herself to those watching. Her chest smushed into his back as she began to squeeze down on her rear chokehold, looking to force this man to pass out in front of his colleague.

“It will all be over if you just tap out. If only you wrestled as well as you spewed nonsense, you might have actually stood a chance.”

[Teenwrestler]

The more Derek saw this match from the position of the referee, the more he was impressed by Kaede. Not only was she cute, fit and good looking but she also knew how to wrestle! He blushed a bit as he walked around her, pretending to do his duties as a referee but he just wanted to get a bit close to her every chance he could get. Meanwhile, Jacob was having a hard time trying to wrestle back against the tomboy, who seemed to have his number. Having been out-wrestled by her again in their submission trade-off, the Perfect Storm was shoved down on his belly as his face smacked against the ring mats.

This was the perfect chance for Kaede who swooped in and laid on top of Jacob completely, her breasts pressing up against his upper back while her arm slipped around Jacob's throat. Kaede squeezed her arm tightly for a sleeper hold submission, looking to take Jacob out if he wasn't prepared to tap out to her.

The brief clad wrestler would squirm under Kaede, his legs kicking the mats wildly as he jerked around left and right but that was not enough to get Kaede off his back. She stayed on top and squeezed harder and harder, warning him that if he didn't tap she would gladly knock him out cold. Derek would get on all fours next to him, asking if he was ready to tap but Jacob shook his head.

"Urggh! *cough* I-I'm not going to lose to a damn tomboy! Urrghhh GET OFF" he growled in frustration. Jacob attempted to pry her arms off his neck for a moment before trying something else, he would try to swing his elbow into her sides in an attempt to weaken her hold before trying to jerk her off of him.

[Armada]

Kaede continued to tighten her grip around Jacob’s neck, cutting off his oxygen and forcing him to grow weaker and weaker. The man was like riding a bull, which served as a double-edged sword. The more he struggled, the more oxygen he spent while trying to throw the young woman off. If she had to guess, he was getting desperate. He had spoken so very high and mighty, but every tactic he attempted was countered by the woman he tarnished.

Kaede’s eye noticed that Derek was watching the fight with a curious expression. Well, perhaps it was her imagination…but he appeared to be watching her specifically. He blushed as he seemed to look her over, even as she was working over his partner. Feeling his gaze on her bare back made her blush as well. Perhaps it even forced her to loosen her grip, because soon Jacob was strong enough to send a sharp elbow into her ribs!


“AAARRRGGHHH!”

With a heavy heave, Jacob tossed Kaede away, letting the poor girl bounce off of the canvas and roll to her feet. Somehow, he was still strong enough to fight back and even toss her around. Maybe it was because Derek was watching, but something kept distracting her from the fight at hand, even as she stood and squared off against a recovering jerk wrestler.

[Teenwrestler]

Jacob was seriously struggling against the much skilled female wrestler. Brought down onto one knee before being grappled down to the mats completely, Kaede would mount the male wrestler and trap him in a tight choke hold, squeezing him harder and harder. Jacob struggled to escape, his hands aimlessly flailing about whilst he attempted to crawl to the ropes all the while sucking in any sort of air that he could.

Derek would watch the spectacle from a distance, at one hand it was a fellow teammate at the one hand it was a beautiful, determined woman, trying to prove her point to the chauvinistic male. Derek kind of was impressed by Kaede overall, not just by her wrestling ability. His cheeks flushed red and perhaps his gaze was enough to distract the tomboy wrestler who loosened her grip just a bit due to her distracted mind which was enough for Jacob to drive his elbow back into her rib.

"Hah....ha....let me go" he groaned in frustration while rolling away and pushing up onto his hands and knees. He knew he didn't have much time to res, with his gaze quickly turning to his rival who bounced off the canvas and soon rolled to her feet. The Perfect Storm would get back up on his feet as well, wiping the sweat off his face and chest before taking a moment to adjust his briefs.

Derek would take a step towards Kaede to make sure she was alright but then stopped dead in his track when he realized that a) she was a wrestler and b) he was a neutral referee.

Jacob would grit his teeth in anger, once more looking to lunge at Kaede, this time attempted a dropkick aimed at her chest to knock her down.