Cold Shoulder: Zane Lambert vs Weiss Schnee

[Bare]

For once in maybe his whole life Zane had been angered to the point of wanting to do something he rarely ever did in anything but his online self promotion. Give effort. Everything about the male's demeanor seemed to shift as he had now a furious and determined expression on his face, his body was tenser and more aggressive in his overall mannerisms. Something that was almost alien for anyone that knew the Californian. All this as a result of Weiss breaking his phone, and boy was Zane gonna make her regret it.

Starting with a kick to the face. Settling his foot on the mat he watched with a cold, but also amused face as Weiss's body flopped backwards in a near lifeless manner before finally landing in quite the humbling position for the girl. A position he normally couldn't help but comment on, and he would, but not in the usual playful way he normally treated such things. No today, after what Weiss had done Zane would be on a mission to return the favor, starting by utterly humiliating Weiss.

"Guess breaking my fucking phone wasn't the smartest idea huh babe?" Zane asked rhetorically, a shade of his true malice manifesting in the form of his curse, but to accompany the words he would swing his hand down, bringing his palm harshly down upon Weiss's behind! But it wasn't the normal teasing or playful spank one would expect. No it was hard, strong chop normally associated with brutal chop contests between strikers that tanned chests red.

SMACK

Should the chop be successful the crowd would know just how hard Zane had swung with the echo that emanated from impact. But that wouldn't be all Zane had in mind for the white haired girl. "I'm gonna make you pay for that!" He would yell, his hand coming down on Weiss's other leg, holding it in case Weiss's body fully tilted over from the chop. If he managed to get her leg successfully then Zane would drop down on his side, lifting his legs up and wrapping them around Weiss's other leg. If successful he would pull back with his arms and legs, aiming to stretch Weiss out in a brutal and humiliating banana stretch leg split submission!

[Tiamat]

Weiss has taken her fair share of hits. After all she is wrestler, that just comes with the field naturally. No one has career without getting hit a few times. Though thanks to Zane, Weiss had taken a hit she never had before. Having her entire face contort following Zane’s boot. Like she was a boxer taking a slow mo heavy hit. Blowing her backwards from her face, Zane kicked Weiss as if this were a street fight. This was a wrestling match! Yet with that one move alone, it was imprinted into Weiss that Zane was going to be taking full use of the rules given to them.

Weiss’s vision while obstructed with her legs. More presently was rattled, seeing double of everything. If Weiss was an idiot she would think she had four legs. Weiss was not currently aware of the situation at hand. Aside knowing how the kick blew her back so violently. Weiss was even unaware of her current position with her legs folding over her body. It was very humbling to say the least. Plenty of people would have their moment admiring Weiss in her current predicament. Not that she was aware of this.

As Zane moved onto Weiss, she could tell it was Zane. Weiss wasn’t that out of it yet, but it was like her body was locked in position thanks to that street kick. Zane asked Weiss something, but she didn’t hear him. If she could answer, Weiss would probably respond with a haughty comment. Propping herself up and lowering Zane.

Weiss’s position didn’t let her do anything about what followed. Zane brought down his palm harshly down on Weiss’s behind.
SMACK
Zane had swing at Weiss with everything he had. That much was evident from the echo that came from the impact. This alone unlocked Weiss’s motionless body, AHHHHH!! Weiss let out an agonizing scream of pain. The audience grimacing from the hit, both sides showing how hard the blow was. The blow alone was going to knock Weiss down, at least enough to flip her over.

The swing was enough to wake Weiss up from her daze. So even during her screams of pain she was able to see that Zane was coming down for another blow. Instead, it wasn’t another blow NO PLE AHHH!! Weiss let out painfully as Zane snapped to her body. Wrapping his body around her legs and stretching them out in such an embarrassing hold. Locking Weiss in a banana stretch leg split submission.

In reality, the hold itself outside of the initial jerking motion did little damage. Weiss herself was a flexible wrestler, so damage was not the goal of this move. At least Zane would not be getting that added benefit. WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?! Weiss said gaining back her bearings from it all. Her immediate reaction was to snap her elbow several times at Zane’s head. If Zane used that street kick, Weiss would respond with these elbows of her. Looking to deal real damage.

Hoping this set of elbows releases her. Weiss would do everything in her power to crawl towards the ropes. In reality, Weiss wanted to leave the ring through the bottom rope. She would try to catch herself before falling all of the way. The idea was to create enough space for Weiss to recover. Using the ring to prop herself up and stay standing. But Weiss wasn’t an idiot, she knew Zane was fast approaching. So she needed to be ready for whatever this hoodlum was planning.

[Bare]

Zane smirked from the sound of his palm smacking Weiss's tight ass. That along with Weiss's scream of pain as a result was vindicating enough, but what he had planned next. Well Zane was definitely looking forward to it. Dropping down low he crossed his legs over one of Weiss's, and then grabbed her other leg with his hands. Pulling back he locked Weiss into one of the most humiliating moves Zane knew, a banana split leg stretch submission. Something that admittedly, not super painful. At least not to someone who was fairly flexible like he assumed Weiss was. But the trade off for that lack of actual pain? It made up for it by being humiliating as hell for whoever was trapped in it.

Case in point? Weiss screaming her head off in humiliation from the hold despite it not being overly painful. "Aw whats wrong princess? Not so tough now eh?" He asked her mockingly while jerking her legs a bit further apart. Both to further the humiliating effect of the hold and to at least add somewhat more pain to it.

Afterall pain wasn't the foremost use of the hold in this case but he at least would like Weiss to feel at least some degree of it. Even if it was in bursts from him sporadically pulling on her legs. It wasn't much but for now it was certainly doing the trick in making Weiss moan and cry out in pain.

But just because Weiss was in the midst of being humiliated didn't mean she was denseless. Distracted by looking at the view of Weiss's crotch he was created via the titanatron Zane didn't realize that Weiss was moving her arm, or that it was coming down on his skull!

"Gah! Ugn! Agh!" Grunting in pain with each elbow shot from Weiss there was little Zane could do in the way of defending himself with both his arms occupied holding Weiss's leg. "Grrr really gonna be annoying about this huh?" He asked with annoyance as he finally released Weiss's legs from the hold. Rolling a way a bit while covering his head to protect himself from any stray elbows.

Rubbing his head while grumbling softly Zane would look up with an annoyed glare at his opponent. "Don't think you're out of this yet!" He shouted at her, anger and adrenaline overriding the dull pain echoing in his head like a echo chamber. Forcing himself up a bit Zane nearly stumbled before catching himself and proceeded to make a beeline for Weiss.

Right now the Californian needed to keep pressing Weiss, hard and to do that he needed to keep her as far away from the ropes as possible. Luckily such a task was fairly simple for him so far.

After all with his greater height and long legs Zane was able to take a few quick strides forward to nearly catch up with Weiss as she crawled to the ropes. "You ain't going anywhere!" He said reaching down to grab onto her ankle. If he was successful than Zane would pull back on her leg, forcefully dragging Weiss away from however close she managed to get to the ropes.

If he pulled back as he intended he would hopefully have Weiss's waist just below him. So if he was able he would lean down, scooping his hands down under her body Zane's hands would move to grab a firm grip of Weiss's modest but ohhh so soft chest. Then if he wasn't interrupted Zane would try to pull up, aiming to show off his impressive strength by hauling Weiss up and off the mat while throwing himself back to try and land a deadlift version of his signature boobplex move on Weiss!

[Tiamat]

Zane was no longer playing around. Something woke up in him to betray all of Weiss’s previous thoughts on the man. It was like he was someone else, at least when it came to his actions. His personality still seemed to be intact as he would make fun of Weiss. Giving her the nickname of princess. He would look to try and milk the situation for everything it was worth and more. Weiss would not let him get that much further. As her elbow came down hard on his skull.

Each blow would weaken his grip little by little until he finally let her go. The plan now would be simple as she aimed to escape outside of the ring. Giving herself ample time to recover along with the ability to possibly use tools from under the ring. It wasn’t like Zane was going to let go of Weiss so easily. Zane had quickly recovered from the blows to his head. Sprinting in a straight line to catch up to Weiss.

Just as Weiss was nearing the ropes. Zane grabbed onto her ankle, which surprised Weiss that he was able to mobilize to quickly. Weiss made one last ditch effort to haul herself over to the ropes. But it would be in vain as Zane just pulled Weiss back like it was nothing. Dragging Weiss away from the ropes and her plans of recovery, now she would have to think up something else. It would have to be fast, otherwise Zane was going to keep having his way.

Weiss could do very little in fighting back against Zane here. He had all of the leverage against her. Ngh… Let go of me! she said loudly as she was just below Zane. Normally in this position, Weiss would expected herself to be thrown or be put in some submission . Instead Zane have a firm grip on Weiss’s chest. Immediately making her face go from its pristine porcelain tint to a light red.color=#0080FF]What are you doing!?![/color] Weiss would scream out loud. Being more flabbergasted by the initial grip on her breast shocked Weiss. Making it even easier for Zane to lean back and take Weiss treating her like a work out. Dead lifting Weiss as he leaned back taking Weiss with him and landing the boobplex! Leaving Weiss crumpled once again.

[Bare]

Zane smirked down at Weiss as he walked to cut her off before she would be able to reach the ropes. A sadistic smile was on his face in contrast to the usual slightly cocky yet at least somewhat charming grin he wore normally. No this one was born from a dark desire, not just his lust for Weiss's body but for vengeance as well. He was as angry with the white haired girl as he was attracted to her.. which was to say a lot. Unfortunately for Weiss this was an extremely dangerous combination of emotions for an opponent on LAW. Something that Weiss was finding out first hand at the angry streamer's hands.

Of course however, Weiss also had no one to blame for this but herself. After all if the girl hadn't broken his phone for no reason he wouldn't be as angry as he was, and Weiss would more than likely be having a cake walk of a time! But she had made her bed, now the white haired girl would have to lay in it. Courtesy of Zane as he stared down at her desperately fleeing back.

That being said however Zane was standing while Weiss was crawling, and he luckily had very long legs. So with but a few strides Zane would walk behind Weiss, easily keeping pace with her before dragging the girl back to the center of the ring so he would be able to continue with his playing of the heiress! The first way of doing so being for him to bend down, reaching around Weiss's chest and grabbing two handfuls of her breasts, an action which incited quite the reaction from Weiss in response!

Smirking suggestively at her flustered response Zane would lift Weiss off the mat, a clear expression of joy at being the one in charge clear on his face while he gave Weiss's breasts an extra squeeze. "Mhmmm not much to work with but nice and soft." Zane said sarcastically as he held Weiss suspended in the air before throwing himself back to land a boobplex on the girl!

Unfortunately for the white haired girl however that wasn't it from the streamer. No he still had one other move he was looking to use. "Come on Weiss." He said down to her mockingly upon seeing the way Weiss had flopped to her stomach following his move. "You've got to get a leg up!" While saying this Zane would bend down, attempting to grab at Weiss's leg, lifting it up and around his shoulders before moving to stand up, attempting to trap her hanging in the air with a standing stretch muffler! If he managed to lock in the move Zane would add a finishing touch to it in the form of his free hand coming down over Weiss's crotch, his fingers rubbing and pressing into her pussy as he looked on and waited to see what humiliated reaction Weiss would give!

[Tiamat]

Zane had done very little in this match. Yet with this little he showed that he was very much stronger than Weiss. That alone honestly might hurt Weiss's honor more than the two big moves she got hit with. Weiss tried to do something quick and get control of this match. But just when she tried to remove his hands Zane had gotten up and brought Weiss with him. Landing his almost famous boobplex!

This effort easily had Weiss ready for pinfall attempt. Though that did not seem to be the idea for Zane. Instead he wanted more of what he was giving Weiss. Hearing Zane call her by her first name angered Weiss, but she couldn’t do anything about it now. Zane reached down once again to grab Weiss’s leg and wrap it around his shoulders. Now standing up and applying a standing stretch muffler on Weiss! AHHH Weiss would let out as her leg was bent around Zane. To make matters even worse he would use his free hand to start rubbing on her pussy. Within her scream, it would dim down and now Weiss would make small grunts. Trying to hold back her pleasure and pain at the same time.

This hold could not last any longer. Weiss’s honor wouldn’t have it at all. So in a desperate attempt to get free, Weiss would aim to attack the back of Zane’s knees. Hoping that this would be enough to make him buckle, falling best case. Which would let Weiss go and finally have a chance to recover. Though Weiss is very talented, so as she brought herself back up. Weiss thought it would be best to Keep Zane down by kicking him repeatedly in the body.

Hopefully if this were to work, Weiss bought herself more moments of recovery. Moments she would use to also think of her next move. Weiss is emotional whether she admits it or not. So the moment she thought of something to do Weiss cut her recovery time short. Moving towards Zane's head, Weiss would drop down quick and hook her leg around Zane's neck. Locking it in place with her other leg, those who followed Weiss recognized this hold as her Winter's Grasp hold! Lets see you muscle you way out of this you brain useless influencer! Weiss let out angrily

Spoiler

[Bare]

Zane smirked in immense self satisfaction for himself as he bent Weiss's leg over his shoulder in the excruciating standing version of the stretch muffler. It was a move that was right up Zane's alley. Easy to do and maintain, painful, and best of all humiliating for Weiss to deal with since it extended and stretched her leg out in the best way possible to give everyone, himself included a good look between her legs. Really the only downside there being that Weiss wore shorts to cover herself up.

But Zane always had contingencies. In this case with Weiss he would slide his hand down her thigh, as if giving her a hint as to what he was doing before starting to rub and finger Weiss through her shorts. Something that caused her screams of pains to turn into hot grunts that made him shiver in excitement as he pulled her leg even tighter around him. "Hehe you know deep down I bet you lik- UGH!" Before he could finish his sentence before a clubbing blow of pain impacted against his legs, immediately making him buckle and fall down onto his knees.

As a result however Weiss was freed, falling to the mat. 'Ah shit.' He thought to himself, knowing how bad this was as before he could even get back up to his feet a kick planted into his side, followed by more as Weiss began kicking him repeatedly. "Agh!" He yelled in pain as the kicks connected, trying to ball up in a meager form of defense from the blows.

"Ngh... that smarts." He said to himself trying to roll over following the blows, only to have Weiss grab his head, leaving him in perfect position for the white haired beauty to entangle her legs around his neck and head with a figure four headlock! "Gack!" Immediately gagging Zane would hit and slap Weiss's thighs, trying to get her to loosen the hold, even if he figure she wouldn't. So rather quickly he began shimmying and squirming, not trying to slip from Weiss' grip, but turn himself over within it, something that if successful... would have his face pressing against Weiss's groin. If successful than from this position Zane would try to start kissing and sucking on Weiss's pussy through her shorts, hoping the stimulus and embarrassment would make her let go!

[Tiamat]

Weiss finally freed herself from the embarrassment that Zane was putting her through. Just as Weiss filled Zane with immense anger to begin the match. Zane had done the same to Weiss, albeit to a smaller degree. Weiss kicking Zane while he down was a great way to relieve her stress and vent her anger. You crude dolt! Weiss would be sure to let out if anything to make her anger even more apparent.

Making things certain Weiss would even go as far as to lock in a signature move of hers. A testament to her current level of anger. This move had one job only, to make Zane submit to her. To prop herself, Weiss would flex a bicep allowing photos to be taken of this very position.

To make matters better for herself. Weiss was fully intent on choking Zane out with her snow white thighs. Submit yourself to your superior you welp! Weiss would let out angrily, making sure to put Zane down not only physically but mentally with her words. Whether that worked or not did not matter but it made Weiss feel better nonetheless. Now Weiss would attempt to exert her full force on her signature move. Wanting Zane to submit embarrassingly as he’d lose so quickly to Weiss. A much smaller opponent and in only one move.

Yet something odd was happening, Zane was shimmying and moving himself within Weiss’s hold. "Damn!" Weiss thought to herself as she could not exert her full power before Zane began to struggle. It culminating with Zane pressing his face against Weiss’s crotch. What strategic advantage does this ha— Weiss thought to herself but stopping her train of thought once Zane began to kiss her pussy. Ahh~…. Weiss would let out a moan of pleasure. Shutting herself up though to not give Zane any idea that this was working. Grunting along with her hold, Weiss was fully prepared for this war of attrition of choking Zane out. Knowing she would outlast him.

[Bare]

Zane grunted and groaned softly, Weiss's powerful and attractive legs coiling around his skull like a vice grip around a walnut, slowly but surely adding enough pressure to potentially pop his head. But the position wasn't without its upsides... namely in that he got free access to squeeze and slap Weiss's thighs which indeed felt rather nice under his palms.

At the same time however Zane knew that he couldn't let himself lose this early. Especially not after Weiss broke his phone! There were many slights he could take after all, but breaking his phone? That absolutely wasn't one of them, that would require as much humiliation from Weiss that Zane could humanly squeeze out.

So he shimmied and squirmed, slowly but surely changing his position until the streamer was no face first against his opponent's groin! 'Hehe perfect.' Zane thought to himself. Granted technically speaking this only caused more problems for him. After all it only meant he would be smothered now in addition to getting squeezed. But there was one major advantage to this, and that was that with his face now poised against Weiss's crotch Zane could do virtually whatever he wanted.

Naturally he started with some soft kissing, just enough to let Weiss know what he was doing, something that in turn triggered a moan of pleasure from the girl. 'Perfect.' Zane thought to himself, managing to catch the moan despite how hard Weiss tried to hide it. So naturally Zane only took up a step. Not just kissing Weiss's pussy he would also start to lick her through the fabric of her shorts. Then he would clasp his mouth over her most sensitive area and begin sucking on her clit with all that he could muster, wanting to make her release the hold or climax, whichever came first!

[Tiamat]

Weiss had Zane right where she wanted him. Choking him out between her thighs. But when Weiss thinks about the hold any longer, maybe Zane likes this? “No point in thinking of that now” Weiss though to herself. Zane was many things, most things Weiss would list would be negative. Yet in this case Weiss would have to add one more new word into that positive column for Zane. Creative.

Moving his body around to have his face in front of Weiss’s crotch. Zane would start a wicked war of attrition. The objectives being simple, either Weiss chokes him out or Zane gets Weiss to cum. Weiss did her best to try and hide her obvious pleasure from this. Failing at that as her moan would reach Zane’s ears. Weiss could tell that she failed as after the moan, Zane would ramp things up. The constant licking of her pussy would make things hard on Weiss to concentrate on her hold. Still the heiress would hold strong on the hold. She wouldn’t let lose this little mini battle going on.

Not that she would have a choice in the matter. Little by little Weiss’s hold on Zane was getting weaker. Surely he could feel this also. “Have…to keep…fighting” Weiss thought to herself as her mind was quickly being over ran by the pleasure from Zane’s mouth. To make matters worse Zane would clasp his mouth over Weiss’s clit and suck on it. Zane sucked on her clit with such veracity that Weiss had little saying in what happened.

Mhhh~….AHHHH~!!! Weiss let out in magnificent fashion as she cummed from Zane’s move. Cumming right through her tights and into Zane’s mouth and face. After her scream of ecstasy, Weiss would ride the rest of her small orgasm out. Bucking Zane off of her crotch as she released him. Now Weiss would hold onto her crotch in shame trying to stop herself, with little success. Now turning her body away from Zane and the referee present.