Sparring on the Mats [Eve - Petra]

[thesteedman]

It was a fine plan Eve had, but it turned out it was one Petra was prepared for! The moment Eve tried to pull upon her ankle, Petra moved with fluid motion and perfect deftness. Rather then fall victim to the trip, she moved with it, leaping upwards before pressing her other foot into the back of Eve's knee. This naturally caused Eve to lose her footing, finding herself collapsing backwards with Petra's momentum.

The confusion was brief, but enough for Petra to make her move, as she was able to roll with Eve, keeping her grasp upon her waist as both women went over. How it ended would have Eve upon her stomach, with Petra now lying on top of her, those dangerous and persistent arms still locked tightly around Eve's waist in a reverse bearhug. With their oiled forms pressed close together, Eve found herself in a worst position then before... {or perhaps better depending on your view}

Biting on her lower lip, Eve moaned out, feeling those arms keep a constant pressure, slowly ebbing away at Eve's defences much like in their match. Eve tried to use the oils to slather herself up a little that had gathered below them upon the mats, before she tried to attempt to twist around in Petra's grip, looking to at least face her in an attempt to get better leverage at prying free if she could...

That said... she was quietly enjoying the feel of Petra's bikini clad form against her own, making her blush a little with the two so up close and personal as they were in this spar.
"Damn... you are good at this..." Eve could not help but compliment between strained breaths.

[Devilish53]

Eve could use the oil as much as she wanted to lather herself up and make herself all the harder to grasp, but Petra was no rookie when it came to oil based encounters. Escaping the clutches of the finely tuned Greek was difficult to the point where the oil made nearly no difference at all!

Humming in the ear of Eve as she whispered her compliment, Eve would find that in response to her kind words Petra would tighten the predicament all the more. Though not literally. Not just yet.

For in favor of baring down tighter on Eve's waistline, Petra would focus on locking both her legs under and around the right thigh of Eve. She could squeeze enough to cause discomfort on the single thigh of her foe had she been successful, but crushing that leg was not the goal of the Greek. Nay, Petra would search for that lock around Eve's long limb in favor of having the grounds to suddenly rear her own legs up and back. Pulling with it the clenched leg of Eve!

In doing so, Petra would remove a leg entirely from Eve's stance, making the act of pushing up from a sprawl next to impossible! For Petra would be spooning her darker skinned foe all the tighter and all the closer, with Eve's leg so firmly withheld between her own thighs that Eve might even struggle finding the grounds to roll the two of them over! At least without focusing nigh entirely on the strength of her biceps!

[thesteedman]

Despite the deep squeeze around her waist, Eve was getting just enough time and air to compose herself, and she slowly began to build herself up for a potential burst of energy to try and roll or lift herself back upwards to gain some much needed momentum. That was until Petra managed to get ahead of her, snaking her bare legs around one of Eve's own thighs. With her legs entwining and trapping Eve's, it killed her attempt to rise right off. Petra's thighs seemed to harden and squeeze against her own, causing discomfort and a wince from Eve as she looked to further lock down the alluring Brit.

Not only that, Petra managed to pull with her powerful thighs, forcing Eve's leg to straighten, bringing her down to the mats with Petra still on top. She felt Petra grind closer to her form, those arms folding a little tighter around her glistening waist for a deeper squeeze. This forced a moan from Eve as she instinctively began to push against her arms, feeling a need to escape the constricting embrace as Petra almost acted like a serpent in her methodical strategy. Eve's alluring midriff began to strain as the squeeze ebbed at her stamina, whilst the oils coating both ladies only seemed to aid Petra rather than Eve despite her attempts to try and slip free.

"Uuuugh.. you... really like.... squeezing me..." Eve gasped out in light jest, finding herself grounded with Petra on top of her. She tried to shift herself, looking to roll to at least get Petra and herself to be lying sideways, but Eve was already aware she was in deep trouble. Tapping out and making a reset was fast becoming an option if she could not get free soon.

[Devilish53]

It wouldn't matter to Petra now whether Eve was to roll them to their sides, or even to have Petra be on bottom. Nothing short of a crowbar was stopping Petra's methodical grip around her waistline. And Eve would need just as much to escape the tight lock on her legs.

Letting out a little giggle in response to a comment by Eve that Petra would have little grounds to argue with, Petra would respond both with a nuzzling and a hard vicing. Now to her side with Eve's back still against her front, Petra would give a nice flex of her thighs as to pull that clenched thigh of Eve's downwards, in a stretch that likely wasn't too painful in itself.

It would however expose Eve's waistline just a little more as her frame was pulled out - a motion Petra would take advantage to by flexing her arms and digging them deep. With her grip well and truly out of the way of Eve's ribs and hip bones, it would be nothing but the abs of Eve that could resist Petra's power. Abs that had already taken quite the crushing, thanks to the Greeks persistence in staying attached.

[thesteedman]

The spar was fast turning into a repeat of their previous match. Petra was a queen at this style of combat it seemed, going as far as to pull down on Eve's legs and stretch her out, all just to expertly create more space around her waist for those dangerous arms to enclose around. It made for a oppressing embrace, and Eve could not stop a moan from slipping from her parting lips. She grasped at those arms, not quite having the leverage she wanted or quite frankly needed to pry them from her alluring body.

By now, Petra was nuzzling up against her, almost in a mockingly loving fashion, whilst Eve found herself in a place as if a constrictor was trying to squeeze the life out of her. She gasped out again, her abs taking all the pressure, her defences being ebbed away. She writhed, and struggled, but it was no good. Petra had her good. Whilst part of this entire situation was intoxicating, being this up close and personal with a scantily clad Petra.. the pain was quickly increasing with each second that passed.

Eve moaned once more, biting her lower lip. She realised this particular bout was lost. She turned and writhed once more, feeling Petra squeeze just that little bit deeper.. it was then Eve could not hold on, tapping against the mat to signal a submission.
"Uuh.. you... you got me..." Eve whispered breathlessly.

[Devilish53]

Petra moved well, too well for Eve to even comprehend. Every time her squeezed friend made a move for freedom, Petra wiggled her hips and twisted herself as to keep her body under lock and key. With her legs now removed from play, Eve could only use her hands to try and find freedom. A nigh impossible task, unless Eve was to turn the violence of the encounter up a notch and begin throwing back elbow upon elbow at her Greek friend.

Releasing the moment Eve signaled her submission, Petra unhooked arms and legs alike before rolling onto her back. She moved in an incredible spry fashion given she had just nearly wrung Eve dry, as she pushed to her feet with her arm extended to aid Eve in rising too!

"That was being a good match...erm...spar?" She'd nod, correcting her mix-up. "Should we be going another round, or?"

[thesteedman]

Eve gasped out breathlessly when Petra finally unwrapped herself from around the alluring Brit's body. Petra still seemed to possess energy, managing to untangle herself in deft fashion before she was able to rise to her feet just as swiftly. Eve was not so spry, choosing to remain lying on her back for a moment. Her hands pressed down against her sides to try and relieve the discomfort and aftershock of being constricted tightly. Her chest rose and fell deeply as her eyes were closed for a moment. Her exposed form glistened in the light from the struggle, only enhancing her already stunning form, incidentally giving Petra quite a sight to behold as she stood over her.

Eve could sense the presence of her sparring partner, and opened her eyes to be greeted by the sight of the beauty offering her hand in assistance. Eve managed a sweet smile, taking her hand before she felt her squeezed form being pulled up until she was standing on her own bare feet. She still had to catch her breath a little, feeling a little down that she tapped so quickly, but in truth she wanted to conserve some energy should Petra be up for another bout.
"Heh! You locked me down good. I really need to train to deal with that technique of yours.." Eve would mention, complimenting Petra on her success.
"I could go another round if you'd like? Depends how hungry you are I guess. I can dish out food at any time honestly. We can spar as long as you desire." Eve mentioned, finally catching her breath as she arched her form, looking to relieve the discomfort in her back and her waist.

[Devilish53]

Petra was hungry to say the least, but there was only one way to make the food Eve was about to serve all the more satisfying. And that was by working up an even bigger appetite - which was saying something, given how sweaty the duo were already!

"We shall be going again!" Petra nodded, wiping down a thick bead of sweat from her forehead before she'd kick off her heels lightly. Pivoting to turn her hips towards the center of the canvas, Petra would back step fully onto them once again with a now playful look to her face. She forever had every intent to treat her matches and spars with the utmost levels of seriousness, but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy Eve's company and character!

"Come...I will be giving you the butt whoop!" Her own rear would be up high as she spoke, with her figure far bent forward. She was teasing Eve to join her once again - no doubt to apply the same exhausting grip she'd applied successfully twice upon Eve!

[thesteedman]

Eve managed a smile when Petra was more than willing to go another round with her, moving with a haste and excitement as she turned and returned to the centre of the mats that made for their little arena of this spar. Eve rolled her shoulders and leaned back to try and loosen up her lower back and flex her body, looking to shake a few kinks that had developed from the long and oppressing embraces. If she knew Petra, she suspected she would try and wrap her up for a squeeze again. Eve hoped to use that to her advantage this time, feeling that Petra would no doubt do such a thing again.

Taking her own place upon the mats an equal distance from Petra, Eve too would take a stance, seeing the playful expression and smile upon Petra's alluring features. With both ladies glistening with sweat from the previous long struggle, both were a sight to behold. Eve could not help but gaze over Petra's perfect form, admiring the beautiful face and intoxicating shape of her alluring figure. Though Eve managed a little giggle when she heard Petra begin to tease her.
"Oh really? Well we'll see about that. Maybe it is time for me to give you the butt whoop." Eve giggled, before she pressed down against her heel, looking to launch forward and engage in a grapple with her intoxicating sparring partner.

[Devilish53]

With neither woman looking to stop for food, and a breather having already been had, Petra would pivot on her hips and kick on her feet to get the blood flowing yet again. A thin sheen of sweat across her form, Eve would be back upon the mats with her soon enough, meaning that everything Petra did from here on in was fair game!

Visions in her mind would already be swimming of locking Eve within her mitts again, yet that wouldn't mean Petra would commit to the task nor would she outright make herself predictable.

She'd showcase the latter fact from the get-go, as she raised her arms with intent to close in, as if attempting a tie-up or even a body lock. Before she'd outright drop to both knees, with either arms coming forward to hug and squeeze.

On Eve's thick thighs!

With her goal being to pull them out from beneath her, and leave Eve falling butt-first upon the mat!