Training spar: Casey vs Hortensia

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The trainee showed off her training with that eager reverse headscissors, tightening and squeezing, lifting her legs up and as a result the rookie likely didn't mean Casey's face really was pressed up tight to her rump...Casey felt the squeeze, squashing her face into Hortensia's rump, her nose caught between cheeks.

" Mmphhh... " Casey very quietly mumbled after a few seconds, choking in humiliating fashion. Soon Ivy noticed the state of Casey as the girl was struggling less...her arms would fall and drape down as she was close to choking on ass before Ivy told her sister to stop.

Hortensia celebrated, as Casey's eyes started to roll back as her face was squashed like a pancake between the girls butt and thighs, Hortensia listened to her sister.

Hortensia unwrapped her thighs from Casey's skull, the redhead needing to catch her breath, blushing as she had just lost to Hortensia doing a standard reverse headscissors to her.

" I have to admit, your reverse headscissors was killed " Casey would say, a while later after she got air back in her lungs.

" But I wasn't ready yet! That wasn't a proper spar. That wouldn't work in an actual match " Casey said, just irritated that she lost so badly.

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Ivy was ready to thank Casey and head out, while Hortensia was ready to start celebrating such a successful spar. But then, the redhead opened her mouth. "Wasn't ready?!" Hortensia parroted as Ivy hung her head in anticipation of the inevitable. "As I remember, we started on your ready, and you attacked first! You can't say you weren't ready!" The pinkette then smiled smugly at Casey and crossed her arms before continuing, "Buuuut, if you'd like me to kick your butt a second time, I'd be happy to oblige."

"If you go through with this, I'll just let her knock you out this time," Ivy warned, not horribly keen on sticking around for Hortensia to continue beating up on somebody she clearly had outclassed.

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Casey had let her ego take hold after her quick decisive defeat, instigating with the rookie, and the pinkette seemed to have a similar feistiness about her as she fired back without missing a beat.

" I was still warming up girl, wouldn't want you thinking you'd win that easy often. " Casey said, still adamant that it was a fluke. Hortensia was willing to fight again, even saying she'd just kick Casey's butt again before Ivy chimed in.

" Sure, let her, if she can. If she gets me again, I'll accept she's won. " Casey promised, not wanting to let the spar end like that, she had her reputation after all and her competitive nature made the experience irk her.

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Hortensia bounded back to her corner before putting her hands on her hips while Ivy let out a sigh and exited the ring. The elder Aster really didn't feel like a second round was necessary, but Casey had an ego to nurse, and Hortensia one to bolster. Of course it wasn't impossible that this went differently. The first match had only one real interaction's worth of sample size. But with how Casey had been so unable to get Hortensia off of her despite their size difference, Ivy was confident the first round's outcome was the result of a genuine gap, rather than a fluke.

"Are you ready, Casey," said Hortensia. "Are you absolutely really sure that you're ready? Just gotta make sure, since you say you weren't ready for last time." The pinkette had complete confidence in her ability to repeat the previous result, and as such, absolutely could not let Casey off the hook without some teasing. "Well, if you're ready, then I'm ready. So come at me whenever you're good to go," she said.

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Casey waited at the opposite corner, and listened to Hortensia tease her about being ready.

" I am, yes. " Casey said with a slight frown, tho she couldn't really blame the girl for teasing her given her excuse for losing so soundly.

Casey walked towards the middle of the ring, and once Hortensia got close to her Casey would try to strike her forearm forward into the training rookies chest!

" Ready? " Casey asked, right as she tried to hit Hortensia with the first strike she would have landed, if it did land

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"Yes I am!" Hortensia said in response to Casey's soon to be failed attempt of getting back at her when she blocked the forearm strike with one arm before using her other arm to grab it. Hortensia would then pull Casey's arm in while kicking her leg out at the redhead's belly, trying to knock her off balance and send her to the floor.

If successful, Hortensia would use her hold on Casey's arm to try moving into a submission. She would drop down with the Welshwoman, wrapping her legs around the arm as well so she could put Casey in an Armbar. "So, what would be worse," Hortensia began. "Having to get saved from being knocked out by a kid, or submitting to one?"

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Casey struck, and with one arm the speedy trainee blocked, grabbing Casey's hand and arm, the little pinkette tightening her grip, Casey tried to yank free, but the grip was tight as the other fighter dropped down, pushing her foot into Casey's body to help catapult her down to the canvas with a flip!

Hortensia lifted herself hips first, and sat upon Casey's upper body at her shoulder and arm, which Hortensia held onto with both arms, lifted the limb to lock her thighs round it to restrain the arm gingerly up against Casey's head and shoulder.

Hortensia leaned back and sat deep, pulling the arm up as her rump squished Casey's face into the mat facing sideways, as Hortensia locked in am arm isolating seated armbar.

" Ughhh...both would be bad, but neither is happening! " Casey grumbled out, blushing a little at her predicament as the brat leaned back further onto her head with her butt, showing the veteran fighter exactly how much respect Hortensia thought she deserved.

Casey struggled, and tried to buck her hips up and kick her legs out, though if Hortensia sat back full weight on Casey's face and pulled that arm to lock in the seated armbar fully, Casey wouldn't be getting out from under her hips anytime soon.

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Hortensia smirked as she secured her Armbar, being able to lay back into it as her legs laid crossed atop Casey's chest, while the redhead's arm was stuck bent between them. "Neither is happening?!" Hortensia parroted. "Did you come closer to passing out after last round than I thought? The first one already did!" The pinkette made no attempt to hide how much she was enjoying dominating. Maybe Hortensia was pushing it with how much she was running her mouth, but even if she was, Casey certainly didn't seem capable of punishing her for it.

"Really, I was just asking before I make you tap whether you think it'll be worse than how you lost the first round," Hortensia explained. She cranked her Armbar a little harder to try to force the submission, but truth be told, the little charmer had a plan for what alternative finisher she'd want to use if Casey decided to try and be a hero by holding out on submitting for long enough. It simply remained to be seen if Casey's pride would make her drag it out that long.

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Hortensia opted to lay back into it as she cracked the arm up, her backside pressing firmly into the side of Casey's face as the trained fighter blushed a little " we already decided...that was a fluke " the redhead tried to offer as an answer, but the pinkette simply showed through her actions.

Casey then felt Hortensia pull that arm up further and sit back deeper, her blue lycra covered butt squishing into Casey's face tight enough that one butt cheek kept touching the humiliated wrestlers lips as she cranked back.

" Do your worst... " Casey grumbled, as she struggled and squirmed, but Hortensia had her position locked in, happily squashing her chest and extending and wrenching her arm.
Enough to get Casey to whine out a little

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"My worst, huh?" Hortensia parroted as she began mentally preparing to go for her alternate finishing option. "Remember when you wake up; you told me to do this to you." Hortensia would let go of her Armbar and bring her leg over Casey's body so one was on either side of her, grabbing the redhead's other arm in the process.

Hortensia would then stand up, lifting Casey with her by the wrists. Once the pinkette was upright, she would cross one leg over the other, clamping her thighs shut around Casey's neck for a Reverse Standing Headscissor. "No hands to tap out, no way to get the words out, and no Ivy to save you," said Hortensia. "I think it's time for you to go nighty night!"