Vanessa Jones vs. Muriel Spencer - School's Out for Summer

[BlackAkuma]

Muriel could not lie - she was quite enjoying herself. Perhaps a tad too much, if she was being honest.

As much as she loved indulging in her kinks, there was always the risk of losing sight of her prize and letting herself get swept away in the moment. Such was the case here, as she launched another blow into the schoolgirl’s body and savored the saccharine sights of sweaty skin.

It was easy to get carried away - too easy. Enough that it blinded her to the woman’s charge, until it was a touch too late to do anything about it. Down they went again, with with Ms. Lewis once again taking her spot on top, leaving Muriel to struggle beneath her as her weapon was knocked away.

Less than ideal, certainly, but not unworkable. From below Muriel tried to swing her elbow upward and connect in her opponent’s face, hoping the wild blow would stun her foe for a crucial moment.

[LawHell]

Vanessa fought to stay on top, trying to land a few gloved punches on the ex-teacher to soften her up. Their bodies were pressed so close that slick skin rubbed against slick skin as sweat rolled down them both, and with every hard breath Vanessa took, the red marks across her chest and back stood out more clearly - evidence of how skillfully the whip had been used throughout the already one-sided match.

Vanessa soon felt the sharp impact of the elbow strike to her face, snapping her head back and leaving her stunned for a moment, though the student tried to recover as quickly as she could. At this point, she was still wide open for an attack. She could taste blood in her mouth from the blow, though she did not want to spit it out onto the fighting area. She still had a sense of destiny about her, But if she somehow had managed to recover the advantage, she would go to transition by grabbing the whip handle and shifting her body into position, putting the teacher in an armbar as she pushed her hips up at the same time. She would pull on the wrist to generate enough pain to force the hand to drop the weapon without breaking the arm, though she would be twisted against it, grinding herself on the arm in a naughty way and letting out soft moans. Nonetheless, she would have to be lucky for this to even happen in the first place.

[BlackAkuma]

Vanessa was surely incensed now, raining down blows at a feverish pace, hammering Muriel into the floor with every blow. She counted herself fortunate that she was even able to land that elbow amidst the maelstrom, giving herself a few moments to breath. It was fleeting, of course, but welcome all the same, and it did seem to do some real damage

A shame that she wasn’t given the chance to enjoy it, then, as her foe came back at her again a moment later. This time, she seized Muriel’s arm, gripped it tight, and slid to the side as she went for the armbar, clutching it tight and applying excruciating pressure. That would have been vexing enough in and of itself, but then the woman had to go and use her arm for her own sexual pleasure.

”Get…off me…” Muriel tried to roll to the side and stack her opponent up, or the very least alleviate some of the pressure.

[LawHell]

Vanessa was at this point making the most use of the advantage as she would push her hips up and pull on the wrist of Muriel, aiming to crack the hold as she would grin and moan. "Aww, does it hurt, baby?" She would ask, but she would let go without warning before aiming to move and mount the ex-teacher, trying to punch her a few times, seeming to get ahead of herself.

If all had worked out, she would have aimed to deliver a few more hits before trying to pin the woman's arms above her head, as her legs would try to wrap around Muriel's legs before pulling them open as she would pin her with a grapevine submission, though again, she was reckless at this point as she seem to be enjoying the power that she had out in a slight moment.

[BlackAkuma]

Vanessa seemed quite cocky and satisfied with her position, and who could rightly blame her? It was no small feat. With the armbar locked in, there was little that Muriel could do to escape, try as might. She wasn’t even able to counter her way out when the woman changed positions and straddled her chest to rain down heavily, hammering blows on her face, making her body jerk about with every hit.

The grapevine that came next was the real problem, however, as Vanessa pinned her and stretched her about. Muriel cried out as she was forced into a poor position and struggled, but all that served to do was press her against the arrogant schoolgirl. Hardly an improvement. ”Get…off!”

[LawHell]

Vanessa would laugh, aiming to stretch the hold open a bit more, though of course she was being a brat as she would bounce her arse, twerking a bit, making lewd gestures as if she were dry-humping Muriel, aiming to keep her locked in the hold, though Vanessa would also try to lick the neck of her opponent at this point, being very careless as she felt she had this woman in her grasp and with no way out for her, but again she had already been wrong a few times in this match-up. "Aww, but don't you want to be loved on?" The student would ask with a grin, still rocking her hips up and down.

[BlackAkuma]

On her back, squirming, struggling as a beautiful punk in a schoolgirl outfit ground down on her like she was the world’s largest sex toy - no, Muriel could not lie; there was a real part of her that very much enjoyed this position.

Somehow, that made it worse, not better.

Muriel shivered as Vanessa’s slick tongue worked its way up her neck, and an unbidden moan escaped her lips. She could feel her body giving into the pleasure, as this young, powerful woman worked her magic. Time was short and options were low.

So she went with the only one that was really coming to her mind - she jerked up and rammed her head into Vanessa’s face, going for a short range headbutt.

[LawHell]

Vanessa was enjoying precious moments with Muriel, holding an impressive fighter and relishing both the feeling and taste of her. Suddenly, Muriel’s agility shifted as she launched a rapid, unexpected attack, their bodies colliding in a flurry of swift, combative movements. Vanessa was pushed face-first into the mat with formidable force, confusion flashing across her face. "ACHKK!" she exclaimed, caught off guard as a powerful hand was forced into her face, pressing her nose against the canvas. "Hey!" she shouted, but her protest was cut short when their heads collided with a thunderous clash, knocking Vanessa back onto the ring floor with a jarring impact. She was stunned, still breathing heavily, struggling to regain her composure as the searing pain radiated through her face, exemplifying the intense and ferocious nature of the fight.

[BlackAkuma]

Rough. Inelegant. Brutish.

In other words. Ms. Welsh would’ve approved.

Muriel didn’t like bringing such tactics to bear, but she was running out of options, with Vanessa pinning her down and threatening to run away with the match. The move was hardly without repercussions, as the impact reverberated through her skull and left her seeing double, a resonating hit that would certainly vex her for the rest of the match.

Knowing her time had to be short, she did her best to shake off the fog and move in, hoping to capitalize on the opening she’d suffered to create. She reached for Vanessa’s leg, pulled it between her own, then rolled them both over to her chest and proceeded to stand as she did, tucking the woman’s ankle under her shoulder in order to secure a single-legged variation on the Boston Crab.