Gil's First Few Steps To Fame

[TheSuitedOwl]

Isabella watched approvingly as Gil mimicked her previous movements and when she had finally locked in her hold. She would grunt as she was forced to bend downward and alleviate some of the discomfort in her shoulder. Though she would forget much it once Gil had begun to spank her ass repeatedly.

Which despite her clients best effort would make the french business woman uncomfortable. As she would shift her hips back and forth with rose colored cheeks. However, Isabella wouldn't just put an end to it just yet, Gil needed a better grasp of this attack. So nodding her head to her question Isabella would say. "Mhmm... I, oh, need to you go faster and a, oh, harder."

Then once Gil had complied, Isabella would end up pushing her hips forward and run in circle for a few seconds. Until either Isabella had been forced to tap or break free enough from the hold. That she would collapse onto the floor and rub her sore backside.

[Arista]

Gil chuckled along with the rhythm of every light smack onto Isabella's backside, though she couldn't deny just how much this situation made her blush. Maybe this was a good thing though, after all, if she was finding it a little embarrassing, she could only imagine what her opponents would think!

Gil went along happily, playing a little beat on her teacher's bottom, before being instructed further on how to make this move even more effective! Gil paused, taking a look at what she had done so far.

"Harder and faster, got it...!" Gil resumed her spanking, doing just as she was told, reeling her hand back just a bit further, and putting less and less time between each and every swat. Soon, the rhythm become a loud racket of smacks, speeding up and slowing down as she tried to find the perfect pace.

She did it only for a short while, before raising her hand to her face, licking it from the bottom of her palm to the very tip of her middle-most finger. "...And one more for the road...!" Gil giggled out, reeling her hand back all the way behind her head before sending her palm crashing down right in the middle of the French-woman's butt!

AFter that, she released her hold, resting her fists on her hips, looking proudly onto her work! "... I hope that wasn't too much, Miss Isabella...!" Gil showed concern for her teacher!

[TheSuitedOwl]

Down on her hands and knees Isabella couldn't help but pout as she rubbed her hindquarters and looked at Gil in a new light from over her shoulder. Realizing that while Gil may be sweet she also loved to humiliate her opponents. Otherwise she wouldn't have bothered to lick her hand before giving her the last slap to her ass! Which techniquely was a good thing for the both of them but Isabella just couldn't but look at with rose tinted glasses at the moment.

Clap! Clap! Clap! Echoed in the gym as Isabella slapped both her of cheeks a few time before she sprang back to her feet. Looking as enthusiastic as she ever had. "Alright! Nicely done Gil! You ready for the next one? Because it's going to change the way you smother!" Isabella finished with an almost forceful grin.

As she tried her best to push out the idea that if Gil couldn't control herself. She could easily knock her out with the next move but that wasn't likely, was it? Gil may have liked embarrassing her a moment ago but she did what was instructed of her. Her client wouldn't just go rogue would she? Gil was a nice obedient girl, she wouldn't just knock her out for no reason, right?

[Arista]

Gil was practically glowing, the compliments were really all too much, she blushed, but at the same time, was beaming with pride. She took this compliments seriously, they were anything but just passing comments for her, they fueled her to do more, and to do everything much better than she already could!

"Change the way I smother...?" Gil craned her head to the side, one of her arms dropping to her side. "What do you mean by that, Miss Isabella?" She asked, not seeming to notice how the woman seemed a little concerned about this next part of her training.

Gil wasn't sure what she could do with her smothering that she hadn't already, she never thought there was much to it, and even still, she was trained in it after joining L.A.W by Peach and Daisy! She really couldn't place what she could do differently, but she was all ears, and maybe it wasn't about the technique at all, maybe it was a new kind of smother for her to learn...!

[TheSuitedOwl]

Determined to keep her word Isabella would press on. Deciding that for now she could trust Gil and that any doubts she held were simply the figment of her imagination. "I mean that once I teach this to you. You might only want to do it this way." Isabella chirped up nodding herself head in self-agreement before adding. "But first I need you to lay down on your back." Then waited while Gil did what she was told. After which the French woman would lay on top of her and wrap her legs snug around her client's head in a inverse headscissor hold. Though for the sake of Gil she wouldn't apply pressure and instead just kept her thighs tight enough together that GIl couldn't easily escape.

"Alright so you probably know about headscissors right?" Isabella asked. As she looked over her shoulder and waited for some form of confirmation from Gil before she would continue. "... Good. Their usually not that hard to do and most just squeeze until their opponent is out. Though all you have to worry about is holding them in place. While you bend one of your legs and pull it with your hand." Isabella explained. As she reached behind her to pull the same leg she would bend around Gil's head!

Which would quickly and without much warning end with Gil's face being buried deeply in between Isabella's buttcheeks. However, for the sake of her demonstration Isabella wouldn't immediately let go of her hold and instead. She would wrench her arm and squeeze her thighs a few times to show that not only could she press Gil's face closer to her ass but apply a chokehold on top of it all as well. Though fortunately for Gil only after enduring the move for a few seconds would she finally be released and allowed a brief time to rest.

[Arista]

Gil perked up, learning a new way to smother? That sounded perfect! She already fancied herself to be very good at them, I mean, she had to be with dreams like hers, becoming the Smother Champion was going to take a lot of work and perfection, that art of smothers was nothing to scoff at...! Gil didn't really think that, smothers were smothers, they were usually pretty simplistic, and a ton of fun, which is why she liked them so much!

Gil obliged, laying flat on her back, she was expecting a facesit, so when Isabella applied a head-scissor hold, she was a little confused. She nodded her head, confirming she did know what they were, she even performed them pretty frequently in her matches!

Gil listened to her instruction the best she could, they sounded easy enough, but if she didn't get it now, she would get it soon enough with some hands on experience! "Mmmph!" Without any warning, Gil would get just that, some hands on experience! Though, she was thinking she'd be the only one doing it!

Isabella had really felt out Gil quite well. She knew what kinds of things Gil would be most willing to try, the things she would be good at! Gil would lightly pat the French-woman's backside, just as Isabella let her go, making the little tap seem unnecessary.

"That was pretty good...!" Gil smiled, sitting up. "I think I want to try that, if you don't mind...!" Gil knew that was likely already the plan, but she was going to make sure she got to do it!

[TheSuitedOwl]

Rolling off to the side Isabella would sit on her knees. As she listened to Gil express her excitement in performing the next move and while this normal wouldn't be a cause for concern. Her previous experience with the woman had her hesitate. The move was technically a chokehold that Isabella had modified to a smother. Meaning if it was applied incorrectly or if Gil got a little too enthusiastic about it. It could easily knock her out.

Something which had the French woman nervous enough that she would grow cold feet. As the idea of getting knocked out in front of a camera meant to print thousands of calendars and other promotion material was already making her blushing. "O-on second thought, why bother? You've been catching on so well." Isabella hastily explained. While she attempted to get back on her feet.

[Arista]

Gil was so eager to continue going, she barely let the woman speak a word before she was already moving into position, she practically skidded on her heels as Isabella finally got the words of her tongue. Gil was half way to wrapping her thighs around Isabella's head and neck when she loosened at let her self drop onto her butt, giving a blank look at her newest mentor...!

"...Oh, okay! Only if you're sure, I think your face would look pretty cute stowed away between my butt-cheeks...!" Gil playfully chuckled and wiggled in place, sitting in crisscross position. "..Well, that's a good move I'll be using, for sure! But what else do you got? I think we could make a few good more shots for this calendar, don't you think? Maybe we could have a POV one...! What do you think, mister camera man...?" She turned her head a smiled...!

[TheSuitedOwl]

Isabella could do nothing once Gil had forced herself a top of her. Making her fairly stiff and slow to act as the cute thighs of her client found themselves around her neck. As she watched the plush round asscheeks of Gil hang over her like a guillotine over a prisoner. Fortunately though her desperate excuse would work and as Gil relented from the move Isabella would release a breath of air she hadn't noticed she been holding. Ticking the upstart's behind as she teasingly wiggled it over head.

Both amusing and embarrassing the French woman as she came to grips with her cowardly decision. After all she was here to help promote Gil as best as she could but if she wasn't willing to take a move like that how could she say was? The simple answer was that she wasn't. Trying wasn't good enough and just like the rest of the talent she needed to give it her all. Gil and every other wrestler deserved better!

"Why not! I second it!" Isabella agreed. As she struggled back to her feet just in time to see her cameraman laugh to himself before he would begin to dig through his bag. "I'm a bit too married and old for those awkward angles ladies. But since you don't mind, think you can help Ms.Blanc?"

"Certainly!" Isabella replied. Smiling happily before she would suddenly need to catch a black headband her cameraman had thrown. Which she almost had dropped upon realizing that what she had caught was actually a GoPro. "Oh... Of course! Where do you need me Gil?" Isabella continued. Steeling herself as the GoPro begun to weigh like lead in her hands.

[Arista]

"...Daww, fair enough!" Gil responded, but then, Isabella being the trooper that she was stepped in to help make this all look not only as fabulous as it needed to be, but she even catered to Gil's preferences requests and wants...!

"...Well, I think flat on your back could do well, or sitting in the corner, or heck even in the middle of the ring, it's your choice, I should be able to pull this off no matter...!" Gil smiled, of course she was pretty vague, unintentionally so, but still it could be enough to make the mind wander.

"...Okay, so, this move is a pretty good wrap-up, I think!" Gil turned, swirling around on her heel as she spoke. "...It's a prefect reflection of not only me, but the kind of wrestler I am, and with a perfect amount of sensuality, and goofiness, I think this should really give everyone a good idea of who I am...!" She turned back to see if Isabella had taken position.