Student-Teacher Workout

[Devastated]

Candy Cane grunted out as she was stuck, she struggled and jerked as she tried to find a way to free herself. Her hands grabbed at Muriel's arms to try and pry them off her, and away from her face! Though all that seemed to earn her was Ms. Spencer locking in an even worse hold for the redheaded punk! She felt the arms of her teacher snaking around her throat as she was locked into a sleeper version of the hold.

A short gasp escaped from Becky's mouth, as she would pry at those arms for a few more seconds. She knew she could find a way out of this hold....but those were tactics that were probably not meant for a spar. She clicked her tongue, feeling Muriel's body grind against her back like that...a faint blush on her face, uncertain if it was from her air supply dropping or from the sensation.

After a few more seconds. Candy Cane would begin to tap against Muriel's arm! It was a spar after all, and she'd been out-wresteled on the mats by Muriel Spencer!

[BlackAkuma]

…Ms. Welsh smelled so nice.

It had been so long since the two of them had shared a ring together and wrestled that she had almost forgotten her student’s scent, the way it felt to bury her face in all that red hair. She took good care of it, or perhaps it was whatever substance she used to keep it dyed. Whatever the case, it was a sharp, familiar scent that brought back so many splendid memories. She had been here before, had felt Ms. Welsh squirming beneath her, and it was a sensation she had not suspected to enjoy again. If only, if only-

Ms. Welsh was tapping.

”Oh!” Muriel had become lost in her revelries, so much so that she had no registered Ms. Welsh giving up for a few moments. She hurriedly released the woman and moved back to her knees, giving her all the space she could need.

”My apologies, Ms. Welsh! I…you…” She stammered over her words, before she coughed, cleared her throat and straightened. [color=#8000000]”Forgive me, I was lost in a distraction. Are you all right?”[/color]