Melody H. Vs Tara K. - The Peak Of Embarrassment!

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Tara hit her mark, bringing her legs down to immediately balance herself and stop her figure rolling forward. Evidently, she wanted to stay seated where she had landed!

"Let's..work some of that attitude out of you, how does that sound cutie?!" With a light poke to Melody's back as she spoke, Tara looked to pivot round and sit so that she was facing Melody's top half. Legs still straddling, she'd raise them as to have her feet flat to the ground, either side of Melody's shoulders. The posture becoming all too familiar to wrestling fans, Tara soon followed suite with what they were predicting, as she tried to restrain her opponents arms behind her bent knees. Hands then following to her foes chin, to lock in a standard camel clutch!

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Sore and winded, Melody wasn't in much shape to respond to Tara's taunt, still just trying to get her breath back. Her cheeks flushed a furious crimson as with embarrassment as she lay flat with Tara perched on top of her like a throne.

Then she felt Tara's position shift and a moment later she was bent backwards, her arms being hooked over her opponent's knees. It took a moment for Melody to realise what was happening, but when she did, her eyes went wide with panic. Sure enough, Tara's hands slid under her chin...

"No, no, no-AIIIIIIIEEEEE!" Melody squealed shrilly as Tara locked in the Camel Clutch and pulled, stretching the former-model's body and bending her back in such a way that her bust threatened to burst free of her red-gold leotard. Melody's leg's kicked feebly but she was trapped, at Tara's mercy as the pain continued to build. All Melody was able to do was wriggle uselessly, letting out faint, squeaks of pain and protest.

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The camel clutch was the perfect move for a woman of Tara's build, given that beyond the initial application, it didn't need much from the Korean to keep the hold painful. Melody would in fact perhaps feel that Tara wasn't bending her upper back as far as she could, given the pinkette had absolutely no intention of exhausting herself in the hopes of rendering Melody unable to stand straight.

Instead, she'd work the clutch at a steady pace, holding Melody quite a bit past what could be considered comfortable, with her eyes latched on the back of her victims head as she spoke.

"Wanna call it a day? No shame in it!"

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Melody let out a feeble moan of pain as Tara slowly and carefully bent her tender frame backwards, taunting her every step of the way. Then she stopped in a position of maximum discomfort.

"Let me goooo..." Melody whined, jiggling pointlessly in Tara's grip. "I'm not... not quitting! I'll get you... back for this!"

Even as the words left her mouth Melody knew how hollow the words were. Tara was dismantling her in a humiliating fashion, but the haughty British beauty refused to submit, not unless she couldn't take another second of pain. She wasn't there yet. So she shook her head, teeth gritted against the pain as she tried to outlast the hold.

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Tara simply nodded at that refusal, not at all surprised that Melody was still going. Soon after, the hold would be pushed just a little further, with Tara really bending Melody for what likely felt to be an eternity to her victim, but in reality was nothing more than a few extra seconds. After that, she'd simply release, letting the girls chest and head ping off the canvas, before Tara came to a full stand.

Hands soon coming to her opponents head, grabbing under and around Melody's chin again, though this time only to pull her upwards to a somewhat standing position.

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Melody let out a piteous whine as Tara pulled the hold even further, the British beauty helpless to escape her tormentor. For the briefest of moments she felt like she was going to be bent in half, before finally, mercifully, Tara released her grip.

A gasp of relief escaped Melody's lips and she pitched forward, her breasts and head bouncing against the canvas before she lay flat on her front, one hand touching the small of her aching back. "Nnnnngh..."

In a lot of pain and disoriented, Melody was compliant as her opponent grabbed her under the chin and hauled her upright. Melody swayed unsteadily, arms hanging limp by her sides and eyes screwed shut against the pain that had been inflicted by the hold.

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"I don't wanna hurt ya, but if you don't give in quick, I'm gonna have to!" Tara gleamed, apparently under the impression she had this match utterly pegged, as whilst still holding Melody's chin she looked to switch to a posture behind the girl. Bending Melody back in the most painful and awkward of manners, Tara's hold wasn't hard to see coming as the Korean looked for something of a clinch. Only, at this angle, what with Melody bending back, and her face left pointed to the sky, it was no simple headlock. But a dragon sleeper!

"Just..tap..now..!" Tara roared, as she leaned her own slender form back to arch the hold more so, all the while Melody was getting a faceful of her arm flesh!

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Melody looked Tara in the eye fearfully as the other wrestler delivered her threat, thoroughly in control over the British model. She struggled for a moment but couldn't stop her nimble adversary moving into position behind her. Her eyes went wide with panic as Tara's arm wrapped around her neck beneath her chin and started leaning her backwards until she was staring skywards, the cheers of the crowd filling her ears.

"No, no- MMPPPGHHHHH!" Melody screeched as she was locked into yet another submission as Tara bent her backwards, her cries muffled by Tara's arm clamping down over her face. The Dragon Sleeper stretched her abdomen excruciatingly, her breasts pressing skyward within the skin-tight confines of her leotard. Her arms flapped and flailed, pawing at the arm holding her in place. She whimpered faintly as she was cranked further and further backwards.

"Mmmmpphh..." She didn't want to submit, but the pain was too much. Her eyes began to roll and her struggles lessened. With a faint sob she raised her right hand, ready to tap out if the hold lasted more than a few seconds longer... if she didn't black out first.

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Tara was working the hold as if it was second nature to her, despite her limited experience in it. She'd considered herself a Jill of all Trades sort though, so it was hard for Tara to say she was bad in near enough anything expect the more extreme power or luchadore-esque moves some demonstrated. Melody was finding that out the hard way right now, as the hold was becoming more and more intense, as if it was being applied with the intent to win a championship match.

Feeling Melody sag and turn a little limp, Tara didn't decrease the pressure but she didn't up it either. Parting her legs and holding on tight, feeling the weight of Melody in her arms as the girl turned weaker. Seemingly just waiting to see if Melody was indeed done for, as she looked on whilst flexing tightly.

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The pain receded into a dull ache as Melody hung there, all but beaten by her opponent as she couldn't escape the Dragon Sleeper. Her eyes were drifting cross eyed as blackness threatened to descend on her.

With a final spark of futile determination, Melody took a weak grip on Tara's arm, tugging at it, her legs kicking feebly and hips twisting as she made one last attempt to stave off the inevitable.

Unsurprisingly, her attempts bore no fruit and her hands slid off of Tara's arm, hanging limp by her sides. Her eyes began to drift shut, her body twitching pathetically in protest.

"Hnnnnn..." Melody let out a final defeated sigh against Tara's arm, accepting her fate.