The American Dream (For Weonna)

[Teenwrestler]

The knee strike to the face really hurt and Daisuke was left struggling down on his back while clutching his face in pain. This allowed Christina the time to catch her breath and rise back up to her feet, circling the wrestling prince around like a lioness stalking her prey. She would mention that she was going to make him pay about talking about his family like that which made him grit his teeth in anger while having a look of disgust on his face. "Ugh, like hell you are. I'm not going to lo-AHHHHHHHHH" he yelled in pain when her thighs smacked across his neck in a leg drop leaving him out of breath and coughing wildly.

Not done yet, she would stomp his fine abs before pushing him over onto his belly and then mounting his back. Leaning forward, the American grabbed the male Japanese's chin to yank his head back, trapping him in a "C" like position in the boston crab submission. "Arrrrghhhh! N-NO. I'll never.....admit anything! ARGHHHHH" he moaned in pain. His body was shining in sweat as he squirmed under the female wrestler. His hands shot up, trying to grab her wrists and fingers as he tried to pry them off his chin to break free while his legs kicked the mats wildly.

[Weonna]

Christina felt satisfaction hearing her male opponent moan and kick the mats wildly in pain. She felt like she was now in total control as the angry woman bent his back as far as she can making a C-shape. Daisuke would yell at the ground as he would not give up to the Woman on top of her. “You better admit now, or else I'm never letting you go, baby~ I have all day~” She had yet another sadistic grin as she bent him for a little while before moving one arm around his neck and transitioning into a dragon clutch and camel clutch combo with her ass still sitting on his back. She was going to not only put pressure on his back but also crank his neck as well.

“Let's see those cries now, tough guy!” She yells, cranking him harder and using one free hand to claw at his abs whale pulling back to bend his back some more.

[Teenwrestler]

The last thing he remembered about Christina was that she was always behind the rest of the guys, including him, in her fathers gym. She was too young back then but even so she had a strong desire to be better. Fast forward now, the raven haired beauty was really showing off her skills to the wrestling prince who was soundly being out-grappled by her on the mats. "N-no this can't be happening!" Daisuke said as his spine shivered when she would begin to transition the camel clutch into a dragon clutch. Her arm wrapped around his neck as she bent him back further, scooting back a bit more to really bend him while stretching his upperbody backwards.

This allowed her to lean forward just a bit, stretching her hand towards his scrumptious abdomen muscles as she began to claw at them. "GAAAAAHHH!" he yelled in pain, shaking his head in a stiff manner because of the restrictions imposed by the sleeper. Daisuke began to cough, he was in trouble and he knew it. "*Cough* I-I'm not admitting anything sugar" he responded, taunting back at her calling him 'baby'. Still, Daisuke would bring his arms up to grab Christina's forearm, trying to pry them off his neck while he bucked upwards and jerked to the side.

He was panting, sweat dripping off his body onto the mat as the two rivals wrestled.

[Weonna]

Christina felt like she could try and present a Submission hold that could tap the Stubborn Prince. However, Christina was feeling a lot sadistic to Daisuke. The Dark-Haired Grappler didn't want to Submit the Japanese man anymore. She tried to break him. Hearing the Mighty Prince struggle and scream outputs a grin on her face as she fails the Prince with a Dragon Clutch.

"Oh, this is happening, Daisuke! This is what hard work and dedication look like!" She pulled back harder to apply more pressure, and she made sure her grip was on firmly and tight as soon as Daisuke tried to pry out. This went on for a minute which would feel like hours to the tall Japanese man.

"I'm glad you won't give up Daisuke...that would mean more fun for me..." she chuckled when Daisuke taunted her. Christina decided to let go of the hold despite it being a brutal Choke to get out of when someone like her was holding on, but Christina saw no enjoyment yet. Letting go of the handle, Christina would slam the Prince's head hard at the blue mats.

"Get ready because this is a Californian special~" she grinned as she attempted to turn Daisuke on his back and sit him up. Christina would then grab his arms and put a knee on his back for a Surfboard Stretch. If successful, Christina would taunt back and say in the most stereotypical Californian surfer voice.

"Surf's up, let's ride some Nearly waves~."

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[Teenwrestler]

Try as he might, Daisuke was not getting out of the submission any time soon. His back was being arched back to its limit and her arm was holding his neck tight to pull him back while also restricting his breathe. The prince was trapped and his struggles were easily rode off by the American who seemed to be having a good time in putting the handsome male in his place. Still, the pride filled prince refused to give in to Christina who seemed to be fine with continuing her punishing. "D-damn you!" he cursed when she began to pull back harder for a whole minute before suddenly letting go. She grab the back of his head and slam his face hard onto the mats.

"Oufff!" he grunted, clutching his face while squirming under the dark haired woman. His rest was only temporary because Christina would grab him to force him up to a seated position while grabbing both of his arms and stretching them back while placing her knee against the middle of his back, stretching his arm back while forcing his back to grind against her knee.

"S-shut up!" he growled when she mimicked a Californian surfer dude voice, he hated that she was winning despite not taking this seriously. Daisuke tried to get his feet under him, attempting to push up onto his feet while forcing Chris to get up as well in the hopes of trying to spin around and face Christina and unleash a sudden kick to her abs to try and force her to let go!

[Weonna]

Christina began to grind her knee at Daisuke's back, attempting to damage his back more. She began to taunt the Prince more while stretching him out.

"Come on, Prince, you should be able to get out of this no problem, huh?" She grinned while pulling his arm as far as she could. The Prince, however, still had Adrenaline to keep fighting back as Daisuke began to get back up to his feet slowly. The male's attempt at pushing up causes Christina to stand up with him, and the Prince attempts to turn to face the dark-haired woman and kick her in the abs. However, his attempt would be foiled as Christina caught his kick.

"Oh, my...seems like you still got fight in you...that's getting annoying~" she would hold onto his kick before pushing his leg down and attempting to kick back at Daisuke. However, she was aiming to wear his family jewels were at as she wanted to see Daisuke on the ground and wither in pain.

[Teenwrestler]

He was fighting and clawing his way to get back up to his feet and eventually he did. His arms were still being stretched back though and for that he did a quick spin to turn and face Christina before raising his boot into her abdomen but at the last moment the American caught onto his plan and would release his arms and instead reach down to grab his boot. "No way!" he gasped, hopping on one foot as he tried to yank his leg free and back away but it was too late, he was an easy target and Christina would raise her own leg and smack it right between his legs for a brutal low-blow.

"Oooowwwwwww" he let out a squeaky moan as he bent his knees inwards while cupping his crotch, his eyes widened in pain while the prince slowly descended down onto the mat, falling onto his knees with his body bunched over while he massaged his balls. "Hah.....hah....t-that's a disqualification right there" he protested with heavy breathing. The blow had done its trick and Daisuke was in pain, his focus was on trying to ease the pain and not on his opponent which of course gave her leverage to start her next attack.

It was clear that Daisuke was struggling, he was panting and his body was sweating!

[Weonna]

"Oh...that's got to hurt...oh poor baby~" Christi chuckled as she circled The wounded Japanese wrestler as he was groaning and rubbing his family jewels. Such a sight made Christina giggle, and to add insult to injury, she kneeled and patted his back.

"There there, Daisuke...good thing is that you don't have to worry about making children again~" Christina was doing everything to make her opponent frustrated and even more Angier at her. When Daisuke told Christina she would have been disqualified for a low blow; this made the American girl roll her eyes and whisper in his ear.

"At this point, my darling...I don't give a fuck~" Now it was time to keep on the offense as Daisuke was busy easing the pain of his poor meatballs as Christina wrapped her legs around Daisuke's neck. She grabbed his wrists to make sure his hands wouldn't be an issue as the Dark haired woman performed a standing headscissor as her ass was on top of Daisuke's head.

"Mmm...you know, sweetie~ you make for an excellent cushion mind if I use your head as my throne?" She laughed, applying pressure to his neck from the head scissors.

[Weonna]

"Oh...that's got to hurt...oh poor baby~" Christi chuckled as she circled The wounded Japanese wrestler as he was groaning and rubbing his family jewels. Such a sight made Christina giggle, and to add insult to injury, she kneeled and patted his back.

"There there, Daisuke...good thing is that you don't have to worry about making children again~" Christina was doing everything to make her opponent frustrated and even more Angier at her. When Daisuke told Christina she would have been disqualified for a low blow; this made the American girl roll her eyes and whisper in his ear.

"At this point, my darling...I don't give a fuck~" Now it was time to keep on the offense as Daisuke was busy easing the pain of his poor meatballs as Christina wrapped her legs around Daisuke's neck. She grabbed his wrists to make sure his hands wouldn't be an issue as the Dark haired woman performed a standing headscissor as her ass was on top of Daisuke's head.

"Mmm...you know, sweetie~ you make for an excellent cushion mind if I use your head as my throne?" She laughed, applying pressure to his neck from the head scissors.

[Teenwrestler]

Busy massaging his balls, Daisuke was hunched over and gently rubbing his crotch from over his wrestling briefs when he felt the presence of his opponent who was circling him like a lioness. Daisuke had his teeth gritted in anger, he couldn't make a quick dash to escape or grab her legs either because she had a good view of him. She kept running him down which only made him more mad plus the sarcastic consolation by tapping his sweat slicked back was even more insulting.

"Y-you don't have to worry about that bitch" he growled back when she mentioned about him not being able to produce. The strike was hard but he doubt it was *that* hard. He brought his case for a DQ but Christina would kneel behind him, getting close and let him know what she thought about that. He wanted to push her away but she already backed up and grabbed his wrists while wrapping her legs around his neck whilst sitting on top of him. "Ah! Uuuugghhhh owwwww" he moaned with his face turning red.

Daisuke tried to get back up just a bit before attempting to fall backwards, trying to make her back smack against the mats!