An Ace up your sleeve

[Teenwrestler]

The Berserk Ace once again showed off her wrestling prowess, as she decided against engaging Trent in a pure strength based grapple contest. She decided to use her hips to sway around and jerk the Masterpiece from side to side in their grapple, not letting him use his strength straight up to push her all the way back in the corner right away. This frustrated Trent as he tried to keep his footing firmly planted on the ring mats to stay in one place but Misaki wasn't going to let that happen so easily and the two ended up jostling here and there around the ring for a while.

Trent gritted his teeth in frustration as Misaki smiled at him, this caused enough of a distraction for Misaki to pull out of the grapple and grab his right arm as she took it behind him, placing it against his back for a hammerlock. Trent grimaced in pain as he leaned back into her to try and alleviate the pain but that only aided Misaki in easily snaking her other arm to wrap around his neck for a sleeperhold. "Nghh! Oww" he moaned as he backed up into her, feeling her breasts mushroom against his back. Trent attempted to push back into her more and more, trying to back her all the way into a corner and press her back against a corner turnbuckle as his free hand tried to pry her sleeperhold grip. "Ahhh Misaki-san...L-let go" he hissed as sweat glistened off his body.

[Arjuna]

Applying pressure on Trent's arm and shoulder while squeezing his neck at the same time, Misaki would wrench both the man's arm and neck even harder, looking to weaken him with the double-pronged attacks. But, Trent seemed to have found a solution to this as he pushed her back towards the nearest corner, and she grunted as she was squished between Trent's muscular body and the turnbuckle. "Ngh!!" Grimacing, Misaki was having trouble maintaining the hold, with Trent trying to pry her arm off of his neck.

Having no other choice, Misaki would release him from the hold, but in return, she would try to push Trent forward so that she could drive her knee into his back, hoping to leave some parting gift first before pushing him away from her. She planned to lean against the turnbuckle afterwards in order to regain her breath.

[Teenwrestler]

Trent moaned in pain as his arm was further pressed up higher against his back as he really felt the pain around in his arm. He had to deal with pacing his breathing as well as her hand squeezed his neck in the sleeperhold. However, the good thing was that due to her double submission hold, neither hold was as tight as it could be which allowed Trent to back up into her and slam her back into the corner, sandwiching Misaki between himself and the turnbuckle. He thumped himself back into her to make her let go and eventually, she caved in.

Trent finally breathed easily as his hand moved forward. However, his freedom would come at a price as he felt Misaki's knee strike right into his back making him groan out loudly in pain as he fell forward, dropping down on his knees and clutching his lower back. "Urghh shit...." he cursed.

[Arjuna]

Pushing Trent away after hitting his back with a double axe handle, Misaki saw an opportunity to strike, and this time, she would make use of a higher elevation in order to deliver her attack. She would quickly lift herself up onto the turnbuckle, making sure to keep Trent in her sight before she leaped off of the ring post.

In midair, she would aim both her feet towards Trent's body, looking to deliver a shotgun dropkick! From her estimation, the elevation would surely amplify the strength of her kick, and the damage would be pretty devastating on Trent's body.

[Teenwrestler]

The knee strike to his back followed by the double axle handle to his upper back was enough for Miaski to shove Trent off her and shift him down on his knees infront of her. The Masterpiece moaned in pain and clutched his back, still on his knees infront of Misaki. Trent wasn't sure what Misaki was upto, since he had his back turned towards her, still focusing on easing the pain on his back.

The Berserk Ace would work her way up on the turnbuckle before leaping off the ring post, shooting her legs forward and driving them into the back of Trent as she hit him hard with a shotgun dropkick. "URGH!" he grunted out loud in pain as he fell flat on his face!

[Arjuna]

Misaki delivered the shotgun dropkick onto Trent, hitting him with both her boots. Landing on her back, she quickly rolled herself over, getting herself on her hands and knees to see her opponent. Seeing that Trent was on the mat face first, Misaki saw this opportunity to seize her chance for a victory as she would pounce onto his back before grabbing both his arms, draping them over her knees.

"Hope you don't mind..." Misaki said cheekily as she would reach down for Trent's chin, clasping her hands together under the chin before pulling his head back, wrenching on his head and neck as hard as she could, putting him in a camel clutch. If this couldn't get him to submit, at the very least this would weaken him later in this spar.

[Teenwrestler]

Trent felt a really bad jerk to his back as Misaki hit her feet against his mid-back. The Masterpiece fell forward and slammed himself face first on the ring mats from the position on his knees and clutched his back and grunted in pain. Trent was getting more and more tired but Misaki was roaring to go, quickly straddling his back and wrestling with his arms for a moment before draping them over her thighs as she settled nicely on top of his back. Trent would wriggle around a bit, trying to bridge up but Misaki pushed her weight down to keep him pinned on his front.

Her hands cupped around his chin as she pulled back viciously, trapping him in a firm camel clutch. "Mfff! Miskai-san....urghh, actually, I do mind" he groaned as he shook his head, not wanting to submit to his newest formed rival. He would try to jerk up and to the right, trying to bear the pain around his neck and already injured back. His body was warm and sweaty as the Ace really took him to the limit. "AHHHHH" he moaned out loudly, trying to get his hands to slip off her thighs.

[Arjuna]

Now Misaki had him in the hold, she would make sure to wrench on his head as hard as she could, pulling his head back, applying pressure around his head, neck and back in the camel clutch. She would clasp her hands together tightly under Trent's chin, hoping that she wouldn't lose her grip on him. Sweat started to form on Trent's body, which would make it hard for her to maintain the hold, but she would keep holding on his chin with her clasped hands, hoping to force a submission out of him.

"You can tap out if you want, you know?" Misaki reminded him, wrenching his head as hard as she could. She would also slowly scoot herself back, now sitting on his lower back, which would make the hold even more painful for him. "Come on, I don't want to hurt you more than necessary, you know?" But, from her expression alone, one could tell that she was actually having fun. It's been quite a fun match-up despite this being a spar between the two of them.

[Teenwrestler]

Misaki targeting his lower back really did a number against the Masterpiece. The knee to his lower back, followed by a shotgun dropkick to his upperback already left his back sore and her camel clutch sough to further intensify the pain. She expertly locked in the submission hold, wrenching further back. His body was exhausted, glistening in sweat as the two had this competitive spar. He tried to wriggle free but Misaki would only further scoot back and wrench his head further back, making him almost look back towards him as he was bent awkwardly in a C like position.

His hands managed to free themselves off her thigh as he weakly tried to pry her fingers off his chin whilst she requested him to tap. "AHHHHHH I-It doesn't feel like that way Misaki-san AHHHHHH" his moans grew louder as his back was really in some pain. A couple of moments later, he had no choice but to submit to the Ace. His hands tapping the ring mats, signalling his submission to Toyoda, Misaki.

"I Submit!" he moaned while tapping.

[Arjuna]

Keeping Trent trapped in the camel clutch, Misaki would make sure that the man would not escape as she would continue wrenching his head as hard as possible. Soon, her effort finally bore fruits when Trent finally tapped out, submitting to her. Smiling in satisfaction, she would release Trent's chin before moving away from him. Wiping the sweat off of her brow, she tapped Trent's shoulder.

"Well, that's a good workout..." Misaki said before she decided to ask him whether he was alright or not. "Hey, are you okay? I hope I didn't pull your head too hard back then..." She gave him an apologetic smile. "So, this means I win, right?" She would get herself back on her feet as she said that.