Suzanna vs Sir Michael Meldors

Suzanna was serious about considering a tap out, ITS TOO SOFT!
"YOU BASTARD" She would scream out, trying to kick away at the knight, and when he freed her and began to lock up a boston crab, would try to randomly twist away from his strong grasp.

Suzanna this time succeeded in keeping him back. When Michael began to lock up the boston crab, she succeeded in twisting away, getting out of his grasp "Argh!, stay still!" he exclaimed once Suzanna escaped. She had a good chance to start doing some damage to Michael, so she should take it.

Suzanna smiled as she got away from his brutal, abusive grasp.
"Now I'm gonna show you pain!" She squeaked out, trying to charge for him and irish whipping the knight into the corner.

Michael was hurling a strike at her, but all it did was give Suzanna an arm to grab. "Shit." he knew what was going to happen next. He was forced by his momentum towards the corner, hitting the padding, but still stunning him a bit. His body was slumped over the corner, ass hanging out if Suzanna wanted payback.

Suzanna grinned as she smashed the knight into the corner.
She strutted over, smiling, and taking a nice soft seat on the back of his head while spanking him.
"Squirm all you like"

Michael did begin to squirm but it was more of a delightful one. He did feel pain, but it was overrun by the thought of a sexy girl spanking his ass. After a bit, he would try to force her off by shaking violently. Even if she stayed on, he was alright with what's going on.

Suzanna enjoyed herself, giving him a lot of his deserved spanks. "Is the knight a submissive one? I wish I had a whip then, then it would be too f-AGH!" She exclaimed, tumbling off him from the violent shaking.

"More like a 50-50 split." he clarified as he turned to face Suzanna. He then rushed at her trying to pick her up at her sides and then try to slam her down hard. "So if you beat me, you could take me somewhere for that if you like, but fat chance that happening." he added.

Suzanna got flown up in the air, then smashed down in the matt, huffing and holding her back. "Like I-ow-would wanna go on a date with you just yet' She squeaked, kicking and squirming at him, trying to crawl away.

"Not even just a friendly fu-UCK! He let out once one of Suzanna's wild kicks got him on the chin. He backpedaled a bit, clutching it, giving Suzanna a chance to get up, but by then, Michael would be back on his guard