Tempest Tournament Round 1: Maddie Hanezawa Vs. Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt

Bouncing off the mat slightly herself after the sky high leg drop, Gwens leg was shoved off her languishing opponent to allow her room to curl into a shivering fetal position. Members of the audience winced from Maddie's pained screams echoing through out the stadium, the match looking exceptionally one-sided at this particular juncture.

Gwens devious smirk didn't alleviate any concerns from the audience, the heiress slyly crawling over towards Maddie to shove her completely over to her front side. Rather than go for a pin, Gwen would seat her curvy rear comfortably atop Maddies lower back to hopefully keep her completely stationary. The heiress would cross her toned, extended legs and smile affectionately down towards her seemingly trapped opponent, using her as a seat cushion while scuffling the back of her opponents already scruffy hair.

"...*giggle*...It occurs to me, we haven't been properly introduced. Excuse my shoddy manners, my dear. Gwendolyn Dupont Bettencourt~...the pleasure is all yours I'm sure~..." Gwen cheerfully introduced herself, waiting to see if Maddie would do the same.

Starting to catch her breath, Maddie let out a few whimpers, continuing to clutch her chest, briefly experiencing a few traumatic flashbacks from the time Alicia had pretty much tit-stomped her through a table. There wasn't a whole lot of resistance in her as Gwendolyn forced her onto her belly and straddled her back, leaving in quite a degrading position.

Maddie let out a grunt of frustration as her hair was ruffled, actually feeling pretty indignant, not only for the fact she was being treated like some kind of pet, but also how their 'size' difference had really gotten rubbed in her face earlier, punctuated by the leg drop to her unimpressive chest.

"Dammit...!" the small girl groaned in frustration, desperately trying to squirm free of her tormentor, but to little avail. The impromptu introduction only served to upset her even more, but Maddie still took the chance to voice some of her rebelliousness. "Madison... Hanezawa..." she grunted out in between her struggles. "And the only pleasure I'm gonna have... Is kicking your ass once I get back up...!"

By no stretch of the imagination did Gwendolyn consider herself a "heavyweight", especially after having contended with the likes of Alaina Sanders (on two separate occasions) and the monstrous strength that vile woman brought to the table. But after her nigh effortless woman-handling of the diminutive Maddie, Gwen could certainly become accustomed to the exhilarating rush of physically overwhelming your opponent.

"...*giggle*...Well, I suppose I'll have to exercise extreme caution in keeping you grounded then, shouldn't I, dear Maddie?~..." Gwen chuckled as her scuffling of Maddie's hair changed to more of a soothing petting motion that brushed and groomed her unkempt locks. The heiress decided to make good on her word by keeping Maddie pinned down and continuing her basic but effective offense.  

After spinning in place so her lithe legs now faced Maddie's head, Gwen would scooch forward and rub her curvy posterior up along Maddies sweaty back. Now straddling Maddie's spine, Gwen would reach forward to tuck her adorable opponent's arms behind her knees and teasingly interlock her fingers together one at a time beneath Maddie's chin to instill a sense of dread before rearing her head back in a camel clutch.

Maddie continued to squirm about defiantly, growing even more insulted as she was now being petted. Though, struggle as she did, she couldn't escape Gwendolyn's grasp. The curvy blonde seemed to certainly be enjoying herself, very slowly and deliberately applying a vicious camel clutch.

"Nnnnn... ahhhh...!" Maddie moaned in pain as her spine was arced painfully back, writhing in her tormentor's grasp. Just as she had feared, she had been pitted against yet another opponent that was considerably out of her league...

The heiress laced her fingers under Maddie's chin and pulled back until her petite opponent started singing all the right tunes. Gwen gradually leaned back farther and farther to make the pain in her curved spine slowly seep into her senses, the heiress intent on torturing the poor girl first instead of wringing a submission out of her so soon.

"Hmm~..." Gwen hummed blissfully as she briefly relented on the grip under Maddies chin and began affectionately brushing away any locks of hair covering her anguished face. Primping her hair and wiping some dirt from her cheek to beautify her for the cameras at ringside before fervently reapplying the camel clutch, the pin-stripped official next to them asking Maddie if she's had enough so soon.

It was a pretty literal case of insult to injury, as Gwendolyn groomed Maddie while keeping her tightly locked in the submission. Fortunately, the tiny girl was pretty flexible and durable, meaning the actual pain of the hold was not that bad once it set in, but the absolute mockery was a pretty heavy blow to what little pride Maddie had left.

Her cheeks growing flush in both embarrassment and anger, the petite girl writhed and squirmed violently, making some incoherent grunting sounds as she tried to break free of this humiliating situation.

The referee's merciful inquiries for Maddie to submit would apparently go entirely unanswered as Gwendolyn tested that flexibility of her lowly opponents spine with increasing tenacity. The petite girls weakened squirms would gain Maddie precisely zero relief in the excruciating hold. At one point though the heiress would change up the hold by hooking her opponents neck in the crook of her arm in a type of sleeperhold. Her reasoning behind the adjustment had less to do with any type of winning strategy...and more to do with simply having more room to lean forward and tenderly nuzzle her cheek against Maddie's flustered face.

"Still so utterly adorable even despite that crude vocabulary of yours..." The embarrassing show of affection would continue until the heiress would shove Maddie off of her and rise back to her feet. Gwen could see that the rudimentary submission wasn't doing the trick and opted to move on to more advanced techniques. She would attempt to clamp onto Maddies now well groomed hair to guide her back to her feet as well.

As her degrading treatment continued, Maddie could still do little much but squeak and grunt in objection to Gwendolin's antics. The nuzzling in particular drew alot of indignant squirming from her. After what felt like hours, the blonde finally relented, hopefully growing as tired of it as Maddie was.

She cried out a bit as she was rather viciously jerked up by her hair, but it also finally gave her the opportunity she was waiting for. "I'll show you crude...!" she spat, clenching her fist and swinging it up with all her strength right in between Gwendolyn's powerful thighs. Maddie knew she could never win in a fair fight, and if nothing else this would knock this insufferable girl down a few pegs.

Ruffling up Maddie's hair after having taken the time to primp and stylize it seemed rather counter intuitive, but regrettably such was the case as Gwendolyn tightly grasped onto her now unkempt locks to guide her upward. As much joyous fun Gwen was having simultaneously coddling and tormenting poor Maddie, the heiress recognized a sure-fire victory when she saw one quivering at her feet, and decided to capitalize on her good fortune rather than prolong the inevitable.

However, what she didn't recognize was the old adage playing out before her...namely how an enemy is never more dangerous when it's cornered with nothing to lose. Gwens sly grin dissipating instantly when that enemy's intensified strike plowed straight into her crotch.

Clanging bells chimed and heavenly chorus' sang the most resplendent of melodies as the heiress balanced herself perfectly on the tips of her toes. But Gwendolyn's mental vacation from the pain was terribly brief, the heiress scrunching her face before both of her hands would shield her battered groin. Soon afterward crumbling to her knees and doubling over as if she were prostrating at her petite opponents feet. The heiress was muttering rather colorful french obscenities from being introduced to an entirely different flavor of humbling misery while an entire audience remained rather gobsmacked at what just happened...

Feeling her fist strike the soft spot, Maddie allowed herself a small grin and she staggered back and upright. The referee quickly remanded her for such tactics, but, probably out of pity, let the tiny girl off with just a light warning.

She'd be lying if she said she didn't enjoy the sight of the haughty blonde down on her knees, and was feeling a bit more pleased about pulling that stunt than she usually was. However, given how overwhelmed she had been just seconds earlier, Maddie knew she couldn't relish the moment for long, and had to capitalize while she still could.

Testing out some of the fundamentals she learned recently, the petite girl charged at the ropes, spinning around so she could bounce off. Then, with her improved momentum as she came rushing back towards the downed Gwen, Maddie leaped high into the air above the blonde, kicking her legs up and wide like a cheerleader, before coming crashing down with her rather bony rear end towards her foe's back.