Intense Midnight training [Underdog]

Belinda managed to reach out and take those legs out from under Makie and watched her rival fall down onto her butt. She also saw Makie roll over onto her front and try to push herself up. That was not something that Belinda was going to allow, not now that she had managed to get Makie down into a good position.

The Swede would reach out for Makie's legs as she had turned over and would move up to her feet, holding those legs as she would step around Makie and stand over the girl's back. Shifting her hold on those legs to Makie's ankles as she would cross them and then throw herself backwards. Leaning backwards into a bridge as she would pull on those legs and attempt to lock in a cross-legged bridging boston crab. Bridging all the way down so that her head would be right above Makie. Trying to lock in her other planned out submission hold!

Makie tried rolling away. Tried being the operative word: Belinda was right behind her, keeping a hold of her legs as she rolled. Cursing, Makie tried to kick herself free, but Belinda held on tight. She felt Belinda rotating around, and realized what was coming next. She twisted and writhed on the mat, trying to free herself, but it was too late.

Intertwining their legs, Belinda leaned back, arching over her in a painful boston crab. Makie was crying out now, her lower body and back being bent at an unnatural angle as Belinda stretched her. Her cheek pressed against the side of the mat as she clawed at hit, pounding at it with her fists as she was bent painfully in Belinda's hold. It was taking all of her willpower not to tap at this rate.

Belinda had locked in her own Boston Crab submission, that cross-legged bridging Boston Crab, she hadn't given it a name yet but judging by how Makie her rival was reacting to it. It must have hurt a lot! 

The back of Belinda's head pressed down against the mat, just ahead of Makie's head. As she bent and pulled back on that Boston Crab. Bending Makie's lovely frame in a very painful angle. " C-come on Makie! You're gonna have to tap!" Belinda let out as she hold on tightly on her Japanese rival.

The pain was incredible-- Makie felt her lower body being arched back further as Belinda leaned back, the Swede's head resting just next to hers as her back pressed against Makie's. Her spine was being contorted in a direction she knew it wasn't supposed to go, and it was more than she could bear.

She slammed the mat furiously. "OKAY, OKAY, LEGGO!" she screamed, unable to take it any longer.

Belinda's second new submission move seemed to be doing fairly well against Makie as her rivals spine was being bent in a way that it really wasn't supposed to be bent. It was as if she was trying to turn the two of their shapes into pretzels with the focus being on bending her raven haired rival's frame.

Soon Makie screamed, right in the Swede's ear to let her go. The Swede would release Makie's legs as she herself dropped from her bridge and landed on Makie's back. Belinda would lay on top of Makie, back to back as she panted out. Sweat covered back pressing against sweat covered back." Hah...looks like I've got two holds you can't take now, Makie." Belinda let out as she would roll over onto her front and off of Makie, up on her hands and knees as she would place her hand on Makie's shoulder. " You okay?"

Belinda finally released her, and Makie at this point simply flopped onto the mat facedown, breathing hard. Her gym shorts and bra were now grey after having been soaked through by sweat, and her spine was throbbing after taking the worst of Belinda's move. At this point, it was a blissful relief to be able to lie down on her front.

"Nnnf..." Makie groaned in response to Belinda's question. "I'm...fine...gimme a minute..." As much as she hated showing weakness in front of Belinda like this, the fact was, the Swede's hold had taken a lot of the fight out of her, and she needed time to recover.

Belinda would seat herself down next to Makie as she would pant out, shaking her head a bit as she let Makie take a few minutes of rest. They were both covered in sweat, both their own and each others, damp hair...they were both tired but the two painful holds seemed to have taken a fair bit out of Makie.

That just mean that Belinda's new holds worked the way she wanted them to, if they could make Makie tap then she didn't have much to worry about. " Thanks for you help...Makie." Belinda let out as she would look on at the Japanese girl who was gathering herself.

Makie made no reply at first as she law on her front, recuperating. She had known Belinda was a tough opponent, but after enduring this hold, she was quietly surprised at how much the Swede had improved. She was going to be feeling this hold for a while now, she just knew it.

Still, there was no way she was going to let Belinda walk out of here without getting a hold of her own in.

Slowly, and agonizingly, she rolled onto her back, gasping a little as she did so. "Fuck..." she muttered. "I...think I'll need a hand..."

Belinda felt a bit bad about having forced her friend and rival to endure those two rather hellacious holds, the two holds that Belinda had trained and worked on in order to use for when she made her return. Her stay away from AFW was short, but following her string of defeats she needed a little time off to make sure she wouldn't be the victim of many more defeats.

The Swede would hear Makie ask for that help up now, which had the sweat covered Swede smiling, she would reach down and offer her hand to Makie. Nodding her head to her friend and rival, " Of course. Come on, let's get you to the showers to cool off." Belinda said with a friendly smile on her face.

Makie watched as Belinda moved her way over to her, extending her hand to help the Akamatsu girl up. Still breathing hard, Makie gingerly accepted her hand, clasping it firmly...but instead of hoisting herself up, Makie held onto it, locking eyes with Belinda for a brief moment.

"Just one thing," she breathed. "I get to test something on you now, okay?"

Without waiting for an answer, Makie yanked down on Belinda's arm, hoping to send her tumbling to her front. Sitting up, Makie would try to snatch at Belinda's foot and yank it back with both hands, while at the same time kicking a leg up into the pit of her knee. If she managed that then she would lie back down, arching Belinda's trapped leg over her while keeping her foot pressed up into the back of Belinda's knee, arching her leg painfully in a scorpion hold.