Intense Midnight training [Underdog]

Belinda would tilt her head as she felt Makie grab her arm but it didn't seem as if her friend and rival wanted help up to her feet, instead the raven haired girl spoke out and asked Belinda to help her test something. " Eh?" Was as much as Belinda was able to get out before she was yanked down.

Taken by surprise, the Swede was pulled down onto her front with a quick yank as she then felt Makie snatch a hold of her right foot. Feeling Makie's foot against the back of her knee as it was being bent around that foot, the Swede would gasp out in pain, she'd scratch and trash on the mat as her leg was being put into that painful scorpion hold.

Makie was clenched her teeth now. She had Belinda, and now that she had her, it was time to give the Swede a taste of her own medicine. Lying flat against the mat, she almost arched her back as she pulled down on Belinda's leg, her own leg feeling leaden and stiff as she kept it angled straight up, her foot wedging solidly against the back of Belinda's knee. She could only imagine how Belinda was hurting...so she yanked down further on her leg to make her hurt a little more.

"Your turn to tap now, Belinda!" she hissed through gritted teeth, unsure of how long she could maintain the hold in her state. "This isn't a match, so...come on and tap!" Even though she said it wasn't a match, all the same, the competetive spirit in her wouldn't leg go until she felt Belinda tap, or heard her say the magic words.

Belinda had just been pulled down into a horrible position as her rival and sparring partner Makie Akamatsu started to wrench on her leg like that. Causing the blond to yelp out in pain, shaking her head and trying to move and twist around, clawing and dragging on the mat. 

Hearing Makie shout out that it was her turn to tap, Belinda would shake her head and bite down on her lower lip. She wasn't about to tap that easily. She would try and crawl and drag herself towards the ropes, trying to drag her raven haired Japanese rival alone with her. It seemed as if Belinda has a bit of pride herself, just like Makie and didn't want to just give away a submission to her rival.

It was of no surprise to Makie that Belinda just wasn't tapping. Even though Makie had her in an excrutiating hold that was pulling hard at the tendons in the other girl's leg, the Swede just wouldn't tap. She clenched her teeth, not knowing how long she could maintain this hold.

She felt Belinda slowly pulling them towards the ropes. In response, Makie arched her body, cheek briefly brushing against Belinda's as she yanked down further on Belinda's foot, almost pulling it down so that it was level with the blonde's head. "I...said....tap!" she hissed, not wanting to let go until she finally heard those magic words from Belinda.

Belinda felt the pain intensify as she was struggling to reach the ropes. They got ever closer until that hold was cranked up to eleven! That was when Belinda had to stop in her tracks, her left hand moved up to her head, slipping her fingers through her hair and gripping onto it tightly, almost pulling on her own hair, trying to force herself to think of another source of pain than the one located in her leg.

" Grh!!....L-let go!" Belinda gasped out in pain as she would try and remain defiant for as long as she could...after a few more seconds of this torture, Belinda would be forced to take her right hand and start tapping on the floor. " Okay! Okay!...I tap dammit!!" 

Hearing Belinda shout her submission, Makie took a deep breath and finally released her, letting Belinda's leg fall to the mat. Exhausted beyond all measure, Makie simply collapsed onto her back next to Belinda, breathing hard, the two young women soaked with sweat after this gruelling exercise.

"S...sorry..." Makie finally managed to breathe. "I figured it was only fair that I...should try a hold on you...after you did so on me." She turned her head to glance at the blonde. "I probably...should have asked first. We...we really both went overboard...for a simple spar, didn't we?"

Belinda panted out as she laid on her front, with Makie dropping down on her back besides the Swede. She would shake her head a little, panting out loudly as a small pool of sweat had built up underneath her chin. Belinda would look over at Makie and move her hand up, clenching it into a fist as she'd give Makie's cute cheek a gentle nudge.

" Hah....No worries..." Belinda panted out as she would start to push herself up a bit, then quickly deciding not to. Instead shifting over so she was laying on her back besides Makie instead. " We did...but, you should have saved that move for our next match....now that I know about it, I'm gonna defeat it and you....next time." Belinda teased as she would start to chuckle out a bit.