Kindred Spirits

Leaning against the ropes, Samiya watched things unfold. She couldn’t see Spider’s expression at Ryo’s touching her, but she was sure there wasn’t much to see. The collar and elbow tie up certainly continued unabated for a few more moments, the two straining against each other – Spider unable and Ryo perhaps unwilling to bully their way through.

So, the blonde ducked down and round, turning the hold on the brat in a heartbeat. It was elegantly executed and Ryo clearly didn’t see it coming until his arm was up behind his back.

Well, things were about to get fun clearly.

Particularly as he wasn’t about to just give up – and, unlike his brief run-in with her, he was going to fight back effectively.

It also gave Samiya more of a chance to see Ryo in action. Her clash with the boy had been all about power, something she had far more of than he did. So, he hadn’t had much of a chance to show his skill or technique. Here though, he was going to get that chance as he tried for a snapmare to free himself from the hammerlock.

Staying out of his line of sight, the Schoolgirl Assassin readied herself to leap in if it looked like she needed to. But, at the same time, she didn’t want to jump the gun if Spider could handle it and, for now, he thought they were just having fun.

It was funny how fast things could change.

In one moment, Spider was more or less happy with the situation. Ryo was putting up more of a struggle than she would’ve liked, yes, but the rouse was working well, and she was more than happy to stretch it out for as long as his gullibility would allow. No sense on springing things too early. That might risk spoiling the fun of it all.

But then he had to go and grab her hair. Spider had a long list of things that irritated her, and he had already ticked off a few spots on it, but having her hair - her long, lustrous, shimmering hair - pulled was right at the top. The shriek she made was equal parts pain and rage, a sure sign that she was looking to break their new toy sooner rather than later.

She went over his shoulder, just like Ryo was aiming for. The move worked as he intended. However, as she flew, Spider’s slender legs opened wide, reached out, and tried to seize his skull in a reverse headscissors, a move that would pull them both down.

It would also give him a good, up-close view of her ass, which he’d surely enjoy. However, if she could lock the move in, he wouldn’t be able to enjoy it for very long.

Well, that had been an interesting series of moves. Ryo had gone for the snapmare via pulling on Spider’s hair. Spider had been forced to go with it, though the shriek she’d made had been as much angered as it had been pained, if Samiya was any judge. But, instead of just going over, she’d gone over and – in so doing – Spider had caught Ryo and taken him to the mat in a reverse headscissors as she went.

That had got the blonde a sharp round of applause from the watching Assassin. A very nice turnaround.

From there, she’d proceeded to start pulverising Ryo’s neck and, in short order, their target was back to the frantic tapping. Well, he was in the ring with two submission experts. It was only to be expected.

”Already?”

Samiya had circled in, down on one knee to the side and close to where Spider’s legs held Ryo’s head in painfully tight captivity.

”But I’m not sure she’s done yet. I mean, here you were saying you’d love to be right where you are, and you’re tapping already?”

Mockingly, the tattooed fighter shook her head.

”No, I don’t think you get to tap yet.”

Reaching down, she went to grab Ryo’s hands by the wrists and pull them well clear of Spider’s flesh, refusing to let him tap while giving the blonde a clear chance to keep on squeezing for as long as she wanted.

It was, perhaps, making it clear just what sort of match this was going to be but… Well, the fact she hadn’t just broken up the submission already should probably have made that clear already.

In fairness to Ryo, he had little choice but to tap Spider on her butt. It wasn’t as if there was anything else he could really reach for on her body, it probably came as a reflex to tap the thing closest to you when you were desperate, and she did have a nice ass. It was perfectly natural for a straight man’s hands to find their way to it in such a situation.

However, Spider wasn’t in a mood to entertain any of those rationalization. Frankly, even if she had been, she still would’ve cranked the hold.

As it was, each tap just encouraged her to cranked up the pressure, jolting him more and more, creating less and less space between her thighs. Samiya’s clap of approval was appreciated, and she gave her compatriot a quick smile to show it...before her face contorted with more effort, pouring on the pressure.

Samiya’s contribution wasn’t necessary at this point - he could’ve tapped all he wanted, and it wouldn’t have made one whit of difference to Spider. Still, it spared her having to deal with the constant sensation and indignation, enough so that the smile could return to her face. She threw her hair back and looked over her shoulder, staring down at Ryo and up at Samiya.

”Oh, I’m sure Ryo didn’t mean anything by it. He’s just a bit tired, is all. A quick nap is all he needs, don’t you think?”

To seal the deal, Spider brought her legs up from the standard scissoring position and into the figure-four shape, even reaching behind to pull on her ankle. Maximum pressure, with the added bonus of giving him far more of his favorite body part than he likely cared for.

If anything, the blonde was now squeezing harder and, as she folded her legs into a figure-four around Ryo’s neck, it was clear that unconsciousness was in his very immediate future. That point was only rubbed in by Spider’s remark and, well, that was all she wrote essentially.

Less than twenty seconds later, he was out cold.

To add insult to Ryo’s injury, the last thing he’d hear as he drifted off was Samiya’s quiet, sadistic chuckle as she enjoyed his final futile struggles. Once he was out, she let his hands slump to the floor and then she couldn’t quite resist the urge.

Deftly, Samiya ran a hand through his hair, ruffling it, before patting him patronisingly on top of his skull.

”Have a nice nap, doggy,” She teased, before turning her attention back to Spider. They’d both thrown a hold on the boy wonder and Samiya wasn’t at all jealous that Spider had put him out in hers. But she was eager to get another shot at him, and a very nasty idea was forming in her imaginative little mind.

”So, my turn now?” The Schoolgirl Assassin’s dark lips parted in a distinctly sadistic smile, ”Because I have the perfect wakeup call in mind. Mind getting his legs and leaving his head to me?”

This was Spider’s party after all, and she was just a guest. That meant it was only polite to ask before she just started insisting.

Spider craned her neck back as far as it would go, almost to the point of pain. Hardly healthy, she knew, but it was worth it to see the look in his eyes, the fear, the likely realization of what he'd fallen into and the fact that, when he woke up, more pain would surely be coming his way.

It was a beautiful, beautiful thing, and like so many beautiful things, it was better when shared. Though Samiya’s assist was hardly needed, it didn’t matter. It was the thought that counted.

She gave Ryo one last, vindictive squeeze, enjoying the hold for a moment longer, just a bit. ”Almost...and...there.” She finally let up and gave his lungs some much needed air. While his well-being was hardly on the forefront of her mind, the last thing she wanted to do was have to call an ambulance over this.

She rolled away and gave him a playful pat on the cheek - the one on his face - with the bottom of her foot, sighing with pride in her handy work. After the moment passed, she looked up at Samiya and nodded. ”All yours. Enjoy.” She slid along the mat and seized Ryo’s feet. She knew her compatriot hardly needed help restraining Ryo, that much had been proven, so she was curious where this was going.

Sharing was caring.

”Thank you,” Samiya threw a polite nod at Spider, as the blonde went to grab the guy’s legs. In her turn, the dark beauty circled around to behind Ryo’s head.

Just securing the legs wasn’t what she’d had in mind and she was on the verge of explaining her plan when Ryo was inconsiderate enough to wake up ahead of her schedule.

How annoying.

If she was honest, Samiya had been hoping that Ryo would remain unconscious long enough for them to set things up. It would have been one hell of a wakeup call.

But oh well. It was still a good idea, as far as she was concerned.

Ignoring the feeble pleas coming from the feebler specimen between the two of them, Samiya sat down and slid up nice and close behind his head. Rather than getting her legs around his neck, she went to wrap her thick thighs around his skull, going for a very literal headscissors – this time, the tattooed grappler wasn’t looking to knock him out so much as to punish him.

”Now, if you just figure-four his legs…” She glanced up at Spider and flashed the blonde a slight smile. Samiya doubted that the other wrestler would need her to paint much more of a picture.

Either way, as soon as she had Ryo in position, the Schoolgirl Assassin would clamp down hard, bridging up on her hands to put extra pressure into her scissors. If Spider wanted to join in, perfect. If not, well, she was confident in her ability to make Ryo’s life hell all by herself.