Legacies Collide! (Laura Mercer Vs. Daisuke Takeuchi, Beach Match)

The prince was in her sights as she sprinted across the sand, his body draped across the turnbuckle like a perfect target for her. Laura brought herself down low and plowed into Daisuke's abs with her shoulder, the wind exploding out of the prince as his eyes bulged and his jaw dropped. She'd got him good with that - so good that his body slumped over her bare back. He was like a ragdoll at this point!

"Are you really the so-called prince of wrestling?" Laura spoke skeptically as she locked her arms around his abused midsection. "Or are you just pretending to know how to wrestle? You wouldn't last five minutes in my dad's school!" Reaffirming her grip on the muscular prince and summoning all the strength she held, Laura heaved Daisuke off his feet and into the air. The Cerulean Dynamite would yell a hot-blooded cry as she began to squeeze tightly, compressing her foe's already sore gut against her arms and frame. She was gonna leave him totally breathless and teach him the real virtues of wrestling!

Most girls would struggle to place a male bigger and more toned than them. But this was Laura! No matter how large her opponent, she would never be intimidated! And so she continued to press Daisuke tightly against her in the painful submission, the audience cheering her on.

Things were not looking good for the prince as Laura was really taking the fight to him. After whipping him in the corner of the sandy ring, she ran towards him to really ram her shoulder into his chiselled abs to knock the wind out of him, as he bend over her back and struggled to catch his breath. That wasn't it for him though as she wanted more out of the situation, after a sly taunt she grabbed his waist with her arms and pulled him away from the turnbuckle and hoisted him up, squeezing his body out in a classic bearhug! Their toned frames pressed together as Laura demonstrated excellent ability and strength to execute a bearhug.

"Grruughhhhh! N-no way......Mnggghhh owww" he moaned out in pain as he struggled in her grip. His palms pressed against her shoulder as he tried to push out. Worse than the pain was the embarrassment of being presented in front of a crowd, trapped in a bearhug by a strong woman. The prince could not let this insubordination go as he attempted to pay her back. His plan shifted, his hands went from her shoulders to her back, to the back of her bikini top as he began to.....untie it!

Laura had to admit, getting an egotistical man famous for his power and physique to squeal as she hugged him tight was pretty satisfying. Daisuke was totally trapped, and she was going to squeeze every last ounce of resistance out of the wrestling prince until he was limp in her arms!

At least,that was her plan. Daisuke's hands shifted over her back, and at first she thought nothing of it. But then she felt his fingers fiddling with the string of her bikini, loosening the article of clothing and causing Laura to gasp as it fell away! "Aaah!! You rotten...pig!!" Immediately releasing Daisuke, her arm flew over her chest to protect her modesty as she blushed a deep red, the audience catcalling and whistling at the sight and size of her chest.

She would have slapped Daisuke for the sheer embarassment he caused her, but that was far from the forefront of her mind. Her eyes scrambled around the sand, spotting the precious bikini crumpled in the grains. Straight away, Laura crouched down and seized it, beginning to fasten the bikini back around her chest...and tightly this time, in case the prince tried that little trick again. But in her panicked state of mind, she was completely distracted...just as her opponent wanted!

Laura wasn't going to give the prince the royal treatment. She didn't care if her opponent was a man or a woman, she would wrestle her opponent the way she knew how to- despite her opponents size or gender. That showed when she trapped the prince in his own move- a very impressive bearhug that was sapping the life out of the prince as he struggled to get out. Their sweat and sand slicked bodies rubbing off as the prince started to panic, until he resorted to more dirty tactics by....removing her opponent's bikini in public!

The plan worked as she released Daisuke and screamed at him for such a tactic but to the prince, it was all legal in a non officiated bout. As she was distracted, Daisuke ignored the pain in his waist and lunged in at her, attempting to take her down on her back with a quick clothesline!

The heat on her face right now was hotter than the sun's fiercest rays - Daisuke had resorted again to a dirty tactic in order to gain the upper hand on Laura. Of course, she was too preoccupied with making sure her bikini was tied back on properly. The knot completed, she had a glare on her face even the bravest tiger would have fled from. "Alright, now you are gonna get it-ooff!!"

As she turned around, Daisuke had closed the gap between them himself, his muscular arm swinging forward towards the Cerulean Dynamite's neck. Laura felt the toned bicep of her foe slam into her neck, the girl crying out and crashing down hard onto the sand, hard enough to actually kick up dust. The girl stirred feebly in the sand, feeling the sun's gaze upon her. And illuminated by the sun, the faint outline of the wrestling prince standing over her as Laura tried to will her senses back to her. His arm might as well have been a sledgehammer, as she gently massaged her throat.

The wrestling prince was not the type of wrestler who would simply stick to the rules and play it nice. In these type of matches, it wasn't beneath him to use underhanded tactics to get out of tough situations. Laura was clearly pissed, her blood was boiling and not because of the heat on the beach but because the way Daisuke used another cheap tactic to distract her.

Once free, the prince charged at Laura and took her down with a classic clothesline as she went right down on the sandy terrain. Daisuke stood over her, blocking the sun rays as he grinned at her "Get up Laura, I'm going to teach you something your dad couldn't " he said before grabbing her by her hair to pull her up.

It was his turn to put on the squeeze as he tried to repay the favour, instead of pulling her up off her feet, he simply wrapped his arms around her waist and squeezed, leaning into her to put his weight on her as her breasts mushroomed against his pecs as they went full body contact with the prince squeezing her out harder and harder

"SUBMIT?!" he hissed.

She could hear the smug prince demeaning her from above. Daisuke snagged the girl's hair and lifted her up from the sand. "Ngh..." Brought back onto her feet, Laura felt the toned arms of her opponent circle around her waist as he locked her into his own bearhug. But he didn't bother to lift her into the air, instead the prince leaned over the girl to place his weight over her!

Laura had tried to resist screaming when Daisuke had locked her in the Giant Swing earlier. Now, she was yelling in pain as the male used his strong and muscular arms to squeeze the agony out of her. "Aaaaaaaaah!" She tried to squirm free, but Daisuke's weight upon her left the girl in a hopeless position to try and escape. Her breasts were pressed tightly against his pecs as Daisuke grinded her body against his own, the pairs' combined sweat leading to their bodies glistening in the sun overhead.

But the Blue Cerulean had no intention of giving up despite the prince's taunt. Daisuke had already succeeded in getting her to scream, but Laura wasn't going to give this arrogant chump the joy of ripping a submission from her lips. Instead, she gave him a defiant look through the pain as he pressed her tightly against him. "Tch...what could a lowlife like you...teach me that my dad couldn't...?" She hissed back as he challenged her to submit.

Laura had forced Daisuke to use his hand with such underhanded tactics and after gaining the advantage, the prince would revert back to his wrestling techniques. After pulling her back up on her feet by gripping her hair, the prince wrapped his arms around his opponent and began to squeeze in a bearhug of his own, choosing to lean into her instead of pulling her up off her feet as she did to him.

Her screams were music to his ears as she moaned in agony, her body squirming against his as he kept leaning into her and asserted himself on her. Her breasts pressed up against his pecs as their sweaty and sand stuck bodies grinded against each other, their bodies glistening of sweat under the sun.

She refused to submit, instead gave him a stern look right in the eye as he gritted his teeth and glared back at her as she dared him to make her submit. Daisuke groaned as he tightened the squeeze, really pressing her tight "That there are other ways to defeat an opponent and win a match, than just being a goodie two shoes all your life....now.....SUBMIT" He roared.

Daisuke regarded Laura's refusal with disdain, as if she was insolent for clinging to the match. But she knew that if she gave in as the prince hoped, it would be a serious dent to her pride as a wrestler. And she couldn't lose to a cheat like him who disgraced this sport with his arrogance and cheap tactics! "Tch...you're...nothing but a coward! You're just...scared...of losing to me!" Laura snapped back through the pain.

Daisuke reasserted his dominance on the girl by squeezing extra hard, causing her to howl loudly as a reward for him while her breasts jiggled against his chest from the pressure. Her stamina was literally being pressed out of her, the prince determined to drain every last drop of strength from his opponent. Laura's struggling began to decrease, her body going steadily limp in Daisuke's arms. The oxygen being ripped from her was making her light-headed, and although she was still conscious, she was in real trouble now. "U...urk..."

Despite her predicament, she still wouldn't give in. It remained to be seen if Daisuke would force her to sleep, or choose to extract further punishment on the girl for adamantly refusing to submit to him.

The promotional beach match started to grow into something much more personal and heated as the two wrestlers continued their bout. Daisuke had his opponent trapped in quite a strong hold, knowing full well that Laura wouldn't resort to using the cheap tactics that Daisuke had been putting her through. "Urgh I'm not the one moaning in pain Laura, look at you! You're a sweaty mess.....just give up, your little morals wont get you anywhere" he talked back as he squeezed tighter and tighter.

Her soft breasts jiggling as he squeezed her while she squirmed, gradually her body felt limp against him but he didn't let up at all until she would submit or would totally fall asleep in his arms.