Mimete vs Mina Mistletoe

Mina would be able to lock Mimete into this punishing hold.

"Hahhkkk!!! Meeeaaaarrggghhh!!!"

Mimete started screaming out as Mina punished her in this hold.

Mina laughed, and released one hand from the clutch to slap teasingly at Mimete's rear. "Neigh for me horsie!" she exclaimed as, with her free hand, she wrenched Mimete's chin back further.

"Yeaaaarrggghhhh!"

Maybe not quite a neigh but might at least sound like a pissed off horse. In any event Mimete was still struggling to escape and at the most she might be able to pop out of the hold to slam her head facedown into the mat abruptly. This would probably do no favors for her however and she would be facedown on the mat, breathing hard and sweating and unable to react right now.

With her grip around Mimete's chin loosened, Mina pouted as her opponent's head slumped against the mat. A little annoyed, Mina grabbed at Mimete's chin again and pulled her back even further, trying to bend her body backwards and slide an arm around her head to execute a dragon sleeper, setting Mimete up for one of her signiature moves.

Mimete was weak enough that Mina would be able to do just that. The spoiled rich girl struggled but Mina would start to be able to slip on the dragon sleeper perhaps in preparation for her Gift Wrap hold. Mimete's eyes started to widen in panic and she would grab onto Mina's wrist but with absolutely not enough power to stop her.

"N-no....!"

Mina clenched her teeth as Mimete squirmed in her grip, but held on as the other girl grabbed at her wrists, squeezing Mimete's head tightly against her side. "You know what I like to do on my spare time, Mimete-san?" she asked nonchalantly. "I like to giftwrap presents!"

As she spoke, Mina released one arm from her her dragon sleeper and reached down, grabbing at one of Mimete's ankles. With her other arm, she reached a hand as well, grabbing at Mimete's heel while trying to keep Mimete's head trapped under her armpit.

"And guess what? You're the giftwrap!"

So saying, Mina would try to fall onto her back, pressing both her knees against Mimete's back as rolled. With her hands grabbing onto Mimete's ankles, she would, hopefully, lift Mimete above her in such a way that her body would be arched painfully.

Mimete was then suspended above Mina, her hot, sexy, scantily clad body being bent into a kinky triangle as Mina locked in her Gift Wrap submission making her scream to the high rafters.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Long and hard did Mimete scream, eyes screwed shut tightly that she only after many seconds realized the refereee had been at her side at all time asking for her submission.

"Mimete! Do you give!"

"YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Fucking idiot! Why didn't he ask me sooner!

Tears of pain and humiliation were starting to leak down.

At Mimete's submission, the bell rang. Releasing Mimete, Mina kicked out with her legs, letting the other girl flop to the mat. Excitedly, Mina spring back to her feet, the motion causing her chest to bounce, and she gave a weary smile as the referee raised one of her arms, declaring her the winner of this match.

Mimete just lay facedown in a pool of her own sweat and tears sobbing and breathing heavily. She was going to sue this referee for not calling the match faster. She would need a full body wax, rubdown, pedicure, manicure and massage after this.

Beaming, Mina grabbed a lump of coal. Leaning down, she grabbed at Mimete's hair and pulled her head up slightly, and proceeded to rub coal all over the spoiled rich girl's face, daubing it in streaks of black. "I think you've learned your lesson," Mina said with a grin. "Bad girls always get coal! Try to be a little nicer next year!"

And with that, Mina rolled out of the ring. Waving to her cheering fans, Mina half-walked, half-pranced down towards the exit, leaving her coal-smeared opponent behind her.