Lisa Giordanni vs "Mad" Max

The naked brunette jumped on her opponent, despite his menacing boner pointing right at her bare curvy body. She was ready to mount on him and start applying a chokehold, but it seemed that Max wasn't going to let the girl do what she wanted. He started throwing a barrage of punches at Lisa, who managed to deflect a few until one of them hit her bare breast, making it bounce and her moan.

"Ghh! So, you wanna brawl now, huh? Fine!"

Saying this, the young amazon begins to fire her fists aiming at the silver-haired boy's face, rather recklessly and not protecting herself, confident on her upper position over him.

Max felt mostly air being what his wild punches were hitting as he tried to keep from being put into some sort of submission maneuver, but he felt one connect with a flesh part of the body, followed by a moan. Ha! Got her boob! he thought to himself as he prepared to try and turn his punches into grabs.

However, Lisa's dominant position brought his hands in to block her punches as he saw fists coming his way. He needed to get out of this, but he wasn't in the best of positions to do much about it. His only thought was to try and hit one of the hands away and grab it while aiming his other hand straight up for as close a uppercut as he could get in.

Lisa was groaning, feeling the pain on her naked boob as she was furously trying to hit Max. But the skilled brawler, even in a troublesome position managed to deflect most of her blows, but the few one that she managed to hit on his face were worth the effort. Soon the brunette was sweaty and panting, and her punches were getting less accurate.

As she fired a right hook, for her surprise the silver haired boy grabbed her fist and then counter attacked with a close uppercut, that made her head tilt back. Even having gravity against it, that punch was a powerful one, staggering Lisa for a moment.

"Ghahh...he's so strong...damn..." the girl thinks, shaking her head.

But that wouldn't be enough to stop her assault, so instead of punching the amazon used her free hand to grab at his throat, squeezing it hard to cut his breathing quickly while growling with anger.

"Grr...you're going down!"

Max was starting to feel the spots where bruises would surely be forming as Lisa's blows made their way through his defenses. What he thought was a simple Humiliation match was starting to turn into a beatdown. Had she just forgotten the point of the match? Or was she hoping that beating him to a pulp would be the embarrassing situation to make him submit?

Either way, things were starting to look in his favor as his fist connected with the brunette's jaw, causing her to stagger. He thought this was the opening he needed to get back on top, but it only angered the Italian with a quick choking attempt that brought both of his hands to grab at her wrist as his feet kicked. Choking sounds could be heard as her anger was translated into the choke.

Lisa kept striking Max until some bruises formed on his forehead. The girl was aiming to get her opponent weak, from where she could put him in a compromising position. Or, if she couldn't, causing enough pain for him to give up seemed as a good strategy.

The brunette had heard about the boy's ferocity before, his "insane" reputation, and for what she heard he was behaving quite pacifically. He just seemed like a naughty boy who wanted to rub his body against a girl on the ring. But Lisa, even liking wrestling, didn't felt really comfortable with his intentions, so the earlier she makes him submit, the better.

That's what she was trying with her chokehold attempt. The pretty face was showing a angry, but far from scary expression as she compressed his neck, long enough to make his oxygen supply go very raw. After that, she would hope that he either give up or get really weak, offering no resistance for her moves.

"How's this? Give up?"

Maxwell was gasping for air as his hands tried desperately to free his throat from the Italian's clutches. He had thought that this match was going to be much more of a soft-style than it was turning out to be and thus he had tried his best to suppress the part of him that earned his nickname. However, Lisa was doing quite the job of breaking him free.

The silver-haired boy could feel his oxygen running low, and with desperation came the aggression Max knew and loved. His left hand shot out towards Lisa's face, aiming to rake her eyes so that he may be able to roll away to gain his breath before letting out a primal scream to get across to the brunette that there was a new Maxwell ready to play her more aggressive game. Granted, the regaining of breath would take a little bit of time, but Max was more than ready to fight for the time he needed to recover and get back into this fight.

Lisa was grabbing his neck, sure that soon he would either give up or pass out. What she wasn't expecting is that he would manage to fight back in that situation. The girl backed off, jumping to the ground as she saw his hand going to her face.

"Ghh...what..." she says, surprised.

Then the brunette heard a scary, loud scream as the smaller boy seemed to have unleashed his anger. Even he being smaller and lighter than her, that was a sick, violent sound that made the girl shiver. So the hesitated for a moment, before getting up and getting her guard ready.

It seems that the real fight was about to start.

Max was feeling the oxygen rushing back into his system as he got to his feet. There was a look in his eyes of a thirst for vengeance as he stared at the nude brunette.

"You are going to wish you never made this a physical contest.." he said while trying to stare her down. He hoped that as his crazed look and words danced around Lisa's mind, he could slowly approach her to get within striking range to land a punch right at her stomach to begin to drive his point home.

Being threatened by a scary looking boy wasn't exactly comfortable, even him being smaller than her. Lisa hesitated for a bit before approaching him too, glancing at his naked sweaty figure and his huge, menacing boner pointing at her. This, along with his expression, was intimidating the bigger girl, so she decided to be cautious from now on.

"Hmm...he must know boxing very well. I gotta be careful." She thinks.


Knowing that he was probably more skilled than her on brawling, Lisa stands with her guard raised up. But as she reached for the striking range, Max out of nowhere fired a really fast punch right on her stomach, making the girl stumble foward. The brunette groans and holds on her opponent, attempting to begin a bearhug, at the same time she was breathing with difficulty.

Max was staring coldly at his larger, nude opponent, trying to add a good bit of intimidation to the punch he threw at her. When he made contact and Lisa doubled over, Max was ready to follow up with a arm hammering at her back, but he felt the brunette's arms make a move to wrap around his body.

So she wanted to get him in a bearhug? Even after he landed a punch square in her stomach? Max would decide to continue to attempt to hammer at her back with his fist clenched. If he manages to keep her bent over, Max would attempt to wrap his own arms around her waist to flip her into a powerbomb.