Re: It's hot in here!

by Teenwrestler Sun Apr 12, 2015 8:03 pm

The wrestling prince seized the opportunity to turn the pin into a quick submission move. Daisuke was sweating profusely and was panting like a dog as he wrestled on but he was determined to make this girl tap- who seemed to be enjoying this match MUCH more than Daisuke, even though he was in a better position to win. That made Daisuke felt that she wasnt going for the win at all.

His strong muscled legs tightened around her slender waist, his thigh and calf muscles bulging as he put the squeeze on her body, teeth gritted as he really poured on the pressure in the submission hold just to get rid of that smug grin on her face.
Nnggghhh, do you submit?" he groaned before she threw a little taunt in there.

"Hah! Not as much as you. Plus, are you sure it's very lady-like to be sweating buckets like that, why dont you just tap out and get it over with? hmmm" he smirked at her while pulling her arms towards him.

by Lilybell Tue Apr 14, 2015 3:08 pm

With her arms extended to their full reach and her torso stretched Lily could feel the strain building in her shoulder sockets. Powerful thighs pincering around her waist clamped upon her diaphragm cutting short her breaths and threatening to crush her abdomen with gradual pressure. Slowly her feet ceased to kick as her focus shifted from escaping to simply enduring the hold for as long as she might manage. Loudly she puffed out each heavy breath, both to fortify herself against the pain and as a direct result of the tightening about her belly.

Sure of his mark, Daisuke had driven the whimsical smile from Lily's lips and replaced it with a strained look of consternation. As pressure mounted each breath carried a low groan of discomfort. Those groans would rise steadily in volume until they fell away to pitiful sounding whimpers as she neared her breaking point. Between the heat, the exhaustion, and the compression she could bare no more; with a wheeze Lily gasped out those two magic words: "I submit!" She hated submitting; it was so anticlimactic. At least a pin was quit and tense; and it had that great, finite countdown element. There were, of course, submissions that Lilt did like, but they were the more theatrical ones, or else the ones that looked downright painful.

by Teenwrestler Sat Apr 18, 2015 6:25 pm

Daisuke continued to his efforts to constrict his opponents body, in a steamy situation like this he wanted to keep things light so that his body doesnt get exhausted too early. He was rather surprised when she tapped out, perhaps his thigh muscles were stronger than he thought.

"Hmph, thats it? I guess I win, however it wasnt as sweet as I imagined *huff*huff* So..." the wrestling prince released his legs and pushed her body away from him a bit before getting back up on his feet and looking down on her. He bend down at the waist and grabbed her hair to pull her back up on her feet while moving behind her.

Daisuke then proceeded to bend down behind her and wrap his arm around her left thigh and with his free arm reaching up to her face and cup her chin. With this position he moved to hoist her body up horizontally on his shoulderblades so that her back was pressing against his shoulderblade. "You ready?" he smirked before cranking up the pressure in the torture rack hold, his hands pressing down on her thigh and chin to really grind her back against his muscular shoulders.

by Lilybell Sat Apr 18, 2015 10:37 pm

Lily was, as it has been acknowledged, not a full-time wrestler. Withstanding submission holds was not something she did in her off hours, nor did she really intend on starting. When she was released the manager and trainer would roll slightly off to one side, climbing up onto her hands and knees in an effort to catch her breath. Well, she thought, that could have been worse. And then things got worse. Fingers gripped her short, dark tresses yanking her up onto her feet with a whine of surprise and pain. Before she could ask what was going on she found herself hoisted up into a torture rack.

The hand beneath her chin suppressed any attempt to question or object as her body was bowed across her prince's shoulders. Grunting impotently she squirmed without great effect against his hold and the growing pressure placed on her back. She wasn't sure if she should even bothering tapping since, as far as she knew, the match was already over. Raising a hand she clutched at the fingers under her chin with a plaintive whimper.

by Teenwrestler Wed Apr 22, 2015 11:47 pm

This wasnt about really torturing his opponent, Daisuke was not a total sadist. The wrestling prince did not dish out pain just for the sake of inflicting pain on others, he was not that kind of heel. Instead, he was the type of guy that would want to get things done quick,easy and without much hassle and would do anything to get a win, except probably humiliate himself.

However the submission that Lilly gave to him left him a bit unsatisfied, the least he could do is give her the privilege to succumb to his signature move. After hoisting her body up against his shoulderblades, the prince continued to torture the female wrestler by jumping up in place and really grinding her back against his well build shoulders until he started to hear grunts and whimpers from her. "Hmph, I guess thats it......*phew* damn its getting hot in here"
he huffed and puffed, being exhausted himself.

It wasnt fatigue but just the general heat that was getting to him, wrestling another opponent in a fairly competitive match under these conditions would be an entirely different challenge for him, so he was glad he was pitted against a jobber. After releasing his opponent, Daisuke took a moment to catch his breath before placing his bare foot on top of her chest "That's where all commoners belong, under wrestling royalty's feet" he grinned before making his way out of the sauna room.

As soon as he made his exit, he grabbed a towel hanging outside the exit door and proceeded to wipe the sweat off his body. Looking over to the referee "She's done, get her out of there" he said before heading off to the showers to cleanse himself from the heavy musk scent.

by Lilybell Thu Apr 23, 2015 3:18 pm

As her torture continued with the addition of jumping the prince would begin to extract sharp, high-pitched cries of pain from the relatively amateur wrestler as she tried to fight the tears that threatened to well up behind her eyes. Thankfully, mercifully, she was released before she humiliated herself by crying like a little girl. Unceremoniously flopping down upon the mat she lay writhing upon her back, arching her body up and groaning from the persistent ache along her spine.

Beneath his foot her soft breasts would rise and fall heavily as she struggled to fill her lungs with air. Under normal circumstances she would have tried to make this moment awkwardly sexual, but at the moment it was all she could muster not to whimper pathetically. His words glanced off of her easily and as she watched him walk out, leaving her alone in the ring, she curled up onto her side as if to hide from the cameras until she could compose herself and make her own ignoble exit on the ref-girl's arm.

Victory: Daisuke Takeuchi by Submission

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