Penalty match! Maddy vs Andy special event

Andy had successfully broken free from the embarassing lock n MAddy's half-crab, but that would still take him a few seconds to get up for his downed position and... well yea, reagardless of how comical it may sound, readjust his skirt.

Like that, Maddy was back fully in her guard when the handsome guy would turn at her. Getting ready to bring a fighting attack while wearng a skimpy maid outfit was really something that got to his nerves, but it could not be helped.
And so, Andy let out a deep sigh and try to spring forward for a spear.

"Unff... Unff... ready or not... here I come Maddy doll!". Well... wasn't it nice of him to warn his opponent about an incoming attack? In any case, one of Andy's legs felt slightly weak, adding to the uncomfortable attire in making his spear attempt slower than he had hoped, but he still went for it, lunging forward in an attempt at a rugby-style tackle at Maddy's waist height.

If successful, Maddy would be tackled down and probably in a temporary daze.... but if he failed to hit, then Andy would instead bounce right into the opposite ropes, getting an unfortunate rebound that would forcefully bring him back first towards Maddy.

“Wasn't Andy sweet to warn her to get out of his way like that”, Maddy thought with a big grin. She knew that she didn't want to get in a grapple with Andy. Especially not with the look that he had on his face right now, she must have really touched a nerve with that maid outfit, nothing to do there but continue to rub it in. Luckily for her Andy was still not up to his full speed so she should have no problem dodging him this time, if she played this right, she could get him back onto the mat in a vulnerable position.

“I will be over here waiting Andy-San, don't take too long little maid” she taunted. Her plan was to leapfrog over Andy as he came in for her like a rushing bull, in the middle of the frog, she would give him an extra push on his back towards the ropes hoping to get him to bounce back uncontrolled. If that happened she would be waiting behind him on her hands and knees as if looking for her lost contact, it would not be her fault if he happened to trip over her.

In spite of his agility being a bit lesseend by that damned skirt, his spear could actually work.... on an opponent with normal levels of speed and flexibility.
But, to Andy's bad luck, this was not the case of Maddy.

The crowd went "OHHHH...!!" at the swift jump, legs spread apart, that let Andy's spear just pass unharmingly underneath the airborne body of Maddy.
"What the ..UNGHF!!". In addition to his momentum, the sexy female fighter added an acrobatic extra tap to his back, helping the handsome guy to lose balance and tumble front first into the ropes, from where he was bounced back into a forceful backpedaling run.... until he would inevitably trip on the obstacle represented by Maddy's crawled body.

Comically reminding of silly pranks played in some schoolyards, Maddy's maneuvre would work more than well in both having poor Andy fall, back down and legs up again, and enterteining her ever more loving fans.
"But..damn...again...???", the flustrated Andy would just have the time to think, before the back of his head would hit the mats with a smoothed "THUDD!", bringing him back to where he was moments ago, down on the mats in a temporary, embarassed daze.

As Maddy leap-frogged over Andy on his rush to spear her, she made sure to give him an extra hard push to help him get to the ropes faster.   She knew he would be wondering where she disappeared to, but that would be the least of his problems.  As he bounced off of the ring ropes and started to stagger backwards, she couldn't help but come up with a bad line, “have a nice trip Andy”, she said while laughing.


Andy of course fell on his back with his legs splayed wide open again for the arena to see.  The fans roared their approval again, even the guys were starting to get into the act of cheering for Andy's unfortunate luck with the mat and his back meeting so frequently.  When his head hit the mat, it “thudddeeed”, like a ripe melon being hit with a hammer.  She could see that he was dazed and planned to take advantage of that.  Her speed was keeping her alive this round and she planned to keep on using it.  

Maddy of course knew that the hold that she had planned for Andy would not hold him for more than a few seconds, but in that time she would be able to have some fun with him, at his expense of course.  Before he could come to his senses, she grabbed both ankles, folded them up and over while jumping down into a straddle position over him with this calves pressed against his chest by her straddle and his skirt flapping in the wind behind him.  The matchbook pin looked good with Andy, and Maddy held the two ankles together with one hand while striking a victory pose with the other hand and waving it wildly to her adoring fans.  “I love you guys”, she yelled to the arena.

Andy on the other hand was probably hearing the Ref count “One”.

Maddy's Close Call:

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Stumbled to the mats in a temporary daze... Andy would soon realize that he could not take a pause to rest, as Maddy did not waste time, proceeding to fold his legs into an even more embarassing matchbox pin.
"Heyyy..!!! I think these people have seen enough of my privates...!", Andy would protest about the new awkward position that he was forcefully put into, but Maddy seemed to have taken a good grip of his ankles while she went for the pin.

"ONE..!", went the ref, acknowledging Andy's struggling, but considering that his shoulders were still pinned to the mats firmly enough to continue.
"TWO...!", Andy would need all his self control to stop his frantic squirmings for a moment, realziing that they would only lead him nowhere, except for sealing his shameful defeat in round 3.
He would rather gather his strenght there, and then go for one, stronger attemt at kicking out, while at the same time pushing himself sidewards.

That would effectively stop the ref right in time while she was about to slap her hand down for the third time. But Andy was still in a tight spot, laying on his side and breathing heavily, as he soon would try to crawl towards the nearest ropes, willing to get there and use them as a support to stand up.
Predictibly, Maddy would be probably not ready to let him go that wasily though.

Maddy heard the “Two” count from the Ref and knew that Andy would not be going out that easily.  His only option would be to toss her off, and she knew that he had the strength to do it.  She steeled herself for what might come, but if the Ref got to three first then her problem would be solved, for this round anyway.

Unfortunately before the Ref could slap the mat with three, Andy kicked out with enough force to send Maddy straight up into the air, luckily she was expecting something like this, so she managed to land gracefully on her feet, almost like a cat. “Wow, that was some ride Andy, you should charge for that”, Maddy smirked.  She watched as Andy crawled towards the ropes, luckily his skirt was back in place so he would not get any rug burns in 'sensitive' areas.  As soon as Andy grabbed the ropes to use them to stand up, Maddy would go for his ankles  to whipsaw him into the air, like flapping a sheet in the wind, and hopefully watch him belly flop back down on the mat.

"Ufff...ufff...y-you amost got me the-eerre... Woaaah..!".
Andy had just saved himself from an almost certain defeat in this round...only to fall from the frying pan into the fire immediately after.

Having climbed his way up to his feet with the much welcome support of the ropes, the maid-clad boy had been pulled by the ankles and uncerimoniously slammed down belly first, again.

"Unfff...h-hey let me breath Maddy doll, I find you attractive and all but I think that each of us should keep their individual spaces you know...", Andy would say as in a humoristic way to notice how the sexy girl was not allowing him a breather in this round.
With that said Andy would try to tug his legs free, but even if getting there it was still going to be quite the vulnerable position, face down at Maddy's feet, the two of them surely having opposite opinions about how much "individual space" she was going to grant him.

Maddy was staying on top of Andy as much as she could for this round, she was trying her best not to give him a chance to breathe.  “Andy, I thought you liked being close to me, or was that kiss just for show”, taunted Maddy, the kiss that she gave him was definitely not for show, she meant every single flick of her tongue with his.   Having successfully “kerflopped” him down onto his stomach as he attempted to gain his footing, she knew that she had to try to keep the pressure on.  Andy was very resilient and if she gave him half a chance she knew that she would regret it.

Once he was down, it didn't really matter to her if he was facing up or facing down, as long as he stayed still for a few seconds so that she could continue to pound on him.  She leaped into the air as soon as he hit the mat hoping to connect with an elbow drop to the center of his back, that would hopefully knock the rest of the wind out of him.  She loved how Andy could always find his sense of humor no matter what was going on in the match, that was a trait to be admired.

"Unfffffhhh...!! nice shot.... nghhhh...".
No matter how appreciated it was by Maddy, Andy's humor had just been crushed out of his lungs totally... well no, just almost totally.

Anyway, what counts is that her precisely delivered elbow drop had effectively tamed the resilient Andy, making him into a handsome groaning mess sprawled down on the mats face first, all hers and right where she wanted him.
Shaking the head slowly to sway the cobwebs away, Andy was dizzy and incapacitated to move away for now and so, whatever Maddy might have planned for him next, he was going to find out soon without many chances to avoid it.

Maddy quickly grabbed Andy's right ankle, “boy these stockings are slippery”, laughed Maddy as she folded the ankle back up towards his butt and scissored it between her thighs, then with one more drop down into the middle of Andy-the-Maid's back, she would try to lock her hands together and crossface him, arching him back into an STF hold. With his leg trapped and her body weight pressing down on his back, she would be able to get a lot of leverage to stretch him to his limits hopefully.

If she could manage to get this hold connected, she might be able to make Andy submit for this round. If nothing else, she would be able to punish his neck and back for as long as she was able to keep him contained.