Spring problems, Summer Solutions.

Kyoko figured this would clear her head far more then training, though she was wondering how this might go otherwise. Se didnt like to hold back but if the girls intent was to simply help her out perhaps her usual tactic of giving it her all might not be viable. Then again holding back could be seen as bad to her as well. So damned if she did and damned if she didnt.

"Names Kyoko, lots of people call me a few other things but thats the one your usually going to here. And whats yours?" She said entering the ring, already dressed for a fight. Simply waiting for her chance to start this spar and really let loose with a few punches.

Kyoko seemed to have missed Safia's name. It didn't really matter though, she was happy to introduce herself again. "Safia," she said, extending her hand out for a quick shake before their spar.

"Don't go easy on me just because I'm new!" Safia said, "Because I'm not going to hold back!" She smiled as she set up a defensive grappling position, knees bent, body lowered, hands raised to dodge and catch any strikes thrown her way. Safia had no idea what kind of a fighter Kyoko was like, so she prepared herself for anything and everything.

"That works for me Safia, ill be giving you my best for as long as I need to." Kyoko said as she moved in to start the match, lowering herself as well as she saw the girl doing the same. Briefly wondering how much punishment she could take Kyoko decided each out and grab the girl looking to push her back and attempt to lock up and trying to pull her into a headlock.

From there the Belly Queen would try and move to get a good chance to try and throw a knee into Safia' gut to feel out her abs while then looking to move bending her and keep her grip around the girls waist.

Safia grunted when Kyoko grabbed her, first pushing her back before suddenly stepping in and catching her in a headlock! "She's strong!" Safia thought. She thought Kyoko looked quite powerful, but she didn't expect this kind of speed or aggression. Her opponent must be an experienced wrestler.

Safia's hands grabbed Kyoko's arm to prevent her from locking in the headlock too tight. She was still forced to bend over uncomfortably, with her head pinned against Kyoko's side. The Persian beauty tightened her grip and prepared to twist out of the hold, however she was suddenly stopped when Kyoko sank her knee right into Safia's unprepared stomach!

"Gah!" Safia gasped when she felt her abs getting crushed. She was quite fit and strong, especially for a girl her size, but her abs were not an area she focused on especially. Aesthetically they looked very nice, and in terms of strength they could take some punishment, but Kyoko had caught her completely off guard. That one knee winded her pretty badly.

But Safia was tougher than she looked. She grit her teeth through the pain, maintaining her grip as she twisted to the side, hoping to free her head by twisting Kyoko's arm into an odd angle, then following up by putting her into a chicken-wing arm bar behind her back!

Pushing against the smaller girl she felt a bit more muscle then what she saw from the outside which made her smile a bit. She loved it when her opponents had a bit more strength to them, afterall that just meant tougher competition which she couldn't not love. Though as she was eventually able to get that headlock in Kyoko checked the question of how tough her belly was, connecting it with a knee while she staggered back and struggled to take the hit.

She seemed surprised by the hit and though Kyoko felt some resistance they didnt feel particularly noteworthy, though she likely caught her off guard. She was prepping to go for another knee when the girl suddenly maneuvered out of her grip sliding behind her and holding her arm as she did so, forcing Kyoko to let out a soft yelp as she felt her arm twisted at such an odd angle

Safia took some time to recover from the knee to the gut, only maintaining the submission hold to keep Kyoko under control. The knee had caught her off guard and had hurt quite a bit. The dark-skinned beauty wanted to feel her stomach to see how sore it was, but she needed both her hands at the moment. She could tell though there was a slightly red mark right in the middle of her abs.

"Hahh... Come on!" Safia said as she finally got the strength to increase the pressure. She didn't like the chicken wing armband though, as it did not give her much room to maneuver. Instead, she released the pressure slightly, stretching Kyoko's arm until it was straight, but maintaining control all the while through a wrist lock. As she straightened her arm Safia cranked the pressure upwards, to strain Kyoko's shoulder and force her to bend at the hip. Kyoko'a arm was now straight behind her, wrist twisted at an odd angle to keep her under control, with Safia behind her keeping her bent over at the hips.

"Got you now!" Safia said as she cranked Kyoko's arm.

"Rnngh.." As if the hold itself wasnt bad enough, Safia started taking it a few steps forward and really cranking on her arm. Pulling it so far upward she felt it might start to really bend too much. Her other hand shifting around torying to get some kind of out from this siutation, struggling to adjust as she attempts to slide through and get behind her and slowly turn the tables.

With one quick motion she shifts more to the side and attempts to turn and get some of the leverage Safia has on her arm before twisiting her arm and doing the same. Trying to stretch out the cute girls arm in retailiation.

Safia was not trying her hardest with this hold, si ce this was a spar and not a real match she didn't see the point in trying to really hurt her opponent. She wanted to see what Kyoko would do and how she would handle herself. Kyoko was wiggling around, shifting her position and working on weakening Safia's grasp. But the Persian beauty held on tenaciously.

Kyoko managed to find space to shift the hold around though. Safia tried to pull her back in, but Kyoko managed to overpower her and reverse the hold, twisting her arm around instead! Safia gasped and sucked in a breath through her teeth, one hand grabbing her shoulder to keep Kyoko from twisting her arm too much. She realized that Kyoko must be a veteran, as she was able to reverse the hold quite easily!

"Can't let my guard down," Safia said to herself. Unlike Kyoko, she did not try and twist around again to reverse the hold. Rather she turned inwards towards Kyoko, trying to make her grip on her arm impossible to hold. It was painful, but Safia was flexible enough that it wasn't too bad. Once Kyoko released her, Safia would quickly take a few steps back to recover, not wanting to get tangled up again before she could assess the situation.

Twisting the arm anyway she could Kyoko had to focus on making sure to keep her under control, though Safia was quick to try and battle that in her own way as she resorted to moving and making the hold hard to maintain it. With that in mind Kyoko knew she couldn't reasonably keep it locked on and promptly abandoned it, letting her slide free while she reset.

Though she wasnt about to stand around and do nothing. Moving in Kyoko would start to go right on the attack and look to send a kick right to the girls cute belly to keep her on her toes.

After breaking the hold, Safia quickly took a few steps back to get some distance between her and Kyoko. She wanted a moment to try and regain her footing, before trying to engage Kyoko again. Her opponent was quite a fighter and it would take some careful planning for Safia to take her down.

Unfortunately Kyoko did not give her the time she wanted to recover. The Japanese babe came in hard, throwing a kick right into Safia’s exposed stomach before she was ready. "Urgh!" Safia gasped when Kyoko's foot struck her lower abs. The Persian beauty's abs were strong enough to take the hit, but it was quite painful. Safia realized that her opponent seemed to really like hitting her in the stomach, judging by the previous attack.

Safia stumbled backwards, still remaining on her feet. Despite her pain she had formulated something of a plan. She straightened up, holding her hands near her face, purposefully exposing her stomach for Kyoko to hit, enticing her with what appeared to be an open target.