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Post by Yori Thu Jun 17, 2021 1:43 am

Kimiko let Gwendolyn fly without too much in the way of a plan. While she wasn't new to throwing opponent's around, more often than not it was because he was hurling them into things. Walls. Cars. Other people. It had nothing to do with her artistic expression of freeform combat or supercomputer fighter's brains… it just tended to work. Walls, despite her reluctance to admit it, were normally harder than her fists after all. Here, in this spar, it had mostly been an effort to cater to her partner in the ring. Wrestlers threw people all the time right? It didn't make much sense to her to send the blond flying away from her, but that was something easily remedied.

The brunette had flopped onto the mat herself as well, though on her side and with notably less force than her opponent. The street fighter had been quick to roll over onto her stomach and pop herself up into a track star's sprinting position, anticipating needing to give chase. A bit surprising to see the blond woman scurrying away though, she had been very adamant about beating Kimiko earlier so why retreat? With a wide smile, she kicked off the mat and came charging after with long bounding strides to make up the distance. This had all been a good natured thing to start with, just two women throwing down and a needlessly elaborate sparring ring, but Gwendolyn's last comment had lit a serious spark in the slightly dense delivery girl.

She wanted that five star review more than either of the women here likely knew, and that meant she'd have to beat up her client… so be it. The customer was always right after all. As she needed, Kimiko leapt up, bringing a knee up towards her chest, preparing as she landed right behind Gwendolyn. Her leg snapped out, the heel of her boot jutting out to try and catch the blond between the shoulder blades and drive that socialite skull of hers right into the turnbuckle with all the strength she could manage.

"You better believe I am going to earn that review! I already feel like I am sitting at home slamming on the refresh key to see it pop up, oh yeah!" If she had manage to give the blond a good clock cleaning with that kick, she would reach down grab hold of the material of her wrestling attire, giving it some hard tugs to gather the material between her fingers to latch on. If she didn't meet resistance, the brunette brawler would haul Gwendolyn backwards into her awaiting arms, looking to lock her arms around her waist and go for another one of those wrestling moves... A German suplex with a bridge, that's one way to maybe get a pin after all.

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Post by killcarrion Wed Jun 30, 2021 5:48 am

Unaccustomed to...whatever the blue blazes this confounded spar had degenerated into over time, Gwendolyn opted to resort to the rudimentary basics of her traditional grappling stratagem in order to bring some semblance of normalcy back to the proceedings. Kimiko seemingly more accustomed to the uncivilized and rather barbaric sparring methodology of ceaselessly embedding ones fist into their opponent's face and ramming heads together until whoever is left conscious is brainlessly determined to be the winner. A cranium rattling tactic Gwendolyn surmised may be the explanation for Kimiko's astonishing vapidness and complete inability to raise her thought processes past that of a doe-eyed and impressionable woman-child. Hence the reliance on a traditional lock-up when it came time to reengage with the brawling delivery-woman once again after taking their strolling paces around the ring.

Except that before any nimble jockeying for position could take place, the opening gambit that Gwendolyn thought to be foolproof had been disproved by a veritable expert on the matter. Gwen not knowing what to expect but it certainly wasn't an actual wrestling maneuver, although as stupefied as she was from Kimiko performing her own variation of a Biel Throw...she had the sneaking suspicion that the deliverywoman wasn't even aware of the feat she'd just accomplished, or even it's name. Gwendolyn languished all the same regardless from the airborne upheaval that had her retreating towards the corner on her hands and knees. Which was woefully aided by a dynamically flashy jumpkick thrust betwixt her shoulder blades and propelled her posh face against the middle turnbuckle. A wavering shake to the ropes surrounding the corner as the heiress slouched face first into it, one arm draped over a middle rope and flaxen curls askew and flopped around her head when she started tilting back with a wincing groan.

*Tch, I unquestionably prefer when she had no earthly idea how to wrestle in the slightest...*
Gwendolyn internally lamented through her sensibilities when an all too foreign sensation came from having her blue singlet stretched backwards to the limitations of its fabric. "WHA-WHAT DO YOU THINK-!!!" Yelping out loud with dilated eyes from not only the way her strained outfit now pinched her royal nethers something awful but from the startling strength at play here, Gwendolyn reflexively flailed her hands towards the ring ropes in a panic before being tightly embraced from behind. The canvas quivering completion of the suplex leaving the spoiled blueblood frazzled and in the shameful position of being suplexed over herself with her privileged derriere jutting into the air. Where she'd scrunch her regal visage and wriggle slightly before the faint realization of the "TWO!!" count compelled her to jostle herself free of the pinning predicament and crumble to the side.

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Post by Yori Fri Jul 23, 2021 12:04 am

"Geez, this sure stretches far, huh?" Kimiko muttered out loud, having a tougher time dragging Gwendolyn into her arms than originally expected. When she finally was ripped from the mat, the brunette caught her with a small laugh, hugging those surprisingly firm arms around the blueblood blond enough to give her a less than pleasant squeeze. Her sparring partner wasn't making it easy to keep the two of them steady while she squawked and flailed, but that was fine. Kimiko powered through with a heft of the other woman's weight up and over, bringing her crashing down to the mat hard enough to make the turnbuckles creek. It was harder than it looked to hold them like this, scooting her feet back a bit to steady herself before committing to the full arch of her back. An onlooker would be hard-pressed to find a flaw in the clumsy courier's form, one of the few wrestling moves she performed with the mastery of a veteran.

"Think it might be over." Kimiko spoke from a grin, face redding a bit as blood rushed to her head. The counts had begun to fall, though if there was any favoritism at stake here with Gwendolyn's staff, the brunette wouldn't have picked up on any potential subterfuge at play. She heard the numbered counts as they came and that was all she needed to know. Her five-star review was so close she could taste it.

Then Gwendolyn bucked. For as strong as Kimiko could be, her form when it came to retaining the hold was tenuous at best. A weaker effort may have even flopped the blond free but in her panicked kick, it separated the two side by side with a graceless thud to the mat. Kimiko gave a deep sigh of an exhale and a flap of h lips like a deflating balloon. That was close. Slapping the mat firmly with her palms she sat herself upright, wobbling a bit at the sudden swift motion, perhaps still a bit off-kilter from that hard shot she had taken earlier. In one motion she swung herself over onto a knee to face Gwendolyn reach out o grab hold of her intent to rise together.

She paused mid-motion, eyes squinting to try and find something to latch onto not obstructed by those floppy curls of her opponent's. Jeez, they were everywhere. She inched in a bit then backed off, again from another angle… it was like playing at surgery here, or at least a rousing game of "Operation" at the very least. Her eyes shot wide with a moment of realization, a faint flickering lightbulb in her head sputtering to life. She gently bat the hair aside out of the way… And may have giggled a bit. How the heck was it so springy?

Using Gwendolyn's wrestling gear had given her a nice solid grip, so she did it again. Why not? Fingers clenched around a strap of her top and another under her arm, Kimiko climbed to her feet and dragged the blueblood with her, trying to stand the woman up fully… then up off her feet entirely as her arms moved around her body entirely, attempting to capture her in a bearhug with her arms trapped inside Kimiko's grasp well. "This one wrestler enough for you?"

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Post by killcarrion Sat Jul 24, 2021 2:30 am

One infernal indignity seemed to incessantly follow another the further along this sparring match degenerated into abject lunacy. A match that was indescribably far from what the corporate princess envisioned when first coming across this half-witted delivery-woman with the voracious appetite and imagining how best to teach this woman a divine lesson in basic mannerly conduct when in Gwen's regal presence. Gwendolyn's malicious machinations becoming undone in the blink of an eye and with the strength of an ox from Kimiko's impeccably implemented German Suplex, jostling the ring canvas and rattling the refined senses of the upside-down aristocrat. Obviously Gwen was incapable of witnessing the masterful curvature of Kimiko's spine afterward, but she could still aggravatingly surmise based on how thoroughly she'd been embedded into the ring and how it took every ounce of strength with full extension to dash the pin attempt.

Gwendolyn inelegantly flopped over with her head buried beneath her askew golden ringlets, an involuntary kick against the canvas aiding in her efforts to regain some semblance of balance and awareness after having been pitched to and fro like an aristocratic ragdoll. The auburn-haired brawler possessing a mastered expertise when it came to suplexing and propelling adversaries half-way across the ring with startling ease. An unforeseen development that threw a monkey wrench in the heiress' plans, although perhaps she should have predicted this unfavorable outcome given that Kimiko's natural profession called for nothing more than lifting heavy objects, taking them somewhere, and putting them down. Nevertheless, being out-wrestled by the air-headed rookie was abjectly mortifying in and of itself given the socialite's pompous pride, although perhaps even moreso considering that she'd been implanted by a German Suplex. A beauteous maneuver she'd considered her forte~...well one among a vast number.

Lessons were indeed being learned, but at nowhere near the heightened pace that Gwen needed to turn her misfortunes around. Ones which continued with her blue singlet being again yanked to the same pinched twinge betwixt her thighs that at the very least was short-lived upon being dragged back to a vertical base. The spoiled socialite initially fidgeting with gnashed teeth from the torqued strength being brought to bear, shimmying her shoulders in a bid for their freedom that was to no avail. "A...mediocre, improvement. But do not think yourself capable of besting me so seamlessly." Gwen defiantly uttered with a flinch. Both her legs hiked up at the sides of Kimiko's waist as Gwendolyn remained tense but undeterred in the bear-hug that once again brought them close enough to taste the humid warmth on the other's panting breath...but also, the scented perfume splotched upon the regal aristocrat from earlier in the day. Vanilla scented but of the utmost quality, with an immaculate aroma of seemingly a bevy of heavenly confectionery's~...

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Post by Yori Thu Dec 09, 2021 3:03 am

It seemed like a good idea at the time. Keep the both of them close to stopping Gwendolyn from kicking her more… The initial application of the bearhug was easy enough as well. The difficulty slowly built though, creeping in like a dank swamp mist. The strain in her arms and back to keep a full-grown woman up as they were was not one-to-one with shipping packages. There was an odd distribution of weight and all that wiggling that made it way harder than anticipated to keep things going. It wasn't until the woman raised up her thighs and interlocked the two a bit tighter that the monumental task of squeezing the socialite became a bit more manageable. She'd have to thank her later for that.

Letting out a huge sigh of relief at her rekindled strength in locking the heiress down, she gave her a small hike up to mash them closer and constrict her arms around the woman's picturesque waistline. She couldn't help but let out a breathy laugh at the blond's comments, seeing the sunny side to her scathing criticism. "Baby steps. We get a little better every day as long as we build on our forward momentum." While the words came from Kimiko's lips, her tone was markedly different from her usual vapid commentary. These were of course words and ideas she had heard elsewhere in audiobooks and motivational speeches about seizing opportunity and growing a business. Stiff to live by really.

Her expression skewed though when something wafted under her nose. A pleasant scent, a welcome one… her stomach grumbled, not nearly sated enough with the expensive spread of finger foods she had earlier indulged in. This was something sweet, different… She lifted her head, drawing int deep inhales with her nostrils to pinpoint the origin. It was strong… like a bloodhound she leaned in closer to Gwendolyn, giving the taut fabric of her bosom a testing sniff. Then another. She inched her head up a bit higher until she was practically climbing into the other woman's cleavage to take in a long labored breath of her aroma. Her smile broadened as her mouth watered, as the brunette rather casually plopped her chin on top of one of the other woman's breasts to inquire with a giggled question. "Why do you smell like ice cream?"

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Post by killcarrion Fri Dec 24, 2021 5:38 am

Inconsequential though it was towards her contemptible predicament, the solace of knowing this spar was unfolding within the sacred sanctity of abject solitude alleviated a modicum of anxiety from the aristocrat's currently hunched shoulders. The five star rating Kimiko enthusiastically sought for her delivery would have paled in comparison to the media hyped acclaim that came from outwrestling the vainglorious blueblood on what was ostensibly only her premiere bout within the squared circle. Unfathomable though it may be for the snobbish socialite to comprehend, the peppy delivery-woman was outshining Gwendolyn with what was an unanticipated degree of overwhelming strength and assertive control. Which, alongside Kimiko's perpetually chipper personality and dim-witted naivety, all equally made this oppressive stronghold of a constriction about as unbearable as one can imagine.

The encroaching torque bearing down on the unwelcome embrace compelling a strained groan from Gwendolyn as she grimaced and writhed within, dainty hands clenching into fists from the mounting strength as well. Kimiko's brief hike brought a yelp to her elegant vocals and bounce to her majestic curls with a wriggled squirm afterward scarcely regarded as any tangible defense from the bearhug aside from alleviating scant pressure with barely any inches of free space gained. A flattened melding of their breadbaskets bringing unwanted warmth from the shared heat between them which constricted to the dewed perspiration on the heiress' sublime skin. With the noblewoman's situation becoming more dire and unfortunate by the second, even the referee was tempted to ask for Gwendolyn's submission at the risk of earning her employer's wrathful ire after the spar had conclu-

Gwendolyn perked up with embiggened eyes and now seemingly uncaring about whatever strength was even hindering her in the first place. Instead she gradually gawked down at what she felt was transpiring but needed to be witnessed first before comprehended, although with this revelation came the burgeoning crimson upon her visage with her mouth agape in aghast wordlessness. The deliverywoman's facials nuzzling intently betwixt her heavenly curvature until faint traces of Kimiko's drool would be trickled upon the squished softness of her milky white skin that Kimi no rested her chin upon. Trembled shivers trailed down her spine as she struggled to process what was essentially having her breasts slovenly snuggled into with stunned silence shared between Gwen and the referee until, with a sheepish giggle at the end..."W-Well...perhaps...if you were to be so kind as to...unhand me, I could explain why exactly that is...*gulp*...hehe…heh…"

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Post by Yori Fri Jan 07, 2022 1:25 am

The two women had practically reached the point of physical limitation. There was no room between Kimiko's flexed arms coiled around Gwendolyn's pristinely pampered form for little more than sweat to squish between them. Muscles strained, bones protested, and the blueblood's body was treated to what it must have felt like to be subjected to the crushing depths of the ocean without the luxury of a pressurized submarine. For all her incompetence, one thing the brunette seemed to do well was keep a firm grip. It was a worrisome prospect given she seemed able to keep this up for the foreseeable future.

"Huh?" Kimiko peered up over the crest of Gwendolyn's breasts, still half buried in her sensory exploration. She had the good sense to at least suck in her lips, slurping up the drool off her own face with an accompanying swish of her tongue. The daring delivery girl had Gwendolyn dead to rights, all that was left was the formality of a submission. It wasn't as if words and harebrained schemes were going to let the blond weasel out of this now especially after how big a game she talked up until now.

"Sure thing." Or not. No bargaining required, no insightful pause to scrutinize the legitimacy of Gwendolyn's words. Kimiko simply accepted it all as truth and one of enough worth to let the woman go rather than continuing to mangle her in a bearhug. Her arms relaxed just enough to give the blond some wiggle room then with another sudden jolt, the brunette hiked her up again to jostle her thighs off of her. Left to dangle, Kimiko planted the other woman down firmly on her feet like stabbing a shove into a pile of freshly dug soil. She stepped back, eyeing the woman expectantly with a big dumb grin on her face, waiting to here the answer to the mystery that had been set before her.

"Oh… sorry, let me get that." The faint damp spot glistening on the fabric of Gwendolyn's top caught her eye. Like any stain she knew, better to wipe it off before it set in, even if it was her own drool. Without a moment of hesitation for the breach of etiquette or personal space, Kimiko reached out to give the spot a few passes over with her thumb. She was like a kindly grandmother cleaning a bit of schmutz from someone's cheek. Rub rub… rub rub… wow, that wet spot was sure in there pretty good.

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Post by killcarrion Mon Jan 10, 2022 3:17 am

Whatever actual wrestling application a typical bearhug may have in regards to whittling down an adversary's stamina and furthering the user's odds of success...were at this particular point all but forgotten. Which was somewhat of a waste considering the ruthless efficiency and nigh perfection of it's implementation had the Imperial Rose wilting in the delivery woman's unyielding clutches. Gwendolyn's posh figure beginning to sag and succumb once it became evident that all her squirming did was create more squished friction until their sweat was as fluidly shared between them as their own words. Becoming mushed together like this was unbearable for more reasons than one. Chief among them being that it was all perpetrated by a chipper simpleton, one who miraculously overpowered the spoiled noblewoman until she'd become fatigued, defeated, subdued, and by all accounts about to utter a shameful submission...

...but remember, this was all but forgotten by now. Instead the plethora of reactions Gwendolyn had to Kimiko slovenly burying her blissful expression into the heiress' puffed up, abundantly ample bust indeed ran the gamut. Including abject shock from this even being perpetrated in the first place, and unbridled confusion from attempting to fathom what Kimiko was even thinking as her snuggling burrows brought upon jiggled bounces and swished swaying. Aghast and with a brightened blush and fluttered uptick to her heartbeat indicating that she best escape before she begins yearning to stay in it, Gwendolyn politely acquiesced to Kimi's innocent inquisition with what was the equivalent to a Hail Mary attempt at using this delivery woman's baffling simplicity to her advantage. Therefore she was just as astonished as the referee upon being planted back onto the canvas to a stiffened rigidity that had her wobble briefly in blank-eyed befuddlement at the sheer idiocy on display.

The miffed aristocrat peeking down in disgust at her blue attire darkly dampened in eachother's musk and shared perspiration, along with her fulsome breasts coated with drool splotches...that Kimiko began batting at with her thumb. Doing nothing but bapping at Gwen's royal endowment for several womanhandling second until her dainty hand would tenderly grasp Kimiko's by the wrist. Gwendolyn gracefully guiding the humble worker's hand upward until it caressed the soft cheek of the perplexingly congenial heiress, blissfully delighted given the beaming smile on her face. "...*giggle*...Such...politeness. I intend to tell you the secret of my appealing fragrance soon, but allow me to extend you the same kindness. There appears to some drool on the corner of your mouth. Let ME get that..." In a blinding and malicious flash, a tugged wrench of her arm would hunch Kimiko over to savagely smash her face into Gwen's uplifted knee in a strike meant to have her foe see stars, and not the ones that were a part of her rating system.

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Post by Yori Sat Mar 26, 2022 1:48 am

Looks cast down upon Kimiko as she feverishly worked the face of her thumb over Gwendolyn's ring attire went unnoticed. Honed in like a precision laser, her intense narrowed gaze did not wander from the first task at hand. She was trying, if nothing else, but the fabric prolonged to be annoyingly resilient to her attempts… maybe she should breathe on it? A bit of hot breath might help evaporate the spot? It seemed in terrible taste to ruin a client's clothes even if they were in a fight. It wasn't until the blond blueblood took her by the wrist that she paused. Her eyes shifted up to meet the other woman's, taken aback by how delicately she gripped her arm and proceeded to guide it. When her fingertips brushed the blond's silky cheek, her hand twitched, reactively tensing as if her flesh were a hot stovetop. When it all came to rest, she couldn't help but be surprised at just how soft and smooth it was, almost like a warm porcelain tea kettle from back home… but lacking the cracks that came with frequent dropping.

It was at this very moment, transfixed on the touch of her face and that quiet intensity in her eyes that Kimiko really noticed just how pretty the blond was. She hadn't seen her smile earlier nor had it been quite so intimate. The delivery girl found herself grinning back at the giggle. That was kinda cute… she was kinda cute. Kimiko didn't really pay too much attention to things like that normally. She found herself simply nodding along with the helpful offer to assist her in turn, though not everything the other woman said really reached her. "Hm? Oh… yeah, sure."

The sudden twist of her arm got a squeal from her as the brunette was given a violent jerk down towards an unwelcome fate. Flames lapped at her nerves at the explosion of force directed into her face as bone met bone in a gut-wrenching crack. The stunning blow was joined by whiplash in an unholy union that saw her snapping backward. True to her word, Gwendolyn had sent any remaining spittle gracing her lips flying in a small spray. Unsteady legs gave out as the brunette toppled over onto her back in a daze, eyelids fluttering and ears ringing.

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Post by killcarrion Fri Apr 08, 2022 7:30 pm

Let it never be claimed by unscrupulous individuals with defamatory intent that the snobbish elitist sullied this match's outcome with deceitful practices. Nary a trace of dribbled slobber lingered upon Kimiko's facials after Gwendolyn's angelically articulated offer of assistance. Albeit it was performed via the delivery woman's innocent visage becoming branded by the exquisitely cursive letter "B" written upon the knee pad hammered against her. Afterward releasing the dainty grip on Kimi's wrist and offering her impendingly kayoed adversary a faintly blown kiss from her posh lips with twiddled fingers bidding her sparring partner adieu before teetering into her splayed out descent. However, Gwendolyn was not so blinded by her immaculately crafted liberation from Kimi's unyielding clutches that the ultimate deciding factors in her escape went by unnoticed.

Namely being that the scarceness of I.Q. points on Kimoko's behalf, alongside a baffling degree of abject gullibility, and the serendipitous fortune of Gwen's specific choice in vanilla scented fragrance were what ultimately tipped the scales in the heiress' favor. The absence of which perhaps lead to the unfathomable outcome of being bearhugged into flaccid compliance and consequently submitted by a bewilderingly enthusiastic rookie she'd learn too late not to underestimate. Gwendolyn rightfully surmising that such a monumental feat would undoubtedly fly over the head and through the ears of Kimiko's barren cranium without the realization of her accomplishment ever dawning upon her. Curiously though, upon faintly reminiscing of the pure-hearted innocence of Kimiko's smile from their shared moment of peaceable brevity, Gwen bore neither ill will or virulent contempt towards Kimiko for what was becoming a distinctly...uncustomary, challenge.

Giorgio Armani Si Eau de Parfum. Vanilla scented, and thoroughly exquisite. Gwendolyn mused the answer to her adversary's query about her taste in perfume with a snobbish smirk before beginning to settle herself down atop the battered deliverywoman until their abdomens were in a flattened union. Entangling their legs together in a grapevine submission that doubled as a pin attempt as well. Although given the exceptional flexibility of Gwendolyn's esteemed calibre, the former was just as viable as the latter, As evidenced by the increasingly stretched split Kimiko's legs were being puppeteered into attempting. "Care to submit to my vast superiority? Or would you rather we both partake in a refined ballet duet together~..." Gwendolyn's elegantly uttered options accompanied a swelled bloom to their abundance as the heiress interlocked their hands together with a shifting inch added to their dual split-legged positioning.

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