"Amazon" Alaina Sanders vs. Daisuke Takeuchi: Continuation Of The Rivalry

Alaina smiled and dropped her her knees, the impact making her chest, inner thighs and backside bounce in the shimmering oil.

"Okay big guy, I knew you wanted to just press up against me but we all know I am way stronger!"
Alaina sardinas she locked up and tried to force Daisuke down onto his back again by overpowering him!

Daisuke clicked his tongue in frustration when he saw the Amazon smiling whilst dropping down on her knees. Their chiseled bodies were glistening in oil, really showing off their impressive figures.

The prince would roll his eyes at her comment and shake his head in displeasure. "Pfft, you're the lucky one here Amazon" he said before the two met each other head on in a lock up. Daisuke would lean into Alaina, his grip slipping and sliding against her collarbone and arm but he did best to hold up and press into Alaina as he tried to overpower her while she attempted the same.

"Arrrghhh" he grunted in effort but was slowly losing ground.

Alaina smiled as things seemed to be going in her favor in terms of raw power. Except for when she started weighing less, having less muscle mass her rookie year she was always able to outright overpower Daisuke. She howled and leaned in pressing her advantage and trying to build her momentum!

Both wrestlers were locked in a heated grapple battle. Despite the slippery grip thanks to the oily conditions, both of them did a good job to hold onto each other and push against each other's strength. After the initial back and forth stalemate, Daisuke was starting to lose ground and the Amazon would lean in more, pressing her advantage and building momentum.

Daisuke grunted in effort but was unable to hold her off, eventually being pushed back and down until his back was pinned to the mats and his arms pinned above his head. "Argh! Damn you, get off" he hissed, trying to shove her off.

Alaina felt Daisuke struggling underneath her so she kept holding him and attempting to lift both legs up as she held Daisuke's hands down, almost doing a handstand before rocketing both of her knees down onto his abdomen! "Hold still Daisuke! You aren't getting up!" Alaina said as she then tried to wrap her legs around his torso for a body scissor! The amazon was cruising and trying to keep Daisuke down as she squeezed away at him while pounding on his chest with her fists to add to his torment!

After going at it hard, Daisuke was pinned to the oily mats and Alaina showed off her impressive strength by keeping him pinned down there for a few moments letting him struggle and squirm in the oil. She would push herself up onto a handstand before bringing her knees down onto the abs of the wrestling prince who had the wind knocked out of him.

"Guuuughh!" Daisuke cried out, looking to roll over but Alaina had other ideas quickly trapping him in a body scissor and starting to strike his chest with her fists. The prince groaned in pain, despite the oiled conditions Alaina had a firm squeeze on his torso. After squirming for a bit, in desperation Daisuke would clench his fist to get a handful of the oil in his palms before striking his palm against the face of the Amazon for a cheap strike to get some oil splattered on her face and importantly her eyes.

Alaina was working Trent over well and building momentum when he slapped her face with the handful of oil! Her eyes stung and she was blinded, unable to really keep fighting!

Alaina howled and slipped off Daisuke, landing on her back as she tried to wipe her eyes clean only to be frustrated as she was already covered in oil herself!

Resorting to a dirty tactic, Daisuke would smack his palm against the face of the Amazon and said palm happened to contain a fistfull of the wrestling oiled used to oil the wrestlers and the terrain. Certainly not something that one would want in their eyes though.

It worked for the wrestling prince though, having Alaina off his back and down onto her own whilst she rubbed her sore eyes. Daisuke began to crawl towards her, looking to push his advantage by grabbing her hair and pulling her up onto a seated position whilst he was on his knees behind her.

"I'll have to thank Trent for this" Daisuke smirked, looking to pass his arms from under her armpit and lock his hands behind Alaina's neck for the Masterlock submission, wrenching in the hold as tightly as he could to humiliate the Amazon by using her boyfriends submission against her.

Alaina groaned and found herself in pain as she was locked in her boyfriends signature submission hold!? Alaina howled in pain and thrashed about trying to power her way out but this was not going to be easy! She screamed again as the hold began to really take its toll leaving her in a very bad way. The amazon was getting desperate trying to just use brute force and power to break the hold. Alaina channeled all the strength she could using her arms to push back and attempt to escape.

Looking to rub salt on her wounds, Daisuke followed up his underhanded tactic of striking Alaina's face with a fistfull of oil with a submission move best known to be used by Trent Masters. He knew that Alaina would hate being put in that hold and that was one of the reason why he decided to lock it in.

The other reason was, the fact it was very effective in wearing someone down. Daisuke had Alaina trapped well but the oil was making it really hard for him to grip her securely and all her trashing about made it hard for him to hold onto her with all the slippery conditions. In the end, Alaina's brutish tactics prevailed and the Amazon powered out of the hold.

"Argh no way" Daisuke cursed, staggering back whilst forced to relinquish the Masterlock.