The Floating Fortress Premiere! Rebecca Owens vs River

River let out the faintest of pleased hums as she rotated her hips, gently grinding herself up against Rebecca's facial features. Her soft thighs pressed in on either side, framing the other woman's head into place but not constricting at all. Her grip remained firm as the redhead fought her, only able to keep the stronger woman at bay due to her application of the hold and leverage. Had they been on equal footing there was no doubt Rebecca could have overpowered her with ease. Here, with the shifting inflatable mat, it was hard to get a good foundation to break free.

"Bravery and foolishness can oftentimes be interchanged. While noble of you to yield the first move to me, perhaps it was unwise, no?" River spoke softly with a soothing cherubic tone. It had no sense of mocking to it, more like a teacher hoping to present a lesson to be learned. She paused for a moment, giving Rebecca a nudge with her crotch, making sure she was still conscious. "Brute strength will only get you so far. I have an advantage and the skills to maintain it. You will have to think of another way. Use your surroundings "

Rebecca squirmed in the hold, trying to think of a way out before she passed out or was forced to tap out. All the while listening to her opponent as someone might listen to feedback. She took in her surroundings, in a normal ring there was a rope she could power to. She might try to get to the edge, but that would more than likely end with her slipping over the side and into the water. She needed another way.

Then she remembered the comment about brute force, and a series of mental images flashed through ger mind, giving her an idea to work with. She would press herself as far into the bouncy surface below her as she could, using all her brute force to do so, then once she had, she would release, letting her body bounce up against River and her hold before pressing down again. She was trying to effectively bounce her way out of the hold, a more clever way to power out.

It had been a long winding road that had taken her to AFW, a place where many new horizons resided just waiting to be experienced. Rebecca seemed much like what she had expected to find here. Young, spirited men and women looking to better themselves through their physical prowess. Understandable given the nature of combat sports but that didn't need to be the only takeaway. There was no doubt in her mind the redhead was likely the more accomplished grappler between them but she had managed to demonstrate just how little that meant when applied to the situation. She was able to meet any thrash and tug a light twist of an arm or a smothering weight of her crotch, stifling the most obvious of attempts to break free but did little for than that, waiting to see just what her opponent might do.

"Oh…" River remarked in a low, scandalous whisper as Rebecca bounced the two of them in place, further mashing her face up into her. It sent a small enlightened shiver up her spine. It was a curious idea, one she was eager to foster by holding true to her current course rather than trying to stop the redhead. With the first small bounces, she had kept her footing well enough, but as they grew in volume and power with each one she soon found her feet leaving the inflated mat entirely. It wasn't long after that Rebecca was actually able to slip her head out and disrupt River's hold of her arms. Rather than draw it out, the dark haired girl had let go, taking a stumbled step back on the rocking flotation devices to fall on her backside with a pleased laugh. "Very good!"

Rebecca held her arm that had just been the victim of the hold with her good arm as she slowly stood up. She was pleased with herself after thst clever little stunt as it hopefully showed she was more than just power. "So now what? Do we resume or do I get a turn since we both fell in?" She was still learning the rules of this match so she wanted to be certain she was doing things right. No sense in winning if it was done dishonorably.

River sat herself up, riding the residual bounciness of the fortress flooring as she crossed her legs. Her bright eyes looked inquisitively up at Rebecca as she cocked her head. With a delicate finger she brushed back a few strands of wet hair, tucking them behind her ear. There was a small part of her that wanted to fib, tell a small lie to mislead to see if the redhead was truly that trusting. She wouldn't of course let the lie stand, she was no cheater after all. In the end though she opted to be truthful, the two of them hadn't known each other long enough to make japes of that nature socially acceptable quite yet.

"It's your turn now. You can do whatever you'd like to me. I'm rather looking forward to it." River slowly spread her arms to the side, presenting herself to the other woman in all her soaked glory. The layers of thin white cloth had retained their somewhat transparent nature from the water, clinging to her slender form and providing a nearly full view of all that hid beneath. She had made no attempt to rise, waiting instead for Rebecca to direct her to what she should do to facilitate her turn in the match.

That was an honest answer and more to the point, straightforward. Not expecting that, Rebecca took a second to compose herself but did so quickly enough as she directed River to lie down on her back, allowing Rebecca to grab hold of her legs. Her goal was not submission, but rather to test the limits of the ring and her opponent at the same time. Starting slowly but quickly picking up speed, Rebecca began to rotate her body in ever faster circles, holding onto River as she performed a giant Swing. After a few seconds she reached her maximum velocity and released River and sent her sailing into the wall opposite the one that had already fallen. If the wall held Rebecca would be there to try and catch the hopefully woozy River with a superman punch. If the wall fell (which she felt was the more likely) she would wait to see if River fell in the pool or managed to avoid thet fate and stay on the fortress