The great underwear heist (Complete)

Selene cackled madly. The low blow was normally beneath her, but Matt was a special case... especially for trying the same takedown again. "I was waiting ALL FIGHT for you to try that move again." She taunted as she circled around Matt. "Like I was really going to go out with a face full of your crotch again. Fool me once..." She knew she had to finish this quickly before he started trying the dirty moves himself. Quickly, she tried to lock her legs around his neck from behind in a figure four scissors hold.

Matt growled, wanting nothing more than to get up and teach Selene a lesson. But with his immobilized state, that wasn't happening anytime soon. Things only got worse when her legs locked around his neck, and his face flushed from lack of air. "N-No..." he grunted.

Selene bit her lip, putting everything she had into the hold. If Matt could shift the momentum, she was in serious trouble... No, she was certain she would receive a beating most violent. Desperation and a hint of fear drove her for every second she forced the hold. Her eyes were locked on his arms, almost paranoid with anticipation of even physically impossible attacks they might do, her legs struggling to keep locked well under his jaw to avoid the bite attack she expected to receive ever since she nailed him in his manhood.

Of course, she didn't show her fear at all when she couldn't resist taunting him. "Ah, Matt, Matt, Matt. You did your best, and that's really all that matters." Her singsong voice rang out.

Matt gasped for air helplessly, using arms tried to pry apart Selene's legs, but he quickly realized that he was just wasting his energy. Desperately he thought of ways to get out of this, but every second he thought of how to get free was another second closer to passing out. He thought of biting; it would certainly pay Selene back for the lowblow he recieved, but she made sure he couldn't even open his mouth.

There was only one thing Matt could think of. He would grip the leg around his throat, and dig his nails into it as hard as he could.

Selene growled in pain, biting her lip. It would have been more painful had his nails resembled hers, but she was not going to be able to take that for long. "Ass." She hissed, "Let's..." She leaned forward with a grunt of effort, attempting to grab Matt's arms, "take that away from you." She would pull his arms back as she returns to leaning back, holding them at arm's length.

In a small glimpse of hope, Matt saw his opportunity. As soon as Selene leaned forward and before she could grab his arms, Matt would yank on Selene's flowing red hair as it fell over his face. Even if she didn't let go of the headscissors, it ought to pay her back for the low blow earlier.

Selene shrieked, her vice grip loosening slightly, giving Matt the barest tease of air, but not quite enough. She still held on to Matt like he was a lifeline, but she was shaking in pain and exhaustion at this point. If Matt caught a glimpse at her face, she would look like a woman possessed, gritting her teeth, her eyes wide in pain and desperation. She had to get him to let go or it'd be over. Losing any sense of reason or discretion, she pulled her hand back, shaking violently, and slammed her palm right into Matt's captive nose with all her strength.

Matt cried out, the blow to his face taking just about all the fight out of him. His hands let themselves fall from the tangled grips he had on her hair. There was nothing he could do now even if he tried. The headscissors had just about finished him off, the last of his air coming out in weak gasps.

At least he payed her back for the attack to his package.

Selene gasped as Matt's hands released their grip. She stared at Matt's face for several seconds, both afraid he might stir and break the hold with vengeance and that she might have done some serious damage to Matt's nose.

The pain of maintaining this position eventually shook her out of this stupor and she fell back gasping for breath, wrenching the hold ever tighter, unaware that Matt's consciousness was fading.

It took her a good thirty seconds before she finally took in the possibility that Matt was out. Propping her upper body up on her elbow, she cooed, "Oh... Mattypoo?" She reached out and picked up one of his hands, letting it drop. "D... did I win?" She laughed breathlessly.

Matt couldn't breath at all once she tightened the hold, the smallest bits of air escaping him. His arms fell limp at at his sides, sliding off her legs after trying to break free one last time. The last thing he manged to see before he was out was Selene lifting his arm, and watching it fall limp to the floor. Then it all went black.