A commando meets an egyptian.

Genna was about to move to avoid an attack, but too late. First the front facelock was performed. she tried to break out, but then sw was lifted up and upon being slammed into the ground, she lets out a grunt of pain. The girl was good. She was probably as good as her sister, but that doesn't mean she is going to give up so easily. After all, she is still enjoying it. Shen then tries to escape, hoping to get some breathing room.

One, two...THREE! Neith thought as she captured Genna with the facelock. She was determined now, gym sparring or not she wanted to try and win this fight with all she had. She knew that meant she was going to have to get up close and personal with Genna and she was prepared to do so.

Neith lifted the smaller girl into the air, holding her up there for a second before jumping up and slamming backwards onto the mat. The suplex was a powerful success! Neith rolled to the side very quickly, hoping to capitalize on a dazed Genna but it didn't seem the slam had gone as well as she's hoped. Genna was already beginning to move away. Neith decides she will press her advantage and stands up and runs back to the ropes behind her, hoping to launch herself at Genna with an arm extended and hit right on her chest! She wanted to try to get Ganna back on the ground, but she was proving to be trouble. If Genna managed to dodge Neith's arm she would have a few moments to have a counter ready as Neith comes flying back at her!

Genna gets up a bit slowly, still feeling the pain from the suplex before turning around and seeing the strike hit her chest, knocking her down. "Damn, you're strong." she grunted "But I won't go out that easy!" It may be sparring, she still wanted to win, but overall, she wanted to enjoy it as long as she can.

Neith was trying her best not to let Genna get a chance to get much momentum, because as she had learned the hard way in her own local league, when it came to actual wrestling she was almost always at a distinct disadvantage. She had been beat most often in matches where it became a battle of holds, so her counter she had developed was "season with care" She would try to wear down the opponent by constantly slamming them and striking as much as she can so the opponent goes on the defensive instead of exploiting her weak spot.

She was doing the same to Genna. As Neith flew by, her already good speed enhanced by the ropes, she felt her outstretched arm connect nicely with Genna's chest and bring the brunette to the ground. Neith turned just in time for her comment and replied with a happy, "Thanks, and I hope not, cause we are about to get started now." She licked her lips quickly and tried to drop her butt onto Genna's stomach to knock some air out of her and to give her an opportunity to get started on disrobing her opponent.

If Genna rolled out of the way however, all that would happen is that Neith would land sharply on her cute rear and have to stop for a moment

Genna was about to stand up when Neith dropped down onto her chest with her butt, knocking the wind right out of her, causing her to pause for a few seconds. She then tried to break free by using her strength to push her off, of course, Neith would probably be doing something now.

Neith had done pretty well so far, or at least she thought. Minus a minor scare in the early moments, she had been on top for this sparring bout. She had been using mostly physical force, and that was definitely doing her justice but she knew it was getting her no closer to the win she was after.

When she sat down on Genna's chest, Neith couldn't help but giggle a little bit as she felt her squirm underneath her. It felt nice. She was ready to do this she told herself, she would take the first stab at a hentai fall here. Neith decided to not beat around the bush, and seeing as she was sitting facing forward she might as well go for Genna's shorts! She grabs a hold of them just as the brunette comes to life under her, and in a sudden surprise for Neith, she feels the shorter girl lift her enough to shove her to the side!

Neith lets go of Genna's shorts as she hits the mat only getting them half off; she was more than a little surprised by the show of strength from the skinny girl. "Ugh" she groaned as a shoulder hit the mat and absorbed the blow. She tried to sit back up before Genna could take advantage of the moment of pause.

Genna kicks off her shorts as she smiled, loving the look of surprise she got "Surprised? I am stronger than I look." She then moved forward, attempting to bring her opponent down and then flip her over, then put her in a sharpshooter, to be specific, her favorite move.

She wanted to see how good was her opponent in actual wrestling, and if Neith doesn't manage to escape, it won't be good.

Neith was still a little more than surprised; Genna had been hiding some real power in her small body, and Neith was about to pay for judging a book by its cover. As she tried to get up, the brunette walked over and pushed her back down. Neith saw the smile on Genna's face and realized this was not the first time someone had underestimated her, not even close.

"A little." Neith admitted as she was rolled to her back. She knew this was about to be bad, some form of hold was coming and she wasn't sure how well she'd be able to reverse it! Genna wasted no time grabbing at her legs and Neith's eyes went wide as she recognized the hold she was trying to get. "Shit!" Neith cursed as this happened. She tried to kick out of Genna's grip before she could try to lock it in while she tried to stand using her hands as support. If this didnt work however, she would be caught by the brunette's sharpshooter manuever!

Genna smirked. She managed to bring her down and then she sat on her opponent, bringing her legs up and as she does this, slides a finger into Neith's cunt, but Neith got a lucky break. Genna's hand slipped, causing Neith's legs to get free. "You won't escape next time." she taunts. She then stood up and waited for Neith to stand before attempting to legsweep her.

Neith groaned in pain as Genna managed to keep a grip on her struggling legs and began to lock in the sharpshooter maneuver. The brunette sat on top of her back, bending her legs at a painful angle "Agh!" Neith complained as the pain only mounted: it was a good thing her legs were strong, but even then they werent strong enough to just ignore the pain she was in. Especially when Genna began to lift her legs up, bending Neith even further.

Neith groaned but she began trying to twist to the side hoping the worst of the hold was here. She was in for a surprise: Genna's hand slowly made its way past her shorts and guided one quick finger into her exposed cunt! She yelped at the sudden sensation and felt a small bit of blood rush to her cheeks. Thankfully, using only one hand to secure Neith's squirming legs was a bad plan and Genna lost her grip on the Egyptian. Neith managed to get herself some distance from Genna as she escaped.

She didnt want to admit it, but Genna was probably right. escaping that hold would have been very difficult, especially if the brunette was set on fingering her during the ordeal! She had to make the next decisive fall be one she caused. She stood to her feet quickly, wanting to keep the fight away from the floor. Genna had very different plans however, and almost instantly went to sweep out Neith's legs again! "Not this time." Neith said shakily as she jumped over the sweep and tried to drive both feet into Genna's extended thigh!