Chiyorin vs. The Won Siblings - Cultural Exchange

Bridget expected Chiyo to struggle in her gasp and fight to b free, and that is what she did - sort of. Calling it an actual struggle would have been far too generous. It was more like a weak wiggle, writhing about in Bridget's grasp. All the sudden, she seemed far weaker, more complacement. What's more, Bridget could sworn she heard a moan.

It was curious, but Bridget gave it little thought, as she hauled Chiyo towards the corner where Cindy waited with a wide smile. "Your toy, sister." She gave Chiyo a hard squeeze for emphasis. "You approve?"

"Yes." Cindy reached out and ran a few fingers up Chiyo's sumptuous thigh.""I believe I do."

"Nnnghh..." Chiyo wriggled some more as she was brought towards Cindy, who wasted no time to sample her again, brushing her thigh this time. "I don't..."

This position, however, opened a little more opportunity than the middle of the ring. Chiyo would look up and gasp for a bit, as if she saw something, before raising her legs together and pushed her feet off Cindy's chest. She was hoping that it would disrupt Bridget's balance and sent the girl stumbling backwards, so she could probably lean back as well to provide further burden to the girl.

"Nyaah!"

Somethign was off about all of this, and Cindy raised her eyebrow as she pondered the possibilities. She did not doubt her sister's abilities, but she and Chiyo were so close in terms of power that Bridget should have, at least had to put up a serious struggle to hold. Instead, she seemed almost as docile as a stuffed toy, being carried around the playground by her new owner and put on display.

Cindy thought Chiyo seemed so tamed at the moment, but she was wrong. The feet in her chest proved that.

CIndy was launched off the apron and Bridget fell back, crashing on her back with Chiyo's body on top and wondering where Chiyo found her surge of strength from.

"Whew..." Chiyo sighed as her effort was successful before she rolled off Bridget. "I'm no one's toy yet, heh~"

Trying to take advantage of her downed opponent, the pink haired girl would grab both of Bridget's legs, before she flipped the girl over to sit on her back. A good ol' Boston Crab might help her weakening the big girl for a bit. She doubt that it'd be enough to make her submit, though.

"How about you try being the toy for a change!"

Bridget shook her head as she started to recover from the tumble, staring up at the ceiling and growling under her breath. Stupid. She could have pressed the advantage and finished Chiyo instead of going for humiliation, but old habits from the Wrestle Angels days died hard. She had no idea how much time she had left, either, since management did not have the foresight to post a clock. Once they were both allowed in the ring, she was certain they could finish this relatively quickly, but until then she needed to hold the field.

She started to sit up, only to find herself suddenly flipped over to her chest. Experience told her what was about to happen, and she tried to crawl towards the ropes to avoid it, but there was no use. Chiyo locked in the Boston Crab and pain immediately shot into Bridget spine, bending her in half. Her cry of pain turned into a growl, and she started the long trek towards the ropes, clawing her way towards it as quickly as she could.

"Aha~ No getting away!" Chiyo announced gleefully as she starting to bounce her rear up and down Bridget's back to make it harder for the girl t reach the ropes. "Feel free to submit, though!"

Things seemed pretty balanced so far, with her managing to trade control with each of the sisters. Chiyo knew that it would be a whole different level when the time for double time arrived, though, so she thought that at the very least she should have crippled one of them in one way or another. Cindy seemed like the easier target than her partner, but right now she had to work with whoever she could catch.

It might play in her favor too to take out the powerhouse of the team first after all. Getting held by someone as strong as her current opponent would be pretty troublesome when the other girl was roaming around free.

And then Chiyo started bouncing. Wonderful.

Any other time, Bridget could have relied on Cindy intervening and kick her opponent out of the hold. But her sister was still recovering from the fall, grabbing the apron and trying to make her way back to solid feet. For the moment, Chiyo was her problem to deal with, alone.

She grunted along with every drop of Chiyo's finely formed behind, slammed into her back and working the hold. Using the pain to fuel her anger, she kept trying to press on, imagining what she would do to Chiyo in retribution and using that as a goal to strive towards.

"Uh, quite stubborn aren't you?" Chiyo said with a fake pout as Bridget continued to claw her way towards the ropes. "Not going to make it any easier for lil' ol' me? Fiinee~"

She slided backwards, positioning her butt on the back of the girl's head while trying to bend her further, before suddenly letting go of those legs. What the pink haired girl had in mind was to slide over Bridget's head afterwards, rubbing and pressing her derriere until she was seated in front of her opponent, her legs lightly pinning the girl's arms.

Once she managed to get herself in that position, Chiyo would grab Bridget's head, and put it between her legs, so they could tangle around it in a figure four leglock position!

When Chiyo let go of her effective hold, CIndy knew it could only mean one thing:she was trading up for something better, and most likely more annoying. She was right, much to her chagrin.

The movements had been so odd and disorienting that she wasn't even sure what was going until it was far too late to do anything about it. One moment, she had a distressing amount weight pressing down on her head. The next, she was between Chiyo's legs, having the life squeezed out of her neck by an impressive set of thighs.

She grumbled and shook her head, rubbing against the inside of Chiyo's thighs far more than she would have liked. Bridget didn't have the strength to simple pull those legs free, but she did have some ideas on turning the attack against her captor, and they started with lifting up and getting both of her knees on the canvas...

"Hee~ It tickles slightly when you do that~" Chiyo giggled as she felt the hair of Bridget brushing her thighs as the result of the girl's shaking her head.

She felt her opponent shifting herself, getting up to her knees to let the upper half of the pink haired girl's body rest on the mat for a bit. Chiyo had a good guess of what someone with Bridget's type was going to do, but she decided to keep the girl contained by adding more pressure to the head. She wasn't sure just how strong Bridget was actually, but she probably was going to find out, hopefully not the hard way...

"Maybe I should just make you pass out, hmm?"