A Distorted Debut. Ami Takeuchi vs Dylan Matthews

Her back was really being bent inwards awkwardly as she continued to moan out in pain, her arms flailing about still. Her exotic blue hair dangling about her shoulders as she was held up in the bow and arrow submission.

The supermodel continued to try and kick her legs and try shift her body weight to one side in an attempt to somehow topple off from his grip. "Uhh shut up you freak, dont you know how to treat a lady?" she grunted in pain.

Distorted replied to her question with a grin saying "Oh I know how to treat a lady, I can treat them to all sorts of punishment". The model shifted her body effectively and he lost his grip rolling her off his knees onto the mat.

Distorted rolled forward in a sitting position crossing his legs. He leaned over and whispered "I can also treat them to a lot more positions hehehe". He then attempts to put the model in the Camel Clutch sitting on her back with his butt and pulling her chin backwards towards him bending her back.

The supermodel was first only intimidated by his weird looks and that strange scar on his face, but now, she has reason to be intimidated by his wrestling ability as well.

It didnt take long for Distorted to roll back up on Ami's back when she finally got out of the bow and arrow submission, straddling her back Distorted cupped his hands around her chin and pulled her back,arching her like in a C position as he locked in a tight camel clutch, her back already bruised now aching in pain due to the intense pressure in her back.

"Aiiiiyeeeeee! uuurghhmmmmm" she moaned out loudly, her body wriggling under his as her hands were pressing onto the ring mats, pushing her body up just a bit.

Distorted managed to get another submission locked in as heard more moans from the super model. It was starting to seem a bit too easy for him but it wasn't like he cared, he was still managing to enjoy himself.

He felt her body wiggle again but only this time he also felt her pushing him up, He wasn't really a guy with a lot of muscle so he couldn't keep her down with his body weight. He's trying to hold on to the submission but he also has a feeling that Ami had something up her sleeve.

Distorted didnt look like the best technical wrestler, but his appearance was extremely misleading as he managed to lock in a few technical submission wrestling such as the bow and arrow and now the camel clutch. Her back was already aching from the first submission and now the camel clutch wasn't doing any favours to the models back.

She kept wriggling until she pushed her upper body up a bit with her palms, trying to get her knees under her and then throw her weight sideways to get this freak off her.

Despite Distorted noticing her pushing her body upwards, he was determined to keep the move locked in but to no success. He suddenly got thrown off to the side, landing on the canvas.

He was smiling as he was getting up to his knees. He leans towards her and says "I guess you didn't like that position either, that's such a shame". He is trying to get on his feet before Ami does while he tries to think of another plan of attack.

Finally,something went to her way as she got Distorted off her back as she shoved him off to the side. Thankfully he wasnt the most muscled or heavy wrestler in the business, which aided the supermodel to throw him off her back. She got up on her knees, feeling Distored lean in behind her as he whispered something that Ami misunderstood.

She blushed lightly "*GASP!* Y-you pervert!" she exclaimed as she tried to send an elbow back into his side while he was still leaning in towards her from behind. If she managed to do so, she would quickly spin around him to get behind him, looking to slap her arm around his neck for a sleeperhold. "Arghh, hows this? do you give? or would you rather go to sleep" she smirked, tightening the sleeperhold.

While trying to get back to feet, he noticed that what he said angred the super model. He then suddenly felt her elbow hit him on the side near his rib. He gave a little "Ow!" while he held his side with the opposite hand but still smiling through the pain.

Ami then went on to apply the sleeperhold as Distorted's neck was wrapped around tightly with her arm. He heard what she said clearly but he could not respond properly as all he could do was try to breath. The move started to weaken him as he legs slipped forward causing him to fall down to his butt. This became a warning to him that he needed to do something quick if he wants to keep this enjoyable debut match going.

If he isn't too weak, he'll try to grab Ami's head by her hair with one hand and try and pull on it as hard as he can. He'll be warned by the referee not to do that but considering he's in a dangerous submission, that's the last thing on his mind.

Her tactic worked and she managed to catch her opponent by surprise, after connecting her elbow back into his side, she swiftly went behind him to lock in that sleeperhold. Now it was his turn to feel the pain, even though he seemed to be enjoying the pain, there must be a certain point he had to submit even though he would be enjoying that none-the-less.

Ami kept her tactic simple, squeezing her arm around his neck as tightly as she could. Her sweaty body pressed tight against his back as her breasts were pressed against his upperback- again, something unavoidable in intergender wrestling. Her warm breath could be felt against his ear when she asked him to submit yet again, only or Distorted to go down onto his butt. Perfect, this way she could- "Oww-Oww, H-hey ref! Hairpull!?!" she shrieked when she suddenly felt him grab a fistfull of her hair and began to yank it wildly.

"This isnt a cat-fight you bitch" she hissed angrily, now she was pissed! Ami began to snake her legs around his waist as well, now that he was down on his butt it was much easier to pull this off, she locked in body scissor and sleepercombo. Her thighs squeezing around his waist, while she kept tightening her arms around his neck. "You're going down, whether you like it or not!" she huffed and puffed.

The hair-pulling seems to be very ineffective and has in fact increased her anger even more. He now felt his body being squeezed by her legs getting air out of his body using any hold she can. Distorted started to weaken even more and now needed to do anything he can to break the hold.

While he would have loved to break the hold with either force or dirty tactics, his only option now was to go for a rope break before he went to sleep. Distorted considered using a rope break as a whimp's way out of a submission but at the rate this match was going he had no choice. He was going to try and reach the ropes using his legs to rotate himself and the model so that his feet was closer to the ropes and that he could place his foot onto it.