Minerva vs Daisuke - Game of Thrones

Minerva grunted in frustration at Daisuke's words, and became determined to show him how poor a decision it was to speak them. Her strikes then rained in, the punches causing his grip to loosen before the knee broke it altogether, forcing the man to double over in front of her.

"How DARE you speak to royalty like that?! You're nothing more than common trash! And I'll make sure you learn your place!" she shouted before wrapping her head around the back of his neck. "Arrggh!" she shouted, constricting his neck as tightly as she could with her arm.

But Minerva wasn't content just to squeeze her foe's head like this. There was little doubt he'd be in aggravating pain and discomfort, but she wanted to make him hurt even more. So, Minerva then leaned forward briefly before swinging backward, intending to spike Daisuke's forehead into the mat with a DDT.

Daisuke was still feeling the effects from that knee to his belly, he was still doubled over infront of her as he took a few steps backwards. Minerva wouldnt allow Daisuke to retreat and recover, instead she stepped forward and wrapped her arm around his neck just like he did. Her arm squeezing around his neck as she shouted out, she was bent on out-doing whatever the prince did to her and her headlock was really strong. Daisuke was struggling to breathe as he began to wrap his arms around her waist, trying to push her back.

He let out a loud moan as he was struggling in her grip, "Arruugghhhmmm....I...I AM the prince" he verbally fought back, both these powerhouse wrestlers trying to out-do each other, proving to each other who the real wrestling prince/ princess is. Minerva took it one step further, dropping down on the ring mats and driving Daisukes head into the ring canvas in a perfectly executed DDT.

*THUD*

Daisuke went down and his head really got driven into the ring, he rolled over onto his back clutching the back of his head and his feet kicked the ring mats in frustration and pain.

Minerva’s DDT was executed to perfection, forcing the top of Daisuke’s head to crash right into the canvas. And as he rolled aside and cradled his aching skull, the woman pulled herself back to her feet and took a moment to massage her own neck and catch her breath. Simple as it was, the prince’s headlock had still been painful.

But now once again Minerva’s prey was seemingly at her mercy, and she intended to take advantage of it. She moved to sit down on the mat right behind Daisuke while lifting his head up a bit, and would then attempt to snake her long legs around his neck, hoping to further damage that area with a figure four headscissor.

“Submit and let the world know who your queen is!” she’d command, squeezing tightly with her powerful legs. Whether the prince would be able to escape the Friction representative’s clutches and free himself again remained to be seen, but Minerva sought to make that as difficult as possible as she tried to squeeze the life out of Daisuke.

Minerva took it to the wresting prince, taking his breath away in the headlock and then rocking his world by nailing his head into the ring mats with a hard hitting DDT. Daisuke was massaging his head and neck, both sore from being put into submission holds and power move. He was down on his back, with Minerva free to do with him as she chose and she took the seized the opportunity well by sitting right near Daisukes head.

She lifted his head gently before snaking her long, shapely, toned legs around his neck in a figure four head-scissors. Daisukes eyes widened as he gasped a bit, then the squeezing began. His face turned red, he began to flip on his back as he struggled to escape this hold. His hand slapping,clawing and punching away at her thighs as he tried to get out of this hold before it was over, he would have to tap or get KO'ed. "ARRRGHHH NO! Y-you are not my QUEEN" he defied, wanting to take the title as wrestling royalty.

Daisuke was drenched in sweat, the musk of their sweat filled around the ring a bit as they continued to tussle. Daisuke, then had a plan, he would have to use this tactic and hope Minerva would get caught off guard. He used his hands to press up on the ring mats, and his feet did the same thing to raise his body up a bit off the ring mats. Slowly and gradually he slightly rose back up and then bent backwards, trying to bridge over his opponent as her legs were still around his neck. If he managed to do this just right, he would be bridging over her with her legs bent back and her shoulders pinned.

The referee quickly realized the situation and began to start the pin. "ONE......TWO......", Minerva would have to release the submission hold in order to break off the pin....unless Daisuke submitted before the three count!

Minerva had Daisuke right where she wanted him, trapped in her clutches and completely at her mercy. Sadistic laughter bellowed from her lips as she watched her prey thrash around while her strong legs constricted on his head and neck.

The clawing and punching against her legs then caused Minerva to wince a bit, but she just doubled down on the pressure of her headscissor in response to make things even worse for Daisuke. "You're not going anywhere, princess! Tap out, or I'll choke you out!" she yelled, grinning down at the pain-stricken face between her legs.

But then, Daisuke pulled a trick out of his sleeve Minerva never saw coming. Giving up his attempts to escape the painful hold he was in, the prince instead bridged himself up, rolling Minerva onto her back. Her legs were still firmly locked in place, but the raven haired sadist was shocked to see the ref starting to count the pin!

Now in the heat of the moment, Minerva found herself faced with a quick decision she would have to make, that could very well ultimately determine the outcome of the match. She could either keep choking Daisuke out with her legs and hope he submitted before the three count, or release him and hope another opportunity came later. The smart decision would no doubt be to release the hold. After all, considering how much she'd worn him down already, the odds wouldn't have exactly been against her.

But alas, Minerva didn't have time to carefully weigh her options. Forced to make a choice, she instead decided to bear down on the headscissor with all her strength in hopes of forcing the submission immediately. "TAP!" she practically shrieked.

It was intense end to end stuff really, both of them going at each other from the very first minute after the bell had rung. Daisuke was caught in a headscissor and Minerva was quickly working her way to knock the prince out, if he didnt submit before that is. However, the prince had other ideas, instead of breaking the hold he pushed up and rolled her up in a modified bridge pin. Although by now, Minerva was really cranking up the pressure in the figure-4 scissor hold. Daisuke was heavily sweating, his warm face turning red from all that squeezing she was doing. He only hoped she would get caught off guard by that pin.

The referee slid besides them, slapping the mat after each count and Minerva was still focused to make Daisuke tap out. "ONE...TWO....." the referee girl counted after each slap to the mat, then a moment of madness happened. The pressure in his neck was too much, Daisuke decided to tap out! Meanwhile the referee girl kept her pin fount going. Daisule's hand and the referee girls hand both slapped down at the mat the same time. With both of them concurrently saying ""I GIVE" "...THREE....".

So there it was, the tap out and three count happened simultaneously. The referee girl got up on her feet, looking around confused. She took a minute to asses the situation before going over to the announce table to announce the decision.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...the referee has made her decision, which is that this match is a DRAW."

The crowd was stunned, the Tension star did not win but he did not lose either...so now what? What could this draw mean? However one thing was clear, both of these egoistical wrestling royalty superstars would not accept a draw! You could certainly bet that something will follow up.....but what?

Minerva's powerful legs squeezed Daisuke's neck with all their might, trying to force the submission from the prince. And she got her wish, as her prey tapped against the mat and voiced his surrender. But there was just one major problem: the ref made the three count with Minerva's shoulders against the mat at the exact same time!

Minerva was as confused as everyone else, and though she eased up on the pressure of her headscissor, she kept her legs around Daisuke's neck while waiting to hear the official result. And when the announcement was made, the raven haired woman exploded with rage.

"WHAT?! YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS!" she barked out, before glaring back down at Daisuke with a look of fury that would've made the devil himself cower in fear. "You… Little… SHIT!" she shrieked out before clamping down on his head with her legs once again. The referee came over and tried to pry Minerva off, only to be shoved away before any progress was made. How dare this insolent fool rob her of the sweet victory she rightfully deserved! He had to pay, and Minerva was determined to ensure he did.

The sadist was going to keep choking the life out him until he passed out between her legs. Only then would she finally release him, but the woman's rage was still far from being put down. She paced furiously around the ring, before walking to the side closest to the announce table and pointing to one of the people sitting by it. "You! Give me a mic!" she commanded. Knowing how foolish it would be to disobey her, the man quickly grabbed a microphone and brought it to her, and Minerva snatched it out of his hand before storming back over to Daisuke.

"Congratulations, trash! You just managed to escape defeat by the skin of your teeth. But if you think this is over, you're DEAD WRONG! Whatever god you worship, thank him for the miracle he blessed you with here today. But we both know you're nothing compared to true wrestling royalty! And rest assured, I will prove that to the world soon enough." With that, Minerva lifted her right boot before stomping down on Daisuke's ribs, then took the mic with her as she exited the ring and stormed back up the ramp to make her way backstage. There was no guarantee he'd even been conscious for her rant. If he was, fine. And if not, she was sure he'd watch it all back and see for himself anyway. It didn't matter to her. All she cared about was plotting her revenge, and making it happen as soon as possible.

There was confusion all around, as the result was a draw. Daisuke raised his head just a bit as he looked around, not sure what to say or feel. Until his eyes met his opponents, who was furious! Then....her legs started to squeeze around his head once more. This time the squeezing was much more intense, he trashed about on his back madly as he began to slap and claw at her thighs once more, moaning out loudly.

"Guuurgghh, owwww *cough*urghhhh let go you bitch! Aruughhhh STOP, BITCH....uuggmmm bi......tch........bi.......tch......mmm *cough*....*cough*...bi....*cough* tch...." his slaps and struggles got weaker as Minerva knocked the prince out with her legs, his toned muscular body clad in his latex wrestling boxers glistening of sweat with his arms and legs spread. He had no idea about Minerva's rant as she went about and threw a tantrum almost, pacing the ring and them demanding for a mic.

As she completed her rant, she gave Daisuke one last stomp of the boot before storming off backstage, was this the last time these two stepped in the ring? probably not! expect part two soon.

Match result: DRAW