Suzanna vs Yuko

Suzanna kicked and squeaked at her. "LET MY HAIR GO LEMME GOO!" Before her head was tightly clamped between her thighs. Her legs kicked around helplessly. "IM SORRY!"

"Oh you will be for sure...", the Japanese vixen would grin confidently, winking at the audience while swinging her hips slowly.

With that she locked Suzanna's arms behind her back and dropped down, forcing the poor girl to fall face first onto the mats.

Suzanna had her head smashed into the matt. "OWWW" she cried, lying on the ground in pain, not moving.

Stunned and laying on her belly, Suzanna was in the perfect position for Yuko to connect her next planned move.
Sitting on the opponent's back and pulling her head up, Yuko would then proceed to hook each of her arms over her own knees, thus locking Suzanna into a neat camel clutch.
"How do you like this hold sweetie pie?", she murred from behind, leaning her head close enough to give a teasing lick to Suzanna's earlobe, before she would start to apply some serious pressure, painfully arching her back.

Suzanna began to claw on the floor, screaming for mercy. "MAKE IT STOP!"
"MY BACK! PLEASE!"

Yuko wold grin saditically at the younger girl's desperate flailing, enjoying how she was suffering and helpless in her clutches. But she also needed her pacified for her next and possibly finishing set of maneuvres.
So, the Japanese vixen resumed her fake cooing and comforting act, keeping the camel clutch but easing the pressure as her arms shifted into an apparently more comfortable embrace around Suzanna's head.

"Ohhh don't worry cutie pie, just take a nap and everything will be just fine", Yuko would purr in a soothing tone to her prisoner, applying a camel-sleeperhold combo on Suzanna.

Suzanna's arms extended forward, trying to grab the rope. Then, there was a tight sleeper applied on her, which made her improve her efforts of escaping...but also slowly wearing her down.

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