Facing the Consequences (for Maxy)

Day three of Yamato’s captivity started with him being awoken by Lita once the kids were sent off to school, when he was then told to get his gym clothes ready. So he put on a sleeveless t-shirt and a pair of shorts before getting in the car, and the two went right on over to the gym. He was relieved to learn he wouldn’t have to try working out with his collar on, and took it off and left it in the car as they went inside.

Soon after they were inside, Yamato found himself spotting her while she lifted. Though really, it seemed she just wanted someone to watch while she showed off her surprising strength. Yamato was confident he would’ve had no problem lifting more, but considering his circumstances with her, he felt he made the wise choice when he decided to keep that thought to himself. And though Lita didn’t have the massively muscular figure of someone who’d spent their entire lives training as a body builder, Yamato was more than a little impressed with how much weight she was still able to lift.

But then Yamato was allowed to go off and do as he wished for a little while. And while he felt good about where he was with his strength, the two areas he needed most improvement with in his matches were stamina and technique. Deciding to focus on stamina, he made his way over to the treadmill. Of course he’d brought his phone and earbuds too, so he put the buds in and started rocking out as he ran, which he would continue doing until whenever Lita decided she wanted him to come to the ring.

Lita was curious when he didn't work on the weights when he let him and decided to do something else instead.  Maybe he misinterpreted her, but she wasn't bothered by it.  She would still welcome it if he wanted to try it later though.  When she was ready for him she called him to the ring.  It was an unusually slow morning there so it was just the two of them.  When he entered her told him to show him what strength she had.  Telling him while he has three minutes so show her what strength he processes.  If he wanted to lift her she would let him, pretty much any move he wanted to do within that time frame, as long as he wouldn't drop her on her head she would take what ever he would dish out.  She remembered in the match he was good earlier and had a couple of other moments during, but she wanted to see what he could do.

If he  was so-so she would just nod at him, but if he did impress her she would grin and say "Not bad Yamato, not bad at all." before delivering a shot to hist stomach.  "Now it's my turn, and you'll be a good boy and take it like a man."  For the next little while she would practice some submission holds, needing some work on those, looking at a book that she brought to the ring while he was doing his thing that mentioned some of the holds he was in.  None of which were intentionally meant to be kinky, though she wouldn't be surprised if he was one of those that would get turned on by this.

Sometime before attempting hold number one (which would be trying some different types of arm bars, but she had more complex moves in mind, as wells as different types of unique pinning situations, pretty much this was her time to practice with a real target) she would warn him, while he can tap out or verbally submit to get out of a hold, doing so will result in punishment.  She reminds him of the whips that she has, more specifically the one with multiple ends.  That one will have his name on it if he knows what he means.  Though if he wants and they are still alone or it is not too populate when they finish she points to the chair that will that said whip's place.  There would also be a moment or two where she'd use him as a punching bag in the corner as well.

At one point she gave him a figure for around one of the ring posts.  Since this was technically an illegal move he could scream for mercy all he wanted and be spared a punishment beating.  

Regardless of how many times he'd tap out of a hold or to get her to not to do a potentially knockout blow after bending him in the ropes and firing away at his chest she would tell him to fight back.  Even if he did try something being how she has not taken a beating she'd give him something more to chew on and show him what it is like to taste his own signature and finishing moves. Feeling he has had enough she whispers to him "Time to bring it home as they say."  She would then stop using him for target practice, after using her two finishing moves on him, her standing and top rope move.

After picking herself up from coming off the top rope she went down to his level and told him, regardless of the total of his submissions "Good work Yamato, you've earned a small reward."  After dragging his carcass to the corner she would look around and slowly remove her work out short and toss them to the side before climbing to the middle rope and bouncing on it for a couple seconds, giving him a nice view of her workout panties.  This view would soon come closer as she would crash down on to him with a banzai drop.  While she was by no means overweight the impact would surely make him not feel pleasant.  She would sit on his chest, looking down at him with a grin on her face before getting up and deciding out loud that she's taking a break.  But from what she told him before the final beat down the in-ring work was over so most likely he could spend the rest of the work out time recovering, or whatever he wanted to if he could still feel himself.

Lita might’ve wanted to show off her strength to Yamato while they were here, but no such agenda had been on his mind. Despite being a confident and energetic guy, he’d never really been much of a show off, unless prompted to be. So when he’d been sent off do do what he wanted, he didn’t even think a bout hitting the free weights to show Lita what he could do. But once he was called into the ring, she gave him three minutes to do exactly that.

So he hoisted Lita right up into the air, pressing her overhead. Initially, this by itself might not seem like much. Hell, she’d done the same to him during their match together. But what he did next was much different from what Lita had done before. Rather than press her, he held her still, keeping his arms at full extension. When the minute mark approached, he started to slowly and steadily walk around the ring as he held her. It was getting a little difficult to keep his arms up now, and he knew it’d only keep getting harder. Still he persisted. The second minute passed, and now his arms were noticeably starting to shake and sweat a bit while holding up her weight. So he stopped marching around the ring, but continued holding her up. When there were five seconds left, he was gritting his teeth and cringing as he struggled against gravity to keep her up, but brought one of his hands down so he was holding Lita up with a single arm! And as soon as the last second went by, he dropped her down to the mat and panted a bit while resting his arms on his hips. It wasn’t something that would finish someone off in a match or anything, but since the brunette clearly worked out a lot herself, he felt sure she’d appreciate just how difficult that was.

But just when he smiled and was about to respond to respond to her compliment, her fist suddenly drove right into his toned stomach, driving out the air he’d just worked to get back. “Oomph!” he grunted as he doubled over. And after getting his instructions, he was then abruptly flipped onto his back, and her legs clamped down on his neck while his arm was painfully wrenched out to the side in some combination of a side headscissor and an armbar. Submission holds were definitely not his forte, whether it was applying them or escaping them. And it was bad luck for him she chose to go after the arm first, considering he’d just worn his arms out holding her up in the air for three whole minutes! He tried to pry apart the legs sapping the air out of him, which would’ve been difficult enough even at full strength, but was entirely futile now. So after a few more seconds, he tapped out on her leg, and immediately started to cough and attempted to regain his breath as he was released. But he wasn’t given any time to rest as suddenly he was rolled over and felt his arms being bent behind him in some painful armbar variation he’d never been in before. “I give!” he said after a few seconds, unable to use his hands to tap for that one.

He was then given a slight reprieve from painful holds, as it was time to switch over to pinning combos. First he was rolled onto his back, and had one leg grapevined by Lita’s legs while her arm hooked the other one and stretched it up as far as it could go, while her free arm wrapped around the back of his neck to put him in a cradle like hold while her weight rested on top of him. He didn’t tap, but he definitely stayed down long enough for what would’ve been a three count. Next, she pulled his legs forward while mounting his upper chest, trapping him in a combination of a schoolgirl and matchbook pin, and once again keeping him pinned to the mat for what would no doubt have been a three count if this had been a match. But then it was right back to the submissions. A triangle choke. He tapped. A camel clutch. He barely managed to endure through it. A rear naked choke. He tapped again. That made four tap outs, and two pinfalls, though he very much hoped the latter wouldn’t be factored into his whipping later.

He was then picked up and put into the corner, where Lita proceeded to unload on his torso with a barrage of punches. When she stopped, his battered and dazed body simply leaned back against the corner, his arms dangling over the top ropes. And before Yamato had regained enough awareness to figure out how he’d gotten there, he suddenly found himself on his back, with his legs wrapped around the steel ring post while Lita applied an excruciating figure four leg lock. “AAGH!!” he shouted as he writhed about in the hold. His hand quickly started pounding on the mat in submission. Again he was released, only to find more pain incoming as Lita then picked him up and bent him over the ropes while pounding away at his chest. Yamato was then given permission to fight back, though now that he could barely even stand, he doubted it would make much difference. He sent the brunette into the ropes with an irish whip, but on the rebound Yamato was completely caught off guard when Lita came blasting right into him, using his signature Banzai Charge, instantly dropping him to the mat! And as if that wasn’t enough, as he slowly sat back up and tried to get up again, Lita came flying in once again and drilled him right in the face with his Sliding Lariat!

After all of that, SURELY she had to be done destroying his poor body, right? Wrong. He was hoisted up off the mat once again, scooped up and turned upside down, then driven down with her Emerald Fusion. He hadn’t hat the “pleasure” of getting acquainted with it during their match, but he definitely knew just how effective it could be now. But still there was more, as Lita then ascended to the top rope, before crashing down onto his torso with the WhiteGale, the very move she’d used to make Yamato her temporary slave in the first place. Yamato heard her voice saying something about a reward, though he wasn’t quite sure what she meant. His body was then dragged near the corner, and Lita started to climb again. His eyes looked up at her, before widening in surprise as she took off her shorts, revealing her panties. And then, the gorgeous rump his eyes were glued to crashed down right on top of his chest, causing his limbs to flinch in reaction before flopping back down to the mat. If a ref was there, he could’ve counted to a hundred while Lita casually sat on his chest and he wouldn’t have even budged. When she finally climbed off of him and left the ring, Yamato simply laid right where he was, finding it a miracle he had remained conscious after everything he’d just endured. But he was still battered and tired, and wouldn’t be getting up anytime soon. In fact, he’d probably still be right where Lita left him whenever she decided to come back.

Lita would come back about ten-fifteen minutes later and noticed him still laying there. She takes off again and about a minute or so later comes back with a small tree branch that she found outside and pokes him a few times with the stick to check for signs of life in a humourful way. She reached into the ring and pulls him, out, sitting him on a chair before disappearing again. This time she comes back with a small container of water and pours the contents of it over his head. She would then asks him if he is alright and asks if he thinks she over did it at all. She did have a slight concerned tone in her voice when she asked him.

She would suggest that they wrap things up, but would wait until he can walk on his own before they change and head out. Before he would take off to change, (which she would help him if after maybe a half hour he still had trouble) she would ask him if he would like some lunch.

Yamato’s body felt like it had been run over by a freight train. He was just thankful to be alive, even if he felt like it might be an eternity before he could easily move his limbs freely again. Well, it hadn’t been all bad. A few of those holds had been far from the worst positions he could’ve imagined himself in. And that “reward” she ended it with wasn’t half bad either.

His thoughts were disrupted as a tree branch began to poke him repeatedly. If this were a sitcom, this would probably be when they’d cue the laugh track, though the only reaction Yamato gave was a low groan. “Uuugghhh...” But he was then pulled out of the ring and placed on a chair. And moments later some cold water suddenly poured over his head, causing his body to jolt, the biggest sign of life he’d shown in well over ten minutes now. “Y-yeah, I think so...” he replied, still in a bit of a daze. “Eh...Maybe just a little...” Probably an under exaggeration, but he wasn’t about to try to tell Lita how to do her workouts. Especially not after the beating he just took, which wasn’t even meant to be any kind of punishment!

“Yeah, sure. Sounds great.” he answered when she brought up the idea of getting something to eat. By then he was at least able to get up and walk, albeit not exactly on the steadiest of legs, so he made his way back to change into some fresh clothes, which ended up being rather similar to his workout clothes. T-shirt and athletic shorts. Once he was changed, he went back out and waited for Lita so they could be on their way.

When they get back in the car she won't mention it just yet but if he didn't put the collar back on by the time they got to the restaurant she would lightly feel his neck and mention with a somewhat sarcastic tone that something was missing. On the way there she told him that when she asked him if he thought she over did it or not was a legit question. While he agreed to do whatever Lita told him to do for the week he was still only human and she would have felt terrible if he had to go to the hospital or worse. Still, she admits that she was impressed with him out there. She said something to herself out about "Maybe Kelly was right about him." referring to the phone conversation Kei and him had after the match. If he asked her about what she was talking about she would try to dodge the question.


She asked him something like Taco Bell was fine, if not anywhere else was fine since there were a few different choices near by. She wanted to avoid eating out lot but for all that went on it didn't seem like a bad thing.

Yamato went back out to the car with Lita and got in. And as Lita started driving and mentioned being serious when she’d asked if she’d overdone it in the ring, Yamato just chuckled and gave a shrug. “It’s fine, really. I’ll be alright.” He did appreciate that she seemed to actually be a bit concerned about him. But while he didn’t have much in terms of stamina, he could still take handle a bit of punishment. Growing up with Mariko had played a big part in that.

He heard Lita say something about Kei, though he wasn’t immediately sure what she meant. “Hm? What about Kelly?” he asked, though it didn’t seem she was in a hurry to answer, and dodged around the question. Yamato decided not to push any further with it, especially once Taco Bell was brought up. “Yeah, sounds great to me.” he said.

As they drew near the restaurant, he then felt Lita’s hand against his neck, and gave a slightly awkward chuckle as she brought his attention to the missing collar. He’d still been getting his thoughts back together when he’d gotten into the car, and the collar had completely slipped his mind. “S-sorry about that. Heh..” he said, before putting the collar back around his neck.

Assuming he didn't go crazy with it she would let him get whatever he wanted. Nothing out of the ordinary would happen here and after they were done it would be back on the road for them. As they got closer to the house Lita would at one point hear a siren coming from behind her as well as some flashing lights. She looked a bit startled, not expecting this to happen. She glanced down for a moment and checked the speedometer, nothing seemed out of the ordinary there. Still, she would pull over.

Yamato had simple tastes when it came to food, which was perfect considering how poor his cooking ability was. So just a couple tacos and a drink were fine for him while they were at Taco Bell. Nothing special added, nothing taken off either. Nice and simple, and easy on Lita’s wallet. And the beatdown he’d taken back at the gym had really helped him work up an appetite, so the food was scarfed down pretty quickly. And as soon as Lita was done too, they were back on the road.

However, along the way, a cop suddenly came up on them from behind. Lights, sirens, it was pretty clear they wanted Lita to pull over. Like her, Yamato’s first instinct was to check the speedometer. He was pretty sure she hadn’t been speeding, nor had she done anything else wrong as far as he knew. “Huh. Maybe it’s about a broken light or something...” he said with a shrug as they pulled over.

If Yamato was good at recalling faces and voices he could tell that the officer in question here was Daisuke.  "Hey Lita, sorry if it I startled you." "I'm ok." Lita tells her. "Is there a problem?"   "Nah not really, just checking to see if all's good with you." She tells Lita with a friendly grin.  Upon hearing that Lita lightly pokes one of Lita's breasts and tells her "My taxes pay for those lights and siren missy so behave."  Dai chuckles and is about to tell her to behave herself when she notices Yamato.  "Looks like we might have a slight problem here." She mentions while pointing to where Yamato was sitting, mostly to the part of where the seat belt would connect to the seat that he is in.