Reignition [Killcarrion]

Asuka's counter-attack began! With a heavy bang as her perfect rear smacked down onto the mat and her shoulder jolted against the chin of Gwendolyn, getting the blond beauty to shut up quite literally as she drove her down a few pegs with that mighty stunner! As soon those arms left her neck the raven haired Asuka began to cough and would start to push herself up to her feet, getting a few steps away from Gwendolyn as her hands went up around her neck. She'd rub it lightly as she took in as much air as she could.

" If you're soooo damn great and a lot better than me, then It won't be difficult to win this spar! So stop talking and start fighting." Asuka let out as she'd move backwards towards the ropes, waiting for Gwendolyn to start and get up towards her knees. Where Asuka would proceed and try to run off towards Gwendolyn at full speed, aiming to jump up a bit off of the mat and bring her feet up as she'd try and hit Gwendolyn square in the face with the soles of her shoes for a quick but deadly drop kick! Straight to the Imperial rose's nose!

Echoing encouragement and chanting from Gwens worried entourage came through muffled and nigh incomprehensible over the ringing bells in her ears after having her jaw slammed down upon Asukas shoulder. Asuka was proving herself to be just as much of a troublesome nuisance that Gwendolyn remembered her from her inaugural match. Persistently defiant with an inherent knack for countering Gwen just when she was on the cusp of establishing a dominant foothold in the match. A trait that Gwendolyn may have found admirable in her raven-haired rival if she was not the one who was consistently on the receiving end of it.

Gwen cupped her sore chin while rolling over to her sides, lethargically raising herself back up to her knees while taking her time to recover from the ring shaking stunner. The soreness in her jaw making her incapable of responding to Asukas taunts, though hearing her voice did give Gwen a rough approximation of where she was after having lost sight of her. Once she did peer upward to face the troublesome falcon, her first sight would be the treads underneath Asukas wrestling boots before having her posh face slammed into by the flying dropkick.

"Pwagh!!" The heiress would be knocked off her vertical base once more and be propelled backward to an emphatic thud against the canvas. She remained splayed out until one of her hands would shield and soothe her cringing face while she attempted to lethargically bring herself into a seated position while balancing against her other arm. Frustration building within her...

Asuka's feet smacked right into Gwendolyn's head and got the blond to crash right down onto her back, Asuka herself crashed down onto her side but she was quick to roll her body up into a ball and then kip up right onto her feet. Jumping lightly on her toes as she stood up and looked on at the downed Gwendolyn...

" Oh I see, not so cocky when you've just eaten boot ?" Asuka let out with a rather cocky but still angry tone of voice. The raven haired beauty would start to move in towards Gwendolyn's head, attempting to grab a hold of the girl's arms and pull them off of her face, as she'd try and slip her firm and strong thighs around Gwendolyn's golden haired head. Asuka'd attempt to place Gwendolyn into a firm headscissor as she'd drop down onto her side.

With her rear just a few inches away from Gwendolyn's head as her front was facing downwards to the busty blond's own frame, she'd reach backwards to grab a handful of Gwendolyn's hair and pull the girl's face closer towards her own rear, wanting to humiliate Gwendolyn just as the girl had done to Asuka with her breasts. Asuka would squeeze tightly with those strong legs of her, attempting to punish Gwendolyn's head, almost as if she trying to crush that melon of a skull!

The dazing repercussions of Asuka's incessant attacks were still lingering well after having the heiress had been knocked back down to the canvas. The heiress groaned into the palm of her hand that was shielding her damaged visage as she gradually propped herself back up into a seated position. Gwen was only just starting to see straight once more through the blurry images before she felt Asuka swat her own hands away and apply a constricting head scissors.

"Hugah!!" Gwen flinched considerably from the sudden constraint around her head, tipping over to lie alongside Asuka when she collapsed to the canvas herself. The pressure from the toned thighs bearing down on her was already starting to wear her down, the heiress scrunching her face as she clawed at the oppressive legs for some manner of relief. Not even daring to notice how precariously close her face was to Asukas' rear until the Red Falcon purposefully shoved her reddened face into her pert rump.

Humiliated and debased by Asuka's heinous act, Gwen muffled groans into her rear would be intensified along with her struggles to free herself!! Eventually the heiress' squirming resistance would whittle down as if she were succumbing to the draining headscissors, going limp as she laid against the canvas...though in actuality she would be coordinating her efforts to spring her own legs up and ensnare Asuka's head between her own muscled thighs!! Gwen would clamp down tightly with her own squeezing head scissors, having Asukas face be intimately close with Gwens crotch in the process.

The struggles of Gwendolyn at this point was more of an annoyance than any actual threat....is what one would want to say, but Asuka was certainly feeling the struggling beauty making things harder and harder for the lovely raven haired woman...though with each passing second it seemed to weaken Gwendolyn more and more and soon enough her struggles ceased completly.

" Haha, Done already ? How sad! I was expecting more of a FiAaghmph!" Asuka was cut off mid sentence as she soon felt the lovely legs of her rival and foe wrap around her skull and pull her into a head scissor of her own. A blush would appear on Asuka's face as the red falcon noticed the position her face was in. She wiggled and struggled as she tried to also increase the pressure of her thighs on Gwendolyn's head!

Clamping down tightly on Asuka's entrapped head, the heiress would cross her dainty ankles from the excess amount of squeezing pressure she brought to the headscissors. Her own blushing visage was thankfully hard to notice from having her posh facial features stuffed against her opponents shapely butt cheeks, but it wasn't any less appalling to be treated in this undignified manner.

The Red Falcon's squirming struggles to break free were eventually gaining her some leeway, and compelled Gwen to wrap her arms around Asuka's slim waist to settle down her incessant fidgeting. Gwen would rock them both over to their sides and have the ensnared pair roll several times before landing on Asuka's back.

The sweltering embrace from their shared body heat in the dual head scissors hold brought a fresh sheen of sweat to the flustered heiress. The shuffling around had jostled Gwen's curly head tantalizingly closer to Asuka's own crotch, the heiress unaware of this re-positioning and groaning meekly into her mound from the dizzying tumble around the ring. As demeaning as it was for the heiress to be in this position, she recognized that this was a battle of attrition that her mountainous pride prevented her from conceding to her pony-tailed adversary!

The double hold from the pair of rivals was without a doubt a hot one, in more ways than one, they rolled around and struggled as they were struggling the best they could to fight against one another and attempt to best the fellow wrestler in this struggle of strength, stubbornness and skill. Neither was willing to back down and it looked to be evident that a winner in this confrontation. Asuka ended up on her back after a few rolls, but as soon as that happened she would attempt to rock herself from left to right and then try and pull them around so that she was on top.

Letting out a loud huff and muffled noises of struggle, groaning and moaning as she kept struggling against her rival....sweat building as her face reddened more and more from the pressure and embarrassment. She coughed out a bit against Gwendolyn's rear...squinting her eyes as the red falcon would decided to attempt and use her right arm for a better purpose, attempting to curl it into a fist so that she could attempt and hammer it down against the side of her blond foe! Trying to incentivise the Imperial rose to release the Red Falcon from her thorns! All the while keeping up her own talon grip around the very flower that was her foe's pretty head!

Despite all of the fervent struggling and jockeying for position, neither Gwen nor Asuka were apparently making headway in the their stubborn war of attrition. For all of their intensified efforts to clamp down on the headscissors, the pair appeared to be locked into what was assuredly an equivalent deadlock. An obvious stalemate, if their were a referee in the ring to call it as such, and one that Gwen's entourage at ringside and any onlookers could determine as well. Instead they had to gaze on in bewilderment, scratching their heads at the bizarre sight of both Asuka and Gwen fumbling and rolling around the ring until eventually they would roll out of the bottom ropes to a resounding thud.

"Yah!!" Gwen yelped from collapsing at ringside, jostling herself free from Asuka while also relenting on her own head-scissors as well. She rubbed the back of her head with a wincing expression, panting profusely now that she had her face dislodged from the Red Falcons rump. Flustered and annoyed from being subjected to the demeaning smother, Gwen promptly righted herself back to her feet and set to the task of preening herself by adjusting her outfit and flicking her golden curls over her shoulder.

"Hmmph...There. Now that I've emerged triumphant once more, I'd venture to guess we can finally put to bed any lingering doubt as to who the better competitor is~..." Gwen pompously stated without even bothering to look down at Asuka, all while she attempted to recompose her regal stature and clearly attempt to chock this one up as a win for her.

Asuka and Gwen's struggle was real, each of the lovely girl's tried to squeeze the life out of each other with their sweaty but very lovely legs, rolling around in a rather comical display to each try and gain control over each other. Before soon enough they rolled right out of the ring and crashed right down onto the unforgiving mats outside of the ring. A thud echoed through the gym as heads turned...

" Auh!" Asuka yelped from the collapse as the two young women started to dislodge themselves from each other. Asuka pushed her face out from the Imperial Roses rear, her cheeks were flushed and she was frankly quite annoyed...she began to move herself up not too far away from Gwendolyn but as the woman was speaking out those cocky words of hers there was just no way that Asuka could take that, besides! This wasn't over by a long shot!

Bending her legs slightly, Asuka would attempt to swing her leg right up towards the back of Gwendolyn's skull! Attempting to practically drive her foot through that skull and send Gwen right into the side of the ring! " Shut the hell up dammit! We aren't finished until I get my rematch! You damn pig." Asuka began to bark out at her practically hated nemesis.

Primping herself up with meticulous care towards her sparring outfit and illustrious golden curls, the heiress had earnestly believed she had proven her point after she had so clearly been in dominant control for the majority of the spar. It was only through the briefest of glimpses out of the corner of her eye that she spied her boorish rival reeling back one of her kicks. The heiress miraculously stumbling back into the arms of several members of her entourage behind her after having so narrowly avoided having her head walloped!!

"Why...you...impertinent...contemptible excuse for a bag lady..." Gwen seethed through clenched teeth as she began to approach Asuka with a feral gleam in her eye, though her forward progress would be halted by her employees holding her back.

"We-We should really move on to your next scheduled appointment, Madam Bettenourt!!" Her track-suited lackeys nervously uttered while wrapping their arms around Gwen's waist and arms as they began motioning themselves towards the exit. The heiress putting up a remarkably ferocious fight before they eventually burst through the exiting doors. Another pair of her cronies would hold back Asuka as well, at least until the riled up heiress was safely removed from the gymnasium. Acting on their own may have been hazardous to their future in the company, but they were also given instructions from those of higher prominence in the company to act on their accord in emergencies and should Gwendolyn be incapable of making rational decisions...