Dont judge a book by its cover.

Daisuke let out a small grunt as well when he ran forward and smacked her back into the corner turnbuckle, although he was a bit surprised when she still held onto him albeit weakly. Her head resting against his as her arms fell to her side but her legs still hugged his waist before she shook her head and once again wrapped her arms around his head.

"Ughh let go already...FINE" he growled as he walked back, while her body still sticking onto his, he wrapped his arms around her waist to give her a tight squeeze as he attempted to lock in a bearhug submission.

Hiroko groaned as the Daisuke's powerful arms tightened around her waist. Wincing with pain, she moved her arms to try and pry open Daisuke's crushing embrace. But Hiroko could already feel herself weakening in her opponent's draining hold. Her legs slipped off Daisuke's waist, dangling slightly above the ground. Between straining to escape and the closeness between the two wrestlers, Hiroko was beginning to feel very warm which didn't help her energy levels. She wiped the sweat from her brow, the arm flopped to her side afterward.

"I'm not... I'm not giving up." she muttered weakly as she tried her best to stare defiantly into Daisuke's eyes.

The tide of the match once again turned as Daisuke locked in a powerful bearhug, his arms squeezing her body as hard as he could as he dragged the two of them back to the middle of the ring, where he held onto her and squeezed her body. Her legs were dangling slightly above the ground as her body grinded against his, her breasts against his pecs as he looked directly into her defiant eyes.

"Hmph tough talk. Face it rookie, this isn't for you. This is a real wrestling ring" he snarled as he squeezed her harder, whilst shaking her body to see if she was still conscious or not. Their bodies were warm and starting to sweat as the gym ring was all getting a bit musty.

She wailed as Daisuke squeezed her tightly against him. Desperately, she tried to reach for the ropes only for Daisuke to cruelly snatch that hope away from her and carry her to middle of the ring where there was no escape. Her breaths came short and sharp, trying to get air back her lungs but Daisuke's grip forced the air out of her body with brutal efficiency. When Daisuke squeezed even tighter, she couldn't manage a wail, only strained groan. Her limbs flailed as he shook her like a rag doll. Even worse, since they were pressed so close together, his shaking began to push and loosen the zips on her gear, leaving more and more of her flesh exposed. If he did it again she was worried it would come undone completely but she was so drained she could barely lift her arms, let alone force herself loose.

"I am a real wrestler... I am!" Even through the pain she desperately wanted to prove herself, even to someone like him. Especially to someone like him.

Daisuke was brimming with confidence once again, truth be told, this girl gave him a bit of a scare in the beginning when she was doing quite well against him but he managed to power his way through and catch her in a bearhug- where she seemed to be struggling quite alot- however she still would refuse to submit to the prince.

He kept squeezing and shaking her body, the loose zipper from her one piece slowly zipping down to expose some of her chest, which Daisuke saw and blushed massively but quickly moved his gaze up to her face to avoid any distractions.

"Dont be stubborn Hiroko- admit you're being outclassed by a true wrestler. Look at yourself- you reek of sweat and you're exhausted....just give up and admit who the better wrestler is, stop embarrassing yourself" he said while holding her in the bearhug

Daisuke was right. She was exhausted: in fact it was a struggle for her to stay conscious. She desperately needed to escape or he was going to squeeze every last drop of fighting spirit from her body however, he had already come pretty close to doing just that. Hiroko's limbs felt like lead weights, she seeing stars and her cheeks flushed crimson from embarrassment and the heat.

A part of her just wanted to give up, accept her inferiority just so it could end. But something in her spirit still burned, and it balked at the idea of admitting defeat to someone like him. She tried to focus on that part of her and drawing up the very last of her strength, she forced her arm back and let loose with a forearm to the chin. Maybe it wouldn't be enough to make Daisuke let her go, but she was going to show him that she had the heart and resolve to be defiant to the end.

The wrestling prince grinned in satisfaction as he felt that the submission was coming soon and when it did, it was time to gloat all over the rookie girl who thought she was going to be a somebody. Still, he was defiant till the end and remained silent after Daisuke's speech or perhaps it was his squeezing that was taking its toll on her body.

In any case, her body leaned against his as she was probably feeling light headed. However, in a sudden twist her arm arched back and then suddenly let loose a forearm to his chin, which didn't pack a great punch but it caught him off guard and staggered him a bit causing him to release her while taking a few steps back.

"Uggh!" he grunted, rubbing his chin before turning his gaze back to his opponent and saw her zip opened up a bit too much. He blushed a bit before pointing at it "Mngh, zip that up you perv" he snapped at her, as they shared a bit of an awkward moment.

Hiroko blushed furiously. Whacking Daisuke had been the last straw for her suit. Zip had come undone completely and her breasts spilled out of her suit. She was silent for a moment before once again rearing back her arm and clocking Daisuke again.

"YOU! BIG! JERK!" Shame had stoked the fire in her spirit and she flailed and pummeled Daisuke. Unfortunately, Daisuke had taken a lot of her and the blows weren't particularly strong. But still she was furious! Things like this had happened before when she was training but it had always been with other girls and none of them had ever called her a perv.

The moment was awkward to say the least as the two of them just stood infront of each other before Daisuke took a swipe at her as her cute,perky breasts were a bit exposed to the unzipping of her wrestling attire. As her mocked her for showing a bit too much, she got enraged and began to reel in a couple of more forearm shots at him.

"Mngh Ow,Ow,Ow" he grunted as he was backed up into the corner, his back resting against the corner turnbuckle as he shook his head to get his head back in the match.

She took some satisfaction out of backing him into the corner. Once she did she took a few steps back and as the anger and adrenaline faded she fell to her knees, breathing heavily. Daisuke's bearhug had sapped her of her most of her strength and it was going to take some time recover, which was probably a luxury she didn't have. Still, she needed to take care of the matter at hand so she turned away from Daisuke and began to try and zip up her suit. Unfortunately, the heat had made some parts of her body expand a little and her chest was heaving so she could get some air back in her to recover from that bearhug. Her gear was pretty tight anyways (hence why she normally left it unzipped a little bit) so she was having quite a bit of trouble cramming herself back into her swimsuit.

"This all your fault!" she shouted moodily over her shoulder. She couldn't believe she'd given him eyeful! At least it wasn't in front of a full crowd...