Dont judge a book by its cover.

Daisuke was a bit surprised at his opponents intensity all of a sudden as she began to power through him, pummelling him with forearm smashes to back him up in the corner leaving him a bit dazed and stunned. However, Hiroko herself was quite tired and after that sudden burst of adrenaline was finished- she backed off and fell to her knees, quickly turning her back to Daisuke to fix her outfit.

He massaged his head a bit before taking offence to her allegation "Whaa?! My fault? Next time either wear a two piece or a not so tight one piece, geez" he said before moving towards her "We're still in a wrestling match...." he said as he tried to grab her by her sweat silver hair to pull her back up on her feet

Hiroko gasped and winced as Daisuke came grabbed her by her hair, trying to force her to her feet.

"H-Hey! I'm not done yet!" She shrieked reproachfully and she tried to grab his hand. She still needed time to recover from his last attack. She was hauled to her feet, her suit peeling off her, revealing her back and and abs, stopping just above her hips. She pulled desperately at Daisuke's arm, partly to try and make him let go and partly to stop him from pulling her hair too much.

"I need more time! I can still barely breathe..." Hiroko thought to herself miserably.

Daisuke came back towards the middle, where she was down on her knees with her back turned to him. He grabbed her by her hair before yanking on it to pull her back up on her feet causing her attire to further slide down to expose her breasts, back and abs completely- now both wrestlers showing the same amount of skin from the top half of their bodies.

"Oh I think you are just about done"he grinned as he grabbed her arm tightly and attempted to whip her across the ring, towards the ropes.

Daisuke's taunting held more truth than he perhaps knew and she really was in a sorry state: exposed, flushed and drenched in sweat that plastered her hair to her face. Then Hiroko was whipped to the ropes and couldn't help but rebound off them and back towards her waiting foe. If she had been little fresher or had more time to recover she would've countered with a move of her own but she was truly exhausted.

Daisuke waited for his opponent to get back to the middle of the ring, where he would be waiting for his next move. She bounced off the ring ropes and came sprinting back, unable to stop due to the momentum, where Daisuke would simply scoop her up in his arms and hold her horizontally against his chest before falling forward and slamming her down on her back in a simple body slam.

He would shrug his shoulders with a smug grin on his face before laying across her chest and hooking her leg up for a cocky pinfall.

"One.....Two....."

Hiroko let out a little squeak as she was slammed into the canvas. She arched her back in pain only for Daisuke to hook her leg for a pin. She wanted to stay down, for it to be over. She been crushed and humiliated and she'd had enough. But just as she was about to give in completely, she saw the smug grin on his face and she forced herself to try and kick out.

"I won't give in..." She groaned "Not until... You respect me..."

As her smaller frame came dashing towards Daisuke, he easily managed to pick her up off her feet and slam her back down hard on her back in a simple body slam. *THUD* a loud sound echoed in the gym as she was slammed down hard before he attempted a pinfall to finish the job.

However, as soon as he got to two- somehow the feisty girl managed to kick out- shocking the prince as she did. "WHA? Ugh...no....no way.
" he said in disbelief as he slapped the mat in frustration.

"Hah, ME? respect YOU? Don't make me laugh kid" he said grabbing her by the hair to slowly pull her back up on her feet.

As Hiroko was dragged to her feet, she was well aware she needed a second wind. Daisuke didn't seem to want to give her that opportunity though. As she was raised to her feet, her suit slipped down even further, now in pile around her ankles. Her face burned as she was basically naked before her opponent. She wished she had more strength in her but as it was all she could do was paw at the hand pulling her hair. She tried to glare at Daisuke but there wasn't much defiance left in her gaze any more.

He grabbed her by the hair and slowly started to pull her back up on her feet with him. She was exhausted, sweaty and just a mess. On top of that she was having a wardrobe malfunction as her outfit slipped out and was down against her ankles. "Ugh....you're pathetic Hiroko..."he said giving her a disappointed look before trying to wrap his arm around her waist once more to hoist her up for a bearhug submission.

Once again Hiroko was lifted up to be squeezed again by Daisuke. The problem was, she didn't have a whole lot left to squeeze.

"Argh! I can't-" Hiroko forced her mouth shut. She was about to say "I can't take any more" but she knew that Daisuke would take it as a verbal submission. She didn't want everything she'd been through so far to have been for nothing. As she was lifted up, her swimsuit slipped off her completely. She was now totally nude and thoroughly humiliated. But even so she refused to give up. If she did, she'd just prove every vile thing Daisuke had said to her so far. But the will to endure did not extend to the rest of her body and Daisuke's draining attacks left her with next to no strength at all. The best she could manage was to push at Daisuke's arm and desperately squirm in the hold.