Training her body(Psychopatrick88 and ShadowofIce)

Masane couldn't get away in time, and ended up getting kneed hard in the crotch. She yelped loudly before falling to her knees, and down to the ground bent over, clutching herself between the legs with her body shivering softly. She whimpered in pain, not expecting her to play dirty like that.

A small laugh came from Seraphim's lips as she managed to strike hard and true, finding that she had surprised herself even in striking this girl who had been so hard to hit. She was good, but now Seraphim had the advantage and she wasn't going to let her rest. Though her gut still was sore, it wasn't enough to stop Seraphim, her mentallity for ignoring the pain still strong as she continued to press on, and quite literally she was about to press something.

Stepping over to Masane, Seraphim carried herself with a strong confidence, finding her chance, her oppurtunity to make this girl beg. Without giving Masane a chance to gather herself, not at all caring for the pain that wracked her womanhood, Seraphim lashed her hand out to the girl, attempting to grab her by the neck with just one hand, even possessing enough strength to pull her too her feet and a few inches from the mat. Her grip was powerful, and she had begun strangling the girl. Thankfully, there was just enough to breath, as Seraphim didn't press so strongly into her throat, making her just suffer with what little breath she could have.

And even worse, this was just the start to what she had planned for her attack, setting up to use one of her hentai attacks.

Masane gasped as she was grabbed around the neck, and started to choke a little as she was lifted up to her feet. Her body was still wracked with pain from the kick to her sex, and was jsut focused with prying Seraphim's hands from her neck. She had an idea this woman was rough, but this.. this was something else. She clenched her teeth, trying to pull away from her and if she didn't do something fast enough, Masane would start sending fierce strikes aimed at her arm that was holding her up.

With a grip that was unshakable, Seraphim kept her hold tight, but still trying to find that right spot where she wasn't killing the girl through suffocation. No, this wasn't an attempt to take all the air from her lungs, but just enough to make the feeling she was about to bring much more sadistically pleasing. Erotic asphyxiation was the term, finding pleasure while you were having a lack of oxygen, making it all that much more euphoric.

Masane's strikes had met there mark, even bruising Seraphim's forearm some and making her flinch every now and then, but her grip remained true, her arm like a mechanical clamp; unbreakable and locked, leaving the girl still a few inches from the ground as Seraphim made her attempt to do something next, using her other hand while Masane pummeled the one gripping her neck.

"Hey... don't be so blue." She said with a pained smirk as she subtly called out her attack, a sadistic deviance crossing her features as she tried not to flinch from the pain her arm was receiving, the other going low... right between the girl's legs. Going strait for her sex, Seraphim's fingertips glided roughly on her crotch, going past it as her palm was pressed into her, being extremely forceful and rough. Then, she would clamp down with that hand, squeezing hard between the girl's rear and her pussy right between her legs, not looking to make this too pleasing, but certainly mixing the border of pain and pleasure.

"Ackk... ghnn..." Her face was starting to grow red a bit as she couldn't seem to free herself from Seraphim's grasp, and then squealed with what breath she had as the woman clamped between her legs, and kicked her legs uncontrollably. "Ackk... l..let... go..." She choked out, her face growing redder as she started clamping down on her already sore sex.

"Ghnr... l..lets see... how you like it.." She gasped, and tried to swing a kick as fiercely as she could muster towards Seraphim's sex.

Seraphim's hand remained tightly clutching between the girl's legs, her thumb beginning to press between the folds of her fabric of her pants, ready to strip her down and explore her womanhood while she choked her. But before Seraphim could get too far, the expression of her sadistic grin vanished completely when Masane lashed out a desperate attack, hitting it's mark with perfect accuracy.

Her smile vanished, Seraphim's eye widened in shock, and her jaw slackened as she didn't even let out a single word, immediattly releasing the girl right then and there while she collapsed to her knees instantly. Her whole body trembled for a moment, and both hands dove right between her legs, favoring her precious sex, as her fingers and palms pressed against the leather fabric of her pants, quickly rubbing the aching place that screamed out in a pain Seraphim couldn't ignore. As much as it hurt though, there was the betraying feel of faint pleasure from the contact there, but all the same, it didn't change the fact that Seraphim's sweat covered body was now on it's knees, panting for breath with her mouth opened, looking down at herself right at her crotch that pulsed with the painful yet stimulating feel.

Masane dropped down to her rear after she was let go and was coughing weakly as she tried to regain her breath. She saw her opponent down on her knees, and tried to take advantage, despite her own body being sore, and would try to scoot herself forward on her back, and push her feet on her shoulders to make her fall down, and then, swallowing nervously, she would try to slide her pants, skirt, or whatever she was wearing at the time down and off her legs.

((Leather pants as I mentioned earlier. ;xD Picture is in her profile of course~))

There was still plenty of fight left in Seraphim, she would never fall from just one blow. But for the moment, she needed time to get over this terrible mix of pain and strange pleasure that pulsed through her womanhood, clearly aching from it as her hands continued to rub along it and clutch down on it, taking deep breaths as she tried to sooth the pain.

When Masane approached her, Seraphim tried to get up, but found herself still not over the pain yet, and was quickly sent forward to the mat, not at all hurt from it, but unable to keep herself upright as she fell forth, her chin and breasts smacking into the mat with a light thud. She just focused on soothing her pain though, nothing else though, her hands hidden now between her crotch and the mat, gritting her teeth in frustration as she slowly felt herself recovering. Before that chance came though, her eye widened some as she felt a tug coming from her tight, leather pants. It was difficult to come off since it hugged her hips so tightly, and the straps around her upper thighs and the button on the front had helped keep it secure, but it was starting to give way just a little. The pants never came off, at least not yet as they proved to be on much more securly than one would think, but it did expose from just barely above the crotch her panties underneath. Light blue nearly cyan colored, they also hugged her curves tightly, tied at the sides of her hips too in two laces to keep them on, they made her completely different to see such a soft and delicate pair of underwear being worn by a girl so rough and filled with pride. But again, her leather pants didn't come off, not with the straps holding it down.

"Wh-What the Hell? Oh no you don't!" Flustered at the attempt of being stripped down, Seraphim started to kick her legs outwards while the girl was pulling. Wild and not entirely accurate, but probably enough to shake her off as Seraphim tried to turn her body and then throw a few more kicks while she was down on the mat, doing all she could in a desperate attempt to shake her off.

Masane stopped tugging when she saw what she was wearing underneath, but unfortunately she wouldn't get to look for long as Seraphim suddenly sprung back to life, and started kicking at her. Fearing getting kicked in her sex again, she quickly let go and rolled backwards, landing on her knees and standing up a bit, still a little pink at what she saw.

"Um... nice.. choice of attire." She tried to compliment.

At first when she heard those words, Seraphim thought the girl had meant her leather pants and the straps that kept it guarded, recieving a compliment since it had prevented her from cleanly pulling it off. But, as Seraphim rolled over and sat up, looking at the girl to see her a little pink around the cheeks, Seraphim looked back down to notice how low her pants had been pulled down. Imediattly she reddened once more and quickly pulled it up, getting to her feet as she did. Her crotch was still sore, and was probably going to ache all day now, but it was no longer enough to keep her down, as Seraphim managed to stand once more.

She felt there was still plenty left in her, but she was getting just a little exhaustion up to this point, having a feeling this match was going to go on much longer than intended
...and maybe more revealing too.

"Wish I could say the same... but you're going commando under there, arn't you?" Seraphim said with a pained smirk, trying to toughen it out despite the trembling pain that still lingered between her legs as one hand still tenderly tried to sooth it before she would get herself ready to fight some more. She decided to stand her ground right now, her elegant curves and pale but soft skin starting to glisten with sweat, and from beneath her grey, sleeveless vest, her breasts beginning to grow just a little firm after their moment they briefly had. She tried not to let it go to her head, and instead stood focused once again.