Training Date

Alaina rolled off Bryan, still hurting but rejuvenated by the fact that she finally snuck in some offense to stem the tide of her sexy boyfriends momentum! Alaina got up to her feet and tried to pull Bryan up by the arm, making sure to leave his mid-section exposed. Alaina kept hold of Bryan and rammed her knee into his sternum twice before holding Bryan as if she were going to deliver a suplex! "Time to go up Bry-Bry...."

Alaina bent down then lift up, hoping to lift Bryan up and hold him straight up and walk around the ring a few steps! If Alaina could pull this off she would bring him crashing back down with a devastating jackhammer! She loved that move and knew it would hurt, although being on top of a sweaty Bryan was far more appealing to her than inflicting pain on her man....

Flattened beneath the hefty and surprisingly aerodynamic Amazon, Bryan let out a throaty groan from having the wind knocked out of his sails. Normally catching your girlfriend in your arms was supposed to be a romantic gesture. An idea that didn't seem to hold much credence in the wrestling world...

Bryan unwillingly coalesced to being brought back up to his feet, barely getting his bearings once more before Alaina would drive her knee into his washboard abs. The model athlete lurching forward with each strike before being hoisted upside down with startling ease.

"Whoa jeez..." Bryan remained ramrod straight while being paraded around the ring, already starting to feel the dizzying effects of the blood rushin to his head before being slammed spine first in the destructive powerslam!! The model athlete remained motionless aside from his heaving pectoralis beneath the monstrously strong Amazon, his face sewn shut from the stunning impact and in groaning discomfort from the ring shaking slam.

Alaina stayed on top of Bryan, something she didn't mind at all, only to pin him instead of something else more suited for the bedroom! She hooked his leg and slapped the mat once with a free hand! "There is one, I know you have fight left in you Bryan..." Alaina said as she initiated her own count!

She didn't want to hurt Bryan but part of her stubborn pride as a champ kept her from wanting to go easy on him. She wrestled to win, and be the absolute best. That meant her boyfriend couldn't possibly hold bragging rights over her. She would normally wonder if her mindset was a healthy one for a relationship, but she was inside a ring and her most forefront thoughts were of how to leave the ring victorious...

"Huh, whozat..." Bryan's fluttering eyes started getting more light in his hazy vision before he remembered where he was. Pinned down to the mat beneath the muscled and curvaceous frame of his Amazonian lady friend. Recognizing the pinning predicament after her self applied two count, Bryan would scrounge up the will power to raise an arm and regretfully dislodge her heaving her chest rubbing on top of him. That part he didn't mind so much.

"Aww...what happened to Bry-Bry....I was just starting to get used to that...heh..." Bryan teasingly uttered to show Alaina he was in good spirits and still up for continuing the match despite being more than a little banged up. It hadn't occurred to Bryan until after he started regaining his senses from the Amazon's dominant show of strength, but he's never actually been in the ring with someone who could bench press him over her head. A least not until today anyway, and due to that uncomfortable truth, the model athlete may be needing to rethink his strategy going forward if he didn't want to be slammed all over the ring all day.

Alaina got off Bryan as he kicked out of the pin, but she didn't want to leave him to gather his strength. "All right then Bry-Bry, but now its time to go bye-bye!" Alaina said in a worn out but enthusiastic way, yanking Bryan up by the arm and keeping hold of it as she planted her feet and tried to send him flying into the corner as hard as she could!

Alaina wasn't going to give an immediate, rushed chase. She would move after him at a fast walk. No more nasty surprises, or so she hoped. Alaina wanted to show Bryan what it took to be a champ, and part of her wanted to end this match sooner rather than later because all this rolling around with him was getting her fired up. Maybe she could talk Bryan into giving her a victory body rub after she slammed him around a bit more, and in return she knew jus what to do for him...

Hoisted back to his groggy feet with startling ease, Bryan sense of equilibrium was only just returning to him before the Amazon sort of forced it back upon him. The model athlete's wavering stance picking up major momentum once the Amazon flung him across the ring. Bryan's well-maintained hairstyle wafting in the breeze before he spun in place to once again have himself crash back first into the turnbuckle, that side of the corner briefly reverberating from the impact.

"Nnngh!!" Bryan groaned from the rekindled pain in his spine, his legs kicking out wildly before slumping down with his hands firmly grasping the top ropes to his sides. The lingering back aches from Alaina's powerslam made countering her approach to him vastly more difficult this time, the model athlete resorting to biding his time and hopefully enduring his Amazonian girlfriends control over the increasingly competitive and sensual spar.

Alaina moved in and tried to lift Bryan to a sitting position on the top rope. With a chuckle, Alaina herself climbed the ropes and got to a sitting position on Bryans shoulders! As she nestled herself in place she wiggled her hips, giggling a bit as she thought of where Bryans mouth was situated. She may have to incorporate that into her plans later....

Alaina tried to wrap her legs around his head, leaning back in an attemp to deliver a top rope hurricanrana to her boyfriend! If this hit, Alaina was confident that she would have Bryan in a very bad spot, ripe for a strong submission hold. If this failed, then Alaina was the one in trouble.

Propped up on the top turnbuckle while he was in a bit of stunned daze from the back pains, Bryan knew the sudden sense of elevation couldn't be a good sign. The model athlete assuming correctly when all of a sudden he felt a pair of thick, muscled thighs clench down on his head. With his flustered face snugly nestled against Alaina's crotch, Bryan groaned into the sweaty confines between her legs with one hand actually coping a firm squeeze of her backside.

Bryan's roving hands helping more to keep Alaina's balance than get anything else, a show of concern for her well-being even while enjoying the view before the world would go all topsy turvy. The model athlete being flipped off his perch to crash once more on his spine, flying off the top turnbuckle to land practically in the middle of the ring. Bryan recoiled and arched his back before slumping down face first against the canvas. Discombobulated and disheveled, Bryan fought through the dizzy spells and back pains to push himself up to his hands and knees. Trying to show signs of life and conjure up ways to bring the fight right back to her...

Alaina grinned a bit as she felt the grasp of Bryans hand on her backside, although that didn't last long as she managed to pull off the hurricanrana from the top rope! Alaina worked her way up again, eyeing Bryan as if he were prey while she was the predator. Alaina saw Bryan getting up to his hands and knees. She didn't want to allow him to get all the way up to a vertical base. The more freedom Bryan was allowed to have, the more dangerous he was inside that ring. Alaina was no agility slouch, and packed a lot of power but Bryan was the more nimble of the two wrestlers in between the ropes. That was a talent Alaina had to nullify.

Alaina moved towards Bryan and jumped, angling her feet down to aim a running low dropkick right into his side! She may have been kicking a man while he was down, but the strategic need for such a move prompted Alaina to act. She wasn't called an amazon because she was soft on opponents in the ring after all...

Discombobulated and generally not entirely aware of where he currently was in the ring, Bryan feverishly shook his head to try and regain his senses in between wiping away the stinging sweat from his eyes. Tangling with Alaina was becoming similar to bullfighting. An immense amount of strength with enough speed behind her to make you rethink ever getting into the ring with her in first place.

Bryan scrunched his face from the throbbing back pains still not having quite settled down yet, though thankfully in his disheveled state he could still make out the encroaching steps of his Amazonian lady friend making her way towards him. His toned muscles ached and his head still hasn't quite stopped spinning, but the adrenaline soaked tension from being Alaina's literal boy toy for her to chuck around compelled Bryan to act brashly, swiftly, and without much thought put into it.

Once the Amazon was a few feet away, the model athlete would instinctively dash up to Alaina and tightly coil his arms around her slender midsection. Compressing their sweat-glistened frames together in the clenching hug and panting warm breaths down her neck, Bryan would yell out loud before hoisting Alaina as high as he could muster and implanting her backside on his waiting knee in an atomic drop!!