A second generation wrestling match. Takeuchi vs Haynes

Daisuke screamed in pain as the woman that he was destined to wrestle was all over him. Her breasts pressed up against him as she rubbed it against his back but made sure she kept putting pressure on his back as well as she kept pushing his head back while also putting pressure on his ankles.

The wrestling prince brought his hands up and tried to pry her hands off but it wasn't working. If anything she only tightened it up as she demanded him to acknowledge her as the better wrestler and that he submits. Daisuke brought his hands up, as if to tap out but instead he raked her eyes and she immediately let him go as she rolled away from him.

Daisuke slowly rolled onto his back before sitting up, grinning at his handy work. "Tsk, what? This isn't over...not by a long shot bitch "he hissed as he grabbed her by the hair once more, pulling her up on her feet before whipping her to the ring ropes, waiting for her as she would bounce off the ring ropes before coming back to him.

Priscilla's eyes still hurt no thanks to Daisuke's dirty move, and when she attempted to distance herself from Daisuke, he caught up with her and grabbed her by her hair, and she squealed in pain. "Aaahhhhh!!" She received no permanent injury from the eye rake, but she was still unable to see clearly, and tears could clearly be seen in her eyes as she attempted to alleviate the pain.

Then, Priscilla was whipped towards the ropes by Daisuke, and she ended up bouncing back towards Daisuke from the ropes. But, not wanting to give Daisuke the satisfaction of one-upping her, Priscilla extended out her arm, attempting to lash out that arm for a brutal lariat. Due to her blurry eyesight, it was hard to pinpoint her target, which might cause her to miss.

With the wrestling prince having resorting to such dirty tactics as to eye rake his opponent, it was no surprise that he was going to this lengths to beat this woman as there was a lot resting on this match-up. As the two separated a bit, the wrestling prince grabbed her by the hair to pull her up on her feet as he whipped her towards the ring ropes.

She bounced off them and came sprinting back to him, he could see her arm extended and perhaps her sore eyes helped the prince as her aim was slightly off. Daisuke ducked under that arm and went in behind the Hayne's wrestler before quickly wrapping his arm around her neck and squeezed it hard in a sleeperhold.

His front pressed tight against her back as he leaned into her, "It's over Priscilla, tap or go to sleep!"

Not only that she missed her target, Priscilla also got herself caught by her opponent as Daisuke wrapped his arm around her neck, squeezing it hard in a sleeper hold. Priscilla's eyes widened as she gasped, mouth opening and closing as she was put in the submission hold by her opponent. If she did not do something or anything, she would end up losing her consciousness, which would cost her this match. Such a thought deeply infuriated her, as that would mean letting this sorry excuse of a wrestler to win. She would not allow it, not after that dirty trick he had done.

"N-never!!" Priscilla rasped out. Her eyes were still feeling sore from the eye rake earlier. Knowing that staying idle might spell defeat for her, she would attempt to drive her elbow into Daisuke's side a few times, hoping to make him release her from his hold! She would strike at one particular spot to make it more painful for the man.

Daisuke ducked under that lariat and quickly caught his opponent from behind, trapping her in a sleeperhold submission move. His muscled arm wrapped tight around Priscilla's neck as he squeezed her harder and harder, while his front pressed up against her back as he leaned onto her to further add his weight on her to make it harder for her to counter his submission.

"Fine by me, then I guess you're passing out" he hissed in her ear, as he shook her up a bit left and right using his grip and continued squeezing until he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen when her elbow struck him, she continued her assault as she did this a couple of time on the same spot and with each blow his hold weakened until he released her completely and staggered back away from her, clutching his abdomen while letting out a loud moan in pain.

Priscilla gasped, frantically ramming her elbow into Daisuke's side in her attempt to get away from his hold. She's started to feel lightheaded from the hold, and if she didn't do something, she's certain that she would pass out soon. Luckily enough, thanks to her elbowing her opponent's side, she was finally released, but the hold weakened her so much she ended up on all four on the mat, gasping and panting. "Gah...*wheeze* nngh..."

Knowing that staying idle might give Daisuke a chance to recover, Priscilla quickly went over to the ropes, hoping to give herself a chance to recover first before she could give herself a chance to retaliate. She would attempt get back on her feet if she managed to reach the ropes and would need a moment to recompose herself in order to prepare for a counterattack.

She needed to clear her mind so that she could finish this fight. Considering that her opponent had been shamelessly calling himself the 'Wrestling Prince', she would gladly offer him a crown. A crown of thorn, to be exact. But for now, she needed to recover first.

After gaining the separation that she so desperately needed, both wrestles backed away from each other to catch their breaths and recover. Daisuke staggered back into the ropes as he massaged his sore abdomen while Priscilla fell on all fours and crawled to the nearby ropes to pull herself up and the two took a moment to rest up from the non stop action.

Daisuke wiped the sweat off from his face as he glared at his opponent with his teeth gritted and fists clenched."Y-you....why don't you just stay down and admit defeat?" he called out to her before slowly pushing off the ropes and walking towards her. "It's time to finish this silly little match and end this rivalry, a female from the Hayne's family can not be a worthy rival for the Takeuchi's"

As Priscilla slowly recovered, she had to listen to Daisuke's insult again, and she'd already had enough of it. "I've had enough of your unceasing insults," she growled dangerously as she let go of the rope, now standing steadily as she glared dangerously at the man before her. If her glare were like a myriad of thrown daggers, Daisuke might have already been murdered several times over, and considering how arrogant and insufferable Daisuke had been, silencing him forever sounded like an appealing idea for the raven-haired beauty. Of course, while she would never resort to such barbaric action, she would surely make him pay.

As she saw Daisuke advancing towards her, Priscilla also did the same. This time, she had one particular move in mind, and when she was getting closer to him, she would leap up before attempting to put him in a spinning headscissor while Daisuke was still standing, and a successful effort would would allow her to transition it into a combination of armbar and headscissor, which would put quite a pressure in his arm and neck. This move, Crown of Thorn, would be fitting to be used on someone who called himself the Wrestling Prince.

The wrestling prince walked towards his opponent, looking to finish this once and for all, he was looking to put her in his final submission move "The Princely Torture" and that was surely going to be the end of the match. He grinned as he walked towards her, further insulting her as he looked to finish her off with these last words. "And what are YOU exactly going to do about it? Look at yourself, pathetic" he barked at her as he got closer.

Suddenly, Priscilla leaped towards him and jumped up high! in a swift motion she wrapped her head around his head in a spinning headscissor while grabbing his arm and locking it in a vicious armbar as well as she hung over him horizontally and locked in a unique submission move.

Daisuke was shocked, his head, neck and arm feeling the pain as he let out a sharp cry before falling down on his knees. His arms were trapped as suddenly, he was trapped in this submission. "W-what is? AHHHHHH SHHIITTT AHHHH GET OFF"

Hearing Daisuke's scream after getting him trapped in Crown of Thorn was very cathartic for Priscilla, and she would tighten the hold by applying more pressure in the headscissor and armbar. Due to her position, she was suspended behind Daisuke's back. Now, he was on his knees, screaming in pain after being put in the submission hold.

"I call this Crown of Thorn..." Priscilla told Daisuke, still maintaining her hold. "Pretty fitting for someone who pompously calls himself Wrestling Prince, right? You should be honored, Daisuke... for someone who claims to be a royalty, you have to get a fitting crown," she grinned. "And being someone with big, swelling heart, I'm willing to oblige..." And then, she crooned at her opponent, "Now... why don't you tap, 'Your Majesty'?"

The referee also came, asking Daisuke the same question. Priscilla did not loosen the hold, wanting to keep him in the headscissor/armbar combo until he tapped out.