On The Battlefield - Grace Taylin vs. Manami "Wolf Girl" Kuroda

That was true for the most part. Manami did have some issues - or at least that’s what people called them - but she always made it a point to not ignore. Rather, they became part of her personality. Let them fortify her mind and fully embrace them as a sideeffect of her distasteful hobbies and lifestyle.

“Well, don't we all?” Manami said, cranking the hold for as much as she could. “But I’d say yours are much bigger than mine right now.”

She took a moment to admire the structure. Nice and lean. The kind she liked to experiment with most. There would be time for that later, however. Right now, she was interested in just how loudly this pinkette could squeal. Probably not as impressively as the last one, but she might as well start getting acquainted. They would be spending all night together, after all. Quickly, she’d spin around and plant herself firmly on Grace’s back and put her into a single leg Boston Crab.

Grace grunted in pain as Manami stretched her leg into a single boston crab. The pinkette gritted her teeth, not giving the pleasure of hearing her squeal. If this girl couldn't even display a tiny bit of manners then why should she?

Enduring the pain, Grace began to crawl towards the ropes, aiming to reach the ropes and get a rope break.
A bitch this woman maybe, but surely she wasn't stupid.

“Tch.”

This woman wasn’t dumb. That realization had just started to dawn on Manami. She remained calm and collected no matter the situation, and she seemed to have her own experience with submission holds. She knew the Wolf Girl wouldn’t be able to keep her immobile in a single leg Boston Crab, now that she had a leg free. Slowly but surely, she began to work towards the ropes and Manami could only glower as she momentarily increased the torque.

Milking the hold clearly wasn’t going to get her anywhere. A change of strategy was needed. Dropping the leg and spinning around as quick as she could on the woman’s back, she’d move to stop Grace in her tracks by applying a rear naked chokehold. She’d dig in deep, pressing their bodies together as close as she could, not wanting to give the pinkette an inch.

For Manami however, changing her strategy may have made things a little easier. Grace noted the release of her leg and spinning around, it alerted her to what Manami was planning, and she was prepared for it.
The moment Manami put her in a rear naked chokehold, she used one hand to grab onto the wrist behind her head while her other hand grabbed onto Manami's hand and pulled it over her head. She slipped it underneath her arm and trapped it there before she grabbed her other arm and popped it over her shoulder, effectively reversing Manami's rear naked chokehold into a straight arm lock against her.

Manami was convinced that this would be the point where things would turn in her favor. She could already see Grace’s tired body leaning against the ropes, desperately crawling away, reaching a hand out for dear life. It all seemed so close and so easy. The wolf almost forgot how skilled her opponent actually was.

Silly her.

“Damn-”

She actually managed to reverse it. This girl was one that kept her wits about her, that much was obvious. Manami gritted her teeth as the armbar set in. She bore with it, content to struggle a little longer and attempt to break the hold. This girl may be skilled, but her strength couldn’t be sufficient to keep the wolf tied up like this.

"Yes Damn indeed." Grace laughed as she tightened the hold. Manami was clearly not making things easy for her, but she'll show her. She continued to apply pressure on Manami's arm for a while more before she released her.

Her playful nature coming on. Grace released the hold on purpose to drag the match on. For Grace, winning is important, but having fun was more so. Getting back up quickly, she put up a fighting stance.
"Come on! The crowd would get bored if you don't get to show off." She said to her opponent. It might seem a little rude to Manami, but Grace honestly had nothing against her and just saw it as fun.

Manami gritted her teeth as she continued thinking of a way to fight the hold. The pinkette had her locked in pretty good. The reversal wasn’t done by an ameatur, that was for sure. She snaked her other arm around, maybe go for a single arm chokehold of some kind. And then, all of a sudden, Grace released the hold.

It was a tad perplexing, why someone would willingly lose their momentum, until she heard her opponent’s boast. It got a chuckle out of her. This one knew how to have fun, at least. How to toy with your opponent and keep them guessing. It was quite the turn on, even.

“Hmm. I like you, Grace. You might end up being the best captive I’ve ever had.”

With that, Manami would come in quick, dashing forward and looking to take her prey down in one swoop. Coming in low, she’d wrap her arms around Grace and move to perform a belly-to-belly suplex.

Grace readied herself as soon as Manami came dashing in. The pinkette was caught off guard when Manami went low and wrapped her arms around her and gave her a belly to belly suplex.

"Ufgh!" She grunted out in pain as her back hit the ground. The moment Manami released her, she would roll away to gain some distance, scolding herself for taking her too lightly. A match could be fun, but it was still serious business.