Ryo Kamiya vs Ashley Anderson

Ashley felt like she had as much control over Ryo as she could possibly have over a man, grinding her covered crotch against his face as she turned his abs into pudding with her fists. She was too horned up not to take some personal enjoyment from having the last wrestle angel trembling beneath her pert ass, and briefly relished the sensation of his hands as they glided over her body, searching for escape.

As he grasped at her clothing, however, Ashley snapped out of her reverie and grew more aware of how much leverage he actually had. Even with his arms partially pinned beneath her thighs, he had enough reach to get his hands into some important places. He could do what actually made sense, and repay her for the claw marks on his back by digging his nails into her sides...or he could be Ryo, and try to unbutton her pants. Even a little tickling across her exposed ribs might do the trick, not that it would ever be the first instinct for a wrestler.

Whatever the case, Ashley accepted that she wasn't going to be able to knock him out here, and decided to stay a step ahead of him. She stood up, freeing Ryo to breathe as she moved to stand right above his head, locking it into place with his neck wedged tightly between her ankles. Once they were in position, Ashley rotated her hips and twisted her body 90 degrees, wrenching his neck sharply as his head was forced to rotate with her!

Cmon, cmon, find something to grab, embarrass her somehow, cmo-AIR!

Ryo had been scrambling for a purchase, the speedo prince's bare legs kicking against the mat while each punch to his body drove more air out of him, bringing him closer to being potentially smothered out. He had in fact, just begun to slide his hands under her shirt, looking to grab at her bare skin, when it slipped out of his grasp, the girl breaking the hold herself, and precious air went back into the teens lungs, though he could hardly enjoy it, as he was gasping and coughing on the mat, hands now going to sooth his poor ribs, his sight and senses free of the girls alluring backside.

"Owwww...." he protested, barely noticing the Australian was setting him up for something by her position. "...I...am..." he panted out. "...so gonna...make you suck m-" his words were cut off however, as her next move jerked his head to the side, the sudden motion wrenching his neck, causing it to pop and crack like a chiropractic adjustment...only far more painful.

The crowd winced in response to the sight and sound of the move on the screen above the ring and at the entrance ramp, at least from those who liked or just sympathized with him, while those in the anti-Ryo part of the crowd cheered the move and the girl who executed it, the boy letting out a whimper as one hand went to rub gingerly at his neck, his body having jerked onto his side after. "...That...really hurt...." he complained, intentionally trembling his lip as he looked up at Ashley, as if trying to buy some sympathy from the aussie!

“Stay focused...stay focused,” Ashley muttered under her breath, shivering a little as she felt the phantom touch of Ryo's hands caressing her sides, as he had done moments ago. She kicked herself for letting the cute guy get her worked up like this, but the longer she spent in the ring with him, the more eager she was for his hands to explore her body.

Eager to keep her attention on wearing Ryo down, Ashley made the snap decision to slow him by targeting his legs. Stepping up to the downed speedo boy with a lopsided smile on her face, Ashley reeled back and swung her foot forward, kicking him in the base of the spine in an effort to turn him onto his stomach.

If she managed to get Ryo where she wanted him, Ashley would step over him and bend down, bending each of his legs up at the knee and crossing them together before stepping into the gap between them. With her leg wedged between his, and one of his feet handily secured in the crook of her knee, he wouldn't be escaping the painful knot that she had just tied him in. As soon as her setup was finished, Ashley stood up and fell backward to turn him forcefully onto his side. Seated just behind him, Ashley would lock her hands around his knee and begin pulling it back, wrenching his legs apart and bending his knee in an agonizing knee lever submission!

After that neck crank and near smother KO, the nearly nude Ryo honestly had little resistance he could offer at the moment, tan body on display on the mat.

The women in the crowd applauded Ashley heavily, greatly enjoying seeing the pervert get what they saw as his just comeuppance from the Austrailian newcomer. The men in the audience, however, took the teenagers side, booing the beautiful women as she applied her knee bar hold.

The next thing Ryo knew, he was on his side, his knee was being stretched and bent, the sideways laying pervert letting out a loud pained yell, hands gripping at his hair, shaking his head no as the ref asked if he wanted to submit!

Ashley was pretty happy that she had put in so many hours to learn this professional stuff before getting into her first bout. High school had really helped with learning the fundamentals of the sport, but submission holds were a glaring omission from everything she'd learned back in Australia. Especially a hold like this, that left Ryo's legs tied in a knot that was both agonizing to him and incredibly cool looking for Ashley. Her debut was a special occasion, after all, one that she needed to use to make the best impression on Ryo's fans, soon to be her fans!

“Rrrrr!” Ashley growled with bloodlust, rowing back as she tugged on Ryo's knee with everything she had, straining it from the thigh to the calf. He wouldn't be too quick on those cute toes of his after this. The same toes that were exposed and in reach right now, the ones that she could've tried maiming while he was good and helpless. When Ryo shouted his refusal to submit, however, a devious grin started spreading across the brunette's face. She had a much more fun idea, one that would repay him for some of his embarrassing stunts at her expense by making a fool of him.

“Hey, mate, you wouldn't happen to be ticklish, would ya?” she asked, taking one hand off of his knee while the other continued to wrench with a claw grip on his kneecap. Raising her free hand and wiggling her fingers enticingly, Ashley's hand crept down into the knot of their legs, where her fingertips started to tease at the sole of his center-most foot, gliding up and down, and tracing some small circles along his arches as her hand started to gravitate towards his cute little toes, aiming to drive him totally insane with her teasing touches. “Coochie coochie coo!”

Another wrench on his bare leg got another cry from Ryos soft lips, still refusing to submit from the painful kneebar hold, his leg painfully bent at an award angle.

She said something he didn't quite catch, only for her words to be clarified as her fingers ran down the center of his bare foot, the Speedo Prince of Tension suddenly going wide eyed as he realized what she was doing.

"N-no, wait!"

He'd try and protest, but it was too late, her fingers were already deftly moving across his bare feet and toes, and soon enough, the ticklish Hentai Jester would be laughing, his voice raising in pitch as he involuntary began laughing, now trapped in a tickle torture hold, grabbing his hair and clenching in frustration, the crowd, even his own fans, laughing at the sight!

"...N-" *laughter* "No...F-fair..." he said in between giggles, desperately reaching out for the ropes, which, sadly, were too far away!

This wasn't the first time Ashley had gotten up to a little tickling in the wrestling ring. While Ryo was gifted in his own right at entertaining the crowds and himself by playing his opponent's bodies like instruments, his tact was too overtly sexual for Ashley to feel comfortable copying it. Tickling was one of her preferred substitutes – arousing to her, but not to most audience members, who usually interpreted it as playful humiliation and nothing more. Maybe her teasing touches would leave Ryo wanting more, but it would embarrass the hell out of him either way.

“Ooh, these tootsies are sensitive, aren't they? Probably should've worn boots. Tickle tickle, Ryo!” Ashley spoke in a high-pitched, cutesy tone, adding to the play by talking to Ryo like she might to a small child. In a waving motion, Ashley's hand crept up his foot, her fingertips flicking along his soft skin until she reached his toes. She gave the creases beneath his toes a soft, ginger massage, stroking them with her finger, before skipping her index and middle fingers over the tips of each toe. Win or lose, she would be living rent-free in Ryo's head by the time this was over, just as he was worming his way into hers.

Distracted by her games, Ashley took a little too long to notice that Ryo's feet were starting to slip out of the knot that she had tied them in, getting looser as he wiggled! She quickly found that, for all her mockery, Ryo's lack of wrestling boots left him with just enough flexibility to slip free! Cursing, Ashley broke the hold and rolled away, trying to stand back up and hope that she could swoop back down on him while he was recoiling from the hold.

"C-cmon! Cut-cut it out, no f-f-fair!"

Such were the requests that came from Ryo's mouth as the beautiful Aussie completed and utterly embarrassed the Hentai Prince of Tension by tickling his cute bare feet while he was trapped in her kneebar hold.

A cheap move, perhaps, but it was a rather effective one, as his laughter started getting higher, finding it tougher to breath as she went to town on his poor bare feet, stroking and rubbing each finger against his bare feet, sending a light ticklish shiver through him and getting several loud giggles and guffaw out of his young mouth, , while he desperately tried to kick or otherwise free his legs.

To Ryo's great surprise, he was able to not only avoid submitting to the ridiculous move, but soon her grip actually WOULD slip, and he'd be able to kick his smooth and bare legs out, much to the consternation of his opponent no doubt, and try to crawl away from her before she got another notion in her head to do something more serious to him than just tickle time!

Ashley pulled herself back to her feet, a light sheen of sweat becoming visible beneath the stage lights. She was starting to get tired, slowly growing more sluggish as the match dragged on. Despite her best efforts, Ashley usually ran into trouble finding the energy to keep going before her opponents did, so she had to push herself to put Ryo down for the count before he started outpacing her. End the fight quickly, ideally with the least amount of effort she could manage.

Stepping towards Ryo as he tried to crawl away from her, Ashley decided to let her weight do some extra work by putting it exactly where the speedo lad wouldn't want it to be. Raising a boot, Ashley stomped down on his bare toes, smashing them against the canvas and leaving him pinned just a couple meters away from the ropes.

“Where do you think you're going?” Ashley asked plainly, twisting her heel a little to really grind his toes in before swinging her other leg around and digging the sole of her boot into the crook of Ryo's knee. Leaning forward and resting her arms on her outstretched leg, Ashley bore down with her full weight on top of Ryo's knee, squeezing it against the canvas as if it were caught in a deadly vice.

Ryo had been crawling away, getting his breath back after laughing so hard from the playful tickling. As fun as the girl was, as much as he hoped to see her backstage, he needed to get back up and put her down for the cou-

*CRUNCH*

"AGHHHH!"

The Speedo Prince let out a pained cry as Ashley made good on her earlier threat, the crazy Australian stomping her heavy boot down onto his bare toes, a shudder of pain going through his nearly naked body as she crushed his poor toe-sies.

The follow up cinch on his leg added more pain and pressure onto his leg, getting a whimper out of him as he waved his hands up in a symbol of asking for mercy. "Get ooooffffff!"