Nico Marelli vs Virgo - tap out or pass out

“If you wish to get free, you need to know how to properly counter a leglock. Otherwise getting out won’t be very pleasant.” Virgo explained, keeping the pressure up as she did. The maid wrestler was set on getting him slowed, and to do so she had to keep him in this lock for some time.

And in an attempt to amp it up, she’d put further pressure as she lifted their legs up. The process would actually cause her some strain, but in the end it would serve to hurt Nico more than herself. And in the process of rising their legs, Virgo’s skirt would nick up a bit on her thighs, revealing her white panties to Nico and the audience.

"Auunnnghh... 0///0". Time ago, Nico's friend Ryu had given him a couple of lessons about this hold and how to try a counter, but remembering while trying to endure such sharp pain was an impossible mission at the moment... And the sensually diversion provided by Virgo's white pants flashed at him every now and then during her straining was not helping at all!

"Uuuggh... staying in it... nnghh... is not very pleasant toooungh...". Every time he tried to get up into a sitting stance, she cranked the pressure forcing him to lay back in suffering pain. Like that, Nico couldn't do much more than to stay and endure until the stinging sensation shifted into a sort of slightly painful numbness... which honestly didn't feel like good news to him.

During the hold, Virgo was able to notice that Nico was attempting to get out, showing he had a certain knowledge of submissions that would under normal circumstances could help. But thanks to his inability to handle the spikes of pain... and her unintentional panty flashes, he wasn’t able to collect himself enough to free himself.

After a few minutes of the painful hold, Virgo would would finally release Nico from the leglock, but if he thought that would be the end of it he had another thing coming. Moving to his side in a fluid motion, she would grab ahold of his right arm and trap him in a crossbody armbar. This move could provide a good amount of damage to the boy, but Virgo was doing it rather to test his overall capability. It wasn’t a difficult hold to get out of, but as she pulled his arm down to between her breasts it would serve as the true test of if he would be able to act against embarrassment enough. And what the future of the match would be.

“Try to get out Master Nico, this could end badly if you aren’t careful.” The pink haired maid would say to him, keeping his hand close to her soft breasts as she held him in the armbar.

Nico tried to squirm out of  her clutches but before he could say "ouch", Virgo had already grappled him into a criossbody armbar. The phrase "never judge a book from his cover" came to his mind as the maid shifted from one submission to the other  with gracious, effortless movements, not giving him a chance.

Technique aside, Virgo's smooth legs rubbing atop his body while pinning him to the mats, and her breasts surrounding his locked forearm with heavenly softness were adding a very effective diversion, once again making it hard to focus as the poor boy was induced to both moan and groan in her 'seductive torture'.

Of course, being stretched in an armbar meant that discomfort and pain were still the main sensations, so Nico started to wriggle and swing until he was able to roll towards Virgo, aiming at pushing himself ontop and make her stance uncomfortable until she would hopefully let go.

"Thank you... that's...ungh... what I'm trying to do...oouhh... 0///0". Following Virgo's advice, the Italian boy was trying to get out there... unless he had taken the wrong direction: By pressing himself so close to the maid with his arm still in her control, he was certainly making it difficult for Virgo to keep the armbar locked... but he was also risking to fall into into a different submission.

In the process of her hold, Nico was able to flip the position of the two and make Virgo’s job more difficult. The maid was impressed at him being able to work against the pain, although that came mostly from her avoiding doing anything too serious to him currently. She was working through his skills, and she was able to get some note of him from this.

“That was good, Master Nico.” She’d comment as she released him, attempting to maneuver away from him and stand back up. She had a better idea on his abilities, but needed at least one other test before she could gauge properly what max level of pressure he could take.

Nico had eventually realized that his escape attempt exposed him to the risk of being grappled into a triangle choke, almost regretting his choice of move. But he was relieved when his risky gambit had paid off and Virgo decided to release him from a lock that was becoming uncomfortable for both contenders.

"Ufff ufff... thank you...", he gasped, rolled up to his feet and taking a few seconds to catch his breathing, his face still red from the effort required to escape.
"N-Now I beg pardon, but I think I'll better make the first move this time. Hyaaa...!". With such gentlemanly warning, and having cooled down the pace of his breathing, Nico took a step backwards and charged, trying to tackle her down at waist height.

“It would be wise to go on the offensive, as staying on your defense proved to be a problem before.” Virgo would respond, watching as Nico would be quickly approaching her. However thanks to her leglock she was better able to keep up with him, and would make her move to counter him.

Seeing him go for a tackle, she’d work off of that and quickly go to the ground to her side. Hoping to catch him off guard again, she’d place a leg in front of his and another behind, tripping him to the ground in hopes of using his momentum. If she’d get him to the ground, she’d be quick to get on him and wrap her arms around his neck, starting a sleeper hold and pressing herself on his back. “However, I did inform you that I am used to others making a move on me first, didn’t I Master Nico?”

Nico had failed to consider the debilitating effects of Virgo's leglock submission, as she proved by effortlessly dodging his tackle and slipping to his side, having him fall right into her counter.

Tripped and brought down to mats with a faint "Uunffh", Nico was fluidly grappled into another of Virgo's submission, once again without a chance to avoid it as the maid wrapped her arms around his head and under her chin, locking the squirming boy in place while treating him to the additional tease of her breasts providing a soft cushion from behind.

"Unghh... I'll better ... remember it..nnff... next time-nghhh... 0///0", the Italian boy had to admit, squirming side to side in Virgo's potentially soporific embrace as he tried to escape before she could lull him into sleepy obedience.

“That would be for the best Master Nico, although you might find that easier said than done.” The maid would say as she kept a firm hold on the boy, not giving him any ground as she kept the sleeper hold going.

Although she had a good hold on him, Virgo knew that the squirming could potentially get him free. So she’d decide to try another distraction tactic on the boy. “Master Nico, I have a question. The rules of this match stated there were no holds barred, including hentai.” She’d say, her curves pressing against him more. “I’m still new around here, could you explain exactly what that means exactly?”

With each flexing from Vorgo's arms, Nico could feel a wave of fatigue wash him, treacherously craving him to relax in her embrace. But, knowing that giving into such sleepy temptation would have meant to pass out in her sleeperhold, the Italian boy had kept a valiant, though overall ineffective struggle to escape, when his face went all red from Virgo's embarrassing question.

Of all moments, she was asking him about hentai wrestling now that he was struggling in a sleeperhold??? Nonetheless, she had such a sweetly polite way to ask thing, that even in distress Nico couldn't deny her an answer: "Unghh... ah... that means... you know... 0///0", he wheezed and groaned in her clutches, "... hentai... as in, using seductive... erotic holds to... nnghh... win.... 0////0" .

Turning to an even brighter shade of red as he was distracted from fighting all out, thus allowing Virgo to lock him for good into her sleeperhold, Nico felt a bulge starting to rise into his pants out of sensual embarrassement. And because of her body hugging and rubbing him into dizzyness, of course.