Eliza Harenwood vs Chloe Mason - A long awaited thing.....

Well this was a really bad situation for the dancing passion, also a very unlikely one. Not to say that Eliza was no stranger to being on the taking end of a submission hold, but rarely a leg based one. Quite often her muscled male foes would use those biceps of theirs to great effect vs the British/French woman, when they could get her down to the mat. Vary rarely did Eliza find herself on the end of a leg using submission hold however. And boy howdy did Chloe really put the pressure on the dancing passion. If the very strained and winced features of the beautiful dancer were anything to go by.

Mentally Eliza went to her first thing, that was to not panic. Second was to think of her next plan of action, which was then jarred by a swift amount of pain around the neck area. It was then that the dancing passion came to a sort of realisation, a scramble to the ropes against this technical oriented foe was likely to end in more problems for Eliza. Ms Harenwood quickly attempted to analyse the situation, resolving instead to perhaps apply some of her own leg based creativity. It was a bold and likely desperate gambit, but Eliza resolved to attempt this.

Taking a moment to centre herself as best she could Eliza would then arch her back once, to get the lining up sorted. She then planted her hands to where her neck was and then arched again, bringing her legs up into a beautiful handstand once again. Before flipping back down, seeking to apply her own sort of headscissors against her wily foe. It worked after all for the applied ankle lock earlier, perhaps again Chloe could be taken aback by Eliza's own brand of flexibility......

Considering they are very similar in style, Eliza should have expected to be on the receiving end of a good crushing. Chloe had figured this was her first time being in this situation so she was going to make her know how it feels to be on the other side. Some might joke that this is karma or retribution for all the men and women she had submitted from her vicious thighs. Though it certainly wasn't Chloe's intention, neither had the thought pass in her mind.

Still, the crowd were lapping it up and shown the natural curve on her spine whilst in this position. Frankly, Eliza was having it worse and if this was to go on then Eliza herself might yield or even pass out! The ex-commissioner wouldn't have thought that a quick victory would happen but it is certainly possible. Especially via headscissors. For now, it seems victory would be a foregone conclusion should it keep up.

Though there was one thing that Chloe had still forgotten to account. With desperation comes invention and Eliza manuvered around so that she easily gotten into a handstand -seeming like déjà vu here- Chloe's like of sight wouldn't be able to see it until she saw a pair of legs falling down. Eyes wide, she was stunned by her wily foe and would pay for it. Though this time Eliza would get her own legs wrapped around Chloe's head! A grunt of pain elicited from Chloe as her hands gripped on the sinewy, strong stocking-clad thighs. From that point, Chloe's legs would move up and straightened out to a more standard way of headscissors to combat with Eliza's reverse headscissors!

Eliza was no stranger to applying a more strategic style of fighting, treating her foes like a puzzle that needed to be solved. Chloe was currently one of the most intricate opponents the dancing passion has crossed, requiring Eliza to pull out the unorthodox more than she previously had to. It would be admirable were it not for the fact that Eliza had to actually experience it firsthand, currently Eliza was more focused on attempting to circumvent the enemy at the moment. Still the crowd were lapping it up with this impressive technical display as the dancing passion proved how she could move out of danger and escape the claws of her opponent, man or women Eliza would attempt to out move them all.

Still Chloe catched on quick, Eliza caught her off guard with that sneaky escape. But the woman was not going to be out done it seemed, nothing like the strong legs of an opponent around your neck suddenly to make you rally. The dancing passion knew the opponent was as technically sound as her, instead of attempting to move for the ropes Chloe would suffer in place. Likely even she hadn't expected the sudden and literal turn around. Regardless the opponent seemed composed enough to at least keep a firm grip around the neck of Ms Harenwood much to her annoyance.

Grimacing at the mat Eliza knew it was going to be futile trying to go for a rope break currently, proverbially digging in her heels Ms Harenwood decided to try and rock the boat a bit. If Chloe was intent on going for a legscissor showdown Eliza would gladly respond in kind, by attempting to make her opponent feel not just the pressure. But also the momentum of a rough trip by shuffling from side to side in this exchange!

Soon as the legs of the Dancing Passion wrapped around her head, Chloe knew she was in trouble, knowing the danger that many man and woman face when trapped between them. However, this did not mean that she would relent. The opposite of that. Anyone that knew Chloe well is that she was always pretty stubborn, even when she has an advantage, the fellow blonde wouldn't seek to let go. Instead, she doubled down on the hold, ankles locked hard and her thighs crushed at her head like never before.

Though it doesn't really change her predicament, her fingers digging into the forest of Eliza's thighs which she had hoped not to have felt around her head. Though there are worse views, precisely the point where she saw Eliza's glutes tighten hard too. Hard to really appreciate it with the near vice like grip she has on her! Even worse was when she decided to rock the boat as they say, moving side to side! If Chloe wasn't prepared mentally and physically for a rough battle then she would have faltered. But she wasn't some ordinary wrestler that struggled to deal with something that was similar to her Ballroom Roller.

If the Dancing Passion wanted to shuffle side to side, Chloe had no problems helping her out! So instead of a simple 180° movement, Chloe would force the turn one way and take them over all the way, going into a fool roll and tumble to one side of the ring. Long enough to get some distance but not so that they would reach the ropes, if Eliza allows it to continue then Chloe would do the same with the other direction, looking to have the Darling of Tension a taste of vertigo! "I'm...not letting...go, Eliza!!" She barked between pained grunts. "Yield...or pass out!!"

Very rarely did Eliza ever find herself engaged in a jockey for position the way she was currently doing so against Chloe, either she or the opponent were on the end of the hold. Eliza was no stranger to trying to get around a hold, but Eliza was also not used to doing it while trying to keep a hard grasp on her opponent. Still the sheer desperation of the situation made it that Ms Harenwood was not planning on letting go anytime soon. In fact Eliza tensed her leg muscles as she and Chloe continued their headscissors duel for the ages, needless to say the crowd were lapping all this up.

Ms Harenwood grunted audibly as she felt the fingers of Chloe on her legs, in response the British/French lady was halfheartedly punching Chloe's legs in response in frustration. One could see the immense strain on the features of Eliza, but she was far from finished. Eliza drew on her dance practise, aiming to try and wring Chloe's neck as much as she could. Chloe responded by trying to mimic the dancing passion's signature Ballroom Roller, now normally Eliza could handle the vertigo and disorienting effects. But that was without the legs around her neck like so.

At this point Eliza was starting to get both angered and exhausted, she fought to keep any gurgling noises from escaping her throat. Only for Chloe's comment to reach her ears, at that point Eliza was really having it. No one one upped the dancing passion at her own game like this, Eliza would yell "Sod off!" and would jockey around until Chloe's head was facing the mat. Whereupon Ms Harenwood attempted to lift Chloe's neck area with her legs just enough to rise it up, only to then try and crash Chloe's face right down into the mat. Perhaps a crash to the nose might change her tune.

Truth be told, it did surprise Chloe for her to be in a position like this. She had entertained the idea of it whilst watching the Dancing Passion's matches, but in no way did she ever intend to experience the strength of Eliza's legs like this, completely crushing at her head. The only thing that did make things a little better was the fact her own legs were wringing the neck of Eliza, added with the fact that they rolled about doing so, which the crowd could not get enough of. It was one thing for the Darling of Tension herself to roll around from one side of the ring to the other, having either a man or a woman trapped betwixt those dancer trained thighs of hers (which in fact was a common occurrence and something the crowd of Tension looked forward seeing every time she was on the fight card), but to have two women rolling about in a headscissor duel was something else entirely. It wasn't just the fans in attendance that have whipped their smartphones out to record such a once in a lifetime spectacle, but even the camera crew were looking to get every single angle they could find so that they could see everything. The strain in there faces, their muscles rippling and showing from their stocking clad legs. One would joke it was a once in a lifetime thing. Or something that happens when a comet passes.

Chloe remained far from finished, even with the thighs that continued to bite into her skull. Even if Eliza had superior dance expertise, this was still affecting her more than she would admit. The ex-commissioner could wish to see the look on her face but has to settle for the faint gurgling noises that would escape Eliza's throat every now and then. Eventually, the idea of Chloe one-upping the Darling of Tension at her own game got to her and while spinning, Eliza lifted her own legs up, bringing Chloe's head up, which brought confusion to Chloe herself before having her face slammed down to the canvas. "Ghhh!" She grunted, gritted her teeth as she didn't take well with Eliza smashing her noggin. Little did Eliza knew that Chloe was indeed a Mason first and foremost and their family are known for being stubborn. Shown in the boardroom meetings and will be shown in the ring too! Chloe would stop, letting go of Eliza's legs since it was a waste of time to pry them off, instead of planting onto the canvas to stop the spin. Not letting herself be deterred by this, Chloe would end up in the sitting position with Eliza no doubt facing down. Two could play it that game. With this, she would be in the perfect position to buck her hips up, before driving them down no more than four times. She did change her tune, but not in a way that Eliza would expect at all.

Eliza was one that liked to think she could adapt on the fly to things, even though most of her foes were tall and big men Eliza was accustomed to handling the situation when things went to shit. But sadly most of those men weren't as adaptable, so here Ms Harenwood found herself locked in a leggy prison that she herself so often applied to the enemy. Still there was a first time for all and the British/French lady would give as good as she was getting, at least in her mind. But lord above it hurt like hell being constricted like that. It just made Eliza all the more determined to try and get over this one, she'd have her breathing cut out than tap in this manner. Now it seemed like both were attempting to come up with new and innovative ways to try and one up another.

To wit Chloe seemed to try and follow in the footsteps of the dancing passion, after tasting the canvas Eliza's foe would jockey again for position. Before Eliza could retort with a secured balance she would find the tables again literally turned, now the British/French dancer would end up crashing her head into the mat with a hard thud. Spittle flew out of Eliza's mouth as she connected to the mat and her vision blurred, the second time connected.

It was then that Eliza resolved to try and put a stop to this, at this point it was only going to be a futile effort. Thankfully Eliza had learned to be aware of her surroundings. Time for an emergency escape, Eliza would seek to rise up and jostle around once more with a bold shift forward and lunge out her nearest arm to the ropes to prompt for an emergency rope break!

At the very least, Chloe liked to think she can challenge anyone she is paired up with inside the ring. Now it seemed like a recurring theme was popping up when it comes to her opponents. Ones that usually have a similar style to her but even if they didn't, they probably weren't as challenged either. She can think back to one instance where that happened in this very federation too. Fighting men were and always quite the admirable thing that Chloe can think of, but even she knew there was a difference between fighting a man and fighting a woman. Or at the very least, fighting someone who can actually adapt and counter your style versus someone that doesn't bother to.

She was certain that Eliza hasn't had a fight like this in her career so far. But one thing that Chloe could say is that she could bring the best out of others.

Just like Chloe, Eliza remained stubborn and held onto the hold, just as Chloe kept crushing Eliza's head. She wouldn't have been surprised if Eliza would have tapped, probably has never been in a situation like this and wouldn't know how to handle it. But Eliza was handling it better than Chloe had realised, Eliza jocking position and planting Chloe's face to the ground, in a way to fight back. Although she did end up getting her own face smacked consecutively to the mat for her troubles. Chloe herself was hellbent on making a dent on the canvas, with Eliza's face as a print. But the Dancing Passion would move and jostle around, her arm reached the ropes!

Chloe would growl once the ref came to alert her about the rope break, but Chloe was smart enough to know there was still a five count in place for it. The blonde would give one big pulse on Eliza's cranium, holding it up till the ref would say five, letting go before the count was completed.

Eliza was no stranger to the use of the ropes, when you got pinned down by a big lad it helped to be able to study the ring and develop an escape plan. But she rarely experienced the poise of one similar to her and the flexibility, which led to further problems. Eliza if she wasn't in this ring would likely be learning this and making a mental note of it, but currently the dancing passion was more concerned with attempting to back out of this situation more than anything else. This was likely the most difficult submission that Ms Harenwood had been placed in through her career, her winced expression and rapid sweat dripping from her forehead was clear indication of this. Eliza knew that rope break would take effect, granting the escape that she so currently required.

But it came with the downside of a five count, which Eliza was also aware of. Now this was of course going to be the moment where each second would take a prolonged and agonising amount of time, the skin on Eliza's skin was already starting to look a bit purple. However Eliza was far from relenting either, she kept that leg grip of hers as tight as she could around Chloe's neck. To make sure the opponent also viewed this as a welcome release from the might of the British/French woman herself.

By the time the ref was getting to three Eliza could swear she was starting to see black spots in her vision, god she was gonna need an ice pack when all was said and done. But eventually the ref would count for five, which actually made the ref prompt the two women to depart from one another. Ms Harenwood would then somewhat scamper away before stopping and glancing behind her, coughing as her airways were now no longer unrestrained much to her relief. She felt put through the ringer most certainly, but knew she'd given just as good with her own legs to Chloe to at least avoid a sudden counter after a tense hold exchange like that......

Being in the business for so long, Chloe has an understanding of what she can and cannot get away with. She knew the rules, especially when it comes to the rope break. Of course, you are forced to break the hold, that is a given. However, there is also the five count that the ref would do if one keeps the hold on and isn’t compliant to let go straight away. Tension’s Darling is perhaps feeling this right now. Just because she is holding the ropes, doesn’t mean there would be an immediate release. And Chloe sought to make those four seconds the most hellish Eliza has ever gone through. She bore down with her legs around her skull, getting as much as she could in this position till she is really forced to break the hold. If only she could see the face of the Dancing Passion in such dire straits.

However, this position was a double-edged sword. While she could hold on, Eliza was also going to hold on as well with the unrelenting pressure that is really calling upon Chloe’s trademark stubbornness to give up. She went through much worse, but this was still up there, not to discredit the power that Eliza’s trained legs possessed. Chloe was really feeling the effects of it all, having such pressure biting down, knowing she was going to be plenty sore afterwards. She could not wait for this to end, but at the same time, not looking forward to letting her go. Part of he really wanted that submission, just to rub it in more. Her eyes were watering, cheeks getting a purple-ish red hue to them.

Once the ref prompted the two to let go, they would release right at the same time, having both women coughing and spluttering for air. Chloe would roll to the ropes, using the bottom rope to support herself. Her hand rubbing at her cheek as she moved her jaw, examining the damage. The blondes would glance at each other, Chloe knowing she was put through the wringer but from the looks of things, she probably wasn’t much worse than Eliza herself. No need to rush, Chloe would get her bearings, knowing Eliza would also do the same. A little respite before Chloe would get back to working her over until she would lay in a crumpled heap on this very ring.