Daisuke Takeuchi vs Chloe Mason- Bets on

The price of underestimating his opponent was a price perhaps too steep for Daisuke, who was being woman-handled at the hands of the ex-commissioner. She had comfortably been in the driving seat of this match and there not many moments in which Daisuke had gotten any offence in.

For now, he was struggling to escape a full-nelson hold which had transitioned into a much more painful modified camel clutch / full nelson submission. His back was already sore from the knee strike and now the awkward bent was almost unbearable. Still, for what it was worth, the prince would not submit. Eventually, Chloe would get bored from her more dominant position and would, surprisingly, ease up her grip of the submission albeit with a bit of taunting that would leave him with his pride being hurt.

“S-shut up, you unbearable woman” he would hiss. Chloe would straighten herself up, pulling Daisuke up just a bit so his upper body was more elevated but the full-nelson hold was still locked in. The tension on the back of his neck was slightly eased up but it was going to be replaced with a more humiliating move. Chloe would balance herself on one foot while her other would press up against his face, smothering his mouth and nose with her foot but at the same time gave up on gripping his arms.

“Mmmmmffff?! D-disgusting” he would mumble as his hands were pressed against the mats and he pushed his body upwards a bit more. The prince would immediately bring his hands to grab Chloe’s ankle and lift her foot off of his face while trying to shift up onto his knees. If Daisuke was able to get a good grip of her foot and lift it up of his face, he would try to do a short roll and yank at Chloe’s foot to try and make her fall over onto the mat, face first.

It was something that required a more, elaborate setup, Daisuke was more malleable to bend to Chloe’s will. Quite literally, in fact. But it was something that came into mind while she was keeping Daisuke hurting from the modified submission, showing her creativity for submissions that few are surprised she had an aptitude for it, especially the so-called wrestling prince. Chloe didn’t mind that she would showcase them all, considering how Daisuke was stubborn enough not to submit. Which meant that she could have free reign in delivering pain onto Daisuke, twisting him around and one-upping him in a game he is arguably his strongest.

Yet, he was getting upstaged by the former commissioner, Chloe simply letting go when she feels like it and not to do with his own doing, letting him know she could have him submit to anything and there was nothing he could do about it, which would not bode well for what was about to come next.

Another unorthodox move that Chloe had concocted in her mind; this was something to give her arms rest while keeping a much more dominant position on the so-called wrestling prince. Daisuke had no choice but to remain underfoot and take it. “Oh, do be quiet, boy.” She taunted as she stood over him like a goddess, having a great sense of balance while keeping him humiliated and also hurting, the strain on his back was still in effect. Low effort for Chloe to maintain and a worthy picture-perfect moment. As if there couldn’t be a better picture of total domination like this.

She remained there for a while, playing with a lock of her golden hair, posing for the cameras as the titantron focuses on the foot that was planted on Daisuke’s face. It was indeed a humiliation match, and this was a good shot for those taping it for the archives. Her perfect foot pressed on his face. Of course, such things wouldn’t last for long, especially since she chose not to capture his hands. Such hands that came up to lift her foot off his face. “Awww, I thought you liked it down there~.” Chloe teased as she looked down on him. Her foot was resisting his grip and although she wouldn’t have it planted on his face, she had something else inside that quick-thinking mind. Chloe would move her foot back all of a sudden after resisting a bit, the change of momentum hopefully catching him off guard as it would come behind his head while he is on his knees. All before pushing her foot down like a hammer to a nail, seeking to drive his face down to the mat like a curb stomp. Not the most elegant of moves but Daisuke was troublesome enough that elegant isn’t something he deserved.

Trapped in one of the most humiliating submission moves that he had been subjected do, Daisuke was already thinking of many ways for payback. However, he might not have any chance for such a payback considering how much dominant Chloe had been against him in this match up. Daisuke's arms were being pulled back to their limit, his head arched backwards whilst he was on his knee and Chloe's foot was smothering his face whilst she showed impeccable balance to stay on one foot of her own.

Eventually, Daisuke's resistance would pay dividends and he would manage to break free his arm and grab onto Chloe's ankle, lifting it off his face. His resistance would be met by Chloe's resistance who would continue to push her foot down and they were trapped in a bit of a tug of war, until the Commissioner decided to change her tactics. She would pull her leg back and with lightening reflexes coupled with a show of force, she would bring the foot behind his head and curb-stomp his head back down onto the mat, face first.

*SMACK*

Daisuke would scream in pain as his face hit the mat, his body flopping once as he rolled over onto his back and laid there, his arms and legs spread wide as the blow almost knocked him out.

The crowd winced at the impact of it all as things took a drastic turn that they weren’t expecting. Chloe is somewhat impressed that Daisuke is still resisting her, even with how much Chloe has been dominant in this match, all topped off by placing her foot on his face in her way of a victory pin. The cameras managed to get that much from it all before Daisuke attempted his escape. Before he would pay for such impudence.

A stomp shut down whatever hope Daisuke had in terms of escape, taking him down swiftly as he soon flopped onto his back, near knocked out unconscious. At the very least, he wasn’t struggling anymore. Which was something. Chloe sighed as she walked around. A tiny bit annoyed, but she managed to have him subdued. Still, the former commissioner wondered what she could do now, thinking of many ways to torture him. That is when one idea came to mind.

A sultry smirk as she would place a foot on the other side of his body before settling on top of his lap, his legs getting captured as she wraps them around with hers so that he’s secured on that front. Leaning down a bit, her hands reached to grab the back of his neck and lifting him up so that he’s sitting up straight. Or as much as he could whilst trying to stay awake. Though she’d want him to be more cognizant for what is about to come next.

“Now, now. Better not sleep on me, boy.” She teased. “Take a good look at me. The one that conquered the so-called wrestling prince. Because this will be the very last thing you’ll see.” With that, Chloe would pull his face right into her well-endowed breasts, pulling him deep between her cleavage!

Despite the utter humiliation that Daisuke was suffering through this match, to his credit he still refused to give up to Chloe. Much of that was due to his ego and arrogance. He talked a big game when he confronted the Commissioner in the gym and despite the realization that he was being out-classed by his opponent, he would still offer resistance to her will.

The humiliating position of his face being smothered by her foot ended abruptly when she would pull back her leg and curb stomp Daisuke's head into the ground resulting in the prince flopping down onto his back, semi-conscious.

The ex-Commissioner would walk around the downed male thinking about her options, eventually she would settle for something. The woman would sit on top of Daisuke's lap, wrapping her legs around his as her hands went around the back of his head, pulling him in a upright position whilst seated.

"Mmmrghh w-what?! OOOFFMMMMNNRGH! MMMFFHH" before Daisuke could respond, his face was shoved into the perfect breasts of his opponent who was smothering every last breath of air out of him. Daisuke's hands flailed about aimlessly as his sweat soaked body pressed against Chloe's.

Unbeknownst to Daisuke, Chloe prefers knowing an opponent before she would step foot into the ring. It was something she was used to and has proven to be beneficial towards her massive success in AFW. Unlike Daisuke, who talked a big game when he had confronted Chloe back in the Tension Gym and had never bothered to know what he was getting himself into. Fail to plan, plan to fail is a saying that Chloe sticks by. Preparation and planning will yield a bountiful harvest, one being that she managed to outclass the so-called wrestling prince.

But one of the other benefits that brought with it is knowing just how she can spectacularly finish her opponent. Her methods may not be agreeable with most wrestlers, but she had a knack of poetic justice, something in which she took much advantage with as she went with her next choice of manoeuvre. But one thing they could agree with is that Chloe was a sex bomb, no getting around that. Had good style, flawless features and carried herself like she was the sexiest woman in the world. And despite her more favoured weapons, she had hips, legs, and a lovely chest – it was as if she was designed to appeal to as many fetishes as she could all at once. And it was working in spades.

Which made sense when she brought his face close to her, right up into her bountiful cleavage, not lacking in that department. Locking his legs together with her own, there wasn’t much chance for him to escape, not unless he pulls out something of a miracle, though there seemed to be less of a chance pulling something out of his sleeve. Most of the power of it came to how you use your body, Chloe expanded her chest by breathing, a fun little bit of psychological warfare – that Daisuke could hear her breathing, feel her heart beating as his capacity to breathe being more limited as time passes, especially because it meant that her chest was leading the way. “Shhh. Do calm down, child.” She purred as her hands gave a mocking caress, massaging the roots of his scalp, knowing that eventually, trying to stay awake will be a massive problem.

For Daisuke this had been a wrestling lesson more than a contest. He never gave Chloe a chance from the get-go, nor bothered to research about her record and wrestling style and/or ability. Going in blind against an opponent as skilled as Chloe proved to be a mistake and Daisuke was indeed paying the price for it. The wrestling prince had barely mustered any real offence in the match and was on the back foot for the most part of it.

Now, he found himself imprisoned in his opponent's breast smother. He felt his legs being trapped as well when Chloe would ensnare her legs around his, grapevining him to effectively stop his struggling. Daisuke was losing consciousness fast due to the unavailability of any fresh air. The prince continued to struggle under Chloe, bridging up before falling down. He wriggled about to the left and to the right but there was no escape.

Eventually, he had no choice but to accept the superiority of his opponent. "Mmmrgh...*cough*! N-no moremmfff.....I-I submit!" he admitted.

“Fail to plan, plan to fail.”

A lesson she had learned from her father at a young age, especially when it came to planning things and going into newer projects. It is always idiotic to go in blind, not having done any research, not having any knowledge on what to expect. This is true to many things, especially in wrestling. A seasoned veteran like Daisuke should have known this right from the start. And yet this match showed how badly things could go when you are unprepared.

Simply overlooking one’s opponent was a fool’s errand, Chloe has been consistently making him pay for his mistakes over and over and over again. She put the bare minimum of effort; all things considered. Which is disappointing considering how much of a challenge Daisuke could be. But alas, Chloe was going to capitalise on any mistakes that the so-called wrestling prince made, and for that, Daisuke was coming to his limits. It was only a matter of time until he could not bear to be stuck between the lovely breasts of Chloe; all attempts of escape would be quelled quickly. She kept her his legs trapped between hers, sitting on top of the man and messing with his mind, deeply getting into his psyche to fully break him. He was always considered pig-headed and stubborn. But even there are limits to this. Eventually, there will be a breaking point.

After a few moments, Daisuke found his.

Chloe heard the submission coming from his lips, and her lips curled into a malicious smile. Chloe was impartial to the gender of those that she beats, wherever it be man or woman, it brought much enjoyment seeing them subjugated in the end. But hearing it from Daisuke of all people, that brought a higher amount of satisfaction; having someone who is considered stubborn into absolute submission. There was no greater joy than this.

She didn’t let go straight away, holding it on longer than necessary, but eventually, Chloe would pull his head away from her cleavage. Regardless if he’s awake or not, she held his head up in the palm of her hand, the pressure around his legs would have eased up as she sat upon his lap.

“Hmmhmmhmm~…pathetic.”

The blonde would roughly push his head back onto the mat before she would flick her golden locks, pushing up to her feet.

If there was one move that could be classified as Daisuke's kryptonite it was the breast smother. This was a move that had caused him to tap out or pass out many a times before and there was no exception today either.

After being suffocated in his opponent's sweaty cleavage for a good few minutes, the prince had no choice but to submit. His verbal submission was enough for the referee to call the match in Chloe's favour.

The ex-Commissioner held the submission for a few moments longer to really put her point through the head of Daisuke who was now on the verge of passing out. She finally did release him from his smother prison, grabbing his head to pull it up off the mat before shoving it down and triumphantly sitting on his lap.

The prince laid there, in a sweaty heap as the Commissioner stood up and stood tall in the victory.

At the very least, Daisuke went down in a manner that he pretty much liked. The so-called wrestling prince could rest with the idea that he could have gone out worse. Much worse with how creative Chloe can be when it comes to humiliation. But this has worked well for others that have subjected him into a near slumber with their breasts, she might as well let Daisuke feel the grace of having her own tits on his face. Something which has been overlooked due to her own preferred weapons but they certainly can envelop him into a deep lull, had he not submitted.

The match had since been over, but Chloe was not yet done. Besides, there was still more that is to be done, which was why she looked to be enthusiastic with bringing someone as tenacious as Daisuke to his place. If all that happened before was bad, then Daisuke was going to be in for a surprise.

Standing tall, she looked down at the sweaty heap of meat that is Daisuke. She wondered if he had since been used to such a position. Wherever it was the ring or even his newfound fling with the oil, there must be a point where he liked it. Frustrated with the result. Then again, this was mostly due to his fault, his lack of preparation caused his demise. And now was the time to pay up.

Her right foot would be raised over his face, dangling inches away before it would harshly slap across it. There wasn’t much joy she could have with an unconscious victim. After a few more sole slaps, she would press the ball of her foot into his lips. “Go on then.” She said, with clear expectations towards the loser.