Turning the Heat up

The prince and Charlotte had something in common, both of them would get too comfortable and cocky when they were in a favourable position. The steam was getting to the Prince and he really struggled to escape the sleeper and body scissor hold that Charlotte had locked him in. In the end, a wild and lucky elbow to the side of her head was enough to earn him his freedom and soon he looked to pay her back.

Daisuke didn't choose anything fancy, he applied the same submission hold to Charlotte that she used on him, seeing how she would react when the tables were turned on her. The blonde would still be reeling from that elbow strike when Daisuke trapped her. His strong, muscular arms began to squeeze her neck while his legs would crush her ribs in the scissor.

"Ouuuff! So you still have oowww....some fight left in you? NRGH" he grunted, looking to squeeze her even harder when he felt her resist by throwing some punches to his side. The wrestling prince would still pant, the steam was really starting to make things foggy whilst the place was getting musty and the scent of sweat was thick.

The Prince of Tension was a proud man and liked to show some dominance when facing an opponent and that showed in the way he was squeezing the life out of Charlotte’s body and in how the young man was verbally teasing her, making fun of her inability to escape and not showing any kind of reaction to the Bully’s punches to his side.

Charlotte was so close to get in a situation in which there would be no solution possible, so she needed to act fast if she wanted to survive this hold. The main problem was the two fronts hold that was crushing her body and neck at the same time. As it always happened in these scenarios Charlotte would extract strength from her anger and her fear to lose and be humiliated. She would desperatedly try to get one of her arms in between the Prince’s legs that firmly pressed her body so she could pry them open as she would keep going with her punches against Daisuke. “HHHRRRRRNN ffff-ffuuuuuuuuck yooooouuuu!!”, the only thing she said between pained groans.

Under these heated conditions, most men and women would simply pass out but these two new rivals were going at each other hard. Both of them had endured some grueling submission moves but now Charlotte was having to deal with the same move she had put Daisuke through just a few meager moments ago.

Daisuke's arms and legs would constrict around Charlotte's limbs, squeezing the life out of her. The steam didn't help things for either but right now Charlotte was in a more dire position than the prince. Her punches to his side did cause him discomfort but only strengthened his resolve to squeeze her harder even more.

"Grgh! You don't know when to quit do you? Oww damnit" he cursed when she continued to punch him whilst this time also passing an arm between his leg to pry them open. Realizing that she would escape, Daisuke would let her go himself and would give a firm shove to Charlotte to roll her over onto her belly.

With that, the prince attempted to mount her back and interlock his fingers around her chin, looking to pull her head back and trap her in a camel clutch this time. "Hah.....hah....give....up?" he panted as sweat dripped down his body onto hers.

There was no doubt that Daisuke was a very proficient wrestler and also a very prominent submissionist. Charlotte was sure that her skills on those departments wouldn’t be close to the ones the Prince of Tension showed. If this match they had was in fact a pure test of raw skill the Bully was doomed to lose from the very start, but the blonde had something didn’t account for, she had an unyielding willpower, stubborness to accept her inferior position. No matter how hard was the holds she were pitted against, the Bully wouldn’t yield before getting quite beaten up, and she could be quite the stubborn when trying to escape.

Somehow the Prince noticed this, how Charlotte was so eager to escape that not even the stifling atmosphere or the tight hold would keep her in place for much longer. Seeing that Daisuke showed great skill transitioning the hold into something different, moving the punishment to Charlotte’s back as she now was lying on her belly.

“Uaaaagh!! Fuuuuck Stop… aaaww thaaat!!”, Charlotte would flail her legs while attempting to get a clear shot with her elbows to Daisuke’s side. She couldn’t conceal the fact that she was hurting like hell now, and the heat of the sauna was making her feel dizzy, but she wouldn’t give up, not like that, not like making this Prince know some fear of losing.

Daisuke had to admit, the Bully was tenacious. He had studied her wrestling style well before the day they were actually scheduled to wrestle and knew that she wasn't the most prolific submission wrestler therefore, a sauna match would be perfect as the two would have to rely more on their grappling and submission skills to wear the other down in a steamy conditions.

With Charlotte managing to break free from one submission, the prince would shove the Bully onto the mats before mounting her and trapping her into another, this time stretching her body in a C like position in the camel clutch submission.

Daisuke would pant heavily yet continued to torque her back, bending her awkwardly. Charlotte's flailing arms would soon prove beneficial to her, as her elbow struck his ribs which caused the Prince to lose focus and balance and tumble off her body and fall down onto his side all the while clutching his ribs and moaning in pain.

Charlotte wasn’t well-known for taking well thoughts decisions under pressure, the blonde bully being a little bit too much hot-headed and not working properly when pinned against a wall. And it was exactly what was happening right now. If being exhausted because of the asphysiating air of the sauna wasn’t enough she was locked in submission move after submission move, straining heavily her tired body to the point it was starting to feel unbearable.

Luckily for the Bully she managed to connect a couple of elbow strikes to Daisuke’s ribs, making the man tumble off and stay on the ground clutching his ribcage for some seconds. Charlotte used this time to try and rub the pain off of her body, but at this rate she was feeling sore and dizzy and there was few she could do to avoid it. Sweat drenched her skin as she tried to get some oxygen in a place that seemed even more enclosed than before. For some instants she felt with no small share of panic as if she was unable to breathe, but she shove that thought off when she noticed her rival on the ground.

“Haaaah… You… are done… haaaaah”, she said between pants of exhaustion. It wasn’t an orthodox strategy but she was the Bully after all. Charlotte straddled her rival and started pummeling him with a barrage of punches to his face. With every hit her pants and her lifeless gaze would give away the fact that she was so close to finished, no matter how she tried to pretend she was still strong.

Daisuke's camel clutch submission was broken thanks to Charlotte's flailing arms and more importantly her elbow catching a clean strike against his abs, the blow hurt him enough for him to let the camel clutch submission go and fall to his side, clutching his injured ribs. The steam was getting to both of them and Daisuke felt light headed, he was panting heavily and sweating quite a lot making it hard for him to focus.

Charlotte would mount his body, panting heavily whilst declaring that the prince was done for. He would simply glare up at her and clench his teeth in anger and suddenly Charlotte would begin to rain down blow after blow to his pretty boy face. "Arrghh, Owww...you animal!" he hissed, bringing his arms up to try and absorb some of the blows to his face.

The prince attempted to buck upwards and jerk to the side, hoping to topple the bully over to either side of him.

It was true that Charlotte may have freed herself from the painful submission hold Daisuke locked her in, but that was only the last move of a barrage of hits and holds that have slowly drained most of the energy in the Bully’s body. She had sustained a lot of damage lately and was feeling exhausted to the limit, and the asphyxiatingly hot atmosphere of the sauna didn’t help at all.

Even so, the blonde kept going with her beating, straddling Daisuke and sending punch after punch against his face. But she was so tired and every hit was sloppy even if it was strong. Panting from exertion the Bully’s face looked lifeless as she was drenched in sweat. The Prince’s bucking was more than enough to send her off while wailing in agony. “Damn... you...”, she managed to say while on the floor, still dizzy and struggling to properly breathe.

It was certainly no easy task to wrestle in such conditions like this and it was taking its toll on both opponents. Luckily for the prince, Charlotte didn't seem too experienced in grappling and submissions which perhaps made things easier for him. After being punched in the face a couple of times whilst being straddled, Daisuke managed to buck around until the blonde was toppled off him.

He would roll away from her before slowly rising up to his knees. "Hah....hah....I can't take this heat anymore, time to end this" he growled as he crawled towards his opponent.

The prince would grab her hair and pull her up to her feet, looking to wrap his arms around her waist and hoist her up, trapping her in a crushing bearhug. Daisuke would shake her around left and right like a ragdoll before pressing into her as close as he could whilst doing his best to squeeze the life out of her.

The feeling inside the sauna had surpassed the bearable condition long time ago. The steam and hot inside could be enjoyable for some sauna fan who would be sitting, but the atmosphere was just too much for anyone trying to get any kind of physical activity, and the one both wrestlers were involved in made things even worse and it involved closeness and contact.

Charlotte was so spent that it was so easy for her rival to toss her off. The Bully was finding hard to focus, sweat drenching her body and heavy pants giving away how exhausted she was feeling. When Daisuke locked her in a bearhug she realized there wasn’t much she could do. She was way too exhausted to get out of another submission hold from the Prince, so no matter how hard she would writhe and roar in frustration and pain there was no escape for her.

After what seemed like an eternity for her her cries of pain were only some soft whimpering. That couldn’t be happening to her. It was all about that damned sauna. She wasn’t going to escape. Finally, she accepted the obvious truth as she started tapping on her rival’s shoulder. “I give…”