Shizuka vs Toshio (complete)

"Who said I was nice?" Shizuka sneered. She moved swiftly so that she could stay behind Toshio, then tried to kick at the same knee.

Toshio saw Shizuka move behind him-- damn, she was fast!-- and spun around, just in time to block her kick on his arm. "Oh, don't get me wrong," he said, trying to grab that leg and drag her to the ground, "you're plenty nice. In more ways than one."

Shizuka grunted as she landed on her back, Toshio successfully grabbing her overextended leg. Shit! "I sting in more ways than one, too," she shot back, stomping sharply with her free foot at Toshio's wrist so he'd let go of her leg, then attempting to kick the front of Toshio's injured knee while she had a chance.

The kick to the wrist was effective enough, forcing Toshio to release his shapely opponent. The second kick to his knee, however, sent him stumbling back to his knees again. "Shit," he cursed, clutching his now-swelling knee.

Free of Toshio's grip, Shizuka agilely got back on her feet. Seeing Toshio down on his knees, she kicked him in the face, with the intention to follow up by stomping on his injured knee.

Toshio tried to catch Shizuka's foot, but he didn't react nearly quickly enough. The kick sent his head snapping back, and, before he could hit the ground, he cried out in pain as another of Shizuka's blows smashed into his hurting knee. He toppled onto his side, gritting his teeth as he clutched his injured knee.

Shizuka grinned savagely at the vulnerable Toshio. She stomped a few more times on Toshio's knee to make sure her foe remained grounded, then walked over to try and step hard on Toshio's throat, planning to both choke him and weaken his neck for her submission later.

Toshio cried out again as Shizuka stomped down mercilessly on his knee. Dammit, this is what I get for playing nice with her, he thought to himself as he tried to roll away. A second later, however, Shizuka stomped down on his throat. A ragged gasp escaped from his lips as Shizuka pressed her foot against his throat, threatening to choke the life out of him...

Shizuka let out a cruel laugh. "Do I steal your breath away?" she taunted, forcing her foot to dig deeper into Toshio's soft throat.

She considered her next move carefully. Her practical submission attacked an opponent's throat. But she judged Toshio's neck to be insufficiently weakened.

Briefly she thought of using her sword to choke him, then vetoed that idea. She needed to prove that she could beat men without using weapons. Defeating someone as big and strong as Toshio unarmed would add to her reputation.

So she will lift her foot off Toshio's throat, only to try and kick him several times so that he would roll on his front. If that happens, she will trap his uninjured leg between her thigh, then lay herself across his back and reach out to lock her arms around Toshio's neck for a step-over toehold face lock. The move pressed the bare flesh of her sexy front that was uncovered by her revealing swimsuit against Toshio's back, but the pain she would inflict would supersede that nice feeling.

Toshio gasped for air as Shizuka released the hold...only for his head to snap to the side as Shizuka kicked him hard. Colours danced across his vision, and he tried to roll. He had to get away...

A second later, he felt his leg snagged between Shizuka's and the next thing he knew, she was lying on top of his back, the orbs of her breasts pressed against his shoulders. Her arms quickly snared around his chin and face, and he gave a muffled gasp as she applied a facelock. He gritted his teeth and clutched at his opponent's wrists, trying to pry her arms loose...