Cherise Campbell vs Dominic Tyson rematch (complete)

Humilation match
conditions of victory: make you opponent submit to humiliation

The dominant sex match in the shower between Dominic and Cherise was still quite fresh in Dominic's mind as it had happened only a couple of days ago.. And when ever he'd thought about it, he'd found himself aroused, though oddly embarrassed at the same time. The feeling that Cherise had felt similar to him through out the match seemed to increase the feelings and make his heart pound with the knowledge he'd be facing her again.

The controlling board had set up this rematch between them having enjoyed their last encounter it would seem. He was worried by the fact that he did not know yet what kind of match it would be... but knew at least that Cherise had allowed him to wear his normal costume rather then pick something humiliating for him to wear.. He felt quite lucky for that.

He walked into the gym wearing his blue short, breathing deeply with his heart racing as he went over to the ring and rolled in under the bottom ropes

This time, Cherise was punctual, being on time and ready to go. She had a green top on, one that matched the color of her hair quite well, and which also clung tight to her chest. While not as revealing as her wet shirt in their previous match, it was certainly more provocative than she usually wore to a match. She was also wearing her denim shorts.

She'd slip into the ring on the opposite side from Dominic, standing up on her bare feet. Part of her had wanted to put him in something humiliating, in return for her defeat. But she didn't feel she had any right to do something like that. Now if she had won, perhaps. But it just wasn't in her to do that to anyone really.

"I'm ready when you are." She was eager to get this match underway. She would have preferred a normal match, but the board had set them up with this. So, she'd just have to get around being embarassed.

Dominic watched Cherise climb into the ring, that wet shirt clinging to her every form was certainly on his mind.. There would be no water in this match, but this top was kind of tight on her anyway...

The ref girl came over

"Ok, the following contest will be a humiliation match..." Dominic eyes widened

"W-what?" It was the first he'd heard about it, there he was thinking that they couldn't come up with anything more embarrassing then the dominant sex match they had before and then this... He swallowed, looking to see if Cherise knew about it or if she was as surprised as him before trying to concentrate and move in a wrestling position

"Ok.."

Cherise had been partially to blame. She'd gone to the board to see about requesting a rematch. And while they had accomodated her, they had chosen this kind of match. So she had known about it ahead of time.

It didn't make her face any less red when the ref said it, almost like it was driving that simple fact home. With the match type announced, the ref would start the match, letting the two of them go at it.

Immediately, she'd go for a lock up, grappling with him to start pushing him backwards. Without a slippery floor beneath them, she didn't have to worry about falling at a crucial moment, unless it was because of her opponent.

"I...won't lose this time..." She would make sure he heard it. Though it sounded more like she was trying to convince herself than anything else.

Dominic was still feeling a little unsure from hearing what kind of match it was going to be, when Cherise charged him with more energy then he was expecting. Their bodies bumped softly together as he moved his hands to lock up with her as well, his head moving to her shoulder as he pressed against her.

But Cherise had the momentum with Dominic still a little unsettled. Dominic starting to get backed up towards a corner

Cherise might have kept it fair by not forcing him to wear something humiliating. But now that the match had started, she had no qualms about pressing an advantage she could get because he was still thrown off by the type of match. This time, she'd simply focus on wearing him down, and worry about the win once she was certain that she didn't have to worry about him switching things around on her.

Once she'd managed to back him into a corner, she'd suddenly lurch her body forward, her right knee coming up to slam hard into Dominic's stomach. Should that connect, she'd pull back, only to repeat the move two more times, hoping to drive the air out of him with each strike.

Dominic's breathing rate quickened as he blinked at Cherise, she had him quickly trapped back in a corner. He wasn't expecting her to go to work so fast nor take authority over him like she was.

"Ouff!" Dominic let out as the knee struck him in the belly, he hopped a little off the mat with his butt sticking out against the turnbuckle pads, then she hit him with two more. He huffed out and hopped off the mat a little with each, clasping an arm defensively across his belly as he bent over forwards

Cherise would back up a bit once Dominic doubled over, presenting her with the perfect opportunity to continue to capitalize. She'd move forward to wrap her arm about his head, quickly throwing her weight back. In his position, it would be hard to stop her from dragging him downwards in a DDT. But if he could manage to hold himself upright, she'd hit the mat and be rather vulnerable to a counter attack.

Dominic let out a couple of deep pants for breath as she moved away and pulled his head under her armpit, his cheek pressing up against the side of her breast. He swallowed softly, hands going to her waist to hold her gently just before she falls backwards and plants his head to the mat in a DDT.

"Ugh!" He huffed out, body flipping over onto his back as he grabbed his head in pain

Quick to press her advantage, Cherise would get to her feet, moving to grab Dominic's legs and lift them both off the mat. She'd lock his feet under her armpits before trying to step over and flip him, hoping he was in too much pain from the DDT to stop her from putting him into a Boston Crab. Yet even if she did manage to put him into the hold, she'd not put too much pressure on it right away.