So Nice To Meet You...

"Oh, my." Said Allison, smirking a little at the language she'd drawn out of this girl. "I think it suffices to say that we've broken the ice. Are you no longer nervous? Before you dive headfirst into some juvenile punch-up with me, remember this is for your benefit. I'm sure with your wealth of experience you must've sparred with someone before?"

As the girl pushed up to her feet, Allison put her palm on the side of the girl's face and gave it a rough shove. "Come on, now, focus. You can't win any matches being tossed around like a rag doll by someone as unimposing as me. Put some of that anger of yours to good use. Take it out on me. Wouldn't that feel good right now, given how completely humiliated you must feel?"

Maricarman listened to Allison's words and gritted her teeth. "Of course I've sparred with someone before!" She shouted just in time to get shoved by the Brit. She rolled with it, onto her back and continued onto her knees once more where she hopped up. She glared at Allison. Her cheeks were red from anger and embarrassment. She put her fists up and carefully stepped towards Allison, only one step though.

"Oh, I'm gonna take it all out on you, don't worry." She snarled and ran at Allison like some kind of kamikaze, jumping up to try and drop kick the Brit.

Allison took one easy step to the side and let the girl flop onto the mat. She looked unamused, maybe a little bored, by the girls attempt. "I look forward to seeing that, darling."

As the girl was pushing up off the mat, Allison snagged her by the hair to keep her bent over and clubbed her forearm down across her back. She planted a foot between the girl's shoulder blades to force her the rest of the way down onto her stomach and stepped her other foot on the girl's hair to keep her there.

"Very impressive, you're quite the athlete. Rubbish fighter, though. Do you think about these things before you do them?" Allison remarked casually as she began to unbutton her dressy black pants. If she was going to fight this girl, she wanted to be able to move, and it never hurt to assert one's superiority in other ways as well. She let her pants fall, revealing sleek black string-bikini panties that matched her bra and showed off a good amount of the skin of her hips and abdomen and butt. She stepped out of her pants and kicked them aside before delivering a soccer kick into the girl's side.

"If you're quite done resting, I'd like to continue the lesson."

Maricarmen cursed herself as she saw Allison sidestep. This woman was getting the best of her and making her look like a complete amateur. She had enough momentum and energy to spring back up but the Brit seemed to be ready for her. Ah-Ahh!" She yelped as she was tugged up by the hair. "Ungh!" She grunted when the elbow slammed into her back. She was even stepping on her hair.

Damn it! I'm better than this but this bitch is in my head!

She panted, more from the adrenaline than being out of shape and worn out. As Allison almost casually took her pants off. Maricarmen wasn't in a position to take in the the Brit's superb form, now on display for al who garnered a look. Violate on the other hand, brought her hands up and clapped softly. "Exquisite!" She said and then smirked. "Fufu. I'm feeling a bit over dressed now. Too bad I don't show and tell." She smiled and gave her approval. "Kudos, dear Allison! Keep up the good work!"

"Gah!" Maricarmen said as she was kicked in the side. But she growled and turned on her knees and tried to leap out and wrap her arms around Allison's legs. She wasn't going to let the girl get away with everything and she had to show her that she was a capable wrestler as well.

Allison made a surprised noise as Maricarmen wrapped up her legs and, unable to adjust her balance, she fell onto her butt. She was pleased by the girl's aggression even in spite of being handled the way she had been so far. She liked girls with spirit.

"I knew you wouldn't be able to resist..." Allison purred, looking down at the top of Maricarmen's head. She reached down with one hand and gently brushed the hair from the girl's face and caressed her cheek, letting her thumb run over her lips and ending with her hand at the girl's neck. "I like your aggression, but do you have the skill? The stamina?"

Maricarmen was pleased when she was able to get Allison down on her butt. But was suddenly stopped by a gentle feeling against her hair. She looked up, her mouth opening a bit as Allison's hand touched it briefly, small faint pants coming as her cheek was caresses, a red blush was left behind in its wake. She let out a soft gasp and then shook her head. She would bat away Allison's hand and try and put the Brit into an ankle lock. "Stop trying to distract me!" She shot back angrily.

Allison deftly snagged Maricarmen's hair with the hand that had been caressing. When she lifted up to go for Allison's legs, she gave her hair a yank to keep her away from her legs. She pulled the girl down on top of her so that their upper bodies were about even with each other.

"A bit over-eager, I think. Patience." Allison chastised. She hooked her legs around the girl's and kept hold of her hair to keep her pulled down tight against her. "Generally one starts from the top, eh?" She slid her other hand down Maricarmen's side until it rested on her ribs just under her bust. Then, with smooth, competent fingers, she slid her hand up to the girl's breast and lightly traced a couple of circles around her areola over her sports bra before gripping the breast in her palm and giving it a hard, cruel squeeze. "Always start slow, darling, it makes the payoff so much more worthwhile."

Mariacarmen grit her teeth when her hair was yanked. She couldn't even get a simple move on her opponent? Before she could managed that though, she was pulled so she landed on top of the woman. "Tch.. " She managed as she tried to wriggle free. Maricarman tried to push her hand into Allison's shoulder to try and push away but her legs were trapped in a small grapevine. "Get off... me.." She growled as she brought her other hand up to try and push at Allison's chin.

But before she could, she was frozen in place by Allison's sudden ... unusual assault. "h-hah..." She gasped and shut her eyes. She turned her face, it was a beet red. "S-top.." She muttered though her call wasn't very boisterous. The simple, yet gentle maneuver caught her off guard and she suddenly felt like this was not a normal spar. Goosebumps began to tingle along her body as her mouth hung open just a bit.

That moment lasted forever in such a cruel way that when Maricarmen was ripped out of it, she screamed. "Gyaaah!" She wailed as Allison's fingers sunk into her breast. She tried to fight back again, not wanting to stoop to Allison's level but hoping she could get in any kind of elbow or errant palm strike to back Allison off of her.

Allison smiled, though she flinched as hard parts of Maricarmen's body began thumping into her side. Whatever her abilities may have been, this girl certainly seemed like a fish out of water.

After Allison sunk in her claw, as the girl instinctively pulled back, she shoved her off with her hands and feet and quickly stood up, backpedaling a few steps to disentangle herself from the flustered youngster. "Come on." She said, motioning for her to get up.

"What do you think, Violate, do we see any potential in this one yet, or is it too early to tell?" She said with a faint smirk. She adjusted the string over her bottoms over her left hip and resituated her breasts inside their support. "And what about you, girl, what do you think? This must all seem so easy when you're practicing it by yourself."

Maricarmen backed away as she was shoved and rubbed her tender breast carefully as she glared at Allison. Her knees were bent and her nose wrinkled as her mouth panted soft breaths.

Violate, meanwhile, tilted her head and brought her hand to her chin. "I'm not so sure. She looks like she's an incapable wrestler." Violate smirked. "And likely to break if you apply anymore pressure. We aren't looking for fragile panes of glass, dear." She said as she smirked at Maricarmen who barely spared her a glance.

"Shut up!" The tanned blonde barked. She eyes Allisonand brought her hand up. "What kind of wrestler does this?" she said as she patted her breast and then brought her other hand up. "You haven't seen anything and I haven't even gotten started!" She took a step forward. "Why don't you lock up with me properly and I'll show you what I can do!" She lifted her arms up as she advanced towards Allison, fully intending on locking up with he scantily clad Brit.