Lisa Giordanni vs "Mad" Max

Lisa got on top of the boy again. But she wouldn't make the mistake of going for a breast smoother again, without making sure he wouldn't be able to tease her boobs again. She grabs both his hands with hers, and spreads his legs with her tights.
She decides not to use her breasts, instead she tries to inflict pain on his hips by spreading his legs to the maximum she could. At the same time, the brunette tries to keep his both arms down with one hand, and uses her free hand to squeeze her opponent's naked nipple.

Take this, jerk!

Max was finding his being shorter to be a disadvantage as he was rolled onto his back and stretched out, having her full body controlling his. He felt his legs being spread by Lisa's thighs, which he tried fighting to no avail. His hands were restrained, but were struggling and fighting to break free from Lisa's hold, something he hoped would be easier with her using one hand. Then, he felt it, the squeezing of his nipple that made his eyes jolt wide as he began bucking and struggling. She wanted to give him a purple nurple in the middle of the match?!

"What are you...12?" Max spat verbally as he tried to hide the look of pain on his face despite the juvenile tactic.

Lisa held the boy down as she worked his nipples. Despite his attempt to hide the pain, the brunette noticed that she was giving him an unpleasant moment with that hold.

"What are you...12?" He said, in a frown.

Well then, let's make this more rough for you!

Lisa releases his nipple and both hands, as the curvy girl gets ready to land punches in his face.

You're mine! She says, as she goes for the beating.

Max's eyes opened wide as Lisa released his nipple and hands while promising to make things rougher for him. As he saw her readying her fists for the pummeling, Max instinctively brought his arms in front of his face to try and block the punches.

As the punches rained down on him, Max shook his upper body side to side, hoping to dodge a few, but his arms could only take so much as he was unsure how long Lisa planned to keep this up.

Lisa was going to hit Max right on his face, but her opponent blocked the brunette's blows with both arms. She rains punches for a few seconds, but realizes that doing that was only getting her tired. So she decides to try to get under him and headlock him.

As soon as Max felt the pummeling on his arms stop, his arms shot out try and push Lisa off of him. It may be the opening Lisa needed to transition to the headlock, but Max was hoping it was the opening for him to get the busty Italian off of him so that he could roll away and recuperate.

Lisa tried to flip to go under her opponent, to change her position in order to headlock him, but the boy was faster than her, and was able to push her aside and get away from her, rolling away to recuperate.
As the brunette gets up from the ground and watches her opponent recovering his stamina, she decides to run towards him, attempting to hit his stomach with a jumping kick.
"Take this!"

Max had wasted no time in getting to his feet after he had rolled away. He had looked up quickly to see that Lisa wasn't wasting any time either, rushing at him. Max wasn't sure what she had in mind, but his instincts told him to side step from the rough center of the ropes towards the corner area, expecting whatever Lisa had planned to backfire. However, as Lisa was getting into her jumping dropkick, Max had not reacted fast enough and the left side of his body took the blow as he was spun to the mat by the kick.

Lisa went running against her standing opponent, and jumped, hitting the side of his body with a dropkick.

"Cool, I got him!"

She falls to the ground in a soft landing, but that was different for her opponent. She moves closer to him as he got down, attempting to grab his arms from the behind into an armlock hold.

As Max lay on the ground, he clutched his side and rolled a bit. This match was not going how he had pictured it going. Before he had the chance to try and at least get to a knee, he felt himself rolled onto his stomach as his arms were grabbed and brought to his back as pressure was applied.

"Ah!!! You crazy bitch...this isn't some submission match!!!" he would exclaim with a mixture of pain clear in his voice.