LEAGUE: Sean Ishimi vs Victoria Rivers

Victoria watched, semi-helplessly as Sean released her shoulders only to ball up his fist for a strike. She would have been able to do something to stop it, but she had just finished unfastening his belt, and was just beginning to unbutton and unzip his jeans. Reluctant to loose the progress she had made so far she continued to unbutton his jeans and took the hit. She buckled slightly at the hit, gritting her teeth and slightly shocked at the power behind his punch. She finished with his top button but that was it for now, she'll have to quit playing nice... time to be a little naughty... "Seems, like this isn't the best way to calm you down hun..." She smirks despite her abs still stinging from the recent hit. She'll then move her hands out to grip the sides of the bed, throw her head back, and interlocking her ankles, fully arch her body squeezing his hips tighter than before, steadily increasing the pressure.

As Sean moved to grab her and pick her up for a Spine Buster she tightened her grip on the sides of the bed and as he pulled she would do nothing more than flex and bounce against his crotch, her ass now rubbing against his significatly less guarded crotch. To Sean misfortune and Victoria's amusement, his switch of tactics was also met with little luck. While Sean was strong, Victoria had a bit of strength to her too and her legs were more than a match against his upper body strength, especially now that she had the rest of her body behind them. "Not so easy no, is it hun?"

Sean was able to nail her, but the problem still remained. He could feel the pressure being applied and to his own discomfort, she was rubbing against his crotch. Now he was really getting annoyed. He had to come up with something fast. Then again, she was playing dirty, so he figured he would use a little bit of dirty tactics of his own. Since he couldn't get her off the bed, he might as well try to get things going with her. First thing he did, was to attempt and push himself forward. If he was able to succeed, he would have her curled into a ball to make his next move. A bit sneaky as it were, but regardless, Sean would at least be able to hopefully, get her off of him or perhaps, switch into a submission of his own. First thing he did was attempt to push her body forward while she was still clasping the bed and applying pressure. If he had her curled he would attempt to apply pressure to her neck and shoulders using the bed as leverage.

If this didn't work, then he would try and hit her exposed tummy even harder, hopefully knock the wind out of her if he could. 'Better come up with something soon,' he thought. 'She gets you off, your done for.' Thankfully he doesn't get aroused that quickly. It would take some time before he would be able to get off. However, his last resort would be to either, fondle her mound with his hand a bit, or kiss her by surprise. If he was to move in for the kiss, hopefully, it would loosen things up on her end so he would be able to slip out. There were many possibilities he would figure out on his own. His final ditch effort hopefully was the kiss. It may just be enough to throw her off guard if the submission he had in mind didn't work.

Though still in pain Victoria didn't let up on her scissors, keeping herself arched as she continued to apply the pressure, holding Sean prisoner between her legs. She gritted her teeth as he bagan to push forward, slowly getting her to curl up slightly. After a few moments of stalemate a sly smirk slowly crept onto her face as she gave a wink to Sean, "Alright then big boy, let see what you're really made of..." With that, she quickly pulled her legs in, giving Sean a solid butt bump to his crotch before she flexed her legs out again, not giving him any time to react, let alone try and free himself frome her. This time however, instead of flexing and pushing Sean backwards, Victoria had pushed him straight up, letting gravity assist her in both crushing his waist as well as leting his crotch press down on her booty. She had made it alot harder for him to do anything now. She had far more control of their direction, and if he tried to slug her again he would have to use twice the effort to even come close to the power of his last hit. He wouldn't be able to kiss her either, and with his crotch pressed tight againt her, fondling would also be a little tricky. Even if he tried to flip them over, she could simply roll and straddle his hips to start work on building his arousal.

Just when he thought things couldn't get worse, they just did. Now she had stiffened her body and tightened the scissors on his waist to keep him from moving around so much. Thankfully she was unable to tease him anymore since she had the scissors on tight. He couldn't get her again with another shot to the stomach, that would take more energy. He couldn't get the submission reversed since she was holding on to the bed. Wait, what about her feet? He just remembered that she had already changed into these garments which would mean, she was barefoot. This sparked an idea for him. Using his arms to search behind him. He looked for her feet and tried to tickle them to get her to loosen the hold if he could. At the same time, with the other hand he allowed his digits to gently trace along her tummy almost to her mound. Though he couldn't reach it with how her body was pressed against his, he could still get her going a little bit.

If he was able to get her grip loosened up a little bit he would then proceed to slip out of it and get away from her to fix his jeans and belt. Then watch her a little bit while he stood away from the bed this time.

As Sean begins to start tickling her, Victoria smirks, then lets out a chuckle, then begin a laugh that steadily increases. I would apper that Sean's plan had succeded with flying colors, that is until she suddenly stops, giving him a look, "Oh hun, come on, do I really look like I'm going to the ticklish kind of girl?" She shakes her head with a smirk before arching her back, putting severe pressure on his hips, her ass pressing against his cock gently, "Maybe we would be making some more significant headway, if we were a little more forward and daring...like this..." With that she gave her hips a series of rapid swivels, taunting his crotch with her booty for a few moments before pausing. A sly smirk slowly creeps up onto her her face, "Or maybe..." She trails off as she gives her legs a flex before swinging Sean over the edge of the bed to the floor below to land square on his back. She didn't release him however, instead, she clamped her legs around him, aiming to plant her thick ass onto of him heavily in an effort to wind him as she straddled him. Stabilizing her position by tightening her knees around his waist and placing a hand on his chest she would give him a wink, "...you're the type that likes it rough." With that she would move her other hand back to finish working on his jeans.

Sean could see that the tickling was working at first. Until she stopped. He was teased a bit and tried not to let it bother him too much. Thankfully, his denim shielded it despite it being a little undone. However, when she tried throwing her weight around to get him on to the ground, she apparently forgotten one thing: He weighed 230 lbs. She was only 165. So, this may not go as she may plan. But, it gave him an idea.

As she went to toss him onto his back, Sean prepared himself for the impact, making sure that her legs broke the blow and she took it herself. The process required him to wait for her to gain some leverage and pushed with his feet to the ground. With this achievement, he would follow up with rocking his body backwards so that she would find herself almost face first into the floor. She could have time to break the fall with her hands, however, he would be continuing the roll until he was positioned on her rear still but with his legs just above her hips. Although her legs would be locked in the scissors grip hold, Sean would use this to his advantage by keeping her legs positioned as the were and applying pressure to her back via pulling her legs and hips into the awkward boston crab. Mind you, he would have his one leg placed on her back region to apply pressure while in a semi sitting position to attempt this.

Sean may have had a weight advantage, but if there was one thing Victoria knew, was how to throw weight around effectively. For one, gravity would be on the women's side as she tossed him to the floor, using the momentum and his own weight to slam him to the floor rather than brute strength alone.

Seanâ€s struggling wouldnâ€t be without merit, and she felt some of the impact in her leg, as she hit the ground, but made certain that he wouldnâ€t escape unscathed either, his upper back slamming hard into the floor as well. When he shoved his hips up in an attempt to buck her off, instead of moving forward to try and correct herself, she pitched back, partially releasing her scissorgrip hold on his waist. She could make him climax after she had worn him down some. Instead, she would grab a hold of his pants legs, and position him into a very intimate figure-four leg-lock, her crotch pressed against his slowly retreating denim jeans, “Now, letâ€s see how you handle this. Itâ€s just a matter of time until I have your little solider at the ready and craving some attention…”

Sean was baffled a little bit. He took the fall grunting some what not even being able to get her off of him. Well, momentarily he did. Though that changed again when she gave him the figure four. He blinked a bit at her position and started to get irritated. As painful as this was, he had to keep a clear head about this whole situation. So the last few times were somehow unsuccessful. He didn't need to figure that one out. Now he was going to make things more interesting, despite being a little fumed. He sat up, glared at her for a moment, had his hand balled into a fist and swung at her stomach with everything he had. This time, he was making sure it would be enough to wind her and wear her down. But it wasn't just once, but three or more times. This was the only thing he had really. Other than maybe getting her hot before him.

His hand would shoot for her mound if this was unsuccessful. Considering she was busy trying to get his denim free, it would give him a chance to have a little fun with her. First he would proceed to get her wet, it may take some time but he was pretty tough compared to most of them. Although, if she was not fazed by this either. He would grab her by the hair and deck her with all of his might.

As Sean balled up his fist menacingly, Victoria glared at him, baring him to do it as she braced herself, adding a little extra strain to his legs in the process. She let out a dull ‘oomph†as his fist repetitively drove into her abs like a wrecking ball but throughout all this, she maintained both her figure-four hold as well as her grip on his pants. When he had calmed down, she looked up at him utterly winded, gave a pant and a smirk, “Hun…Iâ€m stubborn...” That was about all she could say at this point as she struggled to catch her breath. He was determined to win with physical strength; she was determined to dominate him sexually. As his hand slid down between her legs, fondling her through her shorts, she gave a pained laugh, “Not likely…” She smirked again, when he seemed to break all restraint and resort to grabbing her by the hair and performing his ultimatum. With that she finally released him and attempted to roll away and onto her stomach to catch her breath. She winced and gave another cough; this opponent was like none other. Most tough guys had a weak spot in their pants; most suave guys couldnâ€t harm a fly. But this one was a fortress… Slowly she climbed to her knees, her partial braids falling around her face. She gave a groan as she sat back in a kneeling position and lazily looked at her opponent, “Urg, my hairs a mess now… it takes forever to braid this stuff…” She then rubbed her stomach and gave a smirk, “Iâ€m going to get you to talk hun. And not only that, Iâ€m going to get you to moan, to call out my name as I push you past your limit… and if you havenâ€t cleaned up your act by then…” She pauses and smirks, “Hun, at this point, I would be taking off my earring and shoes…”

He felt the strain from his legs and finally, he was able to get free of her holds. He took a moment to get to his feet fixing his clothing and rebuckling his belt while facing her. So she's determined to get him to speak. Maybe. Maybe not. He watched her carefully for a moment while his pants and belt were fixed. He probably showed a hint of his physical attributes to her. Nothing big though. He was built like a fortress, though, he knew that physical strength alone would get him to win this one. He would have to do something a little more drastic. Though he was unsure of the rules completely. Obviously, sexual attempts were legal, but what are the ways to get it? Surely she had some sort of weakness. Either way, Sean wasn't going to blindly charge at her again. Oh no. Instead, he would be cautious. He wouldn't want to get caught up in her spider web again.

For the moment, Sean took his time to get his limbs to work themselves out. His punches hit like a Mack Truck at 60mph on the highway. He smirked a bit though. He was going to have his fun. For now, he would watch her carefully and prepare for a few possible counters.