Tricia Treats vs. Sora Mizumi

As Sora dropped to her knees, Tricia was a bit surprised, and lost her own footing, falling down after her opponent. Her hand slipped from Sora's thong, and only barely managed to get a hold on the waist of the girl's spandex shorts. Tricia kept the headlock locked on Sora, but couldn't help but feel that her current dominance was a little tenuous.

"Ugh," she groaned, trying to strengthen the headlock and, at the same time, slip her other hand back into the other girl's underwear to fondle her private parts. "Come on, you'll like it, once you give it a real try..."

Sora would groan as she dropped onto her knees, with her opponent dropping with her. Sheâ€d hoped she would have been able to escape the headlock, but alas, she was now trapped in an even worse position, having little room to manoeuvre. “Urk...” sheâ€d grunt as Tricia tightened the headlock. Both Soraâ€s hands would be on her opponentâ€s arm, trying to pull it off and gain some more air as she felt her face going red from the struggle to breathe as her opponent choked her harder.

By letting go of Triciaâ€s hand, itâ€d be free to explore underneath Soraâ€s clothing, and Sora would shiver as she felt Triciaâ€s fingers run over her pussy. “Aaaah~.....Triciaaaa.....” sheâ€d cry out, “stop it!” With that, she would let go of Triciaâ€s headlock with one of her hand, to give three quick fire punches to Triciaâ€s stomach in a desperate attempt to break free. With her legs, she would also try to close her thighs together, to make it a bit harder for Tricia to tease her the way she wanted to.

Tricia gasped as the three punches found their intended target. "Bitch!" she wheezed, letting Sora go and collapsing backwards, seeing stars as she laid down on the mat, looking up at the lights of the arena. It would take her a few moments to recover her senses.

Should have seen that coming, she berated herself. It was obvious, and I didn't see it...curses. Need to do better. I'll still beat her, no question.

As she assured herself, she attempted to scramble to her feet, but she was still sluggish after those three punches had knocked the wind out of her, and Sora might have an opening as the Halloween witch attempted to rise...

As Tricia released her headlock with the third punch, Sora would quickly push Tricia away from her, getting back onto her feet, and trying to subtly readjust her shorts. “Iâ€m a bitch? Y..youâ€re the one putting your hand down my pants!” sheâ€d say, with a slight blush painted her face. Still, Sora had thought she had worked out Triciaâ€s tactics; “So, she doesnâ€t fight...but instead she teases her way to victory?” Sora thought to herself. It really did make little sense to her, but at least she understood now...sort of.

Seeing Tricia getting up sluggishly, Sora would step back a bit, putting some space between her and Tricia. As she got back to her feet, Sora would charge at her blonde opponent, and attempt to hit her with a scissor kick, hoping to be able to knock Tricia straight back down to the mat before she even knew what was happening.

Tricia was hoping that she could reestablish her hold on Sora, but the other girl was too quick to react. Before she could do anything about it, Tricia found herself the target of a powerful scissor kick—one which had her seeing stars and sent her sprawling limply across the mat.

"Uuuuh..." she moaned, delirious. She felt numb, and couldn't see her opponent through the haze of hallucinatory candy bars which danced across her field of vision. Slowly, she would begin to recover, but those punches and that kick had taken a lot out of her. Tricia wasn't built for a stand-up battle—she was starting to wonder whether meeting this real wrestler in the ring was a good idea, after all.

Seeing Tricia crumple after her scissor kick, Sora would grin widely at how effective the move had been. Tricia, sprawled out completely like she was, it was just too good an opportunity to pass up. Besides, after Tricia had tried to embarrass her before, Sora really wanted to exert some dominance over the blonde girl.

“Câ€mon Tricia-chan, keep up!” Sora would yell as she charged towards the ropes. As she dashed towards them, she would leap and bounce off the second rope, going for a moonsault. She knew it was always a highly risky move, but Tricia looked so out of it right now she thought she might be able to pull it off. If she could land it, she would follow it up with hooking Triciaâ€s leg for a pin, hoping to get the first fall quickly and put Tricia under a bit of pressure.

Tricia was just beginning to stir as she heard Sora call out to her to keep up. She tried to move an arm, but she still felt a little numb, and found that the limb refused to obey her commands. Fuck...I am so out of it right now... she thought, without a clue as to what was coming.

She didn't see Sora charge towards the ropes, or begin her moonsault. She didn't see the girl rapidly falling towards her from high above the ring. The first indication that Tricia had of Sora's intentions were when the other girl came crashing down on top of her, putting Tricia out for good—at least for that first fall. Her body went completely limp, and she could offer no resistance as Sora hooked her leg, and the ref began to count.

Flattening Tricia underneath her, Sora would cheer out and hook Triciaâ€s leg. She felt the girl “Ooomph” when she landed on top of her, and right now it seemed like she wasnâ€t stirring at all. “Yes! This oneâ€s mine!” Sora would yell out as she pulled Triciaâ€s leg up, lying face down on top of the girl for the pin. The referee would dive down to the mat and begin the count.

“1!.....2!....”

"...3!"

As the first round came to its thrilling conclusion, Tricia only just began to stir once more, finding herself trapped beneath a beaming Sora with one leg pulled up in the air by her powerful opponent. "N...nngh..." she grunted, hardly able to think, let alone form coherent words and sentences with her mouth.

Well, curses, this isn't turning out the way I hoped... she thought solemnly. She still had at least one round to go before she had completely lost, but in order to claim victory, she would have to dig herself out of a hole.

"G-get...off of me..." she commanded, as Sora still had her firmly pinned against the mat.

“Yes!” Sora would cry out as the referee finished the count for the first fall. Sheâ€d get up slowly and raise her arm in the air in victory...for now at least. One down, one to go.

While slowly getting off Tricia, she heard the girl grunting and commanding, making Sora giggle. “I donâ€t think youâ€re in any situation to give orders now Tricia! How would you like the second fall? Same again, or maybe something a bit more exciting?” Sora would ask, sticking her tongue out at her blonde opponent. “Câ€mon, get back up, weâ€ve got one more of this to go” Sora would say, reaching down to help Tricia back up, hoping to get this over with quickly so she could celebrate another solid win.