You raise your hand smiling. "I hope we have a great match."
She stares at you amused, bringing up her hand to shake. She bends your hand around into a wristlock, using some sort of judo, forcing you up onto tip toes. Barely moving, she bends your wrist and twists you to the side, now using both hands to irish whip you to the far ropes. As you return she brings up her leg in a high sidekick, the boot catching you squarely in the mouth.
You lay there stunned, your first match not starting well. As you get up on all fours, she leaps up in the airs and drops onto your back, reaching forward to get her hand under your jaw and yank it back, her legs coming up under you, and boots pressing against your groin. For the first time you appreciate how muscular her calves are as they lock down hard against your body, crushing some of the air from you immediately.
"Giddyup horsie," says says evilly. The back of boots are up your against your groin, crushing it hard, then stroking... |