Reva Devonport vs. Prayuth 'Pray' Sakda -To The Victor

Despite what his agent seemed to think Prayuth wasn't a complete idiot - not when it came to fighting, anyway. He knew enough to realize he was digging himself into a metaphorical hole deeper than the physical one he found himself in, and that his protests probably weren't going to get him anywhere.

He saw it as part of the strategy, though. Firstly, while Reva was talking, she wasn't attacking, which just gave him more time to conserva his energy and reload. Plus, it had the chance of pushing the hotheaded redhead into doing something rash.

Fortunately for him, it worked in that respect.

Unfortunately for him, it worked in that respect.

Reva brought the fight to him hard, coming straight at him with long, quick strides that almost instantly closed the gap. In a flash, she was all over him, unloading with a massive knee that folded him in half. Powerful, dominant, aggressive, but it provided Prayuth with an opportunity. One he wasn't willing to let go of.

He grabbed hold of her leg before she could bring it back, clutching it close to his chest. From there, he lifted up, holding her in the air for a moment, before swinging to the side in an attempt to drop her hard on her back. Almost a Judo move, of sorts - not typical for muay thai, but he could adapt.

Reva couldn't help but grin in satisfaction when she felt her knee collide with the man's hard abs, both the sound of flesh meeting her knee and Prayuth's reaction to this being a worthy compensation to the man's crime of drawing blood from the larger than life redhead.

However it seemed the man wasn't done being a pain in Reva's ass, as when she tried to move her leg back to the solid ground she wouldn't be able to do so, instead her knee would find a comfortable position pinned against the opponent's knee against the woman's wishes. Of course the Bombshell didn't plan to just let Prayuth do what he wished, instead she would reach down to try and push against the man's chest, all while letting her protests be heard.

" Let the fuck go" Reva would growl out, somewhat stumbling on one leg as she tried to get the other back, but both her efforts and words would be cut off by Prayuth's sudden martial arts esque move as the man managed to lift the Bombshell up in an impressive feat before dropping her onto the dirty and solid ground in what would likely come to be a regretful feat once she took back control of the fight.

Despite the Bombshell's usual tough attitude she couldn't help but let out a pained cry when she impacted the solid floor with a loud thud, slightly blushing from a temporary vulnerable seeming reaction before grinding her teeth together to avoid any other unnecessary noises escaping. " Arggg - You slippery fuck " Reva would groan out through grinded teeth, turning somewhat to her side against the ground before rubbing her pained back, the redhead not wanting to expose the front of her breathtaking body to the unkempt flooring bellow.

By some miracle, Prayuth managed to grab Reva’s knee and hold on tight, which was harder than it sounded on paper. Even ignoring the woman’s size, she was strong and feisty and had some idea of how to handle herself when things went south, a combination that made pulling off a counter like this a gigantic pain. Just doing that took more energy out of him than he really had to spare.

But it worked. Couldn’t complain about results. Plus, he got to hear her make an undignified squawk, which was a much appreciated. ”And down she goes.”

It wasn’t a good landing, either. He had a hard time imagining how a woman Reva’s size could land in a graceful fashion, but it definitely wasn’t like that. On the floor, gasping, groaning, rolling about...and not facing him. He could work with.

Once more stepping out of his style, Prayuth dropped down on the floor behind her and reached over to wrap his arm around her neck, trying to pull her in for a sleeper hold. She was big, she was strong, she was wild, but she still needed air to breath.

After Prayuth struggled to take the massive redhead down Reva would immediately turn onto her sides, the opponent's takedown was impressive, but it mostly served to poke the bear sized amazonian. Pray's sudden sleeper would be more successful in subduing the Bombshell, earning a long groan from the English lass as her hands naturally placed themselves against the showy pit fighters arm. " rr...You're tougher" Reva would grumble, trying to go against all her natural instincts as she left only one of her hands against Prayuth's arm and tried to push against the ground to get into a somewhat crouching position.

" T-than the rest " Reva would then struggle to get out, finishing off her sentence from earlier as she tried to struggle against Prayuth who admittedly was much more difficult to deal with than the Bombshell had expected.

Of course even the Bombshell wouldn't be able to pry her opponent's strong grip with only arm, but that didn't mean she wouldn't try to somewhat alleviate the pressure, trying to pull and grip against his arm to give herself a bit more space to breath. For what it was worth Pray's strategy did seem like the right idea, sure the redhead was taking steps to try and escape but it was likely better this way than it would be if she could just force through with power alone.

The Bombshell would try to continue her advance, struggling against Prayuth and trying to make it back onto her feet, although admittedly it was getting harder to do so due to the pressure being applied and the lack of oxygen making it to the redhead's brain.

A submission virtuoso Prayuth was not and would never be, but it wasn’t like you had to have much experience to get a good sleeperhold going. The concept was a simple enough one - wrap an arm around your opponent’s neck and squeeze. Heck, he’d taken enough fake sleepers in his movies to have a good idea how the real thing was supposed to go down. If Reva was anything to go by, he was certainly on the right track.

”Why, thank you!” Prayuth acknowledged her compliment as he continued to crank the hold, squeezing out every drop of effectiveness. Despite her size, the telltale signs were beginning to show. Slower movements, groggier, getting weaker by the second. It would only be a matter of time, at this rate.

To the redhead’s credit, though, she wasn’t going gently into that good night. She was fighting. Hard. Even with the hold and the weight on her back, she was still managing to surge upwards, getting high enough that Prayuth was having stand on his tiptoes to keep it up.

It seemed like this could became a problem in a hurry. So what did Prayuth do?

He cranked the hold in tighter and wrenched her head from side to side, making it as uncomfortable as humanly possible. ”Could you do me a solid and just go to sleep? Please?”

Reva certainly didn't consider staying against the dirty floor as being an option, even if the Bombshell's experience hadn't been enough for her to know that rising to her feet was vital, her pride as a dominant Amazon and a bad ass English women wouldn't let her just accept being overpowered or worn down. Regardless though even if every inch of the Bombshell's being was roaring for her to rise, it was easier said that done.

Reva's gradual rise was possibly one of the most painful things the Bombshell had experienced in her wrestling career so far, every inch closer she got to a standing position the pressure of the hold applied to her seemed to be kicked up a notch. The redhead's glorious fighting spirit would shine through though as the giantess slowly but surely worked her way up into a crouching position.

Now that Reva had gotten into a somewhat more advantageous  position she would take a little bit of time to try and create some breathing room for herself, but right as she did Prayuth would tighten his hold and wildly force her head from one side to the other. At this point a few grunts and groans were unavoidable as Reva stumbled to stay on her feet from being whipped from side to side, eventually letting out a growl when she heard Pray's request.

" What? so you're sick of me already? Guess I'll need to try harder! " Reva would respond, taking some time to do so but making sure that every syllable came out clear enough for Prayuth to hear. Of course as the Bombshell spoke she would also see what she could do about her worrying situation, trying to work her way into as much as a standing position as her opponent's tight sleeper would allow.

After some struggling to stay on her feet Reva would try to grasp onto Prayuth's waist and wrap her arms around it, before then trying to press her body against his and in the process try to wriggle within his arms so she could turn somewhat close to 90 degrees so she could see the man behind her. With little to no warning the Bombshell would then raise her hands to Prayuth's waist and let out a mighty roar, before attempting to wrap her arms around the man's waist tightly and then lift her opponent in a belly to belly like move.

The move was far from graceful, but if Reva's pride and resilience was enough to carry her to success then the Bombshell would be able to fall to the mat after lifting her opponent, likely crushing Prayuth between the mat and her barely covered body in the process. The redhead trying to trap her opponent between a rock and a hard place, or perhaps in this case a rock and an incredibly soft and squishy, but heavy place.