Nobu Tano vs Alicia Wells

At long last Nobu was freed from the torturous clutches of Alicia's smothering grapevine. Too bad he wasn't awake to feel the sweet relief from all the immense pain being inflicted on him. But at least his muscles weren't being stretched nearly to the point of ripping apart, and his lungs were collecting air again.

For a little while he just laid there still as a corpse while Alicia sat there ever so casually on top of him, like he was no more than a common chair for her to use as she saw fit. Truth be told, under less violent and painful circumstances he'd have no problem at all being under the redhead like this. Though alternate circumstances were hardly relevant at the moment.

When Nobu's eyes did finally flutter open, and his vision started to come back, he was a bit perplexed as to why the first thing he saw was a toned and curvaceous ass just inches in front of him.

Am I in....Heaven? he thought to himself, briefly but genuinely considering that Alicia might have just killed him. But no, he wasn't in heaven. Quite the opposite, as he was about to find out.

"Wha...?" he started to mumble while his limbs shifted lightly. What Nobu didn't realize was that that pulled the trigger on his execution. The thighs surrounding him crashed in, suddenly plunging Nobu into a world of pain once again.

"AAAAAGGGHHHHH!!!!" he screamed out. Alicia's thighs pressed so powerfully against his jaws that he couldn't even move them to form any words. That unintelligible cry of agony was all that could leave his lips. The one saving grace was that this time Alicia had mercifully left his arms free. And the second he realized this his right hand began to signal his submission by tapping repeatedly against Alicia's firm backside... For whatever it was worth, that was purely accidental.

He doubted Alicia would be forgiving over that in the slightest. But Nobu just hoped and prayed the bell would ring, and that with it his agony and torment would finally come to an end.

As was fairly predictable for anyone caught in Alicia Wells’ reverse headscissors, the end came almost immediately. For someone who could crack ribs if she chose, applying anything like the full force of her scissors to a mere jaw… Well, it was tap rapidly or be eating through a straw for the foreseeable future.

And Nobu was getting the full experience, getting to see Alicia’s hamstrings swell into brutal definition, her glutes tight with the squeeze she was applying.

In short, there was about a five second gap between Nobu regaining consciousness, Alicia starting to squeeze and his hand frantically slapping her backside like his head was about to implode.

The good news for him – once she registered the tap, there were only another five seconds before Alicia released the hold and rose imperiously to her feet, towering over him.

Somewhere, the bell had rung to signal the end of the match and the referee was doing her valiant best to raise Alicia’s hand. The redhead’s eyes were fixed on Nobu, however.

Calmly, dominantly, she lifted one foot and placed it on the trickster’s throat, leaning into it enough to make breathing even harder and more painful than… Well, the reverse headscissors would already have done more than enough damage to the idiot’s neck. This would just be adding insult to injury in the most literal sense possible.

Glaring down at him, Alicia ignored the referee’s squawking.

”If I see you in a ring again,” Her voice was low and dark with promise, ”I will retire you.”

She jammed her foot down harder for a moment, before turning to leave.

Nobu tapped like his life depended on it - and it very well might have. The bell rang, and the sound couldn’t have been sweeter to the trapped prankster. But the pain didn’t stop. Alicia’s thighs continued to crush Nobu’s head between them, and he continued to scream in agony while frantically tapping against her rear.

He was sure Alicia was going to shatter his skull right then and there, and his entire life seemed to flash before his eyes. And then suddenly the pressure let up, and air started coming to his lungs once again.

The boy gasped, panted and heaved. His facial muscles and the sheer amount of pain in his jaw prevented him from being able to say anything. There were two groups of fans in the audience right then: those genuinely pitied Nobu and worried about his physical condition, and those who couldn’t stop laughing at how horrifically his tricks had come back to bite him.

His eyes found Alicia towering over him and his body trembled in fear, though he was far too battered to even move, much less run away. The girl’s foot stepped down on his throat and immediately breathing became quite difficult again. Under more normal circumstances a woman pinning him down with only a foot would’ve just been somewhat embarrassing. But right now pride was the last thing on Nobu’s mind. He was so terrified he didn’t even dare try to move her foot with his free hands. He just laid there while she stood on him.

She didn’t lecture him. She didn’t insult him. She didn’t rant about his “tactics.” Alicia didn’t say much, but what she did say sent a very clear message. The boy nodded as much as his head’s limited mobility allowed, then squealed when she pushed her foot down against his throat even harder.

Fortunately that extra pain lasted only a brief moment before she finally stepped off of him and took her leave. And by now it was perfectly obvious Nobu wasn’t going anywhere on his own. Paramedics were already hurrying to the ring with a stretcher. The boy was gently guided under the bottom rope and placed on the stretcher, before being carefully carried back up the entranceway.

The fact that Nobu escaped with his life today very well may have been a miracle. And he knew if he was ever booked against Alicia again, well...he’d probably just call in sick that day.

Winner via submission: Alicia Wells