All-Out!

The rivals would fight tooth and nail in the grapple but there could be only one winner. Both Daisuke and Belinda were strong and determined competitors and it was evident from their back and forth grappling. Daisuke pushed back and so did Belinda but after a while of gaining and losing ground, Belinda's experience in sauna wrestling would give her the edge and she would outlast the prince in this clinch.

The out of breath prince would lose ground, forced back a step and then another. This allowed Belinda to push through and force the prince back until she had him backed up against the wooden seat, forcing him to sit down.

"Arghh okay okay...you proved your point" he said raising his arms up to signal a clean break. Daisuke's cheeks were flushing red, partly due to the steam and sweat and partly due to the fact he got schooled by Belinda.

Forcing Daisuke back all the way to that wooden bench and forcing him down was satisfying if a bit draining....she would grunt and huff a bit as Daisuke raised his arms up and looked for a clean break. She would of course comply, as she removed her arms from him and pushed away, rising up to a full stand as she backed up.

" Yeah....loooks like I did..." Belinda huffed out as she would wipe a bit of sweat off of her forehead. " Now, let's get started with this for real." Belinda let out as she would wait for Daisuke to rise up to his feet. After a few seconds she would attempt to move in and throw a right handed forearm strike to his chest.

When the blonde managed to force the prince back, getting him down to a seated position on the wooden bench there was no doubt that Belinda was not taking this lightly at all. She was a good grappler and her strength matched the prince. With her experience in the heat she would out-grapple him with ease. Daisuke had no choice but to acknowledge that, raising his arms up to admit defeat in the grapple.

"Hah...yeah" Daisuke nodded, wiping some sweat off his forehead too. When Daisuke got up, Belinda would lunge in and strike his chest with a stiff forearm causing him to groan in pain but respond in kind with a forearm strike of his own to her chest. Daisuke tried to follow that up by wrapping his arms around her neck and pulling her in, pressing their bodies together as he tightened his grip around her neck.

"Tell me something, Belinda" he would whisper in her ear.

Smashing her forearm into the chest of Daisuke after she let him stand up, the blonde would hit him and hear him grunt out before Daisuke then lunged right back towards her and smashed her with a stiff forearm of his own. Grunting out from the impact as she would take a step back...though she didn't have time to fire back with another forearm of her own as Daisuke wrapped his arm around her neck and pressed their bodies together.

Grunting out as he tightened his grip on her neck, whispering into her ear. She'd wince and grunt as she'd try and turn a bit and wrap her arms around Daisuke's body, looking to start to squeeze at it as she would try and lock in a bearhug of her own. " W-what?..." Belinda asked as she sought to turn the squeeze with one of her own.

Both of them managed to strike each other in the chest with a stiff forearm, going toe to toe in this steamy contest. Daisuke wanted to press on, he would lunge at Belinda while she staggered back to wrap his arms around her neck pulling her in against his body and squeezing her in a very upclose front facing headlock.

Belinda would in return twist a bit before wrapping her arms around his waist, squeezing him back. The two were deadlocked again, in a squeeze off as their sweaty slicked bodies were pressed. "Why do you ugghh!" he groaned, cut off due to her squeeze. In response, Daisuke would only squeeze her back tighter.

Belinda would squeeze harder upon the body of Daisuke as she seemed to cut off his words with a tight squeeze of her bearhug. She would let out a groan of her own as Daisuke squeezed harder on that frontal facelock of his, causing Belinda to groan out in pain in return.

" W-why do I whaat?..." Belinda let out as she would continue to try and out-squeeze Daisuke, a bit curious as to why the Wrestling Prince was this chatty, she didn't remember him being this inquisitive.

Both of them were in a squeeze-off at the moment, doing their best to out-squeeze the other in their respective submission moves. Daisuke would constrict his arms around her head and neck tighter and tighter but at the same time felt Belinda's arm do the same around his waist, making it hard to breathe than it already was.

The two panted heavily, their bodies were really sweaty and the sauna was really putting in work. "Ughh gawd....my back...NRGH! Why do you accept any challenge thrown at you? No matter how tough it is?" he finally finished. The wrestling prince would rest his head on her shoulder, focusing purely on squeezing her now.

Belinda was starting to feel slightly dizzy from the squeezing of her neck that Daisuke was putting her through, and it seemed as if he wasn't going to stop. Returning the favor by squeezing his waist tighter and tighter with each passing moment....

When she finally heard his question, she'd grunt out. Trying to lift his body up off of the floor and spin around to try and slam him down onto the floor with a belly to belly suplex!

Trying to pull her head free after she'd rub her neck, " Ugh...cause it's a challenge and overcome a challenge makes you stronger..."

It seemed neither was looking to let go, even in such steamy and heated conditions both would continue to squeeze each other out. Her arm really did pack a punch and Daisuke's body felt really tight around the waist, making it hard to breathe. The prince panted heavily, the sweat really getting to him which left him distracted just a bit allowing Belinda to pivot to the side and lift him up before slamming him down on his back in a belly to belly suplex

"Arrrghhh!" he cried out, clutching his back while bridging up at the same time.

Slamming Daisuke down onto the floor of the sauna, the blond would shake her head a bit and roll her head a bit to clear the crank in her neck. She'd then try and reach back and grab at Daisuke's legs, looking to turn him over and seat herself on his back. As she'd try and lock him into a painful Boston Crab submission hold.

In here there was no ropes after all and no rope break. So she would try and start to torture the Wrestling Prince in this hold for as long as she could of course.