Woodland Brawl - Matt vs Phe-Phe

After a long struggle Matt sucessfully locked in the triangle choke, squeezing tightly with his legs to restrict the flow of air to her head. One of her arms was trapped but the other was still free, though he doubted she could do much with just the one.

"Just give up," Matt growled at her, squeezing a little tighter. "And I'll let you go." If the girl didn't give up Matt was fully prepared to knock her out cold.

Give up?

Those words tickled her in ways that made it almost unpleasurable to hear. Yet, it wasn't enough to put a dart through the enticement she was feeling from your desperate punisment. It was a pain she was savouring every moment of, though she knew that she may not have much time left.

With one palm gently resting on your squeezing leg, Phe looks at you with defiance in her teary eyes, daring you to do your worst.

She wasn't giving up. Even in the precarious and painful position she was in Matt's opponant refused to submit. She was tough, he'd give her that.

"Are you aure?" Matt would ask, right before he squeezed a little tighter. With every passing second the pressure around her neck would increase, depriving her of even more precious oxygen.

Phe gulped loudly while her neck was compressed to an even greater degree between your legs. Her eyelids batted faintly, and her vision barely held it's focus on you.

It burned her chest to breathe...it even pained her skull to even think...and she loved every second of it.

"Nnnhhhh....go ahead...you a-afraid or what?"

Underneath her own voice resonating in her chest was her own fading heartbeat. Her skin had already drenched itself from the heatful intimacy, and her mouth already began to run dry. Despite that, that teasing smirk on her face remains.

Still no submission. It was at this point Matt realized that she wanted this. If the smirk on her face was any clue. The girl actually wanted to be knocked unconscious. It wasn't like she was far off either. "Have it your way then!" Matt declared. With that he wold pour all strength into the triangle choke. He was fully trying to knock her out now.

By the time you finally decided to pour all of your strength in your hold, Phe'e eyelids had already been shut, and her body had fallen limp against yours.

"Nnnnhhhh....."

Softly, she purrs to herself, and like a child, she falls into deep slumber in your leggy clamp. Nothing was left of her, save for the lovely feel of her weight melted over you, and the sweet scent of her hair that still lingered.

Pain...

It was strange how peaceful a girl can look after knowing how intimately she endeared such a thing.

Matt could feel the girl's struggling weaken, and then stop completely. She had fallen unconscious in the traingle choke. Just as she was wanted. Matt wanted to be careful, she he rocked her back and forth between his legs a few times to see if she really was asleep. When he got no reaction, he sighed in releif, and released her from the hold. Matt would then roll to his feet, brushing himself off as he stared down at his mystery attacker. This girl had caused him a lot of trouble since she ambushed him, and he didn't even know her name.

"Well." he sighed, stretching his sore muscles. "That was a good time killer." And with that he would turn his back on the sleeping girl and walk off, with an unintentional victory under his belt.




Winner by Knockout, Matt Floyd