Dixie Clements vs Asami Asagiri

Asami grunted as Dixie's body shifted then bucked beneath her, forcing the lighter girl to tumble forward, laying down on the cowgirl, her head dangerously close to the cowgirl's groin for her own liking.
*Although, some other time maybe..* her thoughts wandered before she shut down that line of reasoning, trying to push herself up to her feet.

Dangit, can't let her get up...gotta stop 'er now...

Dixie knew this was it, she knew that she had to end the match, right here, right now. With another jerk of her body, she brought her legs up, trying to clamp her thighs tight around Asami's head, trying to trap the ninja in a quick headscissors. It wasn't her preferred submission, not by any means, but at this point, it was all she could do to try and stop Asami.

"Ack! No!" Asami cried as she felt Dixie's thick legs get around her head, snagging it between them.
However, the ninja's reactions were quick, and she got her legs around the Texan own blond head. Bearing down with pressure, Asami gritted her teeth, hoping her lower body strength would be up for the task at hand.

Dixie began to squeeze Asami with all her might, clamping her legs tighter around her. Her legs were strong, muscular, and she knew she could force Asami to submit with this...

...until the ninja's own legs snagged around her head. She let out a brief cry, then grit her teeth, snarling through them. This was a test of strength and stamina now, and she knew she would be able to hold out longer than Asami, she knew she would last longer than her in this double headscissors.

"Auughh!" Asami cried out.
The ref came to check on her, asking if she wanted to give to which the ninja replied with a resounding "No!" Shrugging the ref went to go check on Dixie....
Gritting her teeth, Asami clenched her legs for all she was worth, applying more pressure on the Yankee Rose. She also slipped a hand between Dixie's legs, at her upper thighs, trying to push them open, but the sweat slicked skin caused them to slide and rub against the Texan's groin.

When the ref came to check on her, Dixie barked loudly up at him. "Hell no!" She grit her own teeth, squeezing her legs even harder against Asami, wanting nothing more at this point than to force the ninja to give in to her. The moment she felt Asami's hands on her legs, her own hands would shoot up, grasping at the ninja's long, sexy limbs to try and pry them open.

Unfortunately, when Asami's hands slipped down against her groin, she would pause, letting out a hard moan through her cries. She was distracted for the moment now, half enjoying the feeling and half hating herself for doing so...

The ninja noticed Dixie's moan and paused. She knew she couldn't outlast the bigger girl without an edge, and she may have found a way to gain one. Especially a hidden one while tucked away in this position. Her hand rubbed and pressed into Dixie's groin with minute subtle movements. She was hoping the erotic sensation would force the Texan to break the hold, which worked for Asami very much. She also continued to squeeze down on Dixie's head, looking to do what damage she could with her own head scissors hold.

Dixie cried out as she felt Asami working at her sex. This...this wasn't want she wanted at all. If the ninja kept this up, the cowgirl knew there was no way she would last.

Think, girl! Gotta be a way to beat her!

She let out another moan, trying to grind her thighs harder against Asami with her headscissors, trying to think of a way out of this situation, but her thoughts distracted by both the pain of Asami's hold and the pleasure of her hands against her groin...

Come on...get flustered and embarrassed and break the hold! Asami urged Dixie silently in her thoughts.
Then Dixie's legs tightened around her head. In retaliation, Asami also squeezed harder. She also abandoned her erotic stimulation, hand stilling against the Texan's sex as the ref knelt down near her and asked if the ninja wanted to give up.
"No...this is nothing!" she declared gamely. "Blondie though, she probably changed her mind!"

"Like hell I did!" Dixie roared back towards Asami, though, as full of bravado as she sounded, she had to admit to herself she WAS getting way worn down by Asami's legs. She closed her eyes, panting, gasping for air, trying to think of a way to turn this around and finish the ninja once and for all...

Nnn...what the hell, two can play at her dirty game...

Dixie opened her eyes, a blush covering her face once more. She hated herself for what she was about to do, but she wasn't about to lose this match, not to Asami, not with her big words that marked her return. Her hands would stop trying to pry on Asami's legs, instead one of them sliding between her thighs. Slowly, she would start to mimic Asami's own actions from earlier, rubbing her hand gently, yet firmly against the ninja's sex, trying to stimulate and arouse her in hopes of distracting her from her scissor hold.