Monica reprimands everyone

The calamity soon quieted as everyone turned to Monica. Her pupils were like pin pricks as she gave each one of them a disciplinary glare. Her chest was heaving from all the shouting, but she kept her voice when she spoke.

“I am disappointed in ALL of you!” she declared at a level one step below yelling. Having little experience being the authority figure, Monica channeled her father as best she could, calling back to times that the coach had disciplined her for going too far and messing up. “This is NOT what submission wrestling is all about! This is not a points game!” She stated as she stared hard at Sam who couldn’t meet her gaze. “Gaming the rules in your favor? Do you think Leah Piper would be impressed by this show?” She glanced over at the others. Elsa and Sonya hung their heads dejectedly. Jen looked like she was about to burst into tears.

Sam grit her teeth, feeling the sting of that last statement. She idolized Leah Piper and would be embarrassed to have her hero think of her as this type of wrestler. “... no…” Sam admitted with a mournful sigh.

Monica’s heart stung from hearing the shame and dejection in Samantha’s voice. The former competitor had been on the opposite side of this kind of conversation many times and felt for the rookie. She wanted them all to know things have gotten out of hand but also wanted to guide them back to the proper path. “This is a sport to express your skills in both wrestling and submission! I know I barely know you ladies, but from what I’ve seen from you all so far, I can tell you’re capable of this and because of that, I expect better!”

“I’m sorry, Monica, I…” Sam started before she was cut off by a curt ‘zip it’ gesture from the official. Sam froze up, not sure what to call the official now. “Referee?”

Monica shook her head. “You shouldn’t be apologizing to me, you should be apologizing to your opponents,” she told her.

Sam nodded, knowing Monica was right. She turned to Sonya and Elsa and said, “I’m sorry, guys. I got too obsessed with winning.”

“Well, I shouldn’t have gotten dragged down into it as well,” Sonya admitted. “I was being over competitive too…”

“I’m sorry too everyone!” Jen piped up, voice cracking from shame and stress. “We were trying to win using the rules to our advantage, but that’s not the way I want to wrestle!” She wiped her tears with her forearm and sniffled.

“Aww, Jen, we’re all guilty of this, it’s not all on you!” Elsa assured her.

“No, I’m going to make this right!” Jen replied, taking a deep breath before standing up. She wiped her eyes once more and undid her bikini top as everyone watched. “I don’t care if it costs us points, I want to face you guys on even ground, let’s finish this match with proper wrestling and submissions!” She gave a worried look to Samantha, knowing that this would throw away their strategy.

Sam gave her the slightest approving grin. “Maybe you should blow your nose with that,” she suggested, nodding at the bra. “Your sniffling is so unsexy!”

Everyone chuckled, feeling the tension in the room finally lift.

Jen pulled down her bottoms and stood fully nude in front of the group. She turned to Monica and said, “That is… if you’ll still let us finish…”

Sonya stood up next and smiled at Jen. “I’m game! Let’s have this come down to pure submission wrestling!” She removed her top and tossed it aside, then turned to Monica, standing naked and proud to await the official’s decision.

Monica looked at the four naked wrestlers, one by one. Her heart was uplifted by their show of sportsmanship. It also helped that they were all so damn attractive. She gave a smirk and sighed. “Alright, let’s finish this!”

The four ladies cheered. Jen dried her eyes with her bikini and tossed them to the side as they returned to their wrestling positions.

“Elsa and Sam were the legal wrestlers and the clock is still ticking!” Monica announced, tapping her watch. “One minute!”

Sonya and Jen quickly took their spots in the corners. They cheered on their partners as Monica whistled to restart the match.

“Come on Elsie! You got this!” Sonya shouted.

“Let’s go Sam! Show them we can wrestle!” Jen cried out.

Sam was showing signs of wear and Elsa was not about to let up. She took her opponent to the ground as soon as the whistle went. Sam did her best to escape but was still gassed despite the short break. She struggled in Elsa’s grip but didn’t have the energy to squeeze out of the Aussie’s holds. Instead, she worked her fingers between Elsa’s legs.

Monica started counting.

Elsa was planning on mat wrestling Sam until the time ran out, but if Sam could gain points from this position, she had to adjust. She released her hold. Immediately, Sam sprung out and raced to her corner to make the tag. With her catch out of reach, Elsa turned back and tagged Sonya in.

Jen was fresher than Sonya and knew the way the taller blonde moved. She moved in with confidence and determination. Sonya remembered how tenacious the smaller wrestler could be, so didn’t let her guard down. They locked arms and went chest to chest.

“Are you seriously going to try and go toe to toe with me?!” Sonya asked with an incredulous scoff.

“The bigger they are, the harder they cum…” Jen replied with a taunting grin.

“I’ll save that for the prize round!” Sonya shot back, increasing the pressure on the petite wrestler.

Jen had been hoping that she would do this. Feeling the **** come down on her, she gave way and slipped underneath. Sonya fell over and tumbled onto her back. She felt Jen grab her ankles and looked up to see the wily wrestler drop down on her face!

Monica started counting for Submission Sorority as Jen smothered Sonya and fingered her at the same time. It was a quick count because Sonya almost immediately kicked out of the hold. Jen scrambled to hold Sonya’s leg, preventing her from running back to her corner and tagging out. Sonya got dragged over to the other corner and Jen slapped on a leg lock before tagging Samantha back in.

Reenergized, Sam **** her pussy into Sonya’s mouth, hooking her arms under the runner’s legs to keep her pinned.

“Get used to this taste!” she told her opponent. “You’re going to be eating it up all night long!”

Sonya again kicked out, but only managed to throw Sam onto her back. She reached back to tag Jen back in. They were back to their original strategy of quick swaps. Elsa looked on from the other side of the ring, not knowing what to do. She had already been chastised for running in illegally and didn’t want to push that button again, but she was at a loss for how to help her partner out.